A/N here is 'My Left Foot' Shout out time!

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In the school lunch room I was sitting in between Jack and Milton eating my container of cut up pineapples. I ate them mockingly in front of Jack and Milton while they ate school food. They'd probably be better off eating toilet paper.

"You know this is absolute torture right" Jack said watching me eat another piece of pineapple. "Can't I have one bite?" I shook my head "Please?" I shook my head again. He sighed and leaned back in his chair pouting.

I sighed this time "Here" I handed him a piece.

"Thank you" he smiled and took the piece as Jerry and Eddie walked over.

"Then what is her type?" Eddie asked Jerry.

"You know guys that do things big. The type of guy that stands out in a crowd" Jerry told him.

"Hello? Have you seen my new scarf it looks like a snake" Eddie said as if it were impressive. Spoiler alert, it wasn't.

Milton sniffed the air "what's that smell?"

"It smells like actual food" Kim said in shock.

Jack scoffed "This is the school cafeteria. It is no place for actual food" He lifted his plate and turned it upside down, and the food stuck to it. Like I said toilet paper.

"It's them" Milton said. We all looked over to the table across form us where all the football players were there eating fancy food literally served on a silver platter. "Here we go. The start of football season."

"Look at them with their prime rib. They think they're so much better than us. Ooh, I'm going to go ask that guy if I can eat his fat" Jerry stood up.

"Jer! Sit!" I said sternly.

"You know, their quarterback just moved away, and they're holding tryouts to find a replacement" Eddie said to us.

"Wait a minute!" Milton jumped up "I think we all know there's someone sitting right at this table that could replace him"

Jerry and Eddie started talking at once feeling flattered. Oh how I'm surrounded by idiots.

"He was talking about Jack, doofus's" I said cutting them off.

"I would love to, but between school and karate and I just got a turtle. It's a whole thing. The walking alone takes forever" Turtle? Do you even walk a turtle?

"Jack, you're the most athletic person we know" Milton said.

"What about Nikki" Jack gestured to me "She runs for fun"

I rolled my eyes eating another piece of my pineapple "I don't do football" I said simply.

"Come on, the school needs a quarterback" Milton continued.

"And we need meat, man" Jerry intervened.

"Guys, what part of 'got a turtle' don't you understand?"

"I'll tell you what, I'll even go with you to the tryouts for moral support" Milton told him.

"I will too" I added.

"I doesn't just work like that, guys. They don't let any kid try out for the football team."

"Yo, coach M!" I shouted as he passed by "Jack wants to tryout-"

"Great, Jack, we'll see you tomorrow at 3: 30 then" he said before he continued walking.

"Wait, what just happened?" Jack asked looking between me and Milton.

I smirked and reached for another piece of pineapple but there was nothing in my container. I looked down at the empty bowl; I could've sworn I had a few pieces left. "Where's my pineapple?"

"No idea" Jerry said with his mouth full.

"Jer" I said dangerously calm "Did you eat the last of pineapple?"

"No" he shook his head slowly getting up out of his chair.

"You're dead!" I shouted jumping out of my chair and over the table. Jack and Kim both jumped up holding me back while Jerry hid behind his chair screaming like a little girl.

"Nikki! Nikki! Nikita!" Jack shouted. "Calm down"

I slumped back in my chair doing a little I'm watching you signal to Jerry crossing my arms.

"Back to our pervious conversation" Kim said slowly "I would support you and the team by joining the pep squad, but as you know, Grace kicked me off for no reason"

"Uh, you drop kicked our mascot" Milton reminded her.

"I wouldn't call that nothing" I said still scowling at my empty bowl.

"He was saying inappropriate things to me through his blowhole" Kim excused. "I belong on that pep squad front and center. And I'll say it I like being looked at"

"Pep squad is for blonde attention hogs…" I trailed off looking at Kim "You're right you do belong on that team"

Jerry scoffed "Kim, you had your shot. Okay? Leave the pep to the professionals"

"You have pep?" Kim asked.

"Oh, I have pep, sister" Jerry stood up "Yo, drum line, give me a beat. S-E-A-F-O-R-D"

"S-E-A-F-O-R-D" The crowd cheered back.

"Greatest school in history" Jerry continued as two guys lifted him up on their shoulders.

"Greatest school in history"

"Show your spirit, let's march the hall"

"Show your sprit let's march the hall"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa gonna hit the wall. Gonna hit the wall!" They continued anyways knocking Jerry to the floor with a painful groan.

I smiled merrily down at him "Next time don't eat my pineapple"

Jerry sat up "There is no way you had anything to do with that"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night" I said in a taunting voice as I continued down the hall. Honestly, I had nothing to do with that. Karma's just a bitch.

XXXXXX

I sat on a bench in the dojo waiting for Jack to come out of the bathroom in his football uniform. Milton was going to be his coach, but I don't think that guy knew the first thing about football. But I could be mistaken.

Milton clapped "Come Jack hustle it up"

Jack came trudging out of the locker room in his uniform "Milton, I'm just going down for a tryout. Do I really have to wear this?"

Milton blew his whistle and threw down a yellow flag "Five yards for a bad attitude fella"

I walked over "I think you look good in a jersey" Jack smirked at me before kissing me.

Milton blew his whistle again causing me to jump back "Another five yards, for PDA"

Then Rudy came running over to us "Sweet Moses, is it Halloween already? I gotta put out the raisins"

"No, no, no, no, Rudy" Milton stopped him "It's not Halloween. Jack's trying out for the football team."

Rudy smiled a smile that I knew too well. It meant a story of one of Rudy's 'glory days' was about to be told "Oh I played a little pig skin. You're looking at the man responsible for the tackle heard round the world"

"Gotta go" we all said at once and started to leave.

"It was September 17th" Rudy said stopping us from leaving. "City championships. Seaford up by six, 10 seconds on the clock. Suddenly, Creighton High's legendary fullback Bronco Wiznewski burst through the hole. A he raced for our end zone, I felt the weight of the city's dreams on my shoulders. Hit him so hard, he spit out his mouth piece, his teeth, and his pride."

"So you won the championships?"Jack asked confused.

"No, we forfeited. Apparently there's some rule that you have to be on the team to make a tackle" I face palmed, even I knew that about football. "Jack I'm so proud of you're going out for football. I want you to have something special"

"What is this?" Jack asked looking at the mouthpiece.

"Bronco's mouthpiece. I'd give it a quick boil" Jack dropped that thing so fast as Rudy left.

"Guys, I gotta let you in on something. I can't throw a football" Jack admitted.

"Can't or won't" Milton asked.

"Can't"

"Can't or don't" Milton asked.

"Can't"

"Can't or shan't?" Milton asked.

"I can't throw a football, Milton!" Jack shouted at him.

I nudged Milton to the side so I was standing in front of Jack "Come on, you can't be that bad."

'At the football field Milton and I were watching Jack throw a football, and boy was I wrong. He can be that bad.

"Wow. When you say you can't throw a football you really can't" Milton said.

I shook my head "No, you just need to practice. Here" I picked up the ball and handed it to him "Now aim for the circle"

Jack tried a couple of times before he finally got close to the target. "Oh, I'm totally getting the hang of this. I hit the tire"

"That was great, but with a small adjustment you can make it go through the tire. It's simple physics. The is a spheroid, so if you release at a 40 degree angle while pronating your hand you'll eradicate wind resistance."

Jack took the football "Yeah, that's totally what I was thinking" jack then threw the ball right through the tire.

"You did!" I cheered.

"I got it through the tire" I hugged Jack then he did a chest bump with Milton.

"All right, Jack" the coach said as he came over "let me see you hit Murphy in the end zone"

"Oh, Murphy?! Come on, Coach. He's never gonna catch it. Look at him down there. He's got those tiny little t-rex hands"

"Milton! I got it" Jack assured him. Then he threw the ball all to way to Murphy.

"Jack that was a perfect throw. He caught it" Milton said. "Great catch Murphy" Milton shouted to him.

"You did it. Coach M's gotta go with you" I told him.

"Naw, I'm going with Mike Reynolds" Coach told us.

"What?! But he threw the ball perfectly to the little fingered freak" Milton said.

"Yeah, sorry"

"That is so unfair! Gaaah!" Milton yelled and kicked a football right through the field goal.

"Whoa! You just kicked a 50-yard field goal. What's your name nerd" Coach asked.

"Milton Krupnick" Milton told him.

"Krupnick, you're our new kicker. You're starting Friday's game"

"Do you know what this means?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, I know exactly what this means. I'm a jock" Milton said excited.

"Come with me" Coach yanked him to the side.

XXXXX

Around four days later Kim, jerry, Eddie, Jack and I were walking into the school cafeteria.

"Dude, you missed the best part of the game" Jack told Eddie.

I nodded "Yeah, Milton drilled a 45 yarder right into the wind"

"Why do the good things always happen when I'm in the port-a-pooper?" Eddie asked.

"We're the Krupnick party, he's meeting us here" Jerry said. The guy flipped through his list confused.

"We're with the foot, hon." Kim told him clearing things up.

"No way" Jerry sang as we sat down.

"Hey can you smell that. That's the smell of fancy" Jack said.

"I made it, grandma! I made it!" Eddie shouted.

"Pineapples, ma' am" a guy said handing me a platter of cut up pineapple.

I took it and starred at it "I have never loved that little red head so much"

"Thanks to Milton, we're for a whole new life at school" Kim said

"You are not kidding. Mr. Bauer gave me detention for riding my skateboard but when I dropped Milton's name, poof, it went away."

"Oh, that's nothing. Guess who made the pep squad?" Kim asked flipping her hair.

"I thought grace wasn't gonna let you in" Eddie said.

"She wasn't but Milton made a phone call and two spots magically opened up. All this one has to do is shave his pit poodles"

I laughed "He'll never do it"

"Yes he is" Kim said sternly.

"No, I told you I'm not doing it" Jerry said. Then they both started arguing and talking at once.

"Alright everybody, I have used game socks!" Milton called as he entered the cafeteria tossing socks around. He walked over to us and sat down.

"Hey Milton, came right from practice?" Jack asked.

"No history, Russian revolution really takes a lot out of me" He answered.

"Are you wearing one of my oogs" Kim asked.

"I sure am, when you have a loaded gun, you need to keep it in a holster honey" he said propping his pink ooged covered foot on the table.

One of the chefs put a shrimp cocktail in front of Milton and as soon as he picked one up Eddie cut him off.

"Oh, hey Milton. I came up with a really cool way to impress Grace. All I need is to be the scoreboard operator"

Milton nodded "I got you. Hey, coach! Can my friend Eddie be our scoreboard operator?"

"What, you mean this nerd? You got it, foot"

"Hey, Milton are you going to make it to karate practice today?" I asked.

"I had study group at 3- had to push that back due to an interview with the school paper. Sorry, not gonna happen." Milton picked up another shrimp and went to eat it but the coach cut him off.

"Hey, Milton! Team pictures. Gotta go"

Milton dropped his shrimp "See you guys"

XXXXXX

As I walked into the dojo I passed by two of Milton's nerd friends "Milton are you okay" I asked sitting on the mats.

"Not really"

"What's wrong?"

"I think I need to quit the team" Milton said.

"What why?" I asked confuse "I thought you were having fun with this whole 'foot' thing"

"I just don't like what it's done to me because f it" Milton admitted.

I sighed "If you wanna quit Milton you can, I'm sure the guys will be fine with it.

As Jack walked in I headed outside, if Milton really wanted to quit I wasn't gonna stop him. He's my friend.

XXXXXX

At the football game I was sitting with Jack and Rudy in the bleachers.

"Wow, Rudy you really went for it" Jack said noting how Rudy basically painted his entire body yellow and blue.

"Absolutely. Check out what's gonna happen every time we score." Rudy pulled on his hat and confetti went everywhere. "That was my blowhole"

"That has got to be the most ridonkulous thing I have ever seen" I said. Just then Phil came walking over in a giant crayfish costume "Spoke to soon" I turned my attention to the game figuring it best if I ignored whatever Rudy and Phil were up to.

Milton kicked a 45 yarder and then the pep squad came out. Kim got up on Jerry's shoulders and started cheering before she fell to the ground and got her head stuck in sousaphone. She got up and started chasing Jerry down the field. Then Eddie kinda failed at asking Grace out and gave himself a wedgy. But somehow Grace still said yes. When the time out was over Jack went down to go talk to Milton and I figured it was best if I stayed up here. Milton already knew where I stood about his whole situation he needed to know the others thought the same.

After a few minutes Milton went out to the field so I ran down to the sidelines with Jack, Jerry, and Kim. Milton kicked it and… made it.

Milton came over to us and gave us all high five "Milton you did it! Party at my house!" one of his teammates said.

"You guys go ahead, get it started without me. I'll catch you later" Milton told him.

"Dude, Milton that was awesome! You did it. And even though you're retiring from the team, you should go celebrate th e victory with your guys" Jack told him.

"I'm going to- with you guys" Milton said.

"Whoo-oo! Yeah!" Jerry shouted as two guys lifted Milton up on their shoulders.