RDJ Imagines

Football Team

Requested by Catastrophe1

Derek Lutz Imagine

"Hey! Can we get two more beers over here!?" Derek shouted at the bartender, waving his hand in the air. I sat across from him at the table, finishing up my drink.

The music was loud, and everyone was singing and dancing to the karaoke that was happening on stage.

"Derek, I'm not even finished with the first one." I said, giggling. He looked back at me.

"Come on, let's celebrate our victory!" He rose his fist in the air.

"Victory? Managing to cover Chas and his bimbo girlfriend in a million different shades of paint?" I said, finishing my drink.

"Hell yeah. I mean if that's not a victory, I don't know what is." Derek said, shrugging. The bartender came over with two beers and he thanked him.

Derek handed me the bottle, and opened his.

"Well, all I know is that someone better get Thornton off the stage before he pulls a hamstring." I said, opening my beer and taking a sip.

I looked towards the stage and saw Thornton up there singing along to "Twist and Shout", dancing his heart out.

"Ahh, leave him be." Derek laughed. Thornton looked at us, and Derek gave two thumbs up. "You're doing great!" He shouted. I laughed.

Suddenly, Jason came over to us and joined us at the table.

"Hey, don't egg him on. He should be studying." Jason said, taking a seat next to me.

"Woah, make way for the square in the building." Derek took another sip of his drink.

"I'm not a square, I just want him to be able to pass that damn test." Jason sighed.

"And he will. Come on, lighten up. He'll be fine J." I assured, looking at him.

Just as I was about to say something else, Chas and the rest of the football team was standing at the door of this bar.

Chas had a annoyed and frustrated look on his face. His football jacket was covered in paint. I saw Clark go over to him, and say something.

Chas was looking around the bar and I knew exactly why.

"What? Whatcha staring at?" Derek said, looking around.

"They're here."

"Who?"

"Chas and the rest of the team. Who do you think?" I said, and Derek turned around to see. Clark was pointing at Derek, and Chas was staring him down.

"Well shit. I got this." Derek said, getting up and taking his drink with him.

"Nononono. Derek... Derek!" Jason and I shouted, as he left. I looked at Jason, and we both had a scared expression.

"Hey, Lutz!" I heard Chas shout over the music; walking over to Derek. "You know who I am?" He said.

Derek stood there in front of him, sipping on his beer.

"Let me see..." Derek stopped sipping, and observed Chas' face. "Protruding sub orbital ridges... Small cranium, C.C brain..." Derek acted like he was thinking. "A neanderthal man!" Derek said, confident.

Chas grabbed Derek by the face and squeezed his face in his hand; Derek's lips protruding forward.

"Hey Clark... I want you to call his mother, and tell her he's not coming home." Chad said, not breaking eye contact with Derek.