[FIC] Maybe He Knows About Us - 1 scene script

Nov 19, 2008 20:03


Title: Maybe He Knows About Us
Pairing: Bernd Schneider/Arturo Vidal
Rating: R
Summary: Arturo Vidal is making the best in Bayer ... alone. Arturo talks to Bernd by phone and he tries to explain the reason why he wasn't called to Chilean National Team. Inspired by real-life matters (Arturo took distance from Marcelo Bielsa)
(Dialogue format)

(Phone dialing)
Bernd: (Interrogative) Ja?
Arturo: It's me, you know... Arturo.
Bernd: Hi... how are ya, now? Everything's ok there?
Arturo: Not so much.
Bernd: (Interrogative) Can you tell me?
Arturo: (Pause) Well, Herr Bielsa didn't called me for playing against Spain.
Bernd: Hm! Better for me... blargh!
Arturo: (Giggling) Really? Do you think about it?
Bernd: Yeh, I think so.I love the way you giggle, it's with a tune and pitch I cannot imitate.
Arturo: Aw! I wish I could take your hand and tell you how much I like to be with you... 
Bernd: (Interrupts) Wait for my comeback...
Arturo: Aw! Comeback? ¿Y cuando cresta vai a volver?
Bernd: Arturo! Speak German, please...but I love your language anyway...
(Pause) (Sighing) I don't know, Arturo... this injury takes time to heal and being in complete form.  And coming back in every sense.
Arturo: Yeh, so true.... no nos hemos echao ni un polvito, compadre... ¡Ayyy, Schneider mi'jito ricooo!
¡Deliro!
(Bernd laughs at the other side of the line) ¡Ta'i como el vino conchetumadre te quiero puro comeeeer!
Bernd: Aw! Arturo! Yo comer te quiero... blaaargh
(Arturo giggles)
Arturo: Not so bad! Gute, ganz genau, Schnix... (Giggles)
(Both laughing)
Bernd: So, tell me the real reason you're away from the National Team...
Arturo: I don't know... Bernd! I don't know! I'm just doing my goodies at Leverkusen, you know... but seems that my achievements aren't enough for deserves being in the main team.
Bernd: You're absolutely right, Arturo... you're doing your goodies...and without me.
Arturo: (Sighs) I miss you a lot...te echo caleta de menos.
Bernd: (Spanish speaking) También yo... también yo... caleta de menos, caleta de menos. I would like to come back to touch you and making a good bareback... what times...huh???
Arturo: Ow! It hurts! Don't do that again. Next time have some lube under the sleeve.
Bernd: You were afraid...
Arturo: (giggling) Nein...
Bernd: Ja...
Arturo: Nein, shut up!
Bernd: Well, don't get out of the topic, but your German is improving. But speak it clearer and slower...ok? Seems you have many things to talk with me... 
Arturo: I'm ashamed of my accent sometimes... but...I think that there's a good reason for not calling me. 
Bernd: (Pause) Tell me... easy...
Arturo: Maybe he knows about us.
Bernd: I suppose that you didn't told him...
Arturo: (Alarmed) Nein! Absolut nicht! Are you nuts? 
Bernd: Maybe he has the intuition... but you don't want to tell the truth.
Arturo: Nein! I don't wanna tell him.
Bernd: Ok. It's on you if you wanna tell the truth or not.
Arturo: (Arturo changes BT [Bluetooth]  headset of ear) (Pause) By the way... sorry bout that time... maybe I was afraid. My ass get hurt, Bernie! Be slower the next time!
Bernd: (Whispering) Is this conversation recorded?
Arturo: Nope... 
Bernd: So?
Arturo: I would like a second time... I like to see your white skin next to mine's. I love the mixture... that really turns me on... maybe Herr Bielsa knows about us because of my eyes glowing, the way I play, the way I behave out of pitch... 
I'm afraid of discovering us, and...
Bernd: (Interrupting) Shhhh... live day after day. I trust you... don't be afraid of me. In four walls we can do whatever we want. Touch, kiss, fucking each other and saying like the other time... how did you said?

Arturo: (Quoting, fake moaning, but realistic) "Dale, Schnix, dale!"
Bernd: Ja! (Sighs) Do you know the keyword...? And don't imitate because I'm already turning myself on. 
Arturo: Ya po'...tu cacha'i...
Bernd: Ja! Das ist mein Arturo! 
(Arturo hugs himself)
Arturo: Aww! I'm hugging myself, but I can feel you... Te quiero, Schnix.
Bernd: (Spanish speaking) Te quiero, Celia Punk. Tchüs!
Arturo: Tchüs!
(End of call)

THE END
NOVEMBER 19th, 2008

footie lovers sin fronteras, deutsche nationalmannschaft, leverkusen, chile, soccer, real people slash, 1 scene script, fanfictions, bernd schneider, schnix, selección chilena, schnidal, arturo vidal, footie love

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