The next morning , Michael put on the bike helmet and went to the breakfast room. All of his teammates were sitting there , eating boiled eggs . Michael found an empty seat near Shane and sat there .
''Are you never going to take this bike helmet off ?" inquired Shane , taking another sip of orange juice.
''I guess so , just need to fight the disease ,'' replied Michael .
Mitchell got up and went to Michael .
''Listen here , take this off now or how are you going to eat ? '' he asked .
Michael took the helmet off and started eating .
''You know what ? Clarkey ? Just had a chat with Pietersen , he wants to whisper something in your ear to cure this disease between you and him'', Mitchell told him.
Michael jumped up from his seat , took hold of the bike helmet and ran outside to the corridor . Mitchell followed him there .
''Mitch , I can't face any English person these days , It just reminds me of him and by the way KP has already talked to me about it but I didn't care '', Michael told him.
Mitchell patted the captain's back .
''We cannot let this continue , you and him should be free from this disease soon , or else how will we be able to play the Ashes tomorrow . You both will be too scared to face each other during the toss '', Mitchell explained .
Michael bit his bottom lip and slowly nodded his head .
''I'll see about that '', was what he only managed to say .
Wearing his helmet , he walked off to his room .
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An Ashes Fanfiction
FanfictionThe Ashes is a cricket tournament played between England and Australia . This is a fan fiction. It may have real characters but the story isn't true. Main characters: Alastair Cook , James Anderson , Michael Clarke , Shane Watson , Stuart Broad , S...
