Rating: M
Author's Notes: Hey! My again! This is where I'll start changing the story. This chapter CT666 wrote was pretty damned short, but I thought that I would fix up the dialogue and add stuff. I think I may or may NOT have a Todd/Daisy lemon/rape in the fourth chapter. Haven't decided yet. But I promise you it will be funny. I was asked if this was going to be a pure romance story. The answer: HELLZ NO! I just wanted it go start off like that, then the real challenges begin. And if you don't want to spoil any surprises, I prefer that you don't read Cut Throat 666's version. Just if you don't want any spoil alerts. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 3: Waiting…….
Both Todd and Fred were standing in the Bayville mall awaiting their dates. They were standing in the middle of the mall, where the large wishing fountain was located. Both were nervous, mainly because 1) They never been on a date. 2) They didn't know how to ACT on a date. 3) Neither knew what their dates liked or disliked. So basically, as Pietro would say, they were "Running blind".
Todd was pacing back and forth, nervous and scared of the night to come. In his hands was a sweat rag, due to his nervous sweat he created, thinking about all that might go wrong while dating Daisy Creed. Todd Tolansky wore a black tuxedo, a white NONE-clip on tie, black dress pants, and white dress shoes. And as extra precaution, Todd took a quick shower. Not enough to get all the stink out, but enough so that he could comb his hair. Now properly combed, he showed off hair that was only a few inches shorter the Lance's hair. And taking Pietro's advise again, had his brown messy hair combed back. He also had with him a bouquet of two dozen roses.
Freddy, on the other hand, wore something a little less formal. He wore a blue dress shirt, without a tie. Atop of that, was a opened black dress coat. and since he didn't have Quicksilver for dressing tips, he went with a pair of green cargo pants. And on his feet, there was a pair of black street shoes. In addition to the special occasion, he decided to shave off his Mohawk, leaving his head shiny bald. He too had a bouquet of two dozen roses.
"Man, I'm totally freaking out, yo!" Toad whimpered, looking back and forth. "I just know I'm going to get my ass beaten by Daisy." Blob was sitting on the bench the mall provided, looking at his flowers for Victoria. "Are you even listening to me?" Fred shook his head when he heard Todd's loud, nosily voice.
"H…huh? Yeah, I heard you….. She's going to kill you, yeah…" Fred answered in an uncaring voice. He wasn't paying Todd any attention, since he was too busy thinking about his date. "Dude, what am I going to do? Victoria seems like a fragile girl…and I'm a walking wrecking ball. Something is bound to go wrong." Todd was about to counter, when he saw Duncan Matthews and his crew walking up behind Fred, with evil grins on their faces.
'Fuck…..' Toad thought, as they walked pass Fred, and started walking towards him.
"Word is that you are going on a date with Daisy Creed." Duncan snickered. "So that means you and me need to talk." The football quarterback walked up, grabbed Toad by the collar of his tux, and slammed him against the wall. Fred bolted to his feet, but then the whole football team stepped in front of him, blocking his path to Toad and Duncan. As much as Fred wanted to bulldozer over all of them, he was afraid that Victoria and Daisy would show up and see him. And knowing how Sasha already doesn't like him, the word of him being in a brawl would guarantee him that he would not get another chance with Victoria.
Back with Todd and Duncan, Toad was struggling to escape from the jock's grasp. "Now, listen, and listen closely, Tolansky…" Duncan hissed, quiet enough that only he and Toad could hear the conversation. "I'm going to give you a choice. You could dump Daisy, and have her beat you to a pulp. Or you can go out with her, in which, me and my whole team with beat you to a BLOODY pulp." Toad looked at Duncan, to his team, then imagined dumping Daisy. After a few comparisons, he looked Duncan right in the eyes, and smirked.
"Do you mind letting me down, the girl who kicked your ass on the field is my date tonight, and I doubt she'll like you treating me like this." The sudden display of courage angered the quarterback. His fist tightened around Toad's collar, and lifted him higher.
"OK, you little slime ball! You asked for it!" But when Duncan went to send a punch Todd's way, someone behind him reached out, and stopped the fist half way.
"I don't tink so, mon. you should be letting Tolansky go, befo Daisy sees ya." Duncan recognized the heavy Jamaican accent. He turned around and saw Daisy's running back.
Francis Becker, the running back for Daisy's team was standing directly behind Duncan, with his hand squeezing Duncan's fist with impressive strength. He was an African American boy, with a slim body, and standing at 6'5". He was skinny, but unlike Todd, he was a healthy athletic skinny. He had his long black hair done up in cornrows, that dropped down to the base of his skull. He wore a white tank top, with a overcoat with the Jamaican flag being the whole design for it. He wore a pair of green camouflage pants, and a belt with a silver marijuana leaf as his belt buckle. And on his feet were a pair of black combat boots.
"What's it to you, Becker?" Duncan growled, as he decided to release Toad from his grasp. "You not just Creed's running boy, but also her little news hound?" Duncan and Francis had had a rivalry for at least a year now. When Francis moved from Jamaica and entered Bayville, he tried out for the football team. At that time, Duncan was the running back. But when Francis went out for tryouts, he ended up taking Duncan's position, due to his incredible speed. The began the feud between the two. It started off as merely ignoring each other…. Then turned to competing against one another at the most trivial things…. Then it just became a heated rivalry.
Francis chuckled, and released his fist when Todd scampered to Fred. "No, mon. I'm just lookin' out for Daisy's boyfriend….. We all be lookin' out, Matthews." Duncan raised his eyebrows in confusion. Then Francis nodded his head towards the food court. There, looking directly at Duncan and his crew, was Daisy's entire team.
"Daisy told us to look out for dem." The Jamaican running back continued, pointing at Toad and Blob. "She know you and you boys might wanna do dis kind of ting." Todd and Fred looked at each other surprised. She hired her own team to look after him and Fred? "And she told me to tell ya something. She said, "You mess with Todd, you mess with her and her crew."." And as if on cue, the rest of Daisy's team left the food court, and walked towards Duncan's team. They soon dispersed, leaving both Toad and Blob alone.
Duncan clinched his fists in anger as his teammates came and rejoined him. Now he was determined to get back at the Creed sister. Right before he left, he looked at Todd, and locked eyes. "OK, you're off the hook, Tolansky…. For now." Toad gulped at the last part. "Daisy and her slave boy won't be there to protect you forever…" The racist remark aimed at Francis earned him a dark glare. Not just from Francis, but all of his team. "So just know that you will eventually be alone…. And when you are, I'll be there to break your little frog legs." Then, with that said, Duncan and his dew walked out of the mall.
"Umm…. Thanks, yo…" Todd said to Francis, as he fixed his collar.
"Tink nothin' of it, man…" Francis sighed. "I don't know you dat well, but I know how Daisy get when we don't do as she says." Some of the other guys chuckled and nodded their heads, agreeing with him. "I'll take dat boy's racist shit talking before Daisy's wrath any day."
"So…. Daisy told you all to look out for us?" Fred asked.
Ronald Hartmann (Sorry, couldn't resist) walked up with a mile long grin. His last name was from German origin, and was proud of it. He had short, curly brown hair, which would almost be a miniature afro if grown out. He had a short, curly beard, and a light mustache. He was a decent size for his class, around 215lbs. He wore a T-shirt that said "Genius by Birth, Slacker by Choice" on it. He also wore a pair of blue jeans and black and red street shoes.
"That's right, Shamu!" He began with a joking reference at Fred's weight. But he didn't take offense. "Guess Runt told her she was goin' out with you, so you are considered safe. Just as long as you don't wander too far away from us, that is. Racist Klan wannabes like Matthews is a coward, and always either go after the weakest person he can find. So as long as you keep going out with Daisy…." He points at Todd. "And you keep her little sister happy…" Points to Fred. "You all are protected…well, by Duncan and his friends, anyway. Daisy deals with her sister by herself."
Todd was curious, and wanted to ask them a question. But before he got the chance, two hands came from behind his head and covered his eyes. "Hey there short, green and sexy! Guess who!" Judging by the snickers and laugher of the players, Todd already knew who it was.
"Um…. The cold, clammy hands of Death, yo?" Toad asked, hoping that his little joke would arouse a giggle from Daisy…. And as if God was looking down on him, his hopes were answered.
"HAHAHA! No, silly! It's me! Your lovely lady date!" Daisy answered, pulling her hands from Todd's eyes.
'Damn it…..' Todd thought, turning to his date. But his negative thoughts melted away when he saw Daisy. Instead of her tomboyish sense of fashion, she instead wore something that literally made Toad's mouth drop open.
Daisy Creed, one of the most aggressive football players at Bayville was wearing an elegant black dress, the ended right before her kneecaps. Her hair was brushed, and was now hanging a little more down past her ears. Her ruby red lipstick glistened as the light hit it, getting the most of Todd's attention. And on her feet were a pair of bright red high heeled shoes. "Well? What do you think?"
She giggled when Toad didn't immediately answer. He was still too busy scanning her body from head to toe. A little sweat formed on his forehead, along with a bright crimson red blush on his cheeks. But he violently shook his head, and answered in the only way his mind could come up with. "Y…yeah! Totally, yo…"
Daisy chuckled and ruffled his clean, straight hair. "I'll take that as a compliment." Then she turned and looked at Francis and the rest of her team. "Thanks for lookin' out for my boy toy, Francis. I saw Duncan and his crew walking out of the mall when me and Vicky here were….." She turned to look next to her, but found no one there. "Vicky?" She looked behind her, and rolled her eyes. "Vicky!" She tried to step to the side, but Victoria followed her movement. "Oh, for cryin' out loud!" Daisy turned around, grabbed her sister, and plopped her right in front of her. "Now cut that out! I told you that you don't that bad."
Victoria stood frozen in front of Fred, she was wearing a pink evening gown, her hair was tied back in a curly bun with what looked like chop sticks stuck in the bun. For the first time, Freddy got to see all of her face. It was very pretty, especially with the makeup that she wore to match her dress, along with a pink rose flower that she had stuck in her hair. Victoria blushed three shades of red as she stared into Freddy's eyes.
Freddy stepped forward, taking her hand into his, and kissed it. "You look very beautiful." As if it weren't even possible, Victoria turned another shade brighter. "These are for you." He handed her the flowers. Daisy noticed that her sister wasn't immediately accepting them.
"Take them." nudged Daisy.
Todd followed Freddy's example. "Daisy…" He swallowed hard, not knowing what would happen. He handed his roses to Daisy, and smiled. "These are for you. Do you like them?" To his relief, Daisy didn't show any signs of not liking the flowers. She looked at them for a second, then grinned in a cocky way.
"Roses… How lovely." She laughed. "Course I prefer Daisies, but since this is a romantic occasion, I'll let it pass." She smelled them, and enjoyed the sweet scent. They weren't fake ones, they were genuine real roses…which cost considerably more then fake one. So without warning, she bent over and laid a soft kiss on Todd's cheek, leaving a lipstick imprint on his cheek.
Todd's face turned three shades of red. "Shit… I forgot."
Victoria took her flowers with much more enthusiasm. "Thank you! You know…. You didn't have to do that." Fred chuckled, and scratched the back of his neck.
"Yeah, well. I wanted to." He smiled gently. Victoria smiled back, as she smelled her flowers. "So." He sticks his arm out, feeling sudden bravery washing over him. "Shall we proceed to the chariot, malady?" Victoria blushed, and extended her arm.
"Sure." She takes his arm in hers.
Todd follows example again, but needed a second to mentally prepare himself. Then, he also extended his arm. "Take my arm if you wanna go on a magical night that you'll soon not forget." Daisy raised an eyebrow, and smiled.
"Romantic and original. I like it. There maybe be some hope for you yet, Green." She hooks arms with the green boy, and allows him to lead her out. She turns and smiled at her team, as they hooted and whistled at the two couples. And before she left, she caught Francis placing his hands together, as if he was praying.
"May Jah Jah look over dat poor boy."
To Be Continued……
HAHAHAHA!!!!!!! How did you all like that! This chapter was one of the hardest chapters to write! Since Cut Throat 666's original version only had a little over 600 words for it. So I added a lot to the new one. I decided to add a few OC characters again. Francis Becker is the one I came up with. And Ronald Hartmann is my name. I couldn't resist, like I said. And they will soon be playing a more productive role in the story in later chapters. And for future reference, when Francis said "Jah Jah" that's actually the Jamaican term for "God". So for those who didn't like it, you can at least say you learned something. Please leave reviews if you like it! And again, I promise you that this whole thing will not be one huge romantic story. Action and adventure is soon to come. Hope to hear from you all soon! PEACE!
