Note to the Readers: Yeah, I know that last chapter was pretty, weird. Lol.
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Disclaimer: I sooo own the ducks. I hope you can spot the irony in that.
D2.5: The Mighty Ducks by BallisticBubble
Chapter Six: Bad Days Indeed
After nearly a week of not being with the ducks, I decided to head out, to the park for a change, with Fulton, Averman, and Jessie. The other four stayed at home. I called them all up and was all "Okie, fine with me if you want to spend your summer moping around the house all day long." And boy, that got 'em.. good.
So, there we were seated under a big redwood tree, waiting for Fulton at the same time as
"Checkmate!" Averman hollered to me.
I gave him a puzzled look. "Not again, Averman!"
"Dude, you know maybe at Eden Hall, you could try out for the chess team too." A voice said, appearing out of nowhere. It was Fulton in his USA Ducks jacket.
The other guys and I just stared at him "What took you a billion years, man?" Jessie yelped.
Fulton sat down, looking real incensed "There were these idiots at the creek that started quacking at me as soon as they saw my jacket."
"And? What did you do?" I beamed at him. He probably taught them a very good lesson about messing with Fulton Reed. "Well?"
"I told them if they messed with me, they'd have to mess with all of us." That didn't sound so good.. not good at all. "And oh yeah, you prolly know them, Hall, they were wearing Blake Jr. High jerseys."
Jessie and I switched looks at each other, and he seemed just as worried as I was.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Averman screeched and held up some little brown thing. "I just got hit on the head.. with a peanut!"
"A peanut?" Our eyes all lingered to Averman and froze. Subsequently I got hit too.
I stood up and exclaimed "Hey! Who did that?"
And out of the bushes three big, muscular bodies rose, all wearing Blake Jr. High basketball jerseys. "Hi.. Hall." The one in the middle said, developing a stern look.
"Look, you psycho maniac, I'm with my friends now, you mind?" Jessie stood as well, and so did Averman, and Fulton.
"Why wait?" The taller one answered. "The more the merrier."
Averman nudged me and murmured "Conway, let's get outta here." I agreed, and signaled the other two, including Hall who gave me a thumbs-up behind his back.
He was the first to run. "See ya, suckers!"
We ran, and ran halfway across the park. We went up the trees, and down the slides. We were running like crazy.
"Let's go! Faster, faster!" Jessie's voice grew loud, as he looked behind, the tyrants were only a glance behind us.
"C'mon guys, down here, down here!" Fulton motioned, scampering near the bottom of the bridge that went across the creek. I rolled up my pants knee- high and followed him under the bridge, getting myself incredibly soaked from my thighs down.
Then we heard footsteps above. "Where'd they go?" We heard one yell.
"Pssst!" I called the rest of the ducks, who were all deeply wheezing from all the dashing.
Averman and Fulton gave me a glimpse from opposite me, at the other side of the little bridge and I pointed up.
"Okie." Averman mouthed at me.
"I think they went to that skate shop!" The boy said. Thump, thump, thump went three pairs of feet from the surface above me.
The coast was clear.
The four of us slowly walked back up the surface. "Je.. Jess, who.. were.. th.. those people?" Averman asked.
"You know those bullies I was telling you about?" He asked in return.
I nodded.
"Well now you met them."
Fulton rubbed his chin. "So those are the morons to blame for you not going to Eden Hall. "
"Not exactly." Hall started to roll down his pants.
Fulton was skeptical. "What do you mean? Those were the bullies. Am I right or wrong?"
Jessie thought hard "Right."
Averman chimed in "Why'd you let them, Jess? You're not the easy fighter type." Giving him a really baffled look.
"That." Fulton began. "Is going to change. Here and now."
*
Fulton utterly convinced Jessie to stick up for himself and confront the bullies. Averman and I, on the other hand were as worried sick as ever.
We looked for them all over.
"Gee, It's getting late, I think I better go now." Averman said.
Fulton looked up at the sun. "Yeah right, it's barely three pm and your summer curfew is at six, Averman."
"Well, the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner tomorrow will come, right? He he." Averman mocked. "Or what if we look for them at the movies? At the mall? Banks' house?"
Fulton just snorted and continued walking.
I followed Jessie until "Here." He stopped walking. "They hang out in this alley." Jessie inspected the place and nodded to himself. "Randy! Alex! Colin! Where the freak are you?" Hall started to call for them.
So that's what their names were. I made a mental note in my mind to tell someone about them.
Then all of a sudden the three popped out of nowhere. How did they do that? "You wanna fight, Hall?"
Jessie stepped forward. "Me and only me. You have no right to lay a finger on the ducks, got that?"
"Fine then." The tallest bully replied. "This is war."
And at that, the three guys leaped on Jessie and started to punch him.
Fulton joined in.
"Averman, quick, get Jessie's parents!" I ordered him
"And you!" I pointed at the one who was boxing Hall. "Stop it!" I yelled, trying to pull Fulton away from the other one.
Good thing they heard me.
The five stared at me for a long while. And there was peace and quiet. But it hardly lasted thirty seconds.
Boom! The middle-sized kid kicked him hard, making Jessie fly and land next to the dumpster.
And at that, the three were out of sight. And Jessie figuratively lost his.
Disclaimer: I sooo own the ducks. I hope you can spot the irony in that.
D2.5: The Mighty Ducks by BallisticBubble
Chapter Six: Bad Days Indeed
After nearly a week of not being with the ducks, I decided to head out, to the park for a change, with Fulton, Averman, and Jessie. The other four stayed at home. I called them all up and was all "Okie, fine with me if you want to spend your summer moping around the house all day long." And boy, that got 'em.. good.
So, there we were seated under a big redwood tree, waiting for Fulton at the same time as
"Checkmate!" Averman hollered to me.
I gave him a puzzled look. "Not again, Averman!"
"Dude, you know maybe at Eden Hall, you could try out for the chess team too." A voice said, appearing out of nowhere. It was Fulton in his USA Ducks jacket.
The other guys and I just stared at him "What took you a billion years, man?" Jessie yelped.
Fulton sat down, looking real incensed "There were these idiots at the creek that started quacking at me as soon as they saw my jacket."
"And? What did you do?" I beamed at him. He probably taught them a very good lesson about messing with Fulton Reed. "Well?"
"I told them if they messed with me, they'd have to mess with all of us." That didn't sound so good.. not good at all. "And oh yeah, you prolly know them, Hall, they were wearing Blake Jr. High jerseys."
Jessie and I switched looks at each other, and he seemed just as worried as I was.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Averman screeched and held up some little brown thing. "I just got hit on the head.. with a peanut!"
"A peanut?" Our eyes all lingered to Averman and froze. Subsequently I got hit too.
I stood up and exclaimed "Hey! Who did that?"
And out of the bushes three big, muscular bodies rose, all wearing Blake Jr. High basketball jerseys. "Hi.. Hall." The one in the middle said, developing a stern look.
"Look, you psycho maniac, I'm with my friends now, you mind?" Jessie stood as well, and so did Averman, and Fulton.
"Why wait?" The taller one answered. "The more the merrier."
Averman nudged me and murmured "Conway, let's get outta here." I agreed, and signaled the other two, including Hall who gave me a thumbs-up behind his back.
He was the first to run. "See ya, suckers!"
We ran, and ran halfway across the park. We went up the trees, and down the slides. We were running like crazy.
"Let's go! Faster, faster!" Jessie's voice grew loud, as he looked behind, the tyrants were only a glance behind us.
"C'mon guys, down here, down here!" Fulton motioned, scampering near the bottom of the bridge that went across the creek. I rolled up my pants knee- high and followed him under the bridge, getting myself incredibly soaked from my thighs down.
Then we heard footsteps above. "Where'd they go?" We heard one yell.
"Pssst!" I called the rest of the ducks, who were all deeply wheezing from all the dashing.
Averman and Fulton gave me a glimpse from opposite me, at the other side of the little bridge and I pointed up.
"Okie." Averman mouthed at me.
"I think they went to that skate shop!" The boy said. Thump, thump, thump went three pairs of feet from the surface above me.
The coast was clear.
The four of us slowly walked back up the surface. "Je.. Jess, who.. were.. th.. those people?" Averman asked.
"You know those bullies I was telling you about?" He asked in return.
I nodded.
"Well now you met them."
Fulton rubbed his chin. "So those are the morons to blame for you not going to Eden Hall. "
"Not exactly." Hall started to roll down his pants.
Fulton was skeptical. "What do you mean? Those were the bullies. Am I right or wrong?"
Jessie thought hard "Right."
Averman chimed in "Why'd you let them, Jess? You're not the easy fighter type." Giving him a really baffled look.
"That." Fulton began. "Is going to change. Here and now."
*
Fulton utterly convinced Jessie to stick up for himself and confront the bullies. Averman and I, on the other hand were as worried sick as ever.
We looked for them all over.
"Gee, It's getting late, I think I better go now." Averman said.
Fulton looked up at the sun. "Yeah right, it's barely three pm and your summer curfew is at six, Averman."
"Well, the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner tomorrow will come, right? He he." Averman mocked. "Or what if we look for them at the movies? At the mall? Banks' house?"
Fulton just snorted and continued walking.
I followed Jessie until "Here." He stopped walking. "They hang out in this alley." Jessie inspected the place and nodded to himself. "Randy! Alex! Colin! Where the freak are you?" Hall started to call for them.
So that's what their names were. I made a mental note in my mind to tell someone about them.
Then all of a sudden the three popped out of nowhere. How did they do that? "You wanna fight, Hall?"
Jessie stepped forward. "Me and only me. You have no right to lay a finger on the ducks, got that?"
"Fine then." The tallest bully replied. "This is war."
And at that, the three guys leaped on Jessie and started to punch him.
Fulton joined in.
"Averman, quick, get Jessie's parents!" I ordered him
"And you!" I pointed at the one who was boxing Hall. "Stop it!" I yelled, trying to pull Fulton away from the other one.
Good thing they heard me.
The five stared at me for a long while. And there was peace and quiet. But it hardly lasted thirty seconds.
Boom! The middle-sized kid kicked him hard, making Jessie fly and land next to the dumpster.
And at that, the three were out of sight. And Jessie figuratively lost his.