So I cannot borrow Sandlot 3 out so I am creating my own story. Because frankly, I haven't read a single Sandlot 3 fanfiction that revolves around what happened AFTER the movie, so here you go!
I own Ria and Sola and the plot line.
"Benny! Squint's kids took a kid out yesterday!" I shouted, throwing open his bedroom door. "It's like a repeat of Tommy." My cousin looked up, rolling his neck, and I pulled his arm. "Come on. You can see him tonight. The block party remember? It's like right now." He laughed and picked me up, swinging me up on his back, before charging down the stairs. I squealed, wrapping my arms around his neck, as Mama appeared.
"Benjamin Rodriguez! You be careful." Mama scolded, waving her spoon at him. Benny slowed down and had the decency to look apologetic.
"Sorry Sola." He muttered. She nodded, appeased, and disappeared back into the kitchen as Benny carried me outside. See, Mama is Benny's aunt, but they were born at the same time. Gran had Mama when Heather had Benny and it was really messed up.
"Hey Jet one and two!" I slid off Benny's back as Daphne appeared, holding two massive ice cream cones. "Let's go baby Jet!" She linked arms and all but dragged me towards the food table. "There ya go baby Spain." I scowled at the various nicknames she gave me and promptly walked off, knocking her ice cream out of her hand. "Hey what gives? I'm being nice ain't I?" I rolled my eyes and disappeared through the crowds of families, breaking into a jog when they thinned out a bit.
I deal with nicknames like that at school all the time. I know it sounds angsty and whiney but it gets really annoying. Every nickname has something to do with my relation to Benny or my origin. 'Little Jet' this, 'Baby Spain' that.
"Hey Maria!" However, the one thing that made it tolerable was Tommy. He's my best friend and is one of the only people who call me by my name. I grinned and threw my arm around his neck as he appeared beside me.
"What's up Santorelli? No balls hitting your noggin?" I asked, making a reference to two weeks ago. Tommy was the new kid and he was riding past the Sandlot, the place where Benny used to play baseball as a kid, and this bunch of guys manage to knock him out with a ball to the head. He'd woken up, gone all loco and claimed to be a massive baseball star. Tommy chuckled uncomfortably and I sniggered.
"Aww it's okay Mr Dodgers. You're all good now aye?" I said as we headed to the Sandlot. Surprisingly, the rest of Tommy's team were nowhere to be seen, so we sat on the pitcher's plate to watch the sunset.
"Hey, do you think about the future sometimes?" Tommy asked randomly. I propped myself up on my elbows and raised an eyebrow at him. "I mean, like all that stuff I ranted on about two weeks ago? Do you think that might actually happen?" I snorted and stood up.
"I personally hope not because you were being an arrogant punta rabia." I said, sticking my tongue out, knowing how annoyed he got when I slipped into Spanish. He scrunched up his face, trying to dig up the name from my extensive list of foreign curses.
"Yeah I got nothin' for that." He said. "Hey DP!" He shouted, waving his arm. I looked up, shaking my fringe out of my eyes, as Tommy's team arrived. Believe it or not, I haven't actually met them; they just know me as the Spanish kid.
"Hey Tommy, how ya doing?" DP asked, coming to a stop in front of us. I stood up, brushing the knees of my jean shorts off.
"I'll catch ya later Dodgers." I said, heading towards the fence. But Tommy grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a stop.
"Not so fast Ria. You haven't fully met the guys." He said, smirking. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest as I turned to face 'the guys'.
"I'm Ria, you're Squint's kids. Great going with the kid yesterday." I said. "There, you happy? I met them, they met me. I'm sure they're thrilled." I said.
"You single?" I choked and flushed bright red, which prompted Tommy and roar with laughter.
"Her? Single?" He choked out, wiping a tear away. "Of course. No boy is mad enough to go near her." I scowled at my best friend and he straightened up, trying to muffle his giggles.
"Why?" The blonde one asked. I think he's a grade above me or something.
"Dude, her cousin is the Jet." Tommy said. Their jaws dropped and I shifted awkwardly from foot to foot.
"You're the one they all call Little Jet!" One of the boys, the blonde one, said as he smashed his fist into his palm. "Lord, please tell me you love baseball." I scowled cuffed him over the head before stalking out of the field. Dimly, I heard Tommy tell them off before pounding feet hurried after me.
"Hey Maria, was it?" I stopped, crossing my arms over my chest, as the blonde boy and the one Tommy called Timber caught up. "Do you wanna play with us?" The blonde kids asked. "I'm Wings and this is Timber. No names or anything. Just a good game of baseball." I blinked and my lips quirked up in a smile before I threw my arms around their necks.
"Whattaya waiting for?" I asked. "Let's play some ball."
Tommy swung the bat up, pointing straight at me, and I smirked. "You know you can't hit my pitches Santa." All the boys 'oohed' and I snapped my gum before winding up. The ball thudded into DP's glove and Tommy was out.
"Dude you got beat by a girl!" Roll yelled as Wok rolled on the ground laughing. I caught the ball from DP and promptly threw it at the both of them. Roll yelped, dropping to the ground, as Tommy and Timber started snickering.
"A stunning, one-of-a-kind pitcher with a beautiful accent." Wings pitched in, winking. I flushed and broke into a light run to fetch the ball as all the boys burst into laughter. I scooped it up just as a loud explosion sounded right over my head. I shrieked, ducking down, before looking back up carefully. Fireworks exploded over head and I slowly stood up as the bright colours reflected on our faces.
"Wow, they do this all the time?" Tommy asked as we stood in a loose circle. I shivered slightly and nodded.
"Yeah. Well, not all the time but at important events. Like the beginning of summer break, Fourth of July, start of school and New Year's." Wings explained and I sighed.
"New Year's is the best. The only time you can kiss whoever you like and it won't matter the next day." I said dreamily, gaining a couple of grossed out looks form the boys and disgusted groans from the rest. "Oh please. I bet half of you haven't ever had the guts to kiss a girl." I scoffed and sat down, pulling Tommy down with me. The others sat and Tommy settled down, his head in my lap. Wings whistled and I stuck my tongue out before laying my head on his lap. He jumped, turning pink, and Wok sniggered as my name was called.
"Gatita? Ria!" I groaned and Tommy started chuckling as Mama called out.
"¿Qué pasa?" I shouted, making the boys jump. "Estoy en Sandlot!" Mama appeared at the fence, beckoning me over.
"Don't take that tone with me!" Mama yelled as I stood up. "We're going home now!"
"Why? The party goes all night." I said before she grabbed my arm.
"Tú vienes ahora!" She said angrily and I softened.
"Okay, we'll go. Benny isn't coming is he?" I asked and she shook her head. I kissed her cheek and waved to the boys before slipping my hand into hers and heading back to the house.
"Hey Ria! We're gonna be here tomorrow morning!" Tommy shouted and I laughed, waving goodbye.
So these are the translations, in order of appearance.
Kitten
What's wrong?
I'm in the Sandlot
You come now!
And tell me what you think.