Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Dreams ❯ Golden Dreams ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own the G Boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.

 

Warnings: My twisted sense of humor?

 

Rating: PG 13

 

Pairings: None

 

Summary: Duo's watching TV when he has an odd idea.

 

AN: This came to me completely out of the blue when watching the Olympics. There's no plot, no point either really, just a bit of fun.

 

Unbetaed

 

“Golden Dreams”

 

August 2008 ShenLong

 

 

Duo lay sprawled out on the couch in the lounge room of the current safe house they were all lying low in. The television was on and for once the braided teen wasn't channel surfing, but actually watching something.

 

Sitting comfortably on the other couch, Trowa and Quatre were side by side whilst Wufei was polishing his Katana. Heero, as usual, was checking his laptop.

 

“Yanno, these Olympic Games they used to hold way back, I reckon they should start to have them again,” Duo commented as his eyes watched the documentary on the old Earth tradition of the Olympic Games on television.

 

“Why? You think you would be good enough to compete?” Wufei snipped.

 

“Why not? I think there's an event that each one of us could do,” Duo replied and sat up a little, his mind obviously ticking over.

 

“Really? Like what?” Wufei questioned as he wiped the sparkling blade again.

 

“Well, there's the Fencing. I bet you would do great in that, Wu-man.”

 

“Great? I'd be better than great, Maxwell. I'd win the gold,” Wufei replied with a smirk.

 

“Heero would be a sure bet in the weightlifting,” Duo continued in his matching of his friends to an Olympic sport.

 

“Hn.”

 

“And the shooting. Actually, I think I'd do rather well in the shooting myself,” Duo added with a snicker.

 

“I would have thought the boxing would be more your style, Duo,” Quatre piped up.

 

“Now that's a thought,” Duo mused.

 

“Trowa would blitz the field in the Gymnastics,” Heero stated, getting into the conversation.

 

“...” Trowa suggested silently.

 

“Hai. Or the track and field. With those long legs he'd easily out sprint everyone else.”

 

“What about me?” Quatre asked, feeling a little left out.

 

“I don't think they have a gold medal for tea drinking, Quat.”

 

“Thanks, thanks a lot, ex-buddy.”

 

“Wufei would be a good diver, or maybe a swimmer,” Heero offered.

 

“I'd have thought he'd be more suited to the BMX racing; after the way he handles a dirt bike, the deadly treadly shouldn't pose any problems,” Duo put in.

 

“Personally, I'd prefer the martial arts or Judo,” Wufei snapped.

 

“You four would be a great team in the cox less four's rowing,” Quatre offered, only to be greeted by silence.

 

“I don't think we'd qualify for that, Q-man,” Duo replied as he held his snickers.

 

“Eh? Why not?”

 

“We all have cocks.”

 

“Duo! That's not what I meant!”

 

~ Owari ~