Fight Code

FC 20

“Well you be joining us again?” Van hummed.
    “No I will not, I have some paper work to tend to. I’m sure two strong men like yourselves can handle it on your own” Letting my hands glide over their faces. Practically pouting, they went to the showers. Jogging up the stairs, I walked past my office knocking on my fathers.
    “Yea” He yelled, as I opened the door.
    “Hey dad”

    “What’s up kido” Looking up from his paperwork.
    “When’s the deadline for that fight?” Dropping my tired self into one of his chairs.
    “Why?” Raising his brow.
    “Cause I wanted to put the twins in.” He frowned, dropping the pen down.
    “No” Huffing at him, I lean over closing his door.
    “Why the hell not?” Crossing my legs.
    “Your not ready to take fighters like them to a fight”
    “Dad you let me take the older guys, what’s so different about the twins” He stayed silent for a second, before grumbling.

    “Riae the twins will be competing in a different league. Where the fighters are more their age, and less polite around woman.”
    “So what your telling me is, they’ll act like nasty dirty men.” Cocking my head to the side. Sighing at my remark, he refused to answer it.
    “Dad, either you can help me. Or I’ll just do it without you” Shrugging as I stood up. Dad taught me plenty of things, one being that you never let someone stop you from doing what you wanted to do. When you make your mind up, stick with it and fight to the bitter end.
    “Damn it. Fine. Here” Opening a draw he stuck out a few forms for me. Grinning I took hold of the papers, only to hold them with him.

    “Riae you better watch yourself. I will be to busy to look out for you, and these fighters love fresh meat.” Letting go of his side of the paperwork.
    “Dad I think your mean little firecracker can handle a few ego tripping boys.” Flashing him a good smile, which sent him grumbling waving his hand to get out. Closing his door behind me, I opened my door sitting down. Filling out each form, I tapped my pen adding in a few more things. My door opened revealing two freshly cleaned twins.
    “Well don’t you two look purty” Giggling, as they sat down. Owen was closets to the door, so I asked him to close it.
    “What’s up…coach” Van snickered.

He thinks this is funny does he…..

    “Well I have your reward if you care.” Tapping the bottom of the pages on my desk.
    “Oh, do tell” Owen hummed.
    “Here sign here” Dropping a paper in front of each of them, pointing to the solid line. Holding a pen for each of them, they eyed me before signing.
    “So what did we just sign away to you?” Owen asked. Before I could answer Van chirped in.
    “I bet it was the house, or the car.” Lacing his fingers behind his head. Laughing they looked across my desk.

    “Neither. You sold me your bodies” Winking at them. Both had noses flaring as eyes seemed to darken.
    “I’m kidding guys. This is a release form” Slipping the papers into a black folder, which I was going to have to take to the fax machine so I could fax the paperwork over to the fight planner.
    “Release form?” Van asked.
    “Yes, I am going to have the two of you come with me, to a fight this Saturday” Watching their expressions.
    “A fight?” Owen asked, skeptical.
    “Yes. I have a match with a few older guys. But I’m putting you two in a higher class. It runs after my older guys matches, so I’ll be there to watch you.”
    “Your really taking us to a match?” Van asked in disbelief.
    “Of course. Your both doing really good.” Smiling. Owens eyes darkened at my complement, as he licked his lips.

    “Are you coming home with us?” He asked. Sighing I shook my head.
    “No, I have to pull a double today. And I need to fax the release forms, you two are on your own tonight” Grabbing the file, before standing up. To my surprise they stood up at the same time, blocking my way out.