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hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a
2nd cycle, and then a
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4th,
5th,
6th,
7th,
8th,
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10th,
11th ,
12th,
13th,
14th, and
15th cycle. Now cycle 16!
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"COME ON, PONYTAIL"
Mike/Brittany
* Title was inspired by
this video! *
The injury had happened during Cheerios Practice. The coach had been in one of those moods, and as always the squad only had to follow as best they could. It would happen that someone got hurt, every so often… hardly ever anything serious. One day, it had been Brittany who was hurt, having pulled her hamstring.
They’d all kept an eye on her over her recovery… It hadn’t escaped their minds that she could possibly have wandered off, never to be found again. ‘Brittany-watch,’ they’d call it. This had gone on for as long as it took for her to heal up. After that, they had all expected her to bounce right back, like it had never even happened.
Mike had gone out to the field to work out some moves - the other spots were currently inconvenient. It was as he moved to find a place that he spotted a lone figure, sitting on the ground in the sidelines… where she’d usually stand, with the Cheerios.
“Brittany?” he called to her, to no result. He walked over to her, bowing his head to try and meet her eyes… She was a champion of the distance stare; he’d have to break through it. He crouched in front of her… she blinked, looked down. He looked too, for a moment, and he saw how she was sitting… She was sitting the way she’d been over the last little while, still favouring her leg… “Still hurts?” he asked. She shrugged. “It’s okay if you’re nervous, but come on… you’re brave.” That got a smile out of her. “That’s one of the best things about you, always been. I’ve never seen you like this,” he asked, concerned. “What’s going on?”
“I don’t want to be normal,” he managed to hear her say.
“What do you mean? You don’t want your leg to be better?”
“I do, that’s the problem, what if it’s not and I can’t dance anymore? It’s kind of my thing. If I don’t have it anymore, then I’ll just be anyone… I’ll be normal.” Mike nodded, understanding now.
“Okay, first off, you could never be ‘normal,’ and I can’t see the world wanting that anyway,” he shrugged, getting her smiling again. “You’re gonna be fine, really. Just take it easy, no big deal, come on.”
“What?” she looked up as Mike stood and held out his hands. She hesitated, looking at her leg. “Hey, come on, Ponytail,” he pushed on, soon rewarded with a smirk from her. “One hand, two hands,” he nodded along as she gave him her hands to pull on. “Alright, easy?” he asked once she was on her feet. She nodded. “Okay, now I’ve got something to show you,” he walked with her so they could reach a good spot, where he showed her the routine he’d come to practice. First she watched, then slowly she joined in.
She only needed to get started. Once that was done, it was like nothing had ever happened. No injuries, no worries… All that was left was the girl, the brave one, dancing to her heart’s content. He would have been with her either way, dance or no dance. Despite what she thought, it was just one of the things that made her ‘un-normal’ and just brilliant.
THE END
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
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Pairing: Mike/Brittany
Rating: G
Summary: After having pulled her hamstring, Brittany is left with some concerns.
Spoilers: 115 The Power of Madonna (sort of ;))