Hey guys, I'm back and excited to be continuing this! But before I get started, I have some exciting news. Spirit Wolf 16, who is writing a Danny Phantom field trip fic, has agreed to use all of my Ocs and Lee is among them! She will be used as a ghost and might even mention Benny! I'll let you guys know when it's up if you want to see how Lee will act around other people outside of the Sandlot. Now to this fic, ironically, I'm watching the Sandlot as I'm typing this. Turns out it's the perfect motivation! Anyways, thanks to Kittykatty, I love power rangers7135, d00dlequeen15, heartmelody0, grapejuice101 and MrsBellaWhitlock123 for reviewing/following/favoring along with all 2646readers! I can't believe you guys think this story is one of the great stories in this archive and I'm surprised this idea hasn't been used yet, as it's in every other fandom I know! I hope you guys enjoy and please leave a review! Enjoy!
The next morning, I woke up early, used to Benny's routine by now. Just as I brushed out my hair, Benny came in.
"You're up early." He noted with a smirk.
"Thanks to you for getting me into this damn habit after a month." I grumbled. Benny laughed and left me alone. I sighed as I put on a dark blue tank top, jeans and my sneakers. I decided to pull my hair into a high pony tail and put on Benny's hat. I ran out of my room, ate a quick breakfast with Benny and we were off. "Why 8?" I groaned as we walked.
"Because we get more time that way." Benny explained.
"I swear you'd marry baseball if you could." I mumbled. Benny laughed and slung an arm across my shoulder, the one with his mitt on. Butterflies filled my stomach for a reason I didn't understand. I shook it off as Benny and I continued walking to the sandlot in comfortable silence.
"Hamilton 'the Babe' Porter." Ham smirked as he readied his bat. He was up with Benny as catcher while I was on the sidelines, being promised to go next, though I knew I sadly wouldn't get the chance. "'Longball' Porter." Ham continued, "Come on DeNunez." He then pointed, resembling Babe Ruth. All the guys cracked up while I just shook my head, giggles escaping me.
"Come on, Ham! Hurry up!" I cried.
"Yeah, okay, yes I see it." Benny said, clapping his hand into his glove. Kenny pitched the ball, Ham missing it completely. "Whoa." Benny said as the ball hit his glove.
"You call that pitching?!" Ham yelled. Kenny just laughed along with the rest of us. "This is baseball, not tennis!" Ham cried, "Give me something to hit!"
"Hey, I'll have you know, tennis is just as hard as baseball!" I cried, earning me some weird looks. "What?" I asked, offended, "I have to do something when I can't play baseball the entire year!"
"Alright Ham, this is my heater. I dare you to hit it!" Kenny challenged.
"Oh no." I groaned as Ham prepared for the pitch. When I heard the crack of the ball hitting the bat, I opened my eyes and watched as the ball soared right into Mr. Mertle's yard.
"Yes. That's how you do it Smalls!" Ham cried as he began to round the bases, the guys yelling at him.
"Ham, you idiot! Now we can't play no more!" Benny cried. I stood up and joined the boys in hitting Ham as he came towards home.
"Idiot!" I cried hitting him the last time when Squints cried,
"Noooo!" We turned and saw Smalls heading for the fence.
"Noooooo!" The guys cried as we charged towards him, Benny and I pulling ahead as we were older, though Benny was faster than me. Benny and I pulled the confused Smalls down from the fence and the guys set him down.
"You could've been killed, man, geez!" Benny cried.
"Be more careful next time!" I yelled. God! I sound like a mother! I thought to myself.
"Holy crap, you could've been killed!" Squints cried.
"Yeah yeah, truly, what're you doing?" Yeah-Yeah asked.
"Well, you guys were all leaving so I thought I-I'd-" Smalls started.
"If you were thinking, you wouldn't have thought that." Squints said.
"You can't go back there, Smalls." Benny stated.
"Then how do we get the ball back?" Smalls asked.
"We don't." Timmy said.
"We don't." Tommy repeated.
"It's history."
"It's history."
"Kiss it goodbye."
"Kiss it-"
"Shut it Tommy." Timmy finally said.
Thank you. I thought. I loved both the guys but Tommy's repeating habit could give me a headache.
"It's gone, man." Bertram said, "Gone."
"Sorry Smalls." I shrugged sadly, "We just gotta wait til tomorrow."
"Game's over, man." Benny explained, "We'll just get another ball tomorrow." The guys and I began to walk away when Smalls asked,
"Why not?" All nine of us turned back and in unison, answered,
"The Beast."
"What is that?" Smalls asked. I placed a hand on Benny's arm and whispered,
"Benny." He knew what I meant and walked up to Smalls.
"Smalls," He said, "listen. Go to that fence, real slow and be quiet." Smalls started to protest but Benny interrupted, "No, no. Just go and peek through that hole." Smalls stuttered again but Benny said, "It's okay, just go." When Smalls' stuttering continued, Benny repeated, "Just go." The other guys urged him on while I looked down at the ground, silent. Benny looked at me with concern but said nothing. Slowly, Smalls approached the fence.
"Shh." The guys said in unison, reminding Smalls to be quiet. Hesitantly, Smalls approached the fence, looking back at the guys who urged him on while I still stared at the ground. Hercules growled and Smalls jumped back.
"Something got the ball!" He said as he looked at us. I finally managed to look up then. "Wh-What was that thing?" Smalls asked. The guys shared a look and answerned in unison,
"Campout."
Benny and I walked home to get ready for the night when he finally asked me,
"Hey, why were you so quiet earlier?"
"You noticed?" I asked, shocked. None of the other guys did.
"Well, yeah." Benny shrugged, "So, why were you quiet?"
"I...never liked that part." I answered slowly, "So...I didn't want to participate with it." Benny nodded and we continued walking in silence until I suddenly asked, "Benny, do you think I'll be able to stay?"
"Where's this coming from?" Benny asked. I shrugged,
"Just wondering, I guess." Benny nodded and said,
"Well, I'm not really sure. I mean, you have a life before here right?" I nodded. "So, either you go back often to cover up the fact that you're really here or...you go back permanetly."
"That scares me." I whispered. Benny instantly wrapped an arm across my shoulders and whispered,
"Hey, come on, everything will turn out just fine. I promise." I smiled up at him, the butterflies returning to my stomach.
What the hell's wrong with me? I wondered but I had no answer.
That night, Benny and I sat in the tree house with the guys, waiting for Smalls. I had taken my hair out of it's pony tail and it now rested halfway down my back. The guys were shocked when I showed up like that and I couldn't blame them. My hair's always been up around them. My hat was in my bag along with my outfit for tomorrow so I had nothing to worry about.
"Where's Smalls?" Ham cried. The guys all looked at me. I rolled my eyes.
"Why do you guys always look to me for answers?" I asked.
"Because you know everything that's gonna happen!" Squints cried, "Why wouldn't we look to you?" Just then, Smalls came in and said,
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late! My mom made me put on my jacket and then she made me do the dishes." The guys began teasing Smalls then until I cried,
"Guys! Lay off the kid already!"
"Hey you want a s'more?" Ham asked.
"Some more what?" Smalls asked.
"No, no, no, you want a s'more?" Ham repeated.
"I haven't had anything yet," Smalls said, "so how can I have some more of nothing?" I face palmed.
Oh Smalls...
"You're killing me Smalls." Ham said, "These are s'mores stuff. Kay, pay attention." After that, I tuned that conversation out, instead I leaned my head against the wall I was sitting against, Benny beside me.
"Kay, quiet you guys." Squints said but everyone ignored him. "Quiet! Are you trying to wake it up? It just went to bed!"
"What just went to bed?" Smalls asked causing the guys to shush him.
"The Beast." Was the whispered reply.
"Oh yeah!" Smalls said loudly and even I joined in on shushing him this time. As Squints told the legend of the Beast, I tuned out and leaned my head back again. When I was a kid, this story always scared me and so I had mastered the art of tuning Squints out at this point.
"See man, that's why you can't go over there." Bertram said to Smalls as I tuned back in to the conversation, having also mastered the art of tuning back in at the exact second the story ended. "Nobody ever has, nobody ever will."
"One kid did." Ham said, "But nobody's ever seen him again."
"That ain't true!" Kenny cried.
"Yeah it is!" Ham retorted. Ham took a bite of a s'more and finished, "And he got eaten."
"Nuh-uh." Smalls said, "No, none of that's true. You guys are just making this up to scare me."
"Oh yeah," Squints said as he jumped down, "stick your head out that window and look down." Smalls obliged and as he did, I noticed Benny's arm was across my shoulders again, so casually, as if it was natural. The butterflies flitted around my stomach again but I pushed them aside and focused as Smalls screamed,
"Aaah! He's down there!"
"You bet he is." Squints whispered
"Whatever goes over that fence..." Ham whispered, "stays there."
"It becomes the property of the Beast." Squints stated, "Forever." The guys all then turned to me. I sighed. I had told them I was telling Smalls who I truly was tonight and it looks like it's time.
"Smalls," I said, "I've got something to tell you."
"What is it, Lee?" Smalls asked, still frazzled from seeing Hercules.
"I'm...not from here." I started, "I'm from another universe, you could say."
"That's impossible!" Smalls cried but I held up a hand to stop him.
"It's not. I'm from a universe where this is a movie so...I know exactly what's going to happen this summer." I explained, "And I can prove it."
"How?" Smalls asked and the guys looked at me curiously. I proved to them I was telling the truth by knowing their names. To prove it to Smalls, however, I had a different tactic.
"Remember that day you found the sandlot, Smalls?" I asked. At his nod, I continued, "Did you noticed how I was in the dugout that day?"
"Now that you mention it, yeah." Smalls nodded.
"That's because I knew you would find it that day and needed to make sure you thought the guys needed a ninth player so you could join." I explained, "So, I sat in the dugout instead of taking your position. That way, you thought they needed a ninth player and everything fell into place." Smalls' eyes were wide at my logic. I smirked, "Why else would I sit out on the exact day you found us?" Smalls looked so shocked, I thought he would faint. Quickly, I stood and sat him down. "Calm down, Smalls." I smiled gently, "Everything's fine." Slowly, Smalls calmed down. "Believe me now?" I smirked. Smalls nodded weakly. I smiled softly and ruffled his hair before returning to my position under Benny's arm, though nobody noticed, thankfully. We spent the rest of the night talking until we all fell asleep.
I hope it was good, please review to let me know! And you guys got more hints of Lee/Benny! There'll be more in the future, though mostly towards the end of the first Sandlot, as this will be one long story. Please review! Later.
