Sydney dropped a water bottle over his head. The noon sun was a menace, but it was worth it.
So worth it.
"On your marks" a jacked rabbit said, "One, two, three!"
Shots were fired, and TJ joined the others in the race. The lynx was in top shape; though both he and Sydney were muscular, TJ was the one taking diet and exercise more seriously.
"Woohoo Toby, go get them tiger!" Sydney said from his stand, having taken off his shirt and waving it as a flag.
TJ smiled adoringly, before continuing to focus on the race. He was in third place, behind a capybara, an ostrich and a tinamou. Cats could go fast, but they aren't well known for their endurance, so TJ threw all he could into the last three meters.
So by the fisnish line, TJ had won.
As he sucked in as much air as his lungs allowed, a bottle was brought in front of him,
"This is your prize for winning" Sydney said.
TJ drank the whole bottle in one go, before staring seductively at Sydney.
"I thought my prize would be more... enticing..."
"A water bottle isn't enticing enough for ya?" Sydney retorted.
TJ rolled his eyes, but kissed his lover all the same.
They held paws, waiting for the real Olympics to begin.
