Strut Your Stuff, Quatre!
Author's Note:Last chance to vote!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Once again, all the contestants had gathered back stage, and once again, it was hectic. The Gundam pilots huddled in a corner, making their battle plans.
OK, everyone got that? Heero asked, looking around. Let's go over it one more time. Duo, you'll be coming in from the west. Trowa, the east, Quatre, south, and Wufei, north. I'll cover all four of you. We'll get away from the party as soon as the winner's announced. Use the distraction to start firing. Is everyone set?
They all nodded. Duo looked around, and noticed that the organizer dude was, well, organizing.
Uh, I think we're supposed to be over there, he said pointing to the opposite side of the room, where the BBB were competing for dressing rooms. He looked around at his fellow pilots. You guys did remember to bring swim trunks, right?
A purple-haired boy popped in out of nowhere. Somebody call me?
Swim trunks, not Saijin Trunks.
The other pilots pulled out swim trunks. Heero looked at his distastefully. They were a gaudy floral print.
Relena dropped these off for me. I didn't have time to get another pair.
Duo's swim trunks were black (of course), Trowa's were white, Wufei's were blue, and Quatre's were pink.
I thought that only applied to your shirts? Trowa asked, regarding the pink trunks. Quatre blushed and mumbled something.
Despite the fight for change rooms, the Gundam pilots got changed pretty quickly. I would like all my readers to pause and take a moment to visualize your favourite pilot in swim trunks.
Have you all taken your moment? Good.
Out of curiosity, Duo peeked through the curtain hiding the stage. He surveyed the audience for a minute, then pulled back his head and swore.
What's wrong? Quatre asked
Hilde's out there!
Quatre poked his head out of the curtain. After a minute, he pulled his head back in and swore. Everyone looked rather surprised to hear the blonde Arab swear.
What's wrong? Trowa asked him.
All 29 of my sisters AND Dorothy are out there!
Now everyone poked their heads out the curtain. Five pairs of eyes swept the audience.
Oh no! Catherine!
Kuso! Sally!
Now a sixth pair of eyes joined the survey. The sixth pair and Heero's both stopped on one person. In unison, Heero and Zechs both said, Shit! Relena!
They all made ready to flee from their 'loved ones', but before they could, the organizer dude said,
OK, let's get started. You five, there by the curtain! You're first.
stammered Quatre.
The BBB pushed them on stage. The spot light centered on them and for a second, they froze. Then the organizer dude announced through a microphone,
Here we have Duo Maxwell, Heero Yuy, Chang Wufei, Quatre Winner, and Trowa Barton! They got a polite round of applause, and then Duo recovered. He strutted out to centre stage and turned, giving the audience a full view of his ahem assets. The other Gundam pilots followed his example, though not quite as enthusiastically. As soon as the next group of boys appeared onstage, the Gundam pilots beat a hasty retreat, shedding their trunks as soon as possible and leaving before the GGG realized where they were going.
The GGG had posted scouts outside, though, so once again, the Gundam pilots were running for their lives, or at least their single status. The chase was led for almost half an hour before the GGG gave up and returned to stalk the rest of the contestants.
Once having evaded the clutches of the notorious GGG, the Gundam pilots collapsed in a nearby bar, and bought themselves a round to celebrate their escape.
Author's Note: It was short, pointless, but it was written!!