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Gundam Wing: The Golden Years



Duo, Heero, Quatre, and Wufei sat around a coffee table playing rummy in the lounge of their old folks' home. Quatre won for the fifth time.

"You're cheating, Quatre!" Duo accused, pointing an arthritic finger.

"I am not!" Quatre ran a hand through his white hair. "I'm just lucky is all."

"Shut up," Wufei growled.

"Soon as Quatre stops cheating," Duo muttered under his breath.

"Duo…" Heero started, exasperated. Duo leaned over and yanked out Heero's hearing aid.
"Give that back, Duo!" Heero demanded. Duo just grinned mischievously.

Heero was about to spring from his chair - well, as much as a 95 year old geezer could spring anywhere - when Trowa rolled up in his wheelchair.

"Remember when we used to fly those Gundams?" Trowa said, the only complete sentence he seemed to know anymore.

Quatre scratched his head confusedly. "Eh… what's a Gundam?"

"Why would I want some condoms, Quatre?" Heero asked loudly.

"I said, WHAT'S A GUNDAM?"

Heero nodded and reached up to adjust his hearing aid. When he didn't find it, he frowned and shouted, "Where's my hearing aid?"

Duo dangled it in front of Heero's face. "Right here."

Heero lunged at Duo, arm outstretched to grab the hearing aid, but fell on the floor with a sickening crack.

Then Relena staggered in with her cane. "You know you want me!" she hollered at Heero. "Uh.. what's your name again?"

Wufei looked down at Heero. "I'd come finish you off myself, but I don't fight weaklings."

"I THINK I BROKE A HIP!" Heero yelled at the top of his lungs.

That brought three nurses running over. They took Heero to the hospital and doped up the former pilots until the four were drooling.


The End.