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Chapter 7
A/N - Ok I might be grasping at straws further on for the reason why the ducks al got into the same college but it was the only reason I could think of.
A gentleman sat opposite Charlie, Portman and Fulton, hidden behind a newspaper, he watched as they chatted amongst themselves. He noticed as 4 other young people sat at the other end of the room. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. They were all on the same team, but none had recognized each other. 4 other ducks were heading towards the doors. He hoped they would recognize each other at least before they got on the plane.
"Guy, Connie, Goldberg"? Ken nearly screamed.
"What the". Charlie stood at the sound of his friends name.
"Huh". Connie replied as she looked at Ken, Averman, Dwaine and Luis then at Charlie, Fulton and Portman.
After reuniting right there, the ducks looked at each other rather confused to why they were all in the same place.
"Hold on, why are you guy's here"? Charlie asked eventually.
"Where waiting to board the plane to LA". Connie spoke for herself, Guy and Goldberg. "What about you"?
"Where doing the same". Dwaine said.
"Hold it, what college's are you going to". Portman demanded to know.
He got the same response from everyone. UCLA.
"I thought we couldn't all get in the same college". Fulton said.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out". The gentleman who had been reading the paper stood an made his way over to them.
"COACH BOMBAY". They all yelled and ran over to him.
"Just tell me what I tried to teach you when you all first started as team USA". Gordon said as he accepted hugs from his old team. "Communication". He said smiling.
"Well, we have been communicating Coach, it's just that we didn't communicate about college". Averman retorted.
"I have a perfect explanation for that one". Kenny replied. "None of us wanted to talk about college because we all thought we were being split up and didn't want to think about us having to end the ducks". Ken continued.
"Ok, fair enough, now lets get on that plane". Gordon rounded them towards the gate.
"What your coming with us"? Charlie asked ecstatically.
"Well I'm sort of going to be one of your Coaches". Gordon let out his secret, making the ducks cheer.
"Hang on a minute, you said one of, who's the other"? Connie asked over the cheering.
"I don't know". Gordon answered straight faced, he knew perfectly well who the other Coach was.
As they were making their way to the gate, the voice over the tanoy informed them that their flight was delayed by at least an hour.
"Great, we'll not get there till tomorrow morning now". Charlie said.
"Don't worry about it, I've got a feeling your other Coach will understand". Gordon informed them.
"You gonna put a good word in for us". Goldberg rested his arm around Bombay's shoulder.
"And let you get away with murder, I don't think so". Gordon tormented.
"Coach, how come you didn't tell us you'd got us all into the same college"? Charlie asked after 10 minutes of waiting.
"I wanted to surprise you, I had an idea that this would happen and it was the perfect opportunity".
"Ok, so HOW did you get us all into the same college and get the job as our Coach"? Luis questioned
"Well, I told the college that you would bring attention to the place, show the country that UCLA wasn't just an academic college but students could do just as well in sport while studying, and I got the job because there was no-one else qualified enough to cope with you guys".
"Well, I'm definitely glad you did". Connie expressed her gratitude to her old pee wee Coach for keeping the ducks together.
Well, Here's to another chapter. PLEASE R&R!!!
Chapter 7
A/N - Ok I might be grasping at straws further on for the reason why the ducks al got into the same college but it was the only reason I could think of.
A gentleman sat opposite Charlie, Portman and Fulton, hidden behind a newspaper, he watched as they chatted amongst themselves. He noticed as 4 other young people sat at the other end of the room. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. They were all on the same team, but none had recognized each other. 4 other ducks were heading towards the doors. He hoped they would recognize each other at least before they got on the plane.
"Guy, Connie, Goldberg"? Ken nearly screamed.
"What the". Charlie stood at the sound of his friends name.
"Huh". Connie replied as she looked at Ken, Averman, Dwaine and Luis then at Charlie, Fulton and Portman.
After reuniting right there, the ducks looked at each other rather confused to why they were all in the same place.
"Hold on, why are you guy's here"? Charlie asked eventually.
"Where waiting to board the plane to LA". Connie spoke for herself, Guy and Goldberg. "What about you"?
"Where doing the same". Dwaine said.
"Hold it, what college's are you going to". Portman demanded to know.
He got the same response from everyone. UCLA.
"I thought we couldn't all get in the same college". Fulton said.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out". The gentleman who had been reading the paper stood an made his way over to them.
"COACH BOMBAY". They all yelled and ran over to him.
"Just tell me what I tried to teach you when you all first started as team USA". Gordon said as he accepted hugs from his old team. "Communication". He said smiling.
"Well, we have been communicating Coach, it's just that we didn't communicate about college". Averman retorted.
"I have a perfect explanation for that one". Kenny replied. "None of us wanted to talk about college because we all thought we were being split up and didn't want to think about us having to end the ducks". Ken continued.
"Ok, fair enough, now lets get on that plane". Gordon rounded them towards the gate.
"What your coming with us"? Charlie asked ecstatically.
"Well I'm sort of going to be one of your Coaches". Gordon let out his secret, making the ducks cheer.
"Hang on a minute, you said one of, who's the other"? Connie asked over the cheering.
"I don't know". Gordon answered straight faced, he knew perfectly well who the other Coach was.
As they were making their way to the gate, the voice over the tanoy informed them that their flight was delayed by at least an hour.
"Great, we'll not get there till tomorrow morning now". Charlie said.
"Don't worry about it, I've got a feeling your other Coach will understand". Gordon informed them.
"You gonna put a good word in for us". Goldberg rested his arm around Bombay's shoulder.
"And let you get away with murder, I don't think so". Gordon tormented.
"Coach, how come you didn't tell us you'd got us all into the same college"? Charlie asked after 10 minutes of waiting.
"I wanted to surprise you, I had an idea that this would happen and it was the perfect opportunity".
"Ok, so HOW did you get us all into the same college and get the job as our Coach"? Luis questioned
"Well, I told the college that you would bring attention to the place, show the country that UCLA wasn't just an academic college but students could do just as well in sport while studying, and I got the job because there was no-one else qualified enough to cope with you guys".
"Well, I'm definitely glad you did". Connie expressed her gratitude to her old pee wee Coach for keeping the ducks together.
Well, Here's to another chapter. PLEASE R&R!!!