Short Story Soup

Gloria (gxg)

A/N: So, I have a friend who REALLY likes Gal Gadot. I know, you're shocked. But in this case, I (for whatever reason) said I'd make a story with her and Gal, though protecting her name to protect the innocent of course. But, Gal is married and has kids, and it wouldn't be right to mess that up, so we had to come up with something else. No, not robot Gal! 

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Gal Gadot. She's the dream, right? Well, she's my dream that is for damned sure. Millions of people around the world dream and fantasize about her, but guess who is going to meet her?

Yep, me!

It was pure luck, but I'll take it. It was a standard boring day at work when one of my coworkers, a cute new girl who I think is just adorable, squealed happily when she showed me an online contest to be an extra in Gal's new Wonder Woman 3 movie that they're filming down in Australia. Two weeks in Brisbane on the set of the movie as well as being in it? Yeah, as soon as she mentioned it, literally everyone in the office entered the contest. Yes, me included.

But of all the people around the world who entered, I'm the one who won.

You can call me Gloria, and in my mind, Gal is the most perfect creature to walk the planet earth. I'm only 5'4" tall and have dark hair and eyes that are so dark they're almost black. I live in Malaysia, and so my infatuation with Gal is only in my head, since even if she were to somehow fly here and fall in love with me, it would be illegal for us to be together.

But in my mind, she's mine. I know, it is stupid. She's married, and she has kids. She's famous. Maybe she'd just let me clone her and take the copy?

So as my flight descended into Brisbane, several hours overdue, I was almost vibrating in place with nerves and lack of sleep. Luckily, there was a man with a sign for me after customs to take me to the hotel, where I promptly checked in, went up the elevator to my room, dropped my bags on the floor and flopped like a zombie onto the bed where I fell happily asleep.

You might be surprised, but I dreamed about Gal.

When I finally woke up, my phone was dead, and my stomach was rumbling like one of the native koalas. I had been too tired to eat or worry about a phone charge the previous evening so my phone was dead and my stomach was empty. I also never had a chance to check in with the film crew yesterday, so I had no idea when I was supposed to film my scene. But I knew it was soon, because the rest of the time I was supposed to be able to watch the shoot and have fun. Not wanting to miss anything important, I stumbled to the elevator, pressed the lobby button, and tried to ignore my tummy's mating call as it searched for the food that would quench its hunger. I kept pressing the power button to my phone, but it just stayed dark. Dead.

With a little ding the elevator door opened to the most astonishing sight. There were two men carrying an unconscious Gal in a Wonder Woman outfit standing at the elevator door, waiting to get on! Holy shit, they were kidnapping Gal!

Not if I could help it!

Thinking quickly, I kicked the one on the left right in the groin, causing him to drop Gal's feet. I then threw my phone at the one on the right's face. He stumbled backwards, while dropping Gal. I rushed forward, catching her under the shoulders so she didn't hit her head, then dragged her into the elevator with me, smashing the button for the 25th floor to go back to my room and hide.

Holy crap, I touched Gal! I saved her from kidnappers!

I turned to kneel next to her and examined her to make sure she hadn't been hurt by the men and realized a couple of things very quickly. First, judging by the grin and the open eyes, she wasn't unconscious. Second, it wasn't Gal Gadot.