Re: FIC: The Comlex Lives... (Part 7)

["byrdrobbie" <Byrdrobbie@xxxxxxxxx>]

I enjoyed reading your story. I liked how you had it as if it was 
really a football game. I also liked how you had Wild Bill ask 
Litini out.


--- In buffyloveswillow@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, "S.M. Cilia" <cilia@t...> 
wrote:
> Hi!
>
> Yet anoter update for CLCQ, with both my beta and proof reader 
healthy
> again, well physically at least, this one went over at the normal 
pace
> so we should be back to a chapter a week once again.
>
> This part has been rated as Mostly Harmless, yes there is a cameo 
and
> *gasp* a new couple :P
>
> The Complex Lives of Cheerleaders and Quarterbacks
> Cilia
>
> Chapter Nine: Waiting for the Goal
>
>
> The 'Backs rushed out of the tunnel to the roar of the crowd and 
the
> chants of the cheerleaders. Xander, standing at the end of the 
tunnel,
> gave a quick, "Give 'em hell, Buffster," to the quarterback as she 
ran
> past.
>
> Buffy flashed him a quick smile as she led her team onto the green
> field of glory.
>
> He patted each of the players on the back and gave them thumbs up 
as
> they passed.
>
> It took all his considerable willpower not to either melt into the
> ground or soil his costume as he watched Buffy stretch before the
> game. Some in the crowd were more obvious. A series of catcalls 
came
> from the boys in the stands commenting heavily about Buffy's butt. 
It
> made Xander's blood boil.
>
> "Easy there, tiger," Coach Landis said and placed a hand on 
Xander's
> shoulder.
>
> "Sorry, ma'am. It just gets me a bit worked up," he said to the 
woman
> who was smiling at him with that knowing little smile he'd seen her
> give Buffy from time to time.
>
> Yes, Xander took notice of almost everything around him. He also 
knew
> that Buffy was mad for Willow and that Willow got all tingly around
> Buffy. As strange as his best friend having a girlfriend was, he 
still
> wanted to defend her honor.
>
> "Things like that sometimes take care of themselves," another 
voice said.
> Xander looked to his side to see Coach Jameson standing there with 
his
> clipboard and his serene face on.
>
> "Look," he said, gesturing with his clipboard.
>
> Xander looked and what he saw made him smile. The boys that had 
been
> calling out at Buffy were being rather unceremoniously dragged back
> down into their seats by their girlfriends and seatmates and were
> being very firmly scolded.
>
> "Some battles you don't need to fight," Coach Jameson said and 
patted
> his shoulder. "Now why don't you go tease their mascot," he offered
> with a sly wink.
>
> Xander gave him a salute before running off to give the Toros' 
mascot
> the mother of all wedgies.
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Charlie had been calling the Toros' games, and most other games in 
the
> area, for almost thirty years. He was a rather laid back man by 
nature
> and felt very at home in the booth. He was flipping through the
> players list for the game when he heard the crowd gasp. When he 
lazily
> looked up from the list, his eyes bulged and he fumbled for his
> binoculars, knocking over his coffee. A girl was playing for the
> 'Backs. He hurriedly flipped through the listing, then grabbed the
> microphone like it was a lifeline.
>
> "Now entering the field: the Sunnydale High Razorbacks. Led by 
their
> quarterback, Buffy Summers, a sophomore," he said into the 
microphone.
> He flipped through the listings again, "This is the first time 
that a
> girl has taken the field as a player at this school. This is 
Summers'
> second game and in her first game she..." He paused and reread the
> stats again. "In her first game, she completed 20 out of 31 passes 
for
> 200 yards. An incredible first showing from the Razorback's new
> starting quarterback. Boy, the Toros' are in for a rough game 
indeed
> as Buffy 'Supergirl' Summers and the Sunnydale War Pigs take the
> field," he announced with a grin. "Now, let's give it up for the 
five
> time national cheerleading champions: the Toros' Cheerleading 
Squad,"
> he announced to the crowd, who erupted into wild cheers. He leaned
> back and sipped his coffee, thinking, 'This isn't so bad. Maybe 
this
> means my little girl could one day grow up to play too.'
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Willow was totally focused on Buffy as the quarterback took the 
field.
> The routines didn't require that much brainpower, plus she had 
plenty
> to spare after all.
>
> When the announcer called out that Buffy had taken the field, the
> Razorbacks' cheerleaders performed their new routine. "She's fast,
> she's strong, she can do no wrong!" the 'Backs' cheerleaders called
> out in a routine that ended with Willow in a split, her arms raised
> above her head.
>
> 'I can do splits!' she thought with a smile. 'This cheerleading 
thing
> is paying off.' She jumped up and cheered when Buffy won the coin
> toss. "Go, Buffy!" Willow called out, then blushed when Buffy 
turned
> her head and threw her a beaming smile. 'Buffy sure is pretty, 
despite
> all that padding,' she thought and tried to hide her blush.
>
> She looked away, hoping not to be seen staring at Buffy, then 
realized
> that she'd attracted the attention of one of the Toros' 
cheerleaders.
> The girl was a busty brunette and something about her made a part 
of
> Willow's brain tingle. The girl gave her a big smile and a wave,
> playfully pinched the blonde cheerleader standing next to her on 
the
> butt, and then pointed at Willow while whispering something. Both
> girls then smiled and waved at Willow before returning to their own
> routines.
>
> 'They couldn't be, no..." Willow thought, but then she was swept 
up in
> the next routine and the moment was all but forgotten.
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> While Willow cheered and kept one eye on the game--well, on Buffy 
at
> least--the 'Backs were really hammering the Toros. With Buffy 
leading
> like a general, the offense plowed past everything that the Toros
> could throw at them.
>
> The Twins threw defenders aside like chickens and tipped the 
defensive
> ends like napping cows. Harry and Wild Bill ran like the North and
> South winds. In center of it all, and at the center of Willow's 
world,
> stood Buffy.
>
> The Quarterback stood like the Rock of Gibraltar, dominating the 
green
> field. She appeared taller than her five foot two frame and carried
> her blonde hair with her like a halo as she moved. She effortlessly
> hurled the ball with precision into waiting hands, dodged 
defenders,
> and shouted for more pressure and harder play.
>
> Still, after each play, she'd glance to the sidelines and each and
> every time her eyes would find Willow's.
>
> Every time, the cheerleader's heart would jump and her stomach 
would
> flutter. 'God, what's happening to me?' Willow thought.
>
> The referee blew the half-time whistle and the crowd cheered as the
> cheerleaders for the Toros took the field for the half-time show.
>
> Willow had to smile at the fact that the Toros' fans could still
> cheer, since the numbers on the scoreboard were enough to make 
grown
> men cry--and some were.
>
> At half-time, the Razorbacks were ahead, 28 to 7, and the ballgame 
was
> fast becoming an execution; the lead hit man being 
Buffy "Supergirl"
> Summers.
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Bob the cameraman wiped the sweat off his brow as he used the
> half-time break to change tapes in the camera. He used the new 
tape to
> take some shots of his daughter. This had long ago stopped being a
> novelty story for the 11 o'clock news and had turned into something
> that could go national. And he had it all on tape.
>
> "That girl can throw," the football mom sitting next to him 
commented.
> Bob continued to film his little girl cheer with one hand and 
dialed
> his cell-phone with the other.
>
> "But she's looks so small out there," another mom commented. "She
> could get hurt."
>
> "Lady, that girl is made of steel. Did you see that hit she took
> earlier? Didn't even faze her," a very excited young man said.
>
> Bob smiled when the station's secretary picked up the phone. "Yeah,
> Marlene? Get me John from sports. Tell him I've got something for
> him," he said and zoomed in on his daughter. "Yeah, Johnny? You 
won't
> believe what I'm seeing at my daughter's football game," he said 
and
> then frowned. "No, not that, you pervert. There's a girl playing 
for
> the visiting team. She just threw a hundred and twenty yards. 
Before
> half-time!" he exclaimed into the phone. He smiled as he heard the
> sports anchor drop his phone. "Of course I'm taping it!" he 
answered.
> "Tonight's show. I'll have it in by then. Okay, games starting, 
talk
> later," he said. He hung up just as the teams took the field and 
was
> shocked as the hometown crowd began cheering for the Girl of Steel.
> This had awards written all over it.
>
> Just before the game resumed, Bob caught something else on film.
> Before taking the field, Buffy took the time to talk to one of the
> cheerleaders. Then it happened. Almost in slow-motion the cute 
redhead
> leaned in and gave the quarterback a kiss.
>
> The word "Jackpot" echoed in Bob's brain.
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> The second half saw the continued rampage of the War Pigs as they
> ripped through the Toros with glee. The Toros' offense had better 
day
> than the battered defense, but not by much. Larry didn't give an 
inch
> and was every bit as commanding on defense as Buffy was on offense.
> While Larry hammered away, Buffy walked up and down the 'Backs' 
bench
> and kept the fires burning among the offense.
>
> "Now, that is a true sign of leadership right there, folks," 
Charlie
> announced as he watched Buffy.
>
> She marched up and down the team's bench, encouraging each and 
every
> one there. Then she turned towards the field to urge the defense 
on.
> "Come on guys! Make those cows graze on that turf! Larry, you own 
that
> QB!" Buffy shouted to the defensive team.
>
> "The 'Backs' defensive team is being led by Larry Blaisdell. With a
> combo of leaders like Summers and Blaisdell, the 'Backs could go 
far
> this season," he announced. "And down go the Toros," he said as an
> afterthought when Larry slammed the Toros' quarterback into the 
turf.
> "The Razorbacks' offensive team returns to the field yet again. 
Led by
> that Napoleon of a quarterback: Buffy Summers," Charlie announced.
> "It's interesting to note that, although her height is listed as 
five
> foot two, I can find no mention of her weight," he commented with a
> chuckle. He was soundly booed by the cheerleaders on both sides for
> that one. "I apologize," he added, then turned his attention to the
> final moments of the carnage that had been billed as a match up
> between two of the worst teams in the division.
>
> Buffy grabbed the ball, lined up her shot, sidestepped an incoming
> rushing tackle, and then hurled the ball like a rocket into the
> receiver's hands. Wild Bill ran like the wind for the final yards.
>
> "Touchdown! And it's all over, folks!" he announced. The final 
seconds
> ticked away while the 'Backs lined up for the field goal. "The
> Razorbacks are the winners this day; led by the astounding Buffy
> Summers. There is no shame in this, they simply were the better 
team,"
> he announced. The crowd gave Buffy a standing ovation. "And the 
crowd
> is on its feet. They really love this girl!"
>
>
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Litni watched the 'Backs finish off the game and smiled when she 
saw
> Buffy running towards Willow. Her moms had high hopes for those two
> making it, she could tell, but her eyes were drawn to a different
> player. He was tall, his smile was roguish, and he made her feel 
all
> goofy and strange.
>
> "William," she called out, then blushed when Wild Bill looked and
> flashed that grin at her. "Great game!" she shouted and waved her
> pom-poms with a beaming smile and blushing cheeks. She froze when 
the
> boy came running over carrying his helmet in his hand and high
> five-ing those he passed.
>
> "Litni, right?" he asked looking down at her petite frame.
>
> "That's me," she answered and found herself staring up into his 
eyes
> while nervously fiddling with her pom-poms.
>
> "Thank you," he said and smiled. "Coming from you that must mean I 
ran
> one hell of a game. Considering you know more about football than 
most
> of us guys," he explained with a wink and it made Litni blush even 
harder.
> "Maybe," she said and looked down at her feet hard while shuffling
> them. 'Damn it! Stop being such a girly-girl and ask him out,' she
> thought to herself, but couldn't form the words for some reason. 
Being
> a teenager can suck like that sometimes.
>
> "I was wondering..." Wild Bill started to fidget with his helmet.
>
> Litni looked up with wide blue eyes. "Yes!" she said a bit too 
loudly.
> "There's sure to be a party when we get back home," he said. "Would
> you like to--"
>
> He got no further because the celebrating team caught up with the
> pair, totally ruining their moment as large crowds often do.
>
> "Would you like to come with me?" Wild Bill called out as he was 
being
> dragged off by the offensive line.
>
> "I'd love to!" Litni called back almost laughing with joy. She, 
too,
> was swept up in the loud and celebrating group.
>
> "Great!" Wild Bill shouted back, flashing a smile that caused 
Litni to
> blush again--a bad habit, but a cute one--and she just smiled back 
at him.
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Willow looked around in a daze as the Toros' crowd apparently 
cheered
> for Buffy. While the 'Backs crowded around the quarterback, Willow
> waited. She knew that Buffy would stop by her, 'And when she'd 
does,
> I'm going to--"
>
> "You're lucky she likes you a lot," a voice commented.
>
> Willow turned around and saw the cheerleaders that had been waving 
to
> her earlier. They were very lovingly holding hands and, from how 
they
> stood, it was pretty obvious that the pair were together.
>
> "How..." Willow stammered.
>
> The girls just smiled and raised their joined hands. "I'm 
Torrance,"
> the blonde one said. "And this is my girlfriend...."
>
> "Missy," the brunette said.
>
> Again, Willow felt that strange tingle. "I'm Willow," she said, 
then
> looked at their hands again. "Wait. Did you two say you were..."
> Willow trailed off when the girls grinned and shared a small kiss.
>
> "You've got a great quarterback," Torrance said and Missy gave 
Willow
> a knowing wink.
>
> "But we don't--I mean--" Willow stammered, then she felt arms wrap
> around her.
>
> "We won!" Buffy exclaimed and hugged her. "Oh, hi," she said to the
> two cheerleaders and then blushed a bit. "Sorry about kind of 
trashing
> your team," she apologized.
>
> Willow giggled at Buffy for trying to be so nice about it.
>
> "No biggie," Missy said, putting an arm around Torrance who leaned
> into her.
>
> "They get trashed pretty often," Torrance added before being pushed
> aside by the Razorbacks. "Hope to see you at the nationals, Willow,
> and have fun in San Diego!" she called out as both Buffy and Willow
> were swept up by the Razorbacks' celebrations.
>
> "Eep! Buffy, tell them to put me down," Willow squealed and reached
> out her hand for Buffy. Wild Bill and Harry had hoisted the
> cheerleader up and now carried her on their shoulders.
>
> "Just enjoy it!" Buffy called back from her perch on top of the 
Twin's
> shoulders. She reached out and grabbed Willow's outstretched hand.
> "I'll catch you if you fall."
>
> Bob filmed the celebrations and ended it with a close-up of Buffy 
and
> Willow as the duo was carried into the tunnel by the celebrating
> Razorbacks. He hurriedly packed up his gear and collected his
> daughter. This had to be edited in time for the eleven o'clock 
news.
> ~*~*~*~
>
>
> Bob and Johnny, along with the rest of the sports staff of KGTV, 
were
> crowded around the monitor in the editing room. Some gasped and 
others
> cheered, but all were in agreement that this was great story for 
two
> reasons. First off, that girl could really play. This was no 
novelty
> story; that was a bona fide football player. She led the team and 
had
> their respect. Secondly, she apparently had a girlfriend on the
> cheerleading squad. That made it a girl power and a gay rights 
story
> all at once. This could go national, but right now they had to get 
it
> ready for the evening broadcast.
>
> "Wow, that girl can throw," Johnny said. The group nodded and 
watched
> a slow motion replay of Buffy hurling the ball. "What did you say 
her
> nickname was again, Bob?" he asked the grinning camera man who had
> just brought him the sports story of the year.
>
> "That, my friend, is Buffy 'Supergirl' Summers," Bob explained 
with a
> laugh. Then he brought up a still of the kiss. "And that's her
> girlfriend, Willow Rosenberg, a 4.0 honor roll student," he said
> pointing at the screen. When he got questioning looks about the 
depth
> of his knowledge, he just shrugged. "My daughter told me. They were
> all the talk after the game," he explained.
>
> They finished editing the fade out sequence, ending on the 
cheerleader
> and the quarterback holdings hands while being carried off the 
field
> by their team.
>
> TBC....



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