80s: geralt leads the team to state finals, Jaskier cheering in the stands
Oh yes, this is good.
@racheld93 @thecomfortofoldstorries
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Jaskier cupped his hands around his mouth and screamed. “Go, Geralt! Go baby go!!!”
Geralt, whose body felt like it had been half-crushed by a pile of rocks (which was half-true; he’d been buried in a mound of high schoolers), was fading on the field. Hearing Jaskier’s bright and sunny tenor floating across the green turf felt like fresh rain on a hot day.
“Kick some Kitty-Cat ass babe!” he heard the younger boy projecting as loudly as possible. Then he did the cutest thing Geralt had ever heard. He howled. He tilted his head back in the stands, formed a soft pink ‘O’ with his mouth and went: “Awoooooo!”
Everyone else in the stands took up the cheer, howling at the tops of their lungs. Chanting “Wolf Pack! Wolf Pack! Wolf Pack!” as they stomped and clapped. Geralt steadied himself, waited for the call, and took off running.
He turned at just the right moment, capturing the ball in the safe cage of his arms, and falling into the end-zone. A buzzer went off. The stands burst into chaos when the overhead PA system sprang to life to announce: “Touchdown! The Kaedwen Academy Wolves will be moving on to the state finals!”
Geralt laughed softly, still splayed on the ground with the ball in his arms.
He would be getting lots of happy kisses from his favorite little cheerleader tonight.
