*snickers* I had fun writing this. The ideas been stuck in my head for awhile, and I finally got aorund to writing it out, hope I painted everyone a pretty picture ^^
"Do you honestly think Hiruma-kun was going to let Agon get away with that stunt he pulled at the World Cup?" Mamori was amazingly enough in favour of Hiruma's 'crazy suicidal even for him' plan.
"No but this is extreme max even for him." Replied Monta, as he helped carry out one of the many boxes.
Yukimitsu stared wide-eyed as the sheer number of boxes in the club room, "I wonder how many copies he made…" he wondered out loud.
Hiruma laughed as he passed them, like usual he carried one of his many guns. Trailing behind him however where three of his most 'loyal' slaves, each carrying a large box full of photos. "Kekekeke, 7 million copies!"
The rest of the football team had been roped in to help 'spread the love', or more accurately help Hiruma deliver Agons punishment game. They were helping hand out the boxes of photos to every single one of Hiruma slaves, people of every shape and size showed up at the club house, with the job to put up as many of the photos as possible.
The three Huh-huh brothers were staring down at a box, the photos innocently staring back up at them, and they swore to never go against the demon ever again.
It was nearing midnight, and Hiruma wanted all the photos everywhere in Japan by morning. Sena was tasked with the job of spreading the photos at Shinrūji, he was the only one brave (fast) enough to enter the domain of the beast and return alive.
Musashi pointed out that the only reason the devil was going to such extremes was because they ended up losing in the end, even though Agons uniform stunt had nothing to do with the finals against America.
"I can't help but feel sorry for Unsui-san though," Kurita comented.
"Ahahaha! Don't mind don't mind Kurita-san I'm 100% sure that everything will be fine," Replied Taki as he spinned by the lineman, carrying a box of photos in one arm.
"Fugo!" Komusubi said agreeing with the idiot. The 'fugo' translating to 'I agree, Unsui-san is strong enough that a mere picture will not harm him, unlike the blow to his brother that we are about to deliver.
It was five A.M. the next day, that the plan was officially laid out. Everything was in place; all they needed to do was wait. It was only after a long and rigorous night of picture posting, that the Deimon Devil Bats were allowed to rest. Sena complained about having not run that much since the Death March, Monta was quick to agree.
Sena stared down at one of the spare photos, wondering when exactly had the devil quarterback obtained it, Agon still had his dreads in the picture.
Jūmonji slung his arm around Sena shoulder, startling the runningback, "so Sena, you still afraid of Agon after seeing this?"
Sena couldn't help but grin, "No."
While he was indeed a monster and considered by many to be the ultimate evil, no matter terrifyingly scary he can be, after all these years, at the end of the day, all Agon would be was Unsuis teddy-bear.