CHANYEOL's POV
I watched as Bacon ran around the field, doing exactly what I told him to do.
Pretending to be a chicken...
So were basically all of the team, which was what I said would win the game. Most of them didn't believe me when I said it would, but I'd show them. I'd teach them to question the amazing Chanyeol's judgement and planning.
Bacon had a look of 'why am I doing this?' on his face as he ran circles around Zelo, clucking like a chicken. I laughed as I waved the pom poms I'd stolen from the head cheerleader.
"Alright, so once Kai gives the signal, we start. Do you all remember the routine I taught you?" I asked, looking at the other cheerleaders. They nodded, most of them looking at me like I was an idiot.
"Yeah, but I don't see why it requires you to wear a chicken costume." I smiled from inside the costume.
"Because we here to show Bangtan that we're the chickens from whatever this school is called..." I frowned and scratched my head as I tried to remember the name of the school that I went to. I shrugged when I gave up.
"I think they called us losers, not chickens..." I shrugged again.
"Meh, loser, chicken, same thing. Either way, we're going to kick their butt." I said and turned back to watch Kai. "Any minute now..."
Kai looked over and nodded, so I made a loud clucking noise, getting everyone's attention. The girls began to do the chicken dance, which was the routine we'd practised, and Kai and Taemin sprung into action.
Now, the actual game had started a couple of minutes ago, but it was our tactic to complete distract Bangtan's team before actually playing. And then we'd strike, with the added distraction of a cheerleading squad that consisted of chickens.
It was foolproof, our team had this game in the bag...
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"CHANYEEEOOOLLLLLL!" Bacon yelled as he tackled me to the ground, probably crumpling my chicken costume. He pulled the head of it off, not caring that little children could potentially be watching, and frowned at me. "You made me run around and act like a chicken in front of everyone!"
"Hey, it won you the game, didn't it?" I shrugged and he bonked my head, rather hard.
"No! We lost, you derp!" I chuckled awkwardly as he continued to hit me, not that he was hitting me very hard.
"Oh well, better luck next time."
"There won't be a next time! The next time won't be until next year, this was the qualifying round, and we didn't qualify!"
"Sorry?" Bacon huffed and got off of me, helping me up. I adjusted the chicken costume and wiped the grass off it before looking back at him.
"I guess you'll just have to keep training us then.." Bacon said, smiling. I felt my jaw drop as I stared at him.
"What? No, Bacon, please, I'll do anything!" Bacon continued to smile as I begged, getting down on my knees. "Pleeeaaaasssseeeeee!"
"Ooh, is Chanyeol proposing?" Taemin asked, instantly appearing behind Bacon. "Though you're only supposed to be on one knee, but then again, it is Chanyeol.." I looked at him and then back at Bacon.
"I'll marry you if you don't make me do it!" Bacon laughed and shook his head, shaking my grip off his arm.
"We're too young to get married..." I pouted as I stared at him, making him sigh. "I'll think about it, okay?" I smiled and jumped up, hugging him.
"Yay! Thank you, Bacon!" He laughed as he hugged me back.
"It's alright..." I kissed his cheek, making them turn pink as he tried to push me away. "Come on, the others look like there about to kill you..." He grabbed my hand and pulled me off the field, running when the others started chasing us.
"This is what happens when you make me come up with a plan!" I yelled as we ran.
"What? We end up wearing chicken costumes and getting chased?" I nodded and looked behind me.
"Yeah! But normally there's more pitchforks and less chicken costumes!" Bacon sighed as we ran, pulling me down a corner. He ran into a supply closest and shut the door.
I accidentally fell into him as it turned black, causing the two of us to fall on to the ground. We lay there, not moving as a mob ran past the door, thankfully not checking the closest.
"Alright, you can get off me now..." Bacon said once they'd past. I scrambled off him and sat there as he got up, carefully walking to the door. I heard the door handle jiggle a couple of times before Bacon cursed under his breath.
"What is it?" I asked, trying to see in the darkness. The door handle jiggled once more before Bacon replied.
"The door's locked..."
"So we're locked in the supply closet?"
"Yep... We're stuck."
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Woo! I don't care that it's a terrible ending, this story has ended!
I feel so accomplished XD Which is sad, if finishing a story (really badly) is an accomplishment in my life. It says something about me, don't you think? (That I'm a sad, sad person...)
Anyway, at least it means there'll be no more week long waits in between updates anymore, right? That's always a bonus... I think...
I don't really know ^^;
Bye
