Early the next morning , there was a hustle bustle among the cricketers . They were busy packing up for the trip to the sea .
Stuart plucked a pair of ear phones into his ear and made himself fall on the sofa . There was no way he was a helping with this packing . He was already very careful about his blonde hair that he didn't want anyone to touch it.
Enough touching had been done by the pushing around the lounge, packing up , hurriedly .
Why couldn't they do it , yesterday ? thought Stuart and he huffed .Suddenly Alastair came over to him , smiling . "Come on , Stu , it's not much to pack ".
Stuart shook his head .
Alastair smiled a toothy smile and pulled Stuart out of his sitting position .
Well , he accidentally pulled too hard , Stuart found himself fallen over James (who was fitting slippers into his bag ) who had been crouched down on front of his bag , three meters away from the sofa where Stuart was sitting .
"Uh -oh ", gasped Alastair . Everyone broke into laughter ."NOW LISTEN UP YOU CLUMSY BROAD! HOW DARE YOU FALL ON ME! NOW MY BACK HURTS , MOVE "! shouted James , angrily .
"It was Cooky , he pulled me too hard , I had to fall on you ", Stuart protested , standing up .
James turned his face towards the captain who was nervously biting his thumb nail .
" Alastair Nathan Garbage Codfish Sausage No Use Cook "! James called out .
"Hi , Jim".
All James responded with was a slap to Alastair 's face . A TIGHT slap !***
Alastair stood there with one of his hands on his slapped cheek . He looked around , mouth agape , with astonishment .
Ian walked up to him . "What was that ?" smirked the batsman .
Alastair closed his mouth and put his hand away from his face .
"It's red ,mate ", said Ian , examining it . "Hurts "?
" Yeah, but , never mind ", replied Alastair in a voice which almost sounded like a whisper.
He gave a huge sigh and signaled everyone towards him .
"Ok everyone , so here's what we'll do .We'll move to the sea which will take us half an hour since we will be traveling by bus . The bus is parked outside . We will be six hours in the sea , with lunch as well . Don't stuff yourselves up too much because a heavy stomach is not good for swimming . Ok ? We will be on a boat in the middle of the sea , a big one ", explained Alastair .Everyone picked up their stuff and off they went .
It was TIME TO GO !
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The Team Holiday
FanfictionNo cricket for a month ? No worries , Alastair Cook has a different idea ...