After the Football Game!!

[Debbie Novotny]

Debbie walked over to Blane with a hand on her hip, half her mind already made up to pull out her baseball bat in the back.

"Do you boys want to take a seat at a table?" she asked icily.

((If you've begun posting with Vinnie at this point. . .don't worry about changing his replies))

[brooke]

It was all Brooke could do not to laugh out loud as Blane held up his injured arm. So Vinnie had pulled it off after all! And here she had doubted his dog's attacking abilities (or, rather, over-estimated his sister's sneaking out abilities).

Thoughs he velt bad for Vinnie now that the attention was turned on him, she took the opportunity to sit back down in her seat. At least now she didn't feel 100% responsible for causing the scene... there were two of them to blame.

[vinnie]

"Hey don't you call her that!" Vinnie shouted immediately after Tad. He fucking hated when a man felt the need to call a girl a bitch, pretty much any form of disrespect around women pissed him off. "And why don't you watch your language; there are ladies present." he said threateningly. Another thing he hated is when men cursed in front of women, it was just disrespectfully.

Vinnie simply laughed at Blane's injuries. "I'll have to give Sirius some extra treats when I get home. And don't bring up the law suit crap with me. If you don't watch yourself when it comes to my baby sister I'll have you sued for stagitory rape."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Fagots?" said Desmond with amusement, "Well you guys are ones to talk considering you look like a group of guys coming from a gay gang bang. Blane, I bet you were a bottom weren't you? You look like a bottom to me." There was no way Desmond was going to take these assholes seriously. He then spotted Warren in the group. "You were the top weren't you Warren? Awww, I always thought you two would make a great couple."

He got great amusement out of Blane's injured arm.

"I fucking love that dog. Oops! Sorry Vinnie. I frickin love that dog." he corrected himself.

[brooke]

When both Vinnie and Desmond were laughing, Brooke found herself laughing a little as well. She knew that it wasn't polite to laugh at the misfortune of others, but she found that her moral half was able to look the other way when it came to Blane. She was also rather flattered by the fact that Vinnie had come to her defence as well. Perhaps she had more real friends than she had first thought.

The references to Blane, and gang-bangs, and bottoms... it was amusing, yes, but it may have been too much. If a fight broke out, she knew Blane wouldn't hesitate to get her involved. The last thing she wanted was another fight.

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett wished he's been sitting on the outside of the booth now because he could finally put some of his training to good use. He glared at his stupid. . .chro-magnum cousin. When he insulted pretty much everyone present Garrett rolled his eyes.

"Blane why don't you just shut the hell up?" he muttered.

[blane]

"I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU GIUSEPPE!" exclaimed Blane pointing an angry finger at the queer Emo kid. NO one accused Blane of being gay, NO ONE. He ignored the annoy waitress. "Come on, if you guys think you're so fucking tough why don't you step outside and prove it?" he said with a smug grin. He couldn't wait to get these guys out side and have the foot ball team kick the shit out of them.

[Debbie Novotny]

Debbie, who had been ignored and could see that these kids were trying to start something, had gone to the back to grab her baseball bat. She came back out brandishing it angrily.

"If you little bastards aren't here to sit down and enjoy a nice meal, you can get the fuck out of this diner," she said testily.

[warren]

"Keep your sick fantasies to yourself," Warren said coolly to Desmond. "Or my fist will be on to of your fucking face. . .They're a bunch of pussies Blane, why would you try to get them to fight?"

[Tadhg Kelly]

Tad felt his hands clench and unclench when Blane referred to Brooke as a bitch once again. He laughed outright at Desmond's comment, making jokes at Blane's expense was always a good time.

"Why don't you just listen to Debbi?" he said heatedly to the lot of them. "You guys don't have anything better to do on a Friday night than crash a diner on Liberty Ave?"

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"I am not a pussy nor do I even like pussy." said Desmond with mock pride, well the pride was real, but over done for the effect. "You watch you're mouth my good sir or I shall spank you like the Twinkie you are."

Desmond was having great fun fucking with these guys, especially Warren because the kid was actually really hot. It was a shame that he was straight and a complete asshole. Blane wasn't too bad looking either, come to think of it. He felt sorry for Garrett though; being related to such an asshole. Ravi may be annoying and whiny, but at least he wasn't Blane.

[audrey]

Audrey groaned and put her face in her hands when all the football morons enter the diner. Of course Desmond and some of the other guys had to egg them on. Why were boys so eager to fight all the time? Audrey decided to not say anything and just let the boys handle it. The only way she was going to get involved was if one of the football players tried to hurt Desmond. That just wasn't going to fly with her.

She didn't even laugh when Desmond made his little jokes. Even thought she thought they were amusing she didn't want to encourage him. She just sat in the booth with her arms crosses, glaring at all the boys out of the corner of her eye.

[blane]

One of the bigger football players grabbed the bat from the annoying waitress and riped it out of her hands with a laugh. ((If you don't like that I'll take it out)) Blane laughed at the woman's pathetic effort to fight off an entire foot ball team. "A baseball bat against us?" he said with a smug laugh, shaking his head. "Come on grandma. What good did you think that would do?"

Then spotted his cousin. "Well look who it is boys! Little Gare Bear." The team snickered stupidly behind Blane. "What do you think your father would say about you hanging out with a bunch of fagots? How about I swing by your house and tell him about this when I'm done beating the shit out of your little fag friends? I'm sure he's love to know about it."

[Garrett Speelers]

"I don't think he'd give a rats ass," Garrett said untruthfully.

His dad wouldn't mind another excuse to fly off the handle at him. He would be ready though if it really did come to it. . .he knew how to protect himself from that asshole who contributed to his genetic make up.

[Debbie Novotny]

"Don't you call me grandma," she said raising a finger and reachin gover to pick up the phone. "Now if you little shitheads don't get the fuck outta my diner. . .I'll call the cops."

Debbi hppened to know one or two cops personally, so she wouldn't hesitate to get their asses over there.

((I realize this kills the plot a bit, but they can always wait outside. .. or take it outside forcibly. . . .I just. . .Debbie would do that. . .))

[blane]

"Oh, I think he would." Blane told his cousin menacingly. He knew the first thing he was doing after this was paying his uncle a little visit. Then the annoying waitress told them she was going to call the cops. "Well, I've been trying to get these pussies to go out side you old hag! Yell at them for being to cowardly to leave their little booth and their bitches so we can have a little chat out side."

[Viola Hastings]

Viola was seriously getting pissed by this dick-headed jock. He was being a pain n the ass and she hated that. What's more he'd insulted her friends and all the girls present repeatedly.

"Who are you calling a bitch, dip shit?" she said angrily.

She had a colourful mouth, and often found herself cursing. She flushed though and grinned apologetically at Vinnie who seemed to dislike cursing. She would have jumped up and bitched slapped Blane if she wasn't stuck on the inside of the booth.

[vinnie]

Vinnie just shrugged at Viola; he really didn't know what to say when girls cursed. Normally he found in very unlady like, but in this situation it seemed quite fitting.

Now Blane was getting a bit to big for his britches and the way he was talking to Debbie was really starting to piss off Vinnie. Blane was not going to get out of this uninjured.

"Alright then fine." said Vinnie accepting Blane's offer and getting out of the booth. He went right up to Blane and stood with his face only inches from his. He was ready to kick some ass now. "First I want you to apologize to Debbie. That's no way to talk to a kind caring woman like her. Apologize." he demanded, "And maybe I won't beat you the point where you can't play football for the rest of the season."

[blane]

"Fuck no." Blane told Vinnie straight to his face. There was no way Barrino could push him around with the whole football team backing him up. What did Barrino have? A bunch of fairy fagots and a few girls, that's what Barrino fucking had. That was nothing. He pushed Vinnie roughly away. "Why don't you fucking make me?"

[Kyan Walker]

Kyan stood up quickly, having been on the end of his side. He didn't even know half of these kids and he was already prepared to kill this Blane kid. He was behind Vinnie and stood beside him to fight Blane if need be.

"You really don't want us to do that," he said. "If Vinnie's fighting you from the front, who'll be there to watch your ass? With a bunch of faggots like us runnign around. . .you might get raped."

[adelena]

Stacey had called Lena and told her what Blane was up to and there was no way she was going to let it slide. Blane had no right to attack Vinnie or Brooke. She was more concerned about her older brother, but still was worried about Brooke. The only reason Lena was dating Blane was for the status it gave her in her social circle; she really didn't like the guy. She just loved tormenting him and making him buy her nice things. Plus she thought it was really funny considering the way he had treated Brooke when he was going out with her. Anyway, the bottom line was; if Blane laid a finger on Vinnie, Lena was going to kick his fucking ass. You don't mess with a pissed off Italian chick.

As soon as Lena had hung up the phone with Stacey she left her house and headed for liberty Avenue. Since she wasn't old enough to drive and her father and older brother, Tony, were both at work she was forced to walk. It took her a good half an hour but she was far too pissed to be tired. She entered the diner just as Blane pushed Vinnie and you know that fucking pissed her off. She stormed over to him and beat him repeatedly over the head.

"DON'T" smack! "YOU" smack "FUCKING" smack "TOUCH HIM!" she cried as she continued to hit every inch of Blane she could get at. And she did not through girl punched; she had two older brother who had taught her how to fight, two beefy Italian older brothers.

[Ravi Malone]

"Kyan!" wailed Ravi with concern when Kyan got up to help fight with Vinnie. "Oooooh! Please be careful!" If something happen to Kyan Ravi had no idea what he'd do with himself! He couldn't bare to watch Kyan get hurt nor did he have the strength to pull him back or help him. Ravi felt completely helpless and wanted to cry. He looked around for help as if Superman was going to burst in to save the day at any moment. Then he remember Viola was there.

"Vi!" he pleaded, "Please tell Kyan to sit down! He's going to get hurt! Make him stop!"

[Garrett Speelers]

Garrett had been about to join them, now that Vinnie had gotten up and left him on the outside, when Vinnie's little sister came in and starting smacking around Blane.

"Jesus shit," he said, trying and failling to cover up a laugh.

[Viola Hastings]

Viola was only half listening to Ravi's pleas. She knew to tell Kyan stop wouldn't work. besides which she had no intention of telling him to anyway. She stood up too.

"Are you kidding me?" she asked. "These assholes need to learn that they can't jsut do whatever they like."

She started laughign when some girl came in and started beating the guy senseless.

[warren]

Warren couldn't believe Blane was getting pummelled by some jailbait girl. He stepped in and shoved her off of him in whatever direction she happened to fall. It was a forceful shove: he didn't care if he hurt her or not. By stepping in to beat on Blane she had opened herself up to retaliation as far as he was concerned.