~49~

"Okay, Lumpsuckers, now this is our last practice of the season. I want to see everyone focused and—Riley, leave that grasshopper alone!—as I was saying . . ."

Emmett sniggered, muffling his outburst behind his mitt when I scowled at him.

I'd endured just about enough of his mocking. I threw the ball at Emmett's head, and his glove whipped around and snapped the ball inside. "You rang?"

My voice was shaking. "You got something to say to the team?"

Emmett pulled the ball from his mitt and thrust it back in, over and over, while he measured his response.


Author's Note: Looks like the coach just gave free rein to the loose cannon! Rut roh!

This is yesterday's chapter, but fanfic was down, so I'm posting 50 as well. I want to thank you for the emotive responses to the previous chapter. I love that you guys have really been engaging with this story on a daily basis in such a meaningful way. I always appreciate when people recognize there's more to the "little crackfic drabble" than meets the eye. MWAH!

XXX ~BOH