Ah, I need to get this off my drive XD It's been lying around here for far too long. Also, I felt silly when I wrote this, yes. Aw, I love those six together~

"This is all very boring," Catalina noted. Aileen and Minna looked up from their conversation and turned to their friend, who was lying on her back on the picnic blanket, propped up on her arms, one leg pulled up, the other lying across it, her foot bouncing impatiently.

"What do you mean?" Minna asked, immediately starting to cough and hiding her mouth behind her hand. She had caught a little cold a few days ago again.

Catalina sighed loudly and over the top. "I just thought we would see something interesting today."

Aileen frowned confused. "But, Lina, you knew we would only watch the boys play football."

Said boys – mostly Fado and Vigarde – were tackling each other and fighting for the ball mostly with dirty tricks. Hayden meanwhile was guarding a makeshift goal (the posts were made out of their shoes and the girls´ handbags) and seemed quite concentrated since he had two rivals at once. They had been at this for half an hour now, switching positions every so often.

Catalina sighed again, rolling her head to the side to look at the other women. "Yes. But I expected to see more. If I had known that it would end like this, I would've brought my sportswear with me." Aileen´s frown deepened and she slowly shook her head. One corner of Catalina´s mouth twitched upwards. "I'm here for the eye candy and what do I get? Nothing!"

"Ooh," Aileen said when the penny had dropped. "I see." A tiny smirk settled on her face when she shifted, tucking her legs under her, and reached for the sparkling water.

"I mean, it's such a hot day," Catalina continued, now with a broad grin, "it's far too hot to play with shirts on." Aileen laughed. Minna smiled secretly and shyly, hiding it behind the small bottle of orange juice she lifted to her mouth.

"For once I have to agree with you," Aileen said and looked back to the boys. They had switched again; Vigarde was now the goal keeper and Hayden was outrunning Fado. He managed to shoot before Fado forcefully bumped into him, which caused them both to fall. Vigarde easily caught the ball.

The game continued for another fifteen minutes and the conversation of the three women – or at least Minna and Aileen´s conversation since Catalina didn't particular feel like talking – returned to their original topic, namely their last singing lesson (Aileen had asked Minna to teach her a few of her favourite songs). Then the game stopped and Fado called out to the other two, waving. After that he jogged over to the three women on the picnic blanket. Catalina greeted him with a smile.

"How's it going?" she asked when he stopped next to her and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Good," he quickly said before drowning half of it in one go. Catalina waited, her foot bouncing quicker now, until he put the bottle down and raked a hand through his wet hair. He had cut it shorter again and she quite liked the look; he looked smart and sexy (even though she did like his other style as well). Fado used the hem of his shirt to wipe his face; Catalina knew that he was mostly showing off his abs and she had nothing against doing him the favour; let her gaze roam over him. Her eyes followed his happy trail down to the hem of his trousers and up again. When he let go of his shirt, she tilted back her head.

"Fado, I'm disappointed." He frowned confused and screwed up the bottle.

"What?"

"Your game is boring. I thought I would see something today." Fado clearly didn't understand her and rather used his shirt to wipe his neck. The corners of her mouth curved upwards while Aileen and Minna giggled lowly.

"Stop speaking in riddles," he said, his gaze darting to the other women who acted like nothing happened.

Catalina grinned broadly. "While I do love to watch you running around and showing off your strength and nice ass, I had hoped to see more."

Recognition and a dirty smirk settled on Fado´s face. "Is that so? Well, what do you want me to do?"

She shifted, uncrossing and crossing her legs. "Isn't that obvious?" That certain glint entered her eyes and her smile got that same certain quirk. "Take off your clothes."

Fado laughed. "If I do that, I'll get arrested for public indecency and you won't get anything out of it."

"That would suck," she retorted with an exaggerated pout. "Fine. Your shirt will suffice for now."

In one smooth move Fado pulled the shirt over his head, exposing his sweaty and hairy chest. Catalina smirked until he threw his stinking shirt at her. Laughing, he fled before she could take revenge. Catalina sat up, tossing the sweaty shirt behind her, and glared at the broad and muscular back of her boyfriend. A second later Fado heard a catcall, which he answered with a wave over his shoulder.

They watched how Fado joined the other two men, who had gathered near the makeshift posts. Vigarde jerked his head to Fado, saying something. Fado seemingly answered – he was standing with his back to the women – because Vigarde immediately threw a glance at them. Minna waved at him, her cheeks turning a lovely pink. Obviously amused, Vigarde yanked off his shirt and threw it on the makeshift post made out of shoes.

"Not bad," Catalina noted, throwing a glance at Minna. She was staring conspicuously inconspicuously at Vigarde´s abs – which were not as defined as Fado´s, Catalina stressed – and big, strong arms, the result of several years of boxing.

"Of course," Minna muttered. "I have good taste after all." Only the darkened blush on her cheeks bespoke the embarrassment she still felt when talking about anything involving somebody else´s or her own taste. Catalina had noticed that Minna had become better at it since they were living together and she supposed it was her fault.

Her attention was called back to the boys when she heard a loud "Hey!" from Hayden. Fado had grabbed him at the waist and – Catalina could describe it only in this manner – groped him. Hayden tried to fend him off (not seriously though). Vigarde just laughed and then said something. Hayden stopped and let Fado pull his shirt over his head. He looked quite disgruntled and fixed his hair while his shirt joined Vigarde´s. Hayden was lean and thinner than his two friends. Not exactly a stick but Catalina definitely had more muscles than he.

Aileen leaned back, propping herself up on one hand, and arched one eyebrow. Catalina detected the hint of a smile, which Aileen held back for no logical reason. "Hm..." she hummed and rolled her head to look at Catalina. "You had a great idea."

"I know."

For the rest of the afternoon they watched the boys wrestle, play and cover themselves in dirt and grass. For some time the three women were contented with watching and making comments, but eventually Catalina grew bored of that as well and joined the boys (and showed them how you play real football, according to her).