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Art: Duo, Heero, heart thingy :)

Pic: Santa Clarita: Treasure Hunting

Fic: Santa Clarita: 4th of July 1/?

Santa Clarita: 4th of July by Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing
Notes: I have done this holiday before... I’ve written this exact day before, but I just want to do it again.
Warning:  Menage sex between the adults in the house.  Continuity is... questionable.  It is a time travel story. Stuff changes.

July 2nd - Main Bedroom

So their house had been printed from a custom file. There was a central bedroom off their private living space and each off them also had a private bedroom, so for the five of them, there were six bedrooms.  At that particular moment, Allen leaned against the headboard with one arm around Mary and the other around M2. Joel lay with his head on Allen’s hip and they all watched Martha, who knelt by Allen’s knees, one hand up, finger pointed, her need for order sending instructions out her mouth that no one was really of a mind to listening to. There were sixteen kids in the house at the moment, but only one of them had attempted grand theft auto twice in the last …

Fic: Santa Clarita: On the Job Training

Santa Clarita:  On The Job Training
by Max
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing.
Note: The boys are twenty-three, a couple years into medical school. Duo, Heero, and Wufei  are all in the same school.  
Warning: I didn't edit this or anything.. it's just written for me to have fun, and I thought I'd share it with you :)

Duo Maxwell had been Dr. Maxwell for over a year and he still hated the backseat of a police car.  It just brought so many things back for him, brought up panic he hadn’t felt in half a decade. He itched to have a pistol or two, to feel the weight of ammunition in his backpack. His hands gripped, half mauled his backpack, but emergency medical equipment just didn’t have the same weight distribution of scavenged ammunition and soda pop.  
“You okay back there Dr. Maxwell,” the woman cop asked, her eyes not leaving the screen stretching across the patrol car’s dashboard.
“Yeah, yeah, great,” Duo said, feeling his heart speed up just a little. “So do we get to stop…