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Chapter 8

The way they determined the winners of the whole thing were that in each event, if they placed first, they get one point, and second, two points, and so on. The ones that had the least number of points would win the prize. However, no one knew what the prize was; only the principal knew.

All the boys had lined up at the starting line for their first event, the three legged race. Over at the sidelines, the women were shouting crazily, cheering their sons and husbands on. However, two voices were heard above everybody else.

"Go Chris! Go Vaughn!"

"Go Bobby! Go Will!"

All four guys quickly looked at them and waved. As soon as they weren't facing Francie and Sydney, they all muttered under their breaths, "Oh brother…"

The starting pistol was shot and everyone started to run for the finish line. Many of the teams had tripped and fallen along the way. Amazingly enough, Michael and Chris were leading the pack, followed closely by Will and Bobby.

"Faster Michael," giggled Chris.

Vaughn looked down at Chris and smiled to himself. Life was going real well for him. Other than the times he had spent with Sydney, Vaughn had never been that happy in his whole life.

As they were nearing the finish line, Vaughn's shoelaces came untied and he tripped over them. This allowed Bobby and Will to catch up to them, but in the end, it was a tie between the four of them.

They untied themselves and jogged over to where Sydney and Francie were standing.

"Awesome job, you guys," said Sydney as she gave all four guys a hug. "Especially you two," she added, talking to Chris and Bobby, "I'm really proud of you guys. You two were out there, beating all the big kids that are in fourth and fifth grade."

Will draped his arm around Francie and they were both beaming immensely. In fact, everyone had a smile a mile wide.

A couple of minutes passed and it was the time for the next event, the water balloon toss. Needless to say, that when children are at the age of five years old, they're not very good catchers.

The first couple of tosses, Chris had caught the water balloon, but when they were about five feet apart, he dropped it, causing the water to spray everywhere around; mostly all over Vaughn's legs and shoes.

"Sorry Michael," he grinned mischievously.

"Aww… come ere' u little rascal," he said as he pinned Chris to the ground and started tickling him.

"Michael," he giggled between breaths, "please… stop… uncle!"

Vaughn finally stopped tickling him, but not before putting Chris in a friendly headlock. "Let's go say hi to your mom, you knucklehead."

"Hey mommy," said Chris as they approached her.

"Hey sweetie," she said while she looked at Vaughn. Laughing, she asked, "What happened to your pants? They're all wet."

Vaughn didn't say anything; he just looked at Chris, who was trying to act all innocent. Just then, Will and Bobby walked up to them. Everyone was silent for five seconds, until they all burst into laughter.

"Will," Francie said as she gasped for air from her laughter, "You look like you just wet yourself. Couldn't hold it any longer, huh? You just had to go and pee yourself in the middle of the field," she teased some more.

He had a fake scowl on his face and said, "It was all your son's fault."

Francie threw her hands up in the air retorted, "Hey, it's not my fault that you didn't teach your son how to throw."

Both Will and Vaughn headed back to their cars to go get some dry clothes. By the time they got back, it was time for the next event, which was the sack race.

The boys headed out to field to get in position for their sack race. In this event, the sons went first, going all the way to the end of the soccer field and back, then the fathers followed.

Sydney and Francie were going to the front of the bleachers for better seats when they heard some single mothers from the ptsa gossiping.

"Look over there Helen," one woman said as she pointed to Vaughn. "That one sure looks yummy."

"I agree with you there, but look at that one he's talking too. That one sure is a cutie too," the other woman replied while she pointed at Will.

"Too bad they're both probably taken."

"Yeah," the other one agreed, "They're both probably divorced guys that are taken by some blonde twenty year olds."

Off to the side, Sydney and Francie were trying real hard to contain their laughter. Feeling her laughter die down some, Sydney decided to go talk to the women. "Excuse me ladies, do you mind if my friend and I sit here?" she asked.

"Sure, go ahead hon. I'm Helen by the way and this is my friend, Bessie."

"Nice to meet you both," Francie said as she shook both of their hands.

Smirking, Sydney asked, "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but overhear what you two were talking about. So, which of these very handsome fathers did you guys say were cute?"

"I'll be glad to show you," one of them said. "See those two guys over there with the little boys? Don't you two think that they're cute too?"

"Definitely!" Francie agreed while trying to suppress her laugh with a cough.

"So, which one of those guys out there are yours?" Bessie asked Francie and Syd.

"They're out there somewhere. They are near the end of the other sideline though."

Before she could continue what she was saying, the starter pistol was shot. All of the little boys out there managed to get their potato sacks on very quickly and traveled to the other side of the field. Every once in a while, someone would fall, but they quickly got up.

When it was time for the fathers to do their part of the race, they rapidly put the sacks on their feet, but to only find that it was too short for them. Every five or six hops all the grown men would fall flat on their face. Since Will and Vaughn were very tall, they only went about two hops before falling down. However, they both worked really fast and Vaughn pulled out a close victory over Will by a hop.

The guys jogged over to where the girls were sitting and both Vaughn and Will place their arms around their respected other's waist. The women that Francie and Sydney had been talking to earlier were gawking.

"Hey guys," Sydney said as she leaned in for a kiss. "Helen, Bessie, this is my boyfriend, Michael. And, that is Will, Francie's husband."

They turned a bright crimson red and replied, "Nice to meet you both, but I think Bessie and I have to go find our boys now. Nice to meet ya'll. Bye."

As soon as the two women were out of hearing distance, Francie and Sydney laughed real hard that everyone around them were staring. The boys just looked each other, trying to figure out what they were laughing about, but just shrugged their shoulders.

There were four more events left in the father/son competition. Just as they had done before, both Vaughn and Chris and Will and Bobby had done really well; always placing in one of the top three, easily breezing by the other competition.

It was now time for the final event, the obstacle course race. The sons were the first ones to run the obstacle course. After they ran it, they were to go back to their fathers and tag their hands so that the fathers could run the course.

Chris had done extremely well, he outran a lot of boys that were twice his age. When he got to the rope net, he had a little difficulty and fell behind to fifth place. However, with a lot of determination and cheering from his mom and Vaughn, he had gotten back up to second place once more.

Little Chris rounded the corner with his short legs and ran as fast as he could to Vaughn. He slapped Vaughn's hand, and Vaughn was off like a jet rocket. "Go," Chris panted between breaths, "Michael! Run Faster!"

It was now a two man race; there was no way that any of the other overgrown, couch potato, fathers could catch up with trained CIA agents. Will and Vaughn were neck and neck throughout the whole thing. The whole crowd of onlookers had lost interest in their husbands or fathers and focused their attention to Will and Vaughn.

Nobody was more excited than Francie, Sydney, Bobby, or Chris. All four of them were jumping up and down; from afar, they looked like a bunch of crazy mexican jumping beans.

As the two men rounded the final corner, Vaughn used his last bit of energy to pull out a win, just an inch ahead of Will. They both slowed down to a stop and fell to the ground real quickly, trying to breathe as heavily as they could.

The whole crowd was in an uproar of glee. No one had even bothered to look at the rest of the remaining fathers; they had all crowded around Will and Vaughn, who were now spread out on the grass.

It was Bobby and Chris that had reached them first. "Michael, you did such a good job! You too, Uncle Will!" said Chris as he gave both of them a hug.

"Daddy, you did your best. I'm proud of you," added Bobby, "Awesome last sprint there, Uncle Mike!"

Will and Vaughn looked at each other and anyone that saw them could see the look of happiness on their faces. Francie and Sydney pushed their way to the crowd and once they had reached their husband/boyfriend, they each planted a big kiss on them.

While most of the kids groaned in disgust, other parents looked on with such awe at how much those two families loved each other.

From the back, the principal was heard on the microphone. "Will everyone please settle down so we can get on with the awards ceremony."

They handed out ribbons and trophies for each of the first, second, and third place team in each event. Off to the side, Vaughn, Will, Bobby, and Chris had collected a hefty amount of the prizes after most of the event winners were announced.

"Ok, and now to announce the grand champions of the father/son competition," the principal said. "As a tribute to Mr. Hunter, our event coordinator for the past three decades that will be retiring this year, the winners will receive a very big prize."

A soft murmur spread through the crowd like a wildfire. All of the children's eyes were lit up with excitement.

"The winners for the forty-seventh annual father/son competition at Briarwoods Elementary are none other than Chris Bristow and Michael Vaughn. Followed by Bobby and Will Tippin, who came very close to them."

The two families hugged each other tightly and squealed with joy and excitement.

The principal continued, "It's my pleasure to announce that the grand prize for this year's competition is a full expense paid vacation to Disney land during the week of spring break."

Vaughn, Sydney, and Chris' mouths all hung open. They froze for five seconds, unsure if they heard what they thought they heard. Finally, after a couple more seconds, it clicked in their brains. They jumped up and down, ecstatic about the prize that they had just won.

"Yay! Spring break's in a week, Michael!" shouted Chris.

Vaughn put his arm around Sydney's waist and smiled at her. She beamed back at him and said, "Thank you," very quietly as she placed another kiss on his lips.

The same man that Bobby and Chris had encountered earlier was now sitting in the back on a park bench. From far away, it looked like that he was reading his newspaper and was only interested in that.

However, the truth was, that he had been listening very intently to the principal's little speech and was now glad to have found out the information that he did.

"Disney land, huh…" he chuckled in disturbing way.

With that, he got up from where he was sitting, folded the newspaper and placed it under his arm. When he reached his car, he put one leg in, but turned around to look at the celebrating families.

"Michael Vaughn," he whispered to no one in particular, "You ruined my life, how about I ruin yours!"

So... how's everybody doing today? Anyways... sorry this was another fluffy/cheesy chapter. I promise that there will be some actual action coming up in Chapter 10. I promise. Well, hope you all have a good day!