Football Try Hards // Dnf Football AU

VI

Chapter 6: Captain

George's POV
"You're joking, you have to be joking Karl." His eyes grew wide from being surprised if not from worries and small hints of fear.

Him, Karl, Quackity, and Tommy were all sitting on the curb right outside 7/11, hoodies over their football uniforms and other branded shoes other than the uncomfortable cleats that they had to deal with for those few hours on the field.

Different flavored slushies in hand, candy scattered between the four of them, and straw wrappers being shot at one another, everyone was drained from practice today but coming here after on a friday afternoon was always an exception.

"No no, everyone is debating on whether or not you should try being captain for the next game." Karl took the slushie away from his mouth and placed it on the ground, gathering all his trash in a small pile next to him. "I'm not sure about Sap and of course not Dream but other then that, the entire team is up for it. Especially since the two games we won you had your input for which spots we should do."

They've recently won two of the three games they've played this semester, Dream being their captain as always.

But George couldn't help but to make little comments on the game they lost, Dream using his placements rather than George's.

When the blond used George's, they won and by a long shot. 

"I don't know Karl- "

"Look, if you aren't up for it than I'll tell everyone but I think you should try."

"I'm with Karl on this one Gogy, you'd be an amazing captain." Tommy chimed in, jokingly elbowing George in the ribs.

George only nodded his head and slowed down his breathes. Being the captain for one game could lead to being the captain for the remaining year if not for next.

Was he really ready for that?

"I'm going to go get a pizza, anyone else want one?" Quackity stood up from the curb, stretching his arms forward before pushing his beanie back down on his head.

"Don't you ever get hot in that?" George chuckled.

"No, now you're not getting anything because of how deep that hurt." He put his hands on top his beanie which only made it go further down his head.

"Wow okay." The brunet turned his head towards Tommy and Karl. "Want to go get some McDonalds instead of his 7/11 pizza?"

"..yeahh..sorry Big Q." Tommy rose from the curb and quickly headed towards George's car.

Was it unlocked?

No.

Did he have to yell back at George to open it?

Yes, yes he did.

"Okay but you drove me here, you can't just leave me." Quackity gave a fake pout.

George hummed. "Well, I'll have- "

Quackity had cut off George, starting to head towards his car. "I CALL SHOTGUN TOMMY."

Tommy had quickly swung open the passenger door when it became unlocked and shut it, looking at Quackity through the windshield with a sly smile.

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Quackity was last in the car, sitting next to Karl in the backseat.