Pairings: None <gasp of shock>

Notes: I had this written out (the first version was better, IMO), and it was finished. And, it was erased when I upgraded my harddrive. <sigh> So, I was left with just the general idea and rewrote it.

Disclaimers: Recognizable characters belong to Bandai, Sunrise, et al. No money is made from this and is just written to expunge another plot bunny from my head (1 down, 20+ to go!)

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He snapped awake and stared into brown eyes inches from his face.

The eyes blinked.

"What the..." Heero jerked back as his gun swung up in an automatic response to the intruder.

His 'assailant' gracefully walked across the now vacant bed and looked up at the nightstand.

"A cow?" Heero muttered in shock.

The black and white cow in question spread its feathery black wings and, after a few beats, flew to explore the nightstand. "A cow with wings?" The Japanese man closed his eyes and took deep breaths, hoping to dispel this hallucination.

"Moooooooooooooo."

"You're still here," Heero stated, glaring at the miniature cow with wings.

The cow mooed in reply.

The two stared at each other for an eternity before Heero turned on his heel and left the room.

His first stop was the lawn, where he grabbed a large handful of grass. Then, he filled a teacup with water and returned to his room.

Setting the items he had acquired on the nightstand, he watched as the tiny cow drank an chewed.

"Return home by morning," Heero ordered, climbing back into bed, stowing his gun into the holster attached to the underside of his pillow.

At six am sharp, the pilot woke, ready for the day's missions, only to find the same winged cow sound asleep on his chest.

Heero blinked a few times before poking the miniature animal. The cow woke up and stared at Heero, who stared back.

Finally breaking the staring contest, the cow stood up, flew to the nightstand and chewed on the grass still there. Heero got up a few moments later and continued his day as normal.

After a few days, he came to the conclusion that the cow was staying.

"You need a name," Heero declared.

"Mooooooo."

Debating on a name, Heero searched the internet on the proper care on cows, deciding that his new pet probably had the same basic physiology as normal sized bovines.

Heero, being an uncreative man in the area of naming, came up with four possibilities for a name: Zero, Relena, Dixie, or Spot.

What will Heero name his pet? You're guess is as good as mine! (Suggestions anyone?)

Explanation: I was staring off into space at work, and decided that Heero needed a pet. I have no idea why he got a miniature winged cow, but that's what he ended up with.