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The Hockey player (karlity) 💠

Karl x Quackity
Fluff💠/lime🔱
Song: paparazzi - lady Gaga ?
Posting this bc I need to go to school but I'm hopefully posting the rest/lime/smut WHEN I GET BACK‼️ also sorry again for being afk for like a week

It was Quackitys first day at his college Intership as a reporter.
The stadium was loud,sounds coming from every corner as him and his team entered.
His hands full with film equipment,so close to falling down.
Orders being barked,his superiors using words like 'dolly grip' and 'clapper'.
Quackity was overstimulated and nervous,but he needed this money If he wanted to eat these next few months.
Is it really that hard? You just hold a camera and/or yap into a mic?

Quackity was good at playing roles,he was good at adjusting his personality to certain types of people.
In this case it was phony old men or arrogant college trust fund kids,so pretty easy.
Quackity quickly followed his colleagues into the already packed stadium.
Apparently they were late,so they rushed down to their reserved reposter's table and sat down.
Since Quackity was only the camera man for now,he kinda just sat there and filmed.
Not much effort..just...filming whoever was moving?

He was a little disappointed that this was all he had to do as apposed to actually reporting or making old people laugh,but on the other hand he was glad he had to do the bare minimum to have this internship.
Quackity sat back relaxed,man spreading as he filmed one particular player about to score.
Well,until that player got shoved onto the ice by someone else,making the stadium go wild.
Quackity wasn't fully sure of what was going on,but it seemed to start getting interesting.

The whistle blew and the 'aggressive' player took off his helmet,shouting back and forth with the referee trying to justify his push.
His hair Bounced as it popped out of that obnoxiously big helmet.
A pretty face appeared.
Quackity felt this weird feeling of insane focus wave through his body as he zoomed in.
"Seems like player 14 aka. The teams golden retriever; karllll jacobbbssss is bickering with the referee about his assault just now!"
You could hear the statement made on the microphone next to him through out the whole stadium.

A very reporter -ish voice,but Quackity still wasn't distracted from the boy on thee ice.
"Hey,I hope your getting this"
Quackitys superiperior Said as he tapped his shoulder with one hand and covered his mic with the other.
Quackity finally snapped out of it and took his eye out of the viewfinder.
Quackity:"huh? Yeah I'm getting all of it"
His colleague nodded and went back to facing his mic.
Quackity went back to keeping his eye on number 14.

He was still arguing with the ref but now the guy he shoved was in on it too.
They were all saying some sort of nonsense until Karl threw his hockey stick on the ice before skating to the bench.
They all looked some sort of unsatisfied but the whistle blew again and the game continued.
Quackity unfortunately had to zoom out of the frame where Karl was complaining to his teammate about what happened and had to go back to the actual game.

But lucky for him,about 10 minutes later the whistle blew again and Karl got put back in.
He was arguably the best player on the ice,
Quackity didn't know a lot about hockey or professional sports teams but..mad player = a lot of energy = winning.
And that's what happened,their team won.
It was announced on the speakers and half of the stadium went wild.
This was the colleges stadium so most of the people there were on their side anyways.

The opposing teams shook hands before celebrating their victory by lifting up Karl and the goalie and tossing them up and down.
This was far more interesting than Quackity thought.
Since the game had ended,people were starting to leave the stadium.
Quackity turned off the camera and sighed,
Glad that he could finally rest his hands but his superiors had other plans.
They very quickly rushed Quackity to get up before jogging to the ice skaters changing room entrance.