2

Yay, welcome to the 2nd chapter! First one was a bit short, but I thought of it like a prologue, so...
Enjoy reading ans please review hoy you liked it!
(I actually don't know the first names of the Santiago twins and the Ticks, so I just took the actor's ones.)

Gosh, it was so awkward.

Keyla sat in the living room, exhausted but happy.

She had been introduced to the rest of the crew earlier, all of them of course wanting to celebrate their new recruit. So the evening was filled with lots of music, dancing and playing video games – and a food orgy she hadn't seen her whole life. Actually, she hadn't been eating very much the past days since her shortage of money.

The Vault was very quiet without music playing everywhere; it was late and most of the Pirates were already asleep.

"Eeej, senorita, good night!" She nearly had a heart attack when the twins spoke, not noticing them passing behind her. "Geez, calm down mi dulce, we're not gonna eat ya!" They laughed, heading to their sleeping place, when one of them stopped. "You okay?", he asked, throwing himself beside her on the armchair she was sitting in.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Just ate to much, haha…" She rubbed her stomach, leaning her head against the backrest. "I don't feel like sleeping at all…"

The twin snickered when she yawned despite what she just said. She sighed. "This feels so unreal… I'm afraid when I fall asleep I'll wake up and nothing ever happened." "Don't say that!" He shook his head enthusiastically. "Tomorrow mornin' ya'll wake up and everything's gonna be alright, yo?"

Keyla closed her eyes, snuggling deeper into the armchair.

"Yeah… by the way, which one of the twins are you?"

He blinked, face shocked. "Whaat? Dios mio, how can you say that? I'm Fucando, the better lookin' one!" "-Hey, I heard that!", his brother's voice appeared from the next room; he was already in bed.

"Bah, what does he know?" Fucando grinned, patting her shoulder. "Get some rest, will ya?" Night, senora!" With another kiss on her hand he slid to bed.

The girl yawned again. What was it with all the handkissing? She'd never get that. But okay, different strokes for different folks, right?

[]

Next morning Keyla woke up hearing loud music booming.

Eyes still half-closed from the bright light filling the room she realized she fell asleep on the armchair… great. She stood up and stretched her aching muscles.

Where did the damn music come from?

"Nonononono, like this!"

Voices were heard as she came closer when searching for the source of the noise. She found it in one of the next rooms; snooping around the corner, her eyes widened.

The floor was simple white, but what caught her attention was one of the walls: Completely covered in a construction made of ghetto blasters, giving one of the best sounds she ever heard from one.

"Look, ya doin' it like 'bam', but it has to go like 'whoosh'! See?"

Hearing them talk again, the girl took her eyes off the boomboxes, looking at the scene before her.

It seemed the Ticks were practising with the twins, teaching them – or at least trying – some moves for a new choreography.

"Awww, common, we like it 'bam'! We do, don' we, Fucando?" Martin was speaking, waving his arms around as he did. His brother nodded. "Yeah, 'bam's cool, why don' ya-" "Mornin' guys…"

Keyla decided to interrupt the discussion as she leaned to the doorframe.

All heads turned in her direction. "Aye, mornin' mi sol~", the twins chirped while the others just raised a hand. "Yo, wazzup! You' been sleeping like dead, man! Everyone's already out!"

"We're workin' on some moves, wanna join?"

She yawned, stepping further into the room to have more space. "Sure, just gimme a minute to warm up!" The boys watched her first stretching, then hopping around a bit to the music.

Few minutes later she stopped, looking expectant at their observing faces: "So, wat'cha got?"

A while of them dancing, discussing and dancing again passed when the music stopped.

"Wha-?"

Their irritated gazes shot to the sudden cause of the silence. "People, I'm back!"

Moose was standing there, arm around his girlfriend's waist. "Cam, this is Keyla, she's new. Keyla, that's Camille!"

"Nice to meet you!" Camille smiled, shaking her hand. "I was busy last evening so I couldn't join the party, but Moose didn't stop babbling about how awesome you were yesterday and how much he wants us to meet", she laughed and winked, "but don't make me jealous, okay?" Saying that her boyfriend got a kiss on his cheek, making Keyla smirk.

"Don' worry, snatching boyfriends away is a taboo my dear." She boxed Moose in his arm, sticking her tongue out. "Wait, what's that?"

"Huh?" The girl blinked, irritated. "Your tongue, stick it out again!" As she did so, the others noticed as well.

"You got your tongue pierced?"

Ah, that's the snag.

Terence grimaced. "Didn't it hurt like hell?"

Keyla laughed, shaking her head. "It's not much worse than getting an earring… can't really speak for the first week and that's all!"

"Bwahaha, shame I couldn't hear that…by the way, what were you workin' on?" Of course the student had to ask eventually, no dance escaping his sight.

Aja grinned, turning on the music again. "Let's show 'em, guys!"

As soon as the six of them were in position he gave a sign and they started on what they were developing earlier.

It wasn't that much since they only began this morning so after a few minutes the choreography itself ended and everyone changed to freestyle, hopping and sliding around as they felt like.

Moose and Camille soon joined them and the dance floor was a chaos of moving bodies, laughing and messing around to the music.

"God, I'm finished!"

Everyone was sprawled around the living room on whatever they could find to sit or lie in; the two lovebirds taking the chance to cuddle since they hadn't much time for that in university, the Ticks discussing some new plans and the twins and Keyla sitting on some beanbags, chatting.

"So, where' ya from?", Martin asked, opening a bottle of water and drinking.

The girl took her face out of the towel she'd been wiping the sweat off her face. "Tennessee, left two months ago. Can I have some?" She caught the bottle thrown in her direction. "Thanks."

"You doin' anything?"

She chuckled. Yeah, curious twins questioning her stereo was kinda funny. Of course they did want to get to know as much as possible from their female apprentice.

"Not really. 'Ve been street performing since I left home, but I dunno what I'm gonna do… you live from what you earn with the club, right?"

The twins nodded. After their success at the World Jam they'd cleared their debts with the price and the club became so famous they didn't have financial problems with only running it.

"Usually I'm on the streets during the day, but dancing in a studio is kinda nice for a change."

Fucando winked. "I like how you dance." "-Hey, I was gonna say that!", his brother protested, punching his shoulder lightly.

Keyla grinned, a light blush on her cheeks. "You're the ones to talk, you're awesome! I'll never get how you can stay so synchronal all the time, even when you're freestyling!"

They laughed, throwing arms around each other. "That's a secret between twins, senora! But what really would be cool is if you gave us the honour of performing somethin' with us, I bet we could think of some ass-kickin' choreo!"

"Yeah, that wou- what?"

The girls face reddened again, lowering her face to hide it at least a little.

They would be honoured by performing with her?

She would die to get this chance, how could they say that?

"Aww, look brother, isn't that cute?"- "Yea', she's like a tomato! I didn' know a face can get this red!"

Crap, where was this so-called self control when you need it?

"Guys, guys, give her a break, won't ya?" The girls entered from the elevator, dropping their bags at the entrance and theirselves on the sofas. Everyone looked up.

"Where the heck have you been?", Moose asked, waving a hand. Anala threw him a grin and pointed at the bags. "Shopping; after our failure yesterday we went again!"

He smiled sheepishly, scratching his head. "Hope it was successful compared to our effort?"

Both giggled, confusing the others. As the girl saw their irritated faces, she only said: "Never go shopping with Moose, okay?"

Everyone laughed at that when Jacob came in. "Guys, listen!", he shouted with a face so serious that it became quiet in no time.

"What happened?" They stared at him with worried faces when he sat down, opening the laptop he brought with him.

"Look at this, it's from the Samurais."- "WHAT?"

As fast as they'd fallen silent all of them were talking now; There was so much babbling you could barely understand a word.

"Hey, calm down, will ya – HEY!" Their leader tried to get their attention back which failed until he blew a loud whistle. "My god ya worse than a bunch of chicken! Listen, will ya?"

It took the Pirates a while to calm down and they gathered around him, staring at the screen when he played a video from the internet:

It started harmless, showing the Pirate's last dancing sequence at the World Jam with the light suits, the crowd around them going wild.

Then the music was turned down and a voice blended in. "Congratulations Pirates, for winning the World Jam!", it spoke sarcastically and everyone frowned.

"Julien", someone growled when he continued: "You really think you deserved that, don't you? Well…"

Another scene was shown, this time the Samurais when they were wiping the floor with them; at that time nobody thought the Pirates would turn the wheel…

Suddenly Julien appeared, a smeary grin across his face. "C'mon, are you kidding me? Light suits, little kids dancing… everyone could win with that! Guess a little trick to distract from your lack of skills can't hurt, huh?"

His finger pointed towards the camera. "You and me. Re-match. This time without your little games.

We'll show the world what a bunch of losers you truly are!"

[]

The video had ended, leaving the Pirates in silence. They continued to stare at the screen in disbelief even though there was nothing to see anymore, caught in pure shock.

"Dammit, this stupid dipshit!", Cable suddenly yelled, bumping his fist into the sofa and snapping everyone out of their thoughs.
"What the hell is he thinking?"- "I could totally wring this asshole's neck!"

All of them started ranting except for Jacob who searched for everything regarding this video, face disgusted.

"That's bad, really bad…", he murmured, gesturing the Pirates to listen to him.

"Look guys, seems like the Samurais're not the only ones to think that, people are talkin' all over the internet about this, callin' us cowards."

"Dios mio!"
A spanish tirade burst out of the twins, none of the others wanting to know the translation.

When they finally ended there was dead silence.

How could that happen?

They won the Jam months ago; they proved themselves to the world, proved that noone messes around with the Pirates, not even that dork Julian!
And there he was now, claiming it had been nothing with this stupid arrogant grin!

The atmosphere was soaked with depression, heads hanging everywhere Keyla looked.

Anger boiled deep inside her chest, making her want to scream.

Who did he think he was?

God, she never wanted to punch that jerk's nose so badly right now!

A phone-ring startled her out of her thoughts. Everyone jumped at the sudden noise, Moose hastily taking out his mobile.

"It's Luke!" Surprided, he took the call. "Hey, dude… yeah, we saw it…" Sighing, he stood up and left the room so he could talk to him uninterrupted.

"Guys-…" Keyla pulled herself together, trying to cheer them up: "…Guys, don't listen to that dickhead. You won fair and square, you know that! And everyone else knows that, too!"

The Pirates gave no reaction and just continued to bluntly stare into nowhere.

She sighed heavily and stood up. "My god I saw you, you did the friggin' coolest performance I've ever seen in my life! So get up your fuckin' butts and give 'em a foot in the ass they'll never forget!" She didn't notice herself getting louder and louder until she even yelled; at least they were listening now, a few of them looking up.

"She's damn right…"

It was Jason who spoke up now, getting to his feet like she had. "Who is he that he thinks he can get us down, huh? We beat him once, we do it again: We're the Pirates, dammit!"- "Yeah, Pirates!"- "Pirates! Pirates! Pirates!" That word echoed through the Vault now, all of them shouting and slamming fists on whatever surface they could find within reach.

Moose entered back in, he had ended talking to Luke.

"Woah, what did I miss?"

He smirked; seeing his crew getting back it's confidence got himself all pumped up.

"So Guys, we gonna kick the Samurai's ass or what?", he shouted, using his hands as a megaphone.

The Pirates punched their fists into the air.

"YEAH!"