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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Anastasia Notes: Challenge 154. Baby Series 3 #235. Takes place a few hours following Misunderstood. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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A Gaggle of Geese "Do you like it?" "Ohh, Shiela! It's lovely. Was it Adrian? Did he give it to you?" The giggle grated on her nerves but she made no comment, pretending not to have noticed. The maidens gathered in a huddle, heads pressed close, a giggling cluster of idiotic young girls who should have been mature enough, given their breeding, to know better than to waste their time gossiping over a present from a no doubt besotted young fool. "It was a present from Adrian, yes." The vapid idiot would be blushing like a cherry… But ah, there once was a day, many years ago, when she was one of those idiotic young girls. No. No, she had never behaved in such a manner. It was forbidden for one of her social class of the times to be as air headed as these innocent young things of today. Outsiders, Anastasia mused. New imports to Sanc. If they stayed a few years they would be more sensible and might become a credit to Sanc. If they did not… well, it was no loss. There were enough young people of breeding age to work on increasing the population and giving Sanc a home grown generation tied once more to the land. Relena still had her `trainees' to the `perfect Peace Principle', though in the last few years the lessons had been rather modified with the growing maturity of the Princess and her greater understanding of human nature. At least the girl was sensible enough to keep the daughters of the wealthy and politically active ESUN members away from her brother. Heaven forbid Milliardo should be accused of spending time with one of those air heads who, unfortunately, might well end up as wives to future world leaders. It simply would not do to be presented with one of them as Queen. Perish the thought in the deepest pit of a fiery crater at the furthest ends of the Earth! Well, some of them were not so bad, but there were some amidst the gaggle of geese who were enough to do more than merely try her patience. And not a one of them contained the kind of strength and backbone she needed to become a Sister of the Order of Grisselda. Air headed ninnies, that was all she could think of them as. Unsuitable to be a Guardian though some few would no doubt mature into something that might be worth developing by someone to be of more use than breeding another air headed generation. In this day and age a girl needed a strong backbone. One had to stand tall and straight and keep on walking, no matter what obstacle was presented. Relena had proven herself capable and at one stage Anastasia admitted she had despaired of that, but the girl had ended up proving her bloodline. Now if she was only ready to be approached as her predecessors had been to take her place within the Order. But not yet. Not quite yet. ~ * ~ |
