Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is still not mine so please do not sue.
Okay this chapter has some Trowa in it but not a lot of Wufei…that's coming. And of course the newly formed Duo Maxwell Gang is in this chapter.
Trowa shoved the pan into the water in hopes of finding more. No such luck. But he had one nugget of gold. One beautiful nugget. Trowa ran away from the site. No one would get his gold. No one.
Trowa ran to the appraisal office. Closed. He'd have to wait until tomorrow. Wait tomorrow's Sunday. He wouldn't be able to go then either. Oh well he could wait. He walked slowly home making sure no thugs or outlaws were following him and with his hand in his pocket feeling his gold nugget.
Trowa looked at the sober setting of the western town. Signs proclaimed "SALON" and "WINNER FACTORY OPENS SUNDAY, JANUARY 8 AT 1:00 PM!!! SIGN UP FOR A JOB NOW!!!" Trowa felt homesick for Cleveland and the big top. His silly tent hardly gave him the same thrill as seeing the large circus tent.
He shimmied inside the small tent and lay down on his third rate sleeping bag. He took out his gold nugget and admired it. Then he remembered you could see whatever someone was doing inside this tent as plain as day and he put the nugget away.
Trowa had a hard time sleeping that night for his memory quickly reminded him of the stories of ruthless gold stealing outlaws his fellow miners had told. He stayed up all night protecting his gold. At dawn he rustled in his small bag for the gun the circus manager had given him before he had left Cleveland.
He sat up and got out of his tent to fill his canteen at the well near by his camping site. There were dark shadows by the well. "HEERO!!!" A voice complained.
"What?"
"Quatre and I both have alias. You need one too."
"Oh no I don't. I'm fine just being a full time outlaw."
"Melanie…or should I say Duo let Heero do what he wants. Just because we have alias's doesn't mean he has too."
"I agree."
"Fine. Mr. Winner fine."
"Duo. I told you call Bright Horse when I'm with you."
"You have such a weird alias."
"I like it. It makes me sound like an Indian (sorry they didn't call them Native Americans at this time)."
Trowa gasped. These guys were outlaws.
"Why would you…"
"HUSH!!! Someone's listening."
Trowa covered his mouth as footsteps came closer to his hiding place. "AHA!!! AN EAVESDROPPER!!!" Duo yelled.
Trowa gulped and backed away. Then he remembered his gun and reached for it. He pointed it to Duo's head. "Why has this been happening lately?" Duo said nervously.
Heero appeared with his gun to Trowa's head. Quatre reached into Duo's pocket and put Duo's gun to Trowa's head.
"Search him for valuables." Duo commanded.
Heero stuck his hand in Trowa's pocket and pulled out Trowa's gold nugget. "Gold." Duo breathed.
"No." Quatre said.
"What?" Duo asked.
"I've seen gold. I have gold. And that my friends is not gold. Its fools gold."
"WHAT???" Duo exclaimed.
Nothing passed over Trowa's face. But he was a professional at hiding emotion. But inside he was deeply disappointed.
"Good sir, may I ask what were you doing with fools gold?" Duo asked.
Trowa just smiled.
"Are you a mute?"
Trowa said nothing.
"He's no mute. He's just extremely brave…or extremely stupid." Heero said.
"Well I'll go with the latter. Hey bangs! Do you know who we are?"
"I've heard of you." Trowa said.
"So he speaks! Well why don't we give you a ten second head start. Go on now run."
"I don't need to."
"Really well…"
Trowa jumped and landed in the tree branches. Duo gasped and smiled. "Let me guess…New York."
"Cleveland actually."
"Cleveland…I wish they had a Duoland. Well any who where did you learn to jump like that?"
"I'm an acrobat…well okay actually part clown park acrobat."
"Cool. I love the circus. And we could defiantly use a limber addition to the Duo Maxwell Gang."
"No catch?"
"No catch. But you need an alias."
"OH NO HE DOESN'T!!!"
Wufei will be in the next chapter. Sorry he wasn't in this one. :-D.
Okay this chapter has some Trowa in it but not a lot of Wufei…that's coming. And of course the newly formed Duo Maxwell Gang is in this chapter.
Trowa shoved the pan into the water in hopes of finding more. No such luck. But he had one nugget of gold. One beautiful nugget. Trowa ran away from the site. No one would get his gold. No one.
Trowa ran to the appraisal office. Closed. He'd have to wait until tomorrow. Wait tomorrow's Sunday. He wouldn't be able to go then either. Oh well he could wait. He walked slowly home making sure no thugs or outlaws were following him and with his hand in his pocket feeling his gold nugget.
Trowa looked at the sober setting of the western town. Signs proclaimed "SALON" and "WINNER FACTORY OPENS SUNDAY, JANUARY 8 AT 1:00 PM!!! SIGN UP FOR A JOB NOW!!!" Trowa felt homesick for Cleveland and the big top. His silly tent hardly gave him the same thrill as seeing the large circus tent.
He shimmied inside the small tent and lay down on his third rate sleeping bag. He took out his gold nugget and admired it. Then he remembered you could see whatever someone was doing inside this tent as plain as day and he put the nugget away.
Trowa had a hard time sleeping that night for his memory quickly reminded him of the stories of ruthless gold stealing outlaws his fellow miners had told. He stayed up all night protecting his gold. At dawn he rustled in his small bag for the gun the circus manager had given him before he had left Cleveland.
He sat up and got out of his tent to fill his canteen at the well near by his camping site. There were dark shadows by the well. "HEERO!!!" A voice complained.
"What?"
"Quatre and I both have alias. You need one too."
"Oh no I don't. I'm fine just being a full time outlaw."
"Melanie…or should I say Duo let Heero do what he wants. Just because we have alias's doesn't mean he has too."
"I agree."
"Fine. Mr. Winner fine."
"Duo. I told you call Bright Horse when I'm with you."
"You have such a weird alias."
"I like it. It makes me sound like an Indian (sorry they didn't call them Native Americans at this time)."
Trowa gasped. These guys were outlaws.
"Why would you…"
"HUSH!!! Someone's listening."
Trowa covered his mouth as footsteps came closer to his hiding place. "AHA!!! AN EAVESDROPPER!!!" Duo yelled.
Trowa gulped and backed away. Then he remembered his gun and reached for it. He pointed it to Duo's head. "Why has this been happening lately?" Duo said nervously.
Heero appeared with his gun to Trowa's head. Quatre reached into Duo's pocket and put Duo's gun to Trowa's head.
"Search him for valuables." Duo commanded.
Heero stuck his hand in Trowa's pocket and pulled out Trowa's gold nugget. "Gold." Duo breathed.
"No." Quatre said.
"What?" Duo asked.
"I've seen gold. I have gold. And that my friends is not gold. Its fools gold."
"WHAT???" Duo exclaimed.
Nothing passed over Trowa's face. But he was a professional at hiding emotion. But inside he was deeply disappointed.
"Good sir, may I ask what were you doing with fools gold?" Duo asked.
Trowa just smiled.
"Are you a mute?"
Trowa said nothing.
"He's no mute. He's just extremely brave…or extremely stupid." Heero said.
"Well I'll go with the latter. Hey bangs! Do you know who we are?"
"I've heard of you." Trowa said.
"So he speaks! Well why don't we give you a ten second head start. Go on now run."
"I don't need to."
"Really well…"
Trowa jumped and landed in the tree branches. Duo gasped and smiled. "Let me guess…New York."
"Cleveland actually."
"Cleveland…I wish they had a Duoland. Well any who where did you learn to jump like that?"
"I'm an acrobat…well okay actually part clown park acrobat."
"Cool. I love the circus. And we could defiantly use a limber addition to the Duo Maxwell Gang."
"No catch?"
"No catch. But you need an alias."
"OH NO HE DOESN'T!!!"
Wufei will be in the next chapter. Sorry he wasn't in this one. :-D.
