Author's Notes: Ok, so… I admit, I'm not much of a soccer fan… though I
have a Man Utd calendar on my room wall… but there has been this big hoo-
hah over the world cup, so I'm writing a story dedicated to all the non-
soccer-crazy girlfriends of huge soccer maniacs. Enjoy.
World Cup Craze
By like a falling star
"Chips?"
Yamazaki pulled out the six giant-sized packets of Lays from the grocery bag. "Check."
"Drinks?"
Syaoran cocked an eyebrow towards the table, on which bottles and bottles of soft drinks [they haven't reached the legal age for alcohol yet] stood, lined up according to colour and in alphabetical order. "Check."
"Remote control?"
Syaoran lifted it up for Eriol to see. "Check."
"Banners?"
Yamazaki unfurled a big black banner with bold, white letters that said 'GO _______!!!' while Syaoran unrolled another banner which was white with huge, dark blue letters. It said 'BOO!!!'
"Check."
[about ten minutes later…]
"Soccer jerseys?"
Yamazaki held up an assortment of red, white and blue [etc.] jerseys. "Check."
Eriol looked up from his to-do check list, which was typed in small print. "All right, I think we're done. Anything else?"
Yamazaki looked at Syaoran. Syaoran looked at Eriol. Eriol looked at Yamazaki.
Simultaneously the three guys realised something amiss.
"There's something else." Syaoran said, thinking deeply.
"Yeah, there is, but I just can't put my finger on it." Eriol added.
"It's something important." Yamazaki commented. "Something about a meeting."
"Or something."
"Or something." Syaoran agreed. "At the mall or something."
"Like a triple date, if I'm not wrong." Eriol said, nodding solemnly.
"Right." Yamazaki said. "I remember now."
"The question is," Syaoran said slowly. "With who, though?"
Suddenly, and at the same time, their eyes began to widen in fear at their fates if they failed to turn up. "Not-- how-- oops-- we're dead meat--"
"THE GIRLS!!!"
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World Cup Craze
By like a falling star
"Chips?"
Yamazaki pulled out the six giant-sized packets of Lays from the grocery bag. "Check."
"Drinks?"
Syaoran cocked an eyebrow towards the table, on which bottles and bottles of soft drinks [they haven't reached the legal age for alcohol yet] stood, lined up according to colour and in alphabetical order. "Check."
"Remote control?"
Syaoran lifted it up for Eriol to see. "Check."
"Banners?"
Yamazaki unfurled a big black banner with bold, white letters that said 'GO _______!!!' while Syaoran unrolled another banner which was white with huge, dark blue letters. It said 'BOO!!!'
"Check."
[about ten minutes later…]
"Soccer jerseys?"
Yamazaki held up an assortment of red, white and blue [etc.] jerseys. "Check."
Eriol looked up from his to-do check list, which was typed in small print. "All right, I think we're done. Anything else?"
Yamazaki looked at Syaoran. Syaoran looked at Eriol. Eriol looked at Yamazaki.
Simultaneously the three guys realised something amiss.
"There's something else." Syaoran said, thinking deeply.
"Yeah, there is, but I just can't put my finger on it." Eriol added.
"It's something important." Yamazaki commented. "Something about a meeting."
"Or something."
"Or something." Syaoran agreed. "At the mall or something."
"Like a triple date, if I'm not wrong." Eriol said, nodding solemnly.
"Right." Yamazaki said. "I remember now."
"The question is," Syaoran said slowly. "With who, though?"
Suddenly, and at the same time, their eyes began to widen in fear at their fates if they failed to turn up. "Not-- how-- oops-- we're dead meat--"
"THE GIRLS!!!"
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