A silence fell over the room. All eyes and spotlights were on the detective and MC whose forehead was prominent, the audience was in awe.
"Oh, my God."
"Lord... What???"
"Oh my God... Thank you."
The admiration of the public was commensurate with the scene that was unfolding. The "MC's forehead was empty, like the skin of a 192-month-old baby.
"Um is something going on?"
"Yes, this is the moment when you recognize that my arguments are so incontrovertible that you let this mark appear on your forehead, it's time for the abortion of a 192-month-old baby!"
"Mark of what? Leave me alone villain!"
"You are unable to insult properly! This is the proof, admit it!"
The girl next to him stood up and defended her friend.
"Leave that part to me then, leave us alone, you bastard, you're boring us, we paid a ton to watch a game together not to see a clown!"
"Totally agree with her!" Added the commentator.
Voices rose in the audience, against the detective. The detective's strategy was very effective but risky. He gathered all the clues necessary to unmask an MC, so precise that it was impossible to doubt it, but if he did not succeed, it would necessarily be a general humiliation.
"You're ruining the game, get out!"
"He's so ugly."
"Who do you think you are? a vigilante?"
For her part, the assistant prayed to all the gods and spirits, hoping not to be associated.
(Jesus, Muhammad, Buddha, Zeus, Spirit of Water, Infinity.... Wait, we have religions?)
The detective was alone in the world and only a miracle could save him. When suddenly, on the field, a miracle with short blue hair looked up and observed this man who remained stoic despite the attacks of the public.
"This guy... Even with all this, he doesn't flinch... Maybe..."
Said detective proudly pointed the finger at the "MC" and his friend, perpetrating this cinema.
"You have a girlfriend but you don't perform the natural obligation, doesn't that make you an MC?!"
"What is natural obligation??? NO and that's not what it's supposed to make me, it makes me..... Um..."
"Please continue."
"Yes, go ahead, I would also like to confirm something."
"Oh my God..."
The captain had just spoken with her coach and turned to the audience in the direction of the detective and the "MC".
She then called out to them in a voice coincidentally audible to the entire audience.
"Excuse me, you in fancy dress, can you come downstairs for a moment?"
The man in question grabbed the "MC" and got held back by the pink haired girl.
"I'm not going anywhere without this guy!"
"Drop it, rat face! Even if it is ambiguous, I will not allow this relationship!"
"For the love of God, leave me out of this..."
The captain smiled apparently satisfied.
"Actually, you three would be perfect, please come here."
The audience wondered what was going on. The three arrested descended, like criminals going to the firing squad. They finally arrived at the floor in front of the captain and his trainer, a big man in jogging and sports t-shirt, they discovered the reason for their arrest.
"You want us to... Play on your team?!"
"Yes exactly, I saw you earlier and I think you have what it takes to play with us."
"Which isn't much considering the level of our team." Added the coach.
"Miss, firstly I'm a detective, not a sportsman, secondly, I believe it's impossible to pick random people from the audience to add them to your team."
"I know this sounds abnormal, but I'm sure they'll be okay if you ask them nicely. It'll be OK."
"What kind of world is this, seriously?"
"Huh... You mean I can fulfill my dream of playing basketball?"
"Yes, young brother, I feel a burning passion in your eyes you have what it takes."
The pink-haired girl stepped between the two who were holding hands.
"Oi don't tell him "passion" you filthy snake and how do you even know he's good at the basket?"
"Good at sports huh? It looks very MC..."
The captain laughs softly
"Hahaha, your words don't match your look, I already love you a little."
"Okay, I had my dose of awkwardness today, what the fuck?"
"What I mean is that your real power is not your physical strength, but your mental strength. I saw you insulted and mocked by everyone, but none of you flinched. I think you're immune to my team's nemesis."
"Coach's incompetence?"
"Eeeeh you had to make this personal. Leave me out of this!"
"No... Fear of failure."
A voice rises from the bench.
"Have you seen their ace's calves? I'm too cool to be humiliated."
"My fiancée and my girlfriend are here, I'm not going out!"
The group was blasphemed by this catastrophic team. How did such a talented person end up in such a situation?
"It does not solve the problem anyway, it is not allowed to take spectators and play them."
The detective was right, only a miracle could get them out of this bind.
"I am told on the air that a miraculous situation has just occurred: the league officials allow the 3 musketeers to participate in this meeting on the spot! No medical assistance, no anti-doping test, just put on a jersey and go! It's time to regret not having wanted to take this injection!"
The "MC" was jubilant but the other 2 were reluctant. Nevertheless, the dice were cast, there was no way out... Unless...
"Wait, we're still 4, we can't play 4, can we? CAN WE???"
"Why do you insist on the little things? I'm worth two when I play seriously."
" Yes, what a coincidence, isn't it? And I guess you're suddenly able to dunk, aren't you? And you dribble like a pro too, right? Dirty scripted cheater!"
"Eeeeh you had to make it personal... You have no friends."
The captain was worried again.
"That's right... We still need someone... Only one person."
(Somewhere in the audience.)
(No...)
"Yes, one person, and if possible, a girl as I feel uncomfortable leaving my sussy friend with 2 boys."
(Somewhere in the arena.)
(Nooo...)
"Oh my god, stop with the "My boyfriend is suspicious" act, I've never even dated anyone!"
" So, you're not denying the suspicious part?"
"Fine! Since it comes to this, lets recruit a new member and let it be a girl! If possible close to this madman like that he will annoy someone else!"
(Somewhere far from the body but not from the heart.)
(Nooooooooooooooo...)
The captain looked up.
"I know, housekeeper Gretta! Come, your finest hour has arrived!"
(Somewhere in the air.)
(YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!)
"I told you "Only if the opponents are weak" you braindead tomboy!" Said the muscular Gretta with the most masculine voice ever heard.
"Urgh... then who? Only a miracle could get us out of here..."
"Oh! I know. Hey, Assistant-chan! You sly fox, bring your little mug here, you shy brat!"
(Somewhere in the world.)
An international shout filled with rage and frustration sent shivers down the spines of the audience.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU....!!!!!!!!"
"Well, another miracle."
The captain was hopeful again. The 4 new athletes, with a few seconds of professional experience for some, were finally united in this dream team. The captain held the speech that the coach for some reason could not do.
"You cannot imagine how grateful I am to you, what will happen today is the result of all our efforts. I trust you and would like to say more, but it's only the end of the first quarter, so... play as always and have fun."
The 4 looked at each other and the pink-haired girl jumped.
"Like always? This is the first time in my life that I'm going to do sports what are you talking about?"
"Eh? Hem... just follow how we play for now, okay? And from the 3rd quarter, you take the lead. ALL RIGHT? Does anyone else have questions? Yes, Mr. Luc?"
"Yes, who is the goalkeeper?"
As the captain let out a cry of despair similar to that of the assistant, the audience roared at the looming sight: two teams of rabid dogs, the detective and his assistant teaming up with the "MC" and his friend, an ace in each team and two ghostly coaches all in a boiling arena, the sun was high in the sky but in this closed arena where the atmosphere was disconnected from the world the ingredients were gathered for an explosive dance. The real match was about to begin.