Baseball lovers (The Sandlot Fan Fic)

Chapter:8 My Legend Babe Ruth

I haven't been going to the sandlot lately I was stuck doing chores at home and helping with some parties that where gonna happen. There was a reason my mom kept me occupied she tried to keep me away from Benny and boy how was it working. Until one day I escaped for a while because she had to go take my dad to the airport. I ran to the sandlot and when I got there I heard an explosion from the tree house. "What the fuck?" I ran towards the tree house and saw the gang standing there looking at somebody covered in gray stuff. "Hey what's the deal?" I looked at them and they turned to me and hugged me "okay personal space please." I chuckles and they pulled away "we have a plan to take yeah- yeah over there." Benny said and I looked at him shock "why?!?" I can't believe he is putting his friend in danger over a damn ball "buy another ball." I said coolly "you can't buy a ball sing by babe Ruth." Benny said annoyed and I shake my head "alright who was the idiot who brought a BABE RUTH ball?" Small raises his hands and I nod.

Yeah- Yeahs POV

"It's clear." I nodded "take me up." Ham started to turn the wheel and they guys helped pull me up "let me down slow." I started to go down "a little slower." I said trying to make noise "go" as I started to get closer to the ball I reached for it "let me down right over it." I was panting scared from the dog and I heard growling and snarls I grabbed the ball "eww" I grabbed it with three fingers "okay, I got it. Get me outta here." I turned back around and saw the dog a few feet away "I-I-I" I began stammering "hey pull him up!" I heard squints say I didn't get pulled up and I started to shout.

Mari POV

I heard squints say to pull him up but ham couldn't "help him!" I yelled and grabbed the rope trying to pull him up. "Aah!!" We pulled him up and saw him up by the tee house they where still shouting. We pulled him to safety "you guys are crazy doing that he could have gotten hurt!" Benny walked towards me he looked mad "why do you even care you are not even here for days and now you suddenly come back!" I got taken back by his words and looked away "that's true I'm sorry I came back I won't do it again!" I said hurt my voice cracked "good!" Benny said and I got so mad I punched him on his face and ran out of there crying.

I fell on my bed crying as my mom came into my room "aww mija what happened?" I looked at her "why are guys such jerks huh?" She rubbed my back "because they are thats how you like them right." I slightly chuckles and she stands up from my bed putting a record for me. "Thanks." She nodded and walked out of the room later that evening I heard someone knock on my door. "Come in." I said while I cleaned up my closet "hey..." It was Benny's voice and I turned around "what do you want?" I said rudely "i came to apologize I acted like a jerk it's all this baseball thing going on." I scoffed "what ever Benny." He grabbed me from my waits and pulls me towards him. "This is what I get for apologizing a 'what ever benny' I love you Mari goddamit!" His lips crashed to mine and we started to kiss. I pulled away "love ya too jerk." I smiled and he kissed me once more passionately then he grabbed my but and squealed. "Benny!" He chuckles and I smiles "what's wrong with that you are my girl right?" I chuckle "always and forever I kissed his neck then left him a hickey "there you go so girls will now know to back off." He chuckles and walks out of my room leaving me alone smiling like an idiot.

Benny's POV

That night I had a strange dream I was on my bed thinking then my room tatted to shake I freaked out thinking it was an earthquake then I saw some lights and cheering coming from my closet. "Who's there?" The door opened revealing the one and only Babe Ruth I stood there in shock. "Don't go owe in your pants. In just here to give a hand." I looked at him "B-but you're--" "dead?" He cut me off "legends never die, kid." He put his bat down and closed the closet door "but you're really him. You're The Babe, The Sultan of Swat, The King of Crash" he shook his head "Of Crash, and a hundred other dopey names." He said "forget about that stuff, kids. We don't got much time. I'm here cause you're in some kind of pickle, right?" He asked "yeah..." I looked at him shock "a baseball with my John Hancock on it... Went over a fence and you can't get it back, right?" He said holding his cigar in his hand "yeah, right."
"Just hop over there and get it." He said calmly "wait, wait! I called after him "I can't" I said "can't what?" He turned around and looked at me "I can't go into that backyard." He looked at me with his cigar in his mouth "why not?" He looked confused "there's a beast back there." He took a drag and blew smoke out of his mouth "what kind?"
"A giant gorilla-dog thing that ate one kid already." I explained to him "is that a fact? Sit down kid." He grabbed my shoulders and I sat on my bed. He took a chair then one of my baseball cards then he sat down "let me tell you something, everybody gets one chance to do something great." He said looking at me "most people never take the chance either cause they are too scared... Or they don't recognize it when it spits on their shoes. This is your big chance, and you should t let it go by. Remember when you busted the guys out of the ball the other day?" He asked me "someone's telling you something, kid. If I was you, I'd listen." I nod then shake my head "yeah. But what?" He chuckles "you're the one with the rubber legs. Figure it out." He stood up "Henry Aaron. I don't know why, but can I have this?" He looked down at me "sure, yeah." "Thanks." He out it in his back pocket and grabbed his bat walking towards the closet "wait." He turned around once more "you're saying I should hop over that fence and pickle the beast?" He blew another smoke cloud and pointed at me with his cigar "think about that, kid. I'll see you later." He winked at me and the crowd was cheering again "remember, kid, there's heroes and there's legends. Heroes get remember, but legends never die. Follow your heart, kid and, and you'll never go wrong." I looked at my closet and fell asleep after a while thinking of what Babe Ruth meant.