floyd leech [ gym uniform ] r - "sure, i like swimming and stuff"

[mandytl]

 

Location: Gymnasium

Ace: One, two, three, four! Five, six, seeeven, eight!

Jamil: You’re really putting the work in today, Ace. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you take practice this seriously.

Ace: I mean, they’re finalizing the starting lineup for our next championship based on today’s practice match. 

So I’ve got to show my stuff to the manager. I’m shooting for a spot as a regular.

Jamil: Basketball’s an achievement-based sport, so a first-year could make the cut… You’re pretty straightforward.

Ace: Oookay. Next up is shooting practi… hm? What’s all the fuss?

Heartslabyul Student: Wheeze, wheeze… time-out for a sec, Floyd… what’re you breaking through all three of us for?

Floyd: Again? Can’t you guys do a little more? This is supposed to be stealing practice.

Scrabia Student: It’s taking everything we have just to keep up with your dribbling… 

Floyd: How’s about another handicap, then? I won’t use my dominant hand after, so try to steal.

Octavinelle Student: Shit! I’m just gonna have to commit a foul… !

Floyd: Too bad, so sad. And, shoot!

Students: Aaaah!

Thunk… bounce, bounce…

Floyd: You haven’t been able to score a single point since we started, so try harder for me, ‘kay?

Ace: No way… He made that three-point shot with one hand.

Was Floyd-senpai always this awesome at basketball? How come I never noticed?

Jamil: That’s because…

Floyd: Hm? What’re you looking my way for, Crab-chan? You wanna play with me?

Ace: You’re like, topnotch when it comes to basketball, Floyd-senpai.

Breaking past three people marking you like they were nothing was cool as hell!

Floyd: Isn’t this pretty average? … Ah. How ‘bout this?

Ace: Huh? About what? What?

Floyd: Relax, relax. Just keep quiet and watch.

Lead off with a little dribbling aaand… —Slam Dunk! Grah!!

THUNK!!!!

Ace: Whoa, scary! That height and that jumping skill—hello? Is that allowed?

Jamil: He was staring straight down at us from the rim… How powerful is that jump?

Ace: Pro-league player level powerful. Ahh, man. I want to land a dunk like that too!

Floyd: Sure, I like swimming and stuff, but I’m also into running and flying.

Ace: Oh, yeah. Hey, Senpai. You want to join my team for today’s practice match?

Floyd: With you? I don’t mind.

Ace: Nice! That’s a promise, ‘kay?

Jamil: Then you’ll be teaming up with Floyd, Ace?

Ace: What, are you gonna stop me? Don’t tell me you were gunning for him too.

Jamil: Not exactly… 

 

… Well, it’s a shame, but we operate on a first-come, first-served basis here. I’ll let it go.

Ace: Now this victory’s totally in the bag. We’re gonna nail our performance for the coach!

And besides, maybe I can get a spot as a regular after showing off my excellent teamwork.

Jamil: Heh…

I suppose we ought to start our practice match for the motivated rookie.

TWEEEET!!

Ace: And the ball’s already mine. Pass, Floyd-senpai!

Floyd: ……

Ace: Wh—come on. I literally said pass. Quit zoning out and pick up the ball.

Floyd: I’m kinda done.

Ace: … Wha?

Jamil: And, it starts.

Ace: So, uh, where’d your god-like dribbling go, Floyd-senpai?

Floyd: Eh, forget it.

Ace: Whaaat?!

Floyd: I’m not in the mood to play anymore.

Ace: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up. Weren’t you just having a blast?

Floyd: Yep. I had my fun and now I’m done.

Ace: Don’t be so self-centered. Why don’t you show me that gorgeous dunk shot again, and like—

Floyd: Shut it. You wanna get strangled?

Ace: Whoa. And now he’s scary… —seriously, what is with this guy?!

Jamil: I knew this would happen.

If Floyd wasn’t so moody he’d be a reliable member of the team…