Hello everyone. I hope the day fares you well. Mine has been pretty good. My school ended today, thus I will most likely be updating more often... Anyway, I'd like to thank my lovely friend, IWillNeverDissolve, for beta-ing. Check her out~ She's AWESOME! :D
Ship: Rane
Song(s) Used: Kings of London (Arsenal) and Drink, Drink Wherever You May Be (Manchester United)
Some Background Knowledge for this Story: Honestly, I was just trying to practice writing a verbal fight scene. I made Reed Van Kamp an Arsenal fan, Shane Anderson a Manchester United fan, and Blaine Anderson a Chelsea fan. And they are hardcore fans, dear reader! Amidst of making them the fans of the football teams, they turned out to be a bit OOC (out of character). I am not a fan of any of those teams (Sheffield, woot woot). NO PERSONAL VIEWS OF THE AUTHOR HAS BEEN USED. I RESPECT Arsenal, Manchester United, and Chelsea F.C. (Most of their conversation came from the things that come out of my brother and his friends' mouths whenever they discuss Arsenal, Chelsea F.C., and Manchester United.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Dalton, Glee, nor any of the football clubs mentioned in this story.
Warning: The following may be highly offensive to Manchester United, Chelsea F.C., and Arsenal fans... I apologize in advance. Also, this was my first time at rage... Please excuse the poor writing quality.
"Uh-uh, Shane!" Reed argued.
"Uh-huh, Reed!" Shane retorted.
They both cringed at each other.
"Obviously, you have no taste, my friend." Reed said, uncharacteristically. Of course, it was a very touchy subject they were debating on.
"You have just crossed the line, Van Kamp! Manchester United is the best!" Shane retorted.
"I don't think so. Arsenal all the way." Reed yelled.
Shane couldn't help but let out a laugh in disbelief. Reed just glared at him through his shaggy hair.
"Manchester will never be as good because… Because… Arsenal has Per Mertesacker." Reed declared boldly.
"Well, excuse me." Shane began sarcastically. "Man United has had the greatest legends of all time. Um, David Beckham and Norman Whiteside."
"Hmm… Maybe; but we have the best current players." Reed responded.
"We have a bigger fanbase! Plus, Arsenal is the most boring team in the world!" Shane shouted.
"Arsenal is not boring!" Reed shouted defensively, before proceeding onto a singing of Kings of London at the top of his lungs.
"Shoot on side we are the best,
North or south or east or west.
G.U.N.N.E.R.S.
Gunners kings of London!"
Shane couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Kings of London? More like the arses of London!" Shane continued to scorn Arsenal by singing Drink, Drink Wherever You May Be.
"Drink, drink, wherever you may be,
We are the drunk and disorderly,
And we don't give a shit, and we don't give a fuck.
We're coming home with the European Cup."
Reed angrily clenched his fists and his jaw locked, when Blaine stormed into the room.
"Are you two really screaming at each other about F.C.s? We can hear everything from the halls! Ev-er-y-thing!" Blaine told them. The two boys hung their heads in guilt and shame. Blaine laughed at Reed and Shane for a bit before continuing. "Because Chelsea is the best!"
Reed and Shane popped their heads back up immediately and gave Blaine a look of disgust.
"Tee-hee." Blaine said in a high-pitched voice and pranced back outside.
"Blaine, you troll!" Shane shouted, his left fist shaking madly in the air as he did so.
Reed laughed, followed by Shane.
"What are we doing? This whole argument was pointless." Shane said amidst laughter.
"Chelsea fans… Pfft… When will their team ever learn to play the game?" Reed asked aloud. The two continued to laugh.
"The day Chelsea learns to play a decent game, I will dye my hair green!" Shane remarked and returned to the fit of laughter.
As the laughter died down, Shane and Reed hugged each other.
"I'm sorry I was such an... arse." Reed apologized into Shane's chest and blushed at the word "arse".
"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry I was so mean. Chelsea is the real arses of London." Shane answered back.
"Truce?" Reed asked when they pulled away.
"Truce." Shane replied. "Want to grab some ice cream?"