HALF BACK: (HB) an offensive position in American football, whose duties involve lining up in the backfield and carrying the ball on most rushing plays, i.e. a running back. When the principal ball carrier lines up deep in the backfield, and especially when that player is placed behind another player (usually a blocking back), as in the I formation, that player is instead referred to as a tailback.

if you're seeing this as the day it's posted,it means i posted two chapters! read this one first, then ' fullback'!!

"who is that..."

no one's seen this team before in the entire state.

"totem county..." quackity muttered with distaste as he looked the approaching team up and down.

"hey, i'm foolish! it's what my friends call me. have we seen you around?"

he was tall and very muscular. he wore a men's workout tank top and his football pants, carrying his pads and helmet in his hands.

the rest of his team was also very buff.

"charlie, nice to meet you." said the man with glasses and a kind smile.

"friends call me ponk" the person with the short, buzz cut hair muttered.

"sam." the green-haired one nodded.

"purpled" the younger blond boy waved.

"you can call us TOD. team name." foolish grinned happily.

"we playin you today?" sapnap said as he leaned on dream's shoulder.

"looks like it."

george licked his teeth while glancing them up and down with disinterest, having y/n step closer.

"we've never played you before. excited to see how you crawl home." karl smirked and let his eyes rest on the young blond kid as an intimidation tactic.

foolish looked over the team before landing on dream.

"we're gonna beat your asses so bad you're gonna switch to hockey." foolish said calmly with a nice smile.

not even a hint of malice.

"good luck, you're gonna need it." he said before walking to guest locker rooms.

dream clicked his tongue before turning around. the men stepped away so he had a clear path.

"start your drills. i'm gonna find out more on these...guys." he threw over his shoulder.

"captain, wait a second." quackity called out and dream stopped.

"you know something?"

quackity sighed and everyone gathered around.

"they aren't from this state. they're from a town called Las Nevadas. i lived there during sophomore year, when my parents made me go to catholic school." he began

"they're freaks. they have this...random 'God' they worship and it's weird. whole new level. i've never seen it, but the whole state says they sacrifice stuff."

everyone was quiet before dream laughed.

"they're freaks huh? maybe you can knock some sense into 'em, q. start on your drills, i gotta make sure drista is ready. any of the other girls need a ride?"

"callahan said earlier that some guy stole his car so you're gonna have to pick alyssa up." george said dismissively as he shrugged his pads on.

"callahan?" y/n started, unamused.

"i owed him money."

"why?"

"cause he stole a chuck e. cheese free pass for me"

"and he stole your audi for all of that?"

"i got it back, he just stole my tires..."

"take a lap." and y/n walked off.

"hey, y/n is it?" asked the green-headed sam as he peaked his head out of the door of the locker room

"yeah, what's it to you?"

"you play for the crew boys or something?"

"nah, just a nurse, water person, anything you can think of."

sam nodded and walked outside, closer to y/n.

"do you wanna get something to eat with us? we were gonna head to that gas station."

"maybe. i've got some things to do-"

"who's this, y/n?" someone suddenly said and walked next to y/n.

"you know who i am." sam said suddenly, looking the person up and down with an annoyed face.

"oh sam, is that you? wow, you've really grown up. can your head finally fit your helmet?"

"hi technoblade, can your mouth piece finally fit in your mouth? i assume so seeing as how big it is." sam smiled tightly and crossed his arms over his chest.

technoblade shook the paling, pink hair out of his eyes and grinned with his shiny teeth and tooth jewel.

charlie, the one with glasses walked out the door and stood next to sam.

"foolish says we should be going soon. chatting with a friend? i'm charlie, nice to meet you." he bro-shaked with technoblade who politely smiled back.

"just catching up, isn't that right?"

"if that's what you want to believe, sure." technoblade said and took his glasses off, checking to see if they were dirty.

wilbur suddenly appeared and wrapped an arm around technoblade's shoulder, making y/n jump.

"where'd you come from?"

"my mother. well, if it isn't charlie slimecicle. i haven't seen you since you were a snot-nosed brat."

"wilbur. haven't seen you since you got that nasty scar. how was the ER by yourself?"

"just fine, i was thinking of you." he winked playfully and smiled as he laid his head on his arm that slung across techno's back.

y/n could feel the tension build as they stared at each other. it got worse when two blonds joined.

"well, if it isn't the blond american fuck." tommy said, sarcastically delighted.

"well, if it isn't the blond british fuck." purpled mocked with the same sarcasm.

"so, what're you three doing here? came to watch us hand cb's asses to them?" charlie adjusted his glasses.

"no, we don't wanna watch the puppy-bowl. just sensed you were endangering another person." wilbur adjusted his glasses in turn and charlie shot him a glare.

they all seemed to subconsciously shift closer and make a certain form, and the sbi boys seems to get farther apart, wilbur even going as far to release techno's shoulder and go right.

it was like watching domestic animals fight street animals.

sbi was like alley cats. they had the fighting stance, the walks, and the eyes. they walked like panthers prowling around, a little hunched over and quiet. tommy had his hands shoved in the front pockets of his jeans and glanced over each guy.

tod was like security dogs. dobermans. they stood tall and didn't move as sbi practically cornered them.

"boys, you've made some friends! aren't you going to introduce me?" foolish walked out with ponk following, scrolling through their phone.

when they made no move to say anything, he dropped his smile and glared at everyone.

"pink hair, what's your name?"

"no need to tell you, probably won't remember it."

y/n couldn't tell if it was an insult to his intelligence, or a threat. but clearly a threat by the way foolish stared at him for a second longer.

"i'm leaving. i don't got time for this." y/n said suddenly making everyone look to them.

they began walking away and fully heard the conversation, but foolish's voice really caught attention.

"after all...it is 5 on 4"

his voice was dull, but y/n could hear the smile in it.

"you insinuating y/n was gonna fight?" tommy snapped.

"oh no, i'm not that stupid. tell your little friend to join the party."

y/n walked away faster until-

"howdy y/n. didn't see you here." ranboo suddenly said with an arm wrapped around y/n's shoulder.

"skipping the fight?" y/n threw at him.

"oh no, if i went we would've been jumped so bad."

"why is that?"

"technoblade can take three guys at once, wilbur could kill someone, and tommy could take a chunk of skin. so if i went then legally they would've been allowed to get more people."

"legally?" y/n asked, not catching on.

"in street fights. but if im not there, it's not fair to fight. and plus, tod doesn't fight that way." ranboo concluded and retracted his arm to just walk next to y/n.

"well well well, if it isn't the tallest sbi boy..." sapnap said from behind them.

"this ain't your turf." quackity joined him.

"starting fights at our house?" george mocked.

"that wasn't me, all tod." ranboo spit out, fixing his hair.

"then go grab your guys and get out, before we get a spray bottle." sapnap chuckled.

"the spray bottle.." ranboo shuddered and walked back to the locker rooms.

"buncha weirdos. sbi and tod." quackity muttered, leading y/n away.

"you notice anything else about them?" george asked.

y/n shrugged dismissively.

"nope, but they are passive aggressive."

one thing y/n didn't mention is the huge 'X' scar that that crossed the top of each shoulder to bottom of the opposite hip on foolish's back.

i'm sorry but i just imagine tommy, wilb, and techno as darry, sodapop, and ponyboy from the outsiders everytime i write them i can't help it

my sister pushed me into the table and spilt my dr pepper so i had to drink sunkist 🤙

love u tulips
-jan 18/19, 2022