In the American cabins at night, the EFP are having a talk in the main room.
"ARUGH!!!" Peyton slams his fist on the table that is in the middle of the circle of chairs they are sitting in in outrage. "What. Is. Going on?!" Nobody answers. "At the beginning, everything is perfect. But all of a sudden, other countries start getting the gold and sometimes, USA doesn't even medal in an event! Can someone explain to me why this is happening?!" Everyone just stares at Peyton with shock. Peyton turns to Colin. "Colin, explain to me why this is happening."
"Uhhh...." Colin's brown eyes are wide. He shrugs. "I dunno, but at least our hockey team and figure skaters are doing great."
"Yea...at least."
"I think I know why this is happening!" Drew pipes in.
Peyton turns to Drew. "Why?"
"It's because the GFP are here!" Drew throws his hands up in the air. "Duh!"
"Don't 'duh' me!" Peyton snaps. "Rodgers did tell me that, but I hadn't seen them at all here...." Peyton scans around the room. "So I'm doubting it."
Footsteps echo through the hallway they are next to, getting closer to them; singing is also following the footsteps.
"What's that song called?" Aaron asks.
"The song that some person is singing right now?" Michael confirms.
"Yea."
"I dunno."
Tony Romo comes into view, singing the breakdown of Medicine by Daughter (Sound Remedy Remix).
The EFP just looks down at him.
Tony stops walking and singing and looks at them with his brown eyes wide. "Uh-oh," he says in a kiddish, high-pitched voice. He speeds quickly out of the cabins.
"Found one!" Aaron points to where Tony was at just seconds ago.
"Michael!" Peyton shouts. "Get him!"
Michael stands up quickly. "Right on it!" He flies out of the cabin. He soars into the air like an eagle right above Tony.
Tony sees Michael and he whistles. A light, powder blue pony trots into view and Tony hops on it; he starts riding it like the wind. Tony turns around and smiles at Michael. "You can't catch me! You can't catch me! Na, na, na, na, na, na!" He starts laughing like a chipmunk.
"Oh yes I can, you cowboy midget!" Michael puts his arms by his side and begins to dive rapidly towards Tony.
"AHHHHHHH!!! Oh NO! OH no!!!"
Jay Cutler comes out of nowhere and tackles Michael to the ground. Andrew Luck wanders into view and drops a horseshoe on Michael's head, knocking him out.
Tony claps excitedly. "Yay! I'm saved!" He jumps down from his horse and runs over to Jay. He hugs his waist since he's so short. "Love, love." Tony looks up at Jay and smiles.
"Get off of me, Romo." Jay shoves Tony off of him. "You gotta be more careful next time." He points at Tony. "I'm not always gonna be around to save you, okay?"
"I'll be with you all the time, then!" Tony hugs him again. "Yay!"
Jay crosses his arms and mutters. "You gotta be kidding me...."
Andrew taps Tony's head. "Where are we?"
"We're at Sochi for the thousandth time!" Jay snaps impatiently.
"I was asking him, not you." Andrew taps Jay's forearm with his horseshoe. "Where are we?"
"We. Are. At. Sochi!" Jay shouts.
Andrew taps Jay again with his horseshoe. "Where's Sochi?"
"In Russia," Jay replies flatly.
Andrew taps Jay again. "Where's Russia?"
"In Asia." Jay pauses and looks around. "And in Europe."
Andrew taps Jay again. "Where's Asia and--"
Jay pushes Tony off of him and begins to storm off. "Look at a map, Lost! Gosh!" He walks away.
Andrew frowns.
Tony pats Andrew's back. "Love, love."
Andrew looks at Tony. "Thanks. But do you know where Asia and Europe is?"
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AAOOOSC! The Movie!
FanfictionIt's that time of every four years when the Winter Olympics roll around and the top athletes compete in a foreign country, representing their home country. But that also means that our heroes are also shipped to Sochi, having to play with their enem...
