A/N: I tried to fix the large paragraph problem bt I amy have over done it and thanks to all who have helped me with my grammar blunders, it is very much appreciated!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam, if I did there would be female Gundam pilots too...


"Come on guys, we've got to do something," the braided pilot said with a sigh.

"I have to agree with Duo on that one, it is rather dull around here," Quatre said as he looked up from his book.

"What are you talking about? You've had your nose in that book since we got home," Duo pointed out.

"What's it about anyway?" Trowa asked.

"Oh, nothing," Quatre said as he began reading it again. "Hey!" Quatre exclaimed when Duo snatched the book out of his hand.

"Quatre, I never guessed you would read this," Duo said as he flipped through the book.

"Duo, give it back!" Quatre complained as he reached for the book.

"Damn Quatre," Duo trailed off as he held the book out of Quatre's reach. "I didn't think you liked this sort of book," Duo said as he began reading it.

"Couldn't you read something else?" Trowa asked.

"I've read every book I own twice since the end of the war," Quatre replied as he gave up on getting his book back.

"So you resort to reading dime-store smut? Couldn't you read the Qua'ran or something?" Duo asked.

"I've read that three times," Quatre said with a sigh.

"But still, you must be really bored if you resort to reading this lewd stuff," Heero said as he took the book out of Duo's hand. "Maybe we should do something," he admitted when he saw what Quatre was reading.

"What did you have in mind?" Wu Fei asked.

"Maybe a vacation would be good for us," Trowa said with a shrug.

"So where are we going?" Quatre asked.

"We could go to California," Duo suggested.

"No," Wu Fei and Trowa said in unison.

"One American is almost too much," Heero retorted.

"Okay so you guys got any better ideas?" Duo said as he crossed his arms.

"How about Spain?" Quatre suggested hopefully.

"Sounds good, but where in Spain?" Trowa asked.

"Valencia is near the beach," Quatre pointed out.

"Valencia sounds good," Heero said as he returned Quatre's book.

"Do any of you speak Spanish?" Duo asked.

"Un poco," Quatre said.

"What?" Duo asked.

"A little," Heero translated.

"Then we'll have to depend on Quatre," Duo said with a sigh.

"Or you could learn the basics, just to get around, most places will speak English too," Quatre pointed out.

"Most of the natives will speak a little English, but if you want to have any real conversations you'll have to learn some Spanish," Trowa said.

"Great, beaches means girls, Spanish girls, Spanish girls I can't talk to," Duo said with a sigh.

"Maybe you'll meet a pretty hotel clerk, now let's get packing," Quatre said as he stood and started walking toward his room.


"Well we made it without getting kicked off the plane," Quatre said with a sigh of relief.

"It would have gone better if Heero hadn't of pulled a gun on me," Duo said accusingly.

"I wouldn't have pulled a gun on you if you would have kept quiet," Heero shot back with a glare.

"So what are we doing first?" Duo asked as he caught up with Quatre and Trowa.

"Checking into the hotel," Trowa said as he tried to get a taxi.

"Why won't they stop?" Quatre asked as he started trying as well.

"Check it out," Duo said as he pointed at a girl standing about ten yards away.

"Now is not the time Duo," Heero scolded.

"No, watch her," Duo said.

"What?" Trowa asked as he turned just in time to see her wave her hand. About ten taxis screeched to a halt in front of her. "Impressive," Trowa said.

"See that's why we need a girl around," Duo pointed out.

"Hurry one finally stopped," Quatre said as he picked up his suit case and walked toward the taxi.


A/N: Hope you liked it! And I hope I didn't over-do the small paragraph thing, now there aren't any paragraphs... Oh well, please review!