Team (discontinued for now)

Chapter 64: Fierce

(I'm sorry I'm so insanely late :'') There's not really a reason as to why, for whatever reason I really just haven't been motivated at all lately? I hope you enjoy, though, and again pardon me for being so late! Ahjssj the fight is so short I wanna die)

"Hey, I never asked, but where did you get that black eye from?" Golden suddenly asked, acknowledging the bruise around Freddy's eye he'd gotten yesterday.

"Oh, well-"

"HEY! YOU!" When you speak of the devil......

Freddy looked up through his bangs, spotting the mohawked guy in question across the other side of the tracks by the snack table. His lip piercing stood out loud and proud in the scowl or pout expression he was sending Freddy.

"There he is......." Freddy muttered, gulping.

"That Australian fuck and curly-haired dumbass ain't with ya today, huh??" The dark-blue haired guy glanced around the rather crowded subway.

"No......" Freddy sighed into Golden's megaphone. Turned out the thing had a purpose, after all.

"Did he beat you up??" Fox came to stand beside the brunette, glaring daggers at the young adult.

"I mean, he managed to land a hit on me but like, Dacre from Budget Foods and Sundaes & Cones stopped him from doing anything else. Or well, the guy he was with, uhm....Carmino, I think? He knocked him out for me." Freddy energetically informed.

"Carmino was with Dacre?" Eak raised his eyebrows at that.

"Yeah! Don't know what they were doing, but they helped me out!"

Huh. Maybe Carmino and Dacre were just good friends or something. Eak's confusion only increased however, when he saw The Nightmares' blank looks.

"This time I'll get ya, little shit! Yer lucky the police couldn't get to me in time!" The guy, Fred decided to call him Pierce, hollered at him. He looked rather goofy, if Fred was being honest, like a comic book thug.

"Well, you shouldn't be proud of beating up a teenager, old man!" Fred huffed back at him.

"I'm 24!" Pierce cried out in bewilderment.

"Ancient." Fred mockingly added.

"Why you-"

"Keep that for in the pitch, aight? Chill your tits." The brunette woman Freddy saw hijacking the car yesterday held her fellow gang member back.

"Whatever......." Pierce, as if he couldn't get any more cliché, pulled out a comb from his pocket and started fixing his hair like a 50's greaser.

Fred had to laugh, because yeah, that guy gave him a black eye but come on, it's funny.

"We'll kick his ass for you, don't worry." Fox assured him, still looking wary of the other man.

"I don't doubt it." Fred grinned, then caught Owynn's eyes from up the stage.

Heterochromia eyes stared into dull blue ones, Owynn offered him a smirk that was short of a smile and damn has he always been this hot???

"Oh my God he put his hair in a bun again......." Freddy was standing there having a damn stroke, Fred was incredibly grateful he was currently in control.

"Hot." Fred shrugged, calling it like he saw it.

"Geez, Fred! Don't make any lewd remarks!"

"SKHSJ, I'm just callin' it like I see it! You're the one who got hard after texting him last night!" Fred accused aggravated. A low blow, honestly, but Fred took up on an opportunity when he saw one.