As the practices continued, the workouts became intense. Some days were harder than others but we all finished them knowing we were getting better every time. Once a week, we would skip practice altogether and just work on our playbook and strategy in a classroom, with our fiery coach leading the classes and demanding perfection. Although we as a team progressed better than our first day, the problem was we didn't how how good we were. Sure, we all can dribble, shoot, and play defense like it was nobody's business: but we needed to see how good we were against another team. The only time that we would see how good or bad we were would be during the first game of the season: against the defending champion of another league, and a deep state playoff contender that year.

At the end of practice that day, coach gave us the answer we were hoping for: he set us up with a scrimmage with another school in a few weeks. Not only that, he was satisfied with our practice that week and decided that there would be no conditioning for the day.

As we began the short walk back to the lockers, I was stopped by Rainbow Dash on her way to the girls locker room.

"You want a what?"

"You and me, one on one game of ball. Tonight."

"Why?"

"You know me, Anon: I can't just let you beat me without getting away with it."

I can see how this can end so well, what do you say?

You mean we might get sex WITHOUT buttering them up? I'm in.

"And winner gets?"

"Dinner, paid by the loser."

I was hoping for sex, but free food is always better.

"You're on. Meet me around eight, town court."

After that interesting challenge, I walked right into the lockers to see everyone standing around at the edge of one of the rows. Everyone was looking at something down the way and I managed to shove my way past everyone to get a look: Mouth's locker had a hatchet stuck deep into the metal, and had a note hanging off the handle.

Mouth walked up to the hatchet and ripped the letter from the handle. He began to laugh out loud when he finished reading it.

"What's up, Mouth?" Mase asked.

"Someone wants to fight me tonight."

"Sorry Dash, that match is gonna have to wait," I said. Rainbow and Talala was waiting for us to get out so we all could of done our tradition of reconquering Sugar Cube Corner. The girls joined us in our march to the basketball court in the town center. "Mouth here is gonna have a little fade out with Axel."

"The nut job that has that Axe fetish?" Talala asked.

"yea."

"This I gotta see. Hey, Mouth: why does he want your head?" Rainbow asked.

"Well you see," Mouth started. "Axel has a crush on that teal chick wit dem big tittys. Well, I invited her over to blaze with me. She 'thanked' me by giving me a blowjob. She was good at it too."

Everyone laughed as mouth continued to use the pick comb to puff up his Afro. He was the one in the group that was concerned with looking 'fly', like Rarity, but without the melodrama and over reaction about everything.

"Besides, I'm not too worried about his bitch ass," he said as he pulled out his martial arts black belt from his duffle bag for all of us to see. "It'll be like taking a blowjob from a stoned chick."

We reached the basketball court the the town's park, and found them waiting for us. There were four of them altogether, all waiting were for us. Flash Sentry, that (now disgraced from the last fight) Norman dude, the scarf wearing, wimpy looking, Nolan North, and standing in front of them in the center of the court was Axel Jones, with his signature ax in his hands.

He was shorter, black and white hair, purplish skin, and a thin, underdeveloped mustache that looks like someone wiped their ass with his upper lip.

"So Norman, how was the ass woop'n I gave you?" I asked out loud.

He kept quiet, although he mumbled a few words. Flash kept quiet and elected to giving me the death stare. Rainbow Dash was never the one to choose between loyalties, so she stood on her own, not choosing a side.

Mouth walked in the court, in front of Axel. Axel handed his ax to Flash.

No trash talking, no preamble. They just scrapped. Mouth tried his hardest to keep his karate form, but eventually it broke down to a street brawl, filled with kicks, punches, and yes, hair pulling.

"Why do you hang out with Flash again?" I asked Rainbow Dash.

"I dunno,"

She is trying so hard not to pick a side.

Somehow, Mouth made a mistake and was caught in a headlock. He tried to escape but was caught.

"Scissors!" Axel screamed. Nolan answered with a pair of hair clippers. The request made Mouth struggle a whole lot harder, but it was no use. Axel grabbed the scissors with one hand and began to snip parts off Mouth's perfect Afro. Mouth was looking down when he saw the clumps of hair fall down in front of him, he immediately stopped struggling when he realized it has his hair.

Mouth began seeing red.

He grappled Axel and suplexed him into the hard concrete.

We began howling like madmen when we saw that. We ere encouraging to finish him. Mouth got up first using a kick-up move, and kicked Axel execution style with a kick across the face while Axel was on his knees trying to get up.

Again, we howled like hooligans. We even had to restrain Mouth before he can go after Nolan for giving Axel the scissors. Flash and Norman carried the dazed and confused Axel out of the court and into the night.

"His punishment ain't done yet," Mouth said as he pulled out his phone from his bag. "I'ma text that girl and ask if she wanna fuck tonight."

Author's Notes:

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