in which there are winners and losers

Something was happening in the cargo hold of the private vessel the SR2 Normandy. A projector was rigged up to show the 'event' on one of the loading bay doors. The crew not 'on duty' had started assembling in the bay on blankets and folding chairs. Large containers had been set up with cold drinks both alcoholic and non. The cook had even rigged up a grill. He was grilling up good old fashion hamburgers and hot dogs, and a few dumpling for the Beijing fans. Garrus shook his head as he came in, he was more than happy to skip this and be one of the one to stay 'on duty' to let someone who wanted to watch the event attended. But Shepard told him in no uncertain terms that he had better be there.

"What's going on?" Grunt asked patting his shot gun.

"I believe it is called Football. Something CCXIX. Not really too sure myself" Garrus replied.

"Humans are crazy, this would be a good time to take them out. Would not take much." Grunt snorted and wander over to get some food. Garrus mandibles twitched in amusement. Then he felt a hand grab his forearm, he had to stop himself from hitting the person that held on to him.

"Garrus, you came." Shepard smiled, her hair bouncing in their pig tails. She wore a oversize blue shirt with grey 07 on it and loose grey sleeping pants. She waived a flag with the New York Giant's symbol on it.

"You did not give me much choice." Garrus laughed. "You do know I know nothing about your human sports."

"I'm sorry... you can go if you want." Shepard lost the smile and her eyes dimmed a bit.

"Not at all this is bound to be...interesting." Shepard perked up at that and dragged Garrus to a blanket and plopped down. Garrus settled down next to her. More crew came, in the ones dressed in Beijing red and gold sitting on the port side of the hold. The ones bearing the Giant's colors sat around the commander on the starboard side. Garrus leaned back on his taloned hands, a bit surprise when Shepard nestled herself under his shoulder. Not that she stayed there long...

"THAT.. WHAT!!" Shepard sputtered as she leapt up. " SO NOT A FOUL. DAMN OFFICAL!" many of the Giants fans throwing things at the 'screen'.

"Oh sit down Jane, it's legit." Miranda cat called from her side of the hold. "Your just jealous cause we took first down."

"As if, every know that's just a myth." Shepard leaned down to Garrus, "Want anything?" when he shook his head, she ran over and grabbed herself some food and a beer.

"What do you know they just put a krogan in. I might like this after all." Grunt said from his spot in the back. There was a spattering of laughter as the game cut to commercials.

"Time for the best part!" The Scottish Engineer said, but quickly ducked as food was thrown in his directions, "What? I happen to like a more manly sport!"

"What's that?" Kelly asked.

"Golf." He stated, then high tailed it out of there as more than just food was thrown at him.

Shepard settled back down next to Garrus, "Having fun?" she asked with mouthful of food. Garrus chuckled and hand her a napkin, "mm sorry."

"Yes, I don't think I have seen you quite this... uh...animated before." Garrus replied mirthfully. "Though I am surprised to see a krogan playing a human game."

"Yeah 2166 mmm or was it 67, we changed the rules to allowed cross species players." Shepard voice took on the tone of a diehard fan, "the Manchester United has a turian and a krogan. the San Fransi- GO GO catch it!" Shepard along with many other Giants fans cat called to the screen.

"Intercept Damnit!" Miranda yelled just as loud.

"Holy mother above that krogan can throw, a 69 yard pass!"

"And a touchdown! That puts us ahead." one of the blue and grey clad crew members called out.

"For the moment..." was the response.

"I'll have to say that the Binary Helix's commercial was really good." Garrus stated, tucking his increasingly inebriated commander under his arm.

"Nah, the Aldrin Lab have had a running commercial." Shepard giggled, "I like when they span mutippp...muutip...many breaks" she wriggled herself closer Garrus.

"Fourth quarter, guys this is it!" Shepard stated.

"It's so close it could go either way."

"WHO YAH! Interception." Shepard pumped her hand in the air.

"You haven't won yet." Miranda stated.

"Bring it!" Shepard laughed.

***

Shepard fell in to bed, then leaned up on her elbows, and looked over at Garrus. "We sure showed the Dragon's Cheerleader. Twenty four to nineteen" She then collapsed in to a fit of giggles.

Garrus snorted, "your drunk."

"Nope." Garrus mandibles flared in disbelief.

"I am sloshed out of my mind, and you want to know what else, Mo chuisle?"

"What?" He asked with some hesitation, something about the tone of her voice...

"I am horny as all hell." she pushed herself out of bed and tackled him to the floor. Kissing his mandibles and neck while trying to removed his shirt. He let out a deep throated laughter, as she wiggled around to get a better angle on his shirt. Garrus ran his hand through her hair, pulling the rubber bands out as he did,

"Never seen you with your hair down, commander." He mummer, she paused at her work and looked up at him. Which gave him the break he was looking for.

Garrus slipped out from under her scoped her up and tossed her on the bed. Then stalked towards her, voicing a predatory growl. She giggled at the turian smile on his face.

first and foremost I do not like football! so any thing I got wrong I am sorry but all I know of it comes with working tech support for 8 years for a TV provider... i had several 'for dummies' websites up with terms...I hate sports :P now that being said, when I saw the 'article' on the load screen for mass effect 2... I could not but stop and write this up. it literal poured in to my head.

also I cannot remember the Scottish Engineer name sorry that i did the cop on that.

now I am off to actually play the game like I had intend to.. 3hours ago.