Sidemen Oneshots + Stuff

To Peel An Orange

I give you the entire chapter to guess where the idea to write this came from. Starting...now!

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Vikk walked over to the fruit bowl, taking out an orange. He threw it up and caught it with one hand before trying to peel it.

Key word: trying.

Five minutes later, he somehow was still unsuccessful. The best he'd done so far was make a scratch on the skin, but it otherwise remained unaffected. Quite annoyed, he chucked it at the kitchen table with as much power as possible.

Okay, so maybe he was more than just quite annoyed, but who wouldn't be if they'd been trying to peel an orange for five minutes without getting anywhere.

Simon, who was near enough to hear the orange hit the table, entered the kitchen.

"What's going on in here?" he asked, looking at Vikk who had bent down to grab the slightly dented orange.

"Attempts to peel fruit, that's what," Vikk replied bitterly. "This stupid thing won't open."

"Pass it here," Simon said, catching the fruit that was thrown his way. He tried to peel it as well, but it wouldn't budge. He frowned, before throwing it upwards, then kicking it as it made its way back down.

Josh happened to walk into the room at the same moment and snatched the orange from the air.

"And what do you think you're doing?" he asked Simon. "You can't eat bruised fruit."

"It's already bruised enough from when Vikk threw it somewhere," Simon retorted.

"The damn thing won't open!" Vikk exclaimed. "Go on, try! You'll see what I mean." Josh just rolled his eyes.

"I'm the peeling king! There's no orange that I can't open!" He then proceeded to try and peel the orange, eyebrows furrowing when it didn't work the first time. Or the second time. Or the third. Or the- you get the idea. After about ten tries he punched it and coughed.

"Okay, so...maybe there is one orange that I can't open," he corrected himself, looking sheepishly at the others. Vikk, who had hoisted himself onto the counter, slowly clapped whilst Simon shook his head.

"Chuck it here, I know what to do," he commanded. Josh did as told, but instead of catching it, Simon kicked it upwards. He started doing keepy ups with it, managing to do an around-the-world before kicking it back to Josh. Startled, he almost dropped it, lifting his knee up before it could drop to the floor and hitting it. The orange flew upwards before it landed in his hand. Slyly glancing at Vikk, Josh whipped the hand with the orange behind his back and tossed it in his direction.

Acting quickly, Vikk jumped off the counter, managing to header the orange before catching it and pitching it to Simon. He did a few tricks before handing it back to Josh, and so it went on.

Eventually it became a game of who could come up with the best tricks, the orange flying rapidly around the kitchen. There was an unspoken rule to never let it touch the ground, for if that happened then the person who dropped it would subsequently lose. All sorts of trick were performed - kicks, spins, headers, dance moves; at one point, Simon almost did a flip! It was really a sight to behold, although it was true that the Sidemen could make even the most boring of things entertaining.

They'd been going on for about ten minutes when Vikk made a crucial mistake. Simon's last trick had been amazing: one kick upwards before he turned around and hit it with his heel, quickly facing forwards again to kick it high enough for him to header it before he directed his next kick towards Josh. It was so extravagant to Vikk that he hadn't realised that Josh had only kneed it before it came flying towards him; the moment he did realise it was only centimetres away, and out of panic he couldn't make sense of what he was doing, trying to catch and hit the orange at the same time. It looked like a volleyball serve except with his palms, not to mention that they were facing an odd angle. The orange bounced off his hands and landed on the kitchen table, skidding before it came to a stop next to a knife.

The three stared at the two objects before Simon sighed.

"Well, that was fun," he stated.

"What...what just happened?" Vikk asked nobody in particular. Josh just shrugged, walking over to the table and picking up the knife.

"Was this here the whole time?" he questioned, not expecting much of an answer. Without hesitation he sliced straight through the middle of the orange, splitting it into two halves. Taking one look at it, he clicked his tongue.

"Yeah, you're not eating that, mate."

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And then just imagine them turning to the doorway just to see one of the others recording everything that's going on.

Anyways, guessed where this idea came from yet? I'll tell ya...I was peeling an orange at the time.

Oh come on, you just had to expect that.

(Also, I'm sorry, I've been leaving you guys with literally nothing for the past however long. I've just got about four oneshots going at once right now. The chapter order might get a bit messed up as well, so just expect that. Love you all <3)