Not one to overlook a play fight Ché rushed over to join in. He'd play fought with all of his sons and grandsons and even some of his daughters. When it came to play fights and rough housing Ché was a big kid at heart and couldn't resist participating. Hearing something resembling a war cry both Kit and Sportacus paused in their tussle to see Ché running towards them. Both opened their eyes wide and almost screamed when Ché leapt from the ground and landed squarely on top of them. When Ché landed on the two everyone winced, that had to hurt.
Seeing that Sportacus and Kit were vastly outnumbered by Ché Ziggy yelled, "Everyone against Ché!" and ran to join the pile.
Stingy, Pixel and Trixie accepted the invitation and everyone piled on top of Ché who was still on top of Sportacus and Kit. Stephanie longed to join in but it was unfeasible in her condition so all she could do was watch.
Knowing the tables had turned Ché got up and tried to shake off the four people hanging onto him. Deciding to work together for once Sportacus and Kit both hung onto one each of Ché's legs and tried to pull him to the ground. Ché was not to be defeated by six people and was having the time of his life. Eventually the weight of six people caught up with him and he stumbled. Seeing their chance Kit and Sportacus increased their efforts and Ché started to fall.
"Timber!" Kit called as Ché fell and hit the ground.
Stingy, Trixie, Pixel, Kit, Sportacus and Ziggy started cheering when they knew they'd been victorious. Ché was left disgraced but swore he'd live to fight another day and he would win. Kit accepted the challenge and declared that a tournament of events should be held with everyone against Ché and Sportacus. It was to be called, 'heroes against normals'. Ché argued and said it should be called 'heroes against zeros'. After much deliberation 'heroes against normals' was agreed upon. The Mayor joined and said that the winning team would get a trophy. He also suggested that he, Bessie, Robbie and Stephanie decide upon which events would be in the tournament and everyone agreed.
"What about Greta?" Ziggy asked remembering the extra person.
"I'll be the first aider. If you're all going to do something like this we'll need one, people are going to get hurt." Greta replied.
With everything agreed everyone went back to their respective homes for lunch. Sportacus joined Kit making the excuse that he didn't want to eat alone. Strangely neither Kit nor Sportacus had been hurt by Ché landing on them.
"Have fun?" Robyn asked raising an eyebrow when the two men returned. She and Robbie had been watching the whole thing.
Sportacus and Kit smiled and nodded. Taking down Ché together had been fun and perhaps even a 'male bonding session'.
"Then you do realise you've invited the enemy into the house?"
Kit looked confused for a second and then remembered what he'd said about the competition. He looked to Sportacus and frowned melodramatically.
"Out!" Kit stated pointing at the door.
Sportacus tried to pull off a puppy dog expression that would change Kit's mind but failed miserably. Waving goodbye he faked a sad expression and walked out of the door sniffing. He could be heard outside making fake sobbing sounds and after a few minutes walked off. His plan hadn't worked. Instead of making his way to his airship Sportacus diverted and climbed up the ladder to Ché's, they had strategies to work out.
Once they'd had lunch Robbie and Kit spoke of the tournament. Robbie had already come up with some ideas for events but wouldn't share them as it would give the normal team an unfair advantage. Kit had tried his best to squeeze the information out of Robbie but he didn't prevail.
"Am I in this little tournament?" Robyn asked.
Kit shook his head, "nope."
Robyn frowned, "why not?"
"Because Princess, you're a girl."
"So is Trixie."
Kit sighed, "Trixie is more of a tom boy than a girl. Besides, it'll be rough out there and you could get hurt."
"I agree," Robbie joined. "If Ché's going to jump all over everyone there are going to be some injuries. I can ask Greta if she needs any help with first aid. Deal?"
Robyn shrugged, "I suppose. At least I'll be a little closer to the action."
Later that afternoon Stephanie, Bessie and the Mayor congregated at Robbie's house to discuss the tournament. Kit had gone to meet up with the team and Robyn had gone to speak with Greta about helping out. It had been decided that the tournament would take part in three days giving everyone enough time to prepare. The events would be announced the day of the tournament to prevent cheating on either side.
As for the events there would be six. These were to be: a tug of war, discus throwing, relay race, sack race, arm wrestling and a game of capture the flag. Each team could nominate one person to take part in the arm wrestling, discus throwing, sack race and relay race. The game of capture the flag would be a nice finisher for the day and was the event most likely to be bloody. The tug of war would prove interesting as would the arm wrestling.
The event planning committee would also serve as judges for the tournament. They had agreed that everyone should be given a medal for their efforts. There was a great deal of argument over who would win. From one point of view it looked like the heroes were outnumbered five to two and from the other it looked like the normals would be pounded. All they could agree on was the fact that it would be very exciting to wait for the outcome.
Ché had managed to squeeze himself into Sportacus' airship and had absolutely no idea how he'd get out again. Greta had refused to budge from her seat when Sportacus had suggested she leave so he and Ché could talk over plans so they had to change tack and move. When Ché had started to climb the ladder the airship had been pulled down a little under his weight. The platform had resisted when Sportacus had asked it to go up to take Ché into the airship. When it had eventually complied Ché got stuck in the hole, he was too big to fit. He'd managed to pull himself out of the hole and had banged his head on the ceiling so he wasn't very happy.
"There is something wrong with that Kit," Ché began. "He has no sense of danger at all."
Sportacus disagreed, "he does. I think he gets himself in trouble because he likes to get himself out of it again. Why else would he pinch my bottom?"
Ché looked at Sportacus and laughed. He couldn't answer that.