Gold Happens...

“Mhm.”

“HAHAHAH. L-O-L.” Yoyo burst out laughing.

“Nobody says that out loud but okay.”

“Oh My Goodness.Wow. Hold on…”

“Please don't take a picture. Why are you torturing me?”

“haha...HAHAHAHA.”

“Get it out of your system. Go ahead.”

“Ohmy-HAHAHAHA”

 “Why are you doing this to me? What have I ever done to you man?”

“Oh relax relax it’ll be between us. And Maverick. And Amanda. Maybe Julian. Definitely Ember-”

“You don't show this to NOBODY. Especially Ember. I will kill you, you hear me. I will kill you!” Duncan grabbed the girl by the jacket.

“Yea. Okay. What are you gonna do, put her in a shitty situation like yours? HAHAHAHA…”

“See this? This is why I don't invite anybody over to my house. This is why nobody knows nothing about me except I hate all of you!”

“Oh, we still love you though-shit for brains! HAHAHAHA”

“Ughhh! Get out! Get out!”

“Alright alright,” Yoyo turned to leave, then suddenly turned around. “Oowie! That's a nice photo. Damn, I’m a photographer. Nice high def. You can see the little shards in it and everything. Geez dude what did you eat?”

“I don't know. Waffles...Some Cheetos. Maybe some spinach dip.”

“Well goddamn, it did the job because somebody is going to be in the Guinness Book of World records for-”

“Ahh ahh ahh! Shut up! You’re too loud!” Duncan slammed the door shut.

“What's going on in here?” Maverick opened it a second later

“Maverick! SO good to see you! Bro take a look at this-”

“Don't show him!”

“Look at it. Bam!”

“...Jesus Dunc’ You took this?” the bodybuilder stared at him wide-eyed.

“No!-” Duncan raced to the seat.

“Aww don't flush it, wait wait wait-”

“Screw you guys!”

“Hold up. Maverick you seeing that?”

“Wh-oh wow…”

“Oh, guys don't look at it!” Duncan whined.

“Nah bro but look. Come over here Dunc’” Yoyo waved him over.

“I’m not gonna look at that!”

“It's...it's...wow. Oh my gosh.. It’s so…”

“Beautiful,” Maverick muttered

“Yoyo...Maverick? Are you two crying? What the heck? It's not even that- oh wow. I did that?”

“Yo...Yoyo?”

“Yea Maverick?”

“That’s like actual gold.”

“No, it's not.”

“No really. Touch it.”

“I’m not touching it! But I will take another picture.”

“Stop that guys goddamn!”

“Well somebody has to touch it!”

“Why don't you touch it Maverick?”

“After I just sanitized my hands? Heck no. You touch it. Use one of your batons-”

“Escrima sticks. And I’m not letting my babies go nowhere near it.”

“Hold on guys. Move over.” Duncan aimed the toilet wand.

“Wh-oh no you’re not. No!”

“I'm putting this on TikTok!” Yoyo snickered.

“Send that to me, I’m gonna put a nice caption on my Insta’” 

“Wow, that's the real deal. Real gold. I really did that.”

“Or it could look like gold. Maverick touch it, that's the only way we’ll know.”

“Why me?”

“DUH dumbass. You can shift into it!”

“I’m not turning into that type of gold.”

“Well fine then. Guess I’ll get Amanda or Julian here to-”

“NO!” Duncan yelled.

“Alright alright! But how are we gonna prove it's the real thing?”

“....Maverick touch it,” Duncan muttered.

“No.”

“Do it.”

“Hell. No.”

“Alright then. Then nobody is gonna get the cut of the money I get from selling this crap.”

“Pun intended?”

“Shut up!”

“I’m still not touching it. And cut?”

“Yea. I’m so selling this?”

“Wow. the lack of shame these days.”

“You took a picture of it. You have no shame.”

“You are absolutely right. Maverick touch it.”

“I am not touching this shit!”

“Pun intended.”

“Shut up Yoyo!”

“Don't hate on me, I didn't make it. Well if we are gonna make a profit from this-”

“I am. It’s mine, I made it.”

“Oh, you’re selfish. Maverick touch it and see.”

“Listen to me kids. I have never-ever-and never-ever-going to touch THIS“

“Welp sucks for you because that means you get no cut from it.”

“Who the hell are you to decide that, it's his crap.”

“He stands corrected-it's mine.”

“Jesus bro like. How long did it take for you to do this?”

“Get that camera outta my face.”

“But I gotta get the man who's going down in history as the first person to-”

“Delete it!” Duncan stared daggers into Yoyo.

“But-”

“DELETE IT.”

Yoyo smacked her lips. “I can't ever do anything cool in this place...Maverick touch it.”

“For the last time kid. I ain't touching it. Now you can go get a spare set of gloves-like the ones in the kitchen Amanda uses for cooking- and pick this up-then put it in on of ember’s Prada bags because she shouldn't have ate my damn Philly cheesesteak that as in the ‘fridgerator- and we can take this to a pawn shop and make-”

“Bank! So much bank!”

“And I’m telling you two for the last time. If you don't delete that video nobody is going to get the money.”

“Ah blah blah. We gotta come up with a name!’

“A name for this or for Dunc’”

“Oh god no not the gold. For this guy right here.”

“Hmmm,” Maverick thought. “How about Golden Dropper?”

“Neh. How about Gumdrop?”

“HAH! Or how about…”

“Shit for brains-” the two said in unison. Duncan contemplated grabbing the rifle out of Julian’s study and shooting the two with it.

“Shit happens?”

“No, no Maverick! We must be classy. The name must represent his powers. Hmm.”

“Gold...sh-”

“You’re gonna do this in front of me?” Duncan protested.

“Yep,” Yoyo replied. “Now let's see...Gold Drop.”

“Gumdrop. Gold drop. Whippin’ and cookin’ the hotbox.”

“Shitty and boujee?” Yoyo pondered.

“I’m coming up dry.”

“Changed my mind, Gumdrop sounds perfect. It's vague but hilarious.”

“Guys-” 

“I agree Watson.” Maverick agreed.

“Watson? I’m smarter than you?’

“Said who?”

“Said the one who made it to high school!”

“I dropped out. School’s a scam.”

“Heh, tell me about it.”

“Guys look!” Duncan pointed.

Maverick and Yoyo stared into the toilet to see it. The golden chunk of crap started to...change. Golden light blinded them. When their eyes adjusted, a large crack like lightning was embedded in the rock.  “Oh. My. God.”

“Is that…?” Maverick hovered a hand towards it.

“Keep going…”

Maverick yanked his hand back in pain. “Argh! What the fu-”

“Something is in there.” Duncan stared into the rock. “Something is moving in there.”

The trio jumped in unison as the rock cracked open and the light invaded the room. When the light faded, chirping filled their ears. They stared into the toilet seat to see a...creature.

“No way. No freaking way. The man is a mom!”

“Nonononono,” Duncan stood in the corner. “Why today of all days? I just wanted to take a crap!”

“Well Dunc’,” Yoyo grinned. “Looks like you can shit gold-and a baby dragon.”