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"Yes, but we still need to locate the GTLGE. It was obviously not in the 'Treasure Room' with you."
"True. Hey, maybe Quatre will know."
Trowa quickly looked to Duo.
"Quatre's here?"
"Yeah. He went off with Dorothy. Something about needing his help."
"Where would they be?"
"Probably in her room. It's on the second floor."
Both Heero and Trowa clearly looked displeased at this announcement.
"What? What's wrong?"
"That far?" Trowa asked.
"It's only four floors up."
Heero and Trowa looked at Duo as if he grew twelve heads.
"For crying out loud, you make it sound like I'm going to make you climb the stairs."
"You're not?"
"There is an elevator. You know, tiny little box that moves people and things from floor to floor with a push of a button."
Trowa looked to Heero with a disgusted look.
"What?!!!" Heero countered.
"Twelve fucking hours, twelve hours, Yuy.... and thereWasAFUCKINGELEVATOR?!!!"
"It wasn't on the plans."
"SAVE IT!!! Duo, lead the way!"
Duo motioned for them to follow him. They found the elevator a scant ten meters from the staircase.
"Duo, why is it not giant-sized?" Trowa pondered.
"Dorothy said it just wasn't cost efficient to put two sizes in while her and Relena could very well use the stairs. She also said that Relena was getting a little chunky and could use the exercise."
The other pilots nodded their understanding.
Once all three were in, Duo hit the button for the second floor. Living Dead Girl played in the background as a racy elevator music remix.
"Okay, everyone! On the count of three, jump!" Duo shouted. "One,....Two,...."
Heero forcibly restrained the baka.
"Hn."
"Party pooper."
They finally reached the second floor and with a ding the doors opened.
"Dorothy's room should be the last one on the left."
"Duo, are you sure? The map J gave me lists it as Miscellaneous Room B."
Trowa cleared his throat and pulled Heero aside. He discreetly whispered something into Heero's ear that faintly sounded like "elevator".
Heero's eyes lit up with understanding.
"Oh, right. Sorry about that Duo."
Duo rolled his eyes and started off down the hallway.
Heero and Trowa finally caught up just as he reached Dorothy's door. Muffled talking could be heard through it.
Duo motioned for them to follow him through a small opening in the base of the door. Once in, an overturned hatbox made the perfect hideout. It allowed them to take in the room.
Across from them on an ornate oak dressing table was the GTLGE (Goose That Lays Golden Eggs). It was walking around the table placing golden eggs in strategic places and talking to Dorothy the whole time.
"And this should go here...And that should go there...You know that would look nice with a few ribbons, maybe a teddy bear head or two..."
"I really appreciate this, Quatre. You know me with my fashion sense. I'm mean, just look at what happened when I tweezed my eye brows."
The GTLGE nodded his head in understanding.
"It's not a problem. I love to do interior decorating."
Dorothy smiled down at her little goose.
"I'll just go get those ribbons and teddy bears you wanted." Having said this Dorothy left the room.
"Little putz. I get wired to a harp and he's up there playing happy homemaker."
Trowa gave Duo a dangerous look.
"Don't look at me like that! If I was you, I would be pissed off at how cozy he and Dorothy are."
Trowa didn't wait for the others. He took off to confront the goose about his flirty ways.
When Duo and Heero caught up to him, Trowa was frozen in his spot looking at Quatre.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?!!!" Duo being the only one not suffering from Medusa Syndrome asked the question they were all thinking.
"Www..what?!!!"
Quatre had in his hair three white feathers sticking up on the back of his head, chains and chains of gold bling encircled his neck, a green and yellow basket filled with golden eggs hung from his arm, and a set of blue and gold glitter fairy wings were attached to his back.
Duo had to close his eyes.
"The outfit, Quatre...the outfit..."
Quatre's eyes lit up. "Oh, do you like? I designed it myself."
Trowa broke free from his stasis. "Oh, babe..." Trowa cupped his hand to Quatre's cheek, "What have they done to you?"
"Nothing at all."
"Then why the get-up?" Duo interjected.
"Well, because I'm the Goose That Lays Golden Eggs, silly." Quatre rolled his eyes at the absurdity of the question.
"Riiight. Then why the bling?"
"It's all the rage with the GTLGE crowd lately. I couldn't be out of fashion."
This statement left the other pilots speechless, so Quatre continued.
"The three feathers signify my passage into manhood. Each representing a stage in my life. One as an egg. One as a gosling. And one as a mature adult."
The pilots were still caught in Quatre's explanation, and so he moved on to the next part of his unique ensemble.
"The green and yellow basket represents Mother Nature in her Maiden aspect. When it's combined with the golden eggs, it represents fertility for the GTLGE race. It also allows me to lay many eggs on a single outing instead of doing it one by one."
Quatre stopped seeming very proud of the thought he placed into the outfit.
"What about the wings?" Duo just had to ask it.
Quatre fingered the wings and blushed a pretty pink.
"Well...umm..."
"I mean they are blue and not very goose-like." Duo just kept pushing.
"Well... you know..."
"Know what, Quatre?"
Quatre quickly looked around to make sure they were alone. He then ran over to them and called a huddle.
"Well the thing is, Dorothy and Relena were out of goose wings when I arrived..."
"And..." the other three prompted.
"Well, SHE said that she had the perfect thing..."
"She?" Heero asked dumbly.
Quatre gestured to the closet.
"You didn't?!!!" Duo smacked Heero on the back of the head. "That was my line!"
Quatre grew frustrated and started ranting.
"What choice did I have? I need wings. SHE said that Rally '1' wasn't using them till Halloween."
"Do I even want to know?" Duo shook his head.
"It's no big deal. It's from her handmade Tinkerbell outfit. So kawaii, if a little short."
"Quatre, Tinkerbell doesn't have blue wings."
"Well, don't tell her that. She worked really hard on it."
The other three just looked at Quatre really hard, took a deep breath, and let it go.
"It's not important." Heero took control, "Trowa, grab the goose we're leaving."
To be continued...