Part 1

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"Cheer up, yeah yeah." I tell him as he plays with his spoon, mixing his cereal into a mushy substance.

"Shut up y/n." He says, not bothering to look up.

"Look I get you're upset about Elswenger leaving but there's no point in wasting your summer crying about it." I tell him in the nicest way I can.

"Yeah yeah I guess." He sighs putting his bowl of cereal by the sink. He grabs his glove and hat. "I'll see you later."

"Bye Alan!" I say before he runs out the house, catching up with Ham who had just walked by.

*third person pov*

"Why'd you bring him, Benny?" Complains squints

"Cause there's eight of us, and he makes nine." Replies Benny, frowning at squints.

"Yeah, yeah, so would my sister, but I didn't bring her." States yeah yeah.

"I mean I wouldn't mind if you bought your sister" squints smirks.

"Yeah bring your sister!" Says Bertram.

"Guys! Leave y/n outta this. I was joking." Yeah yeah frowns "she would make nine Benny, but I'm still not bringing her!"

"Let smalls play! With nine guys we've got a whole team" says Benny

"No. With Elswenger we had a whole team." squints points out "Elswenger could catch."

"And throw." Adds kenny

"Come on, Benny, man. He ain't game." ham tells benny.

"You saw the way he threw." Says Timmy

"Yeah." the boys agree

"You already fill up all the empty positions since Elswenger moved to Arizona." Mentions yeah yeah

"Right. And now I get to rotate eight positions instead of seven." Benny says "I need the practice, guys."

" You're the best on the team. You don't need any practice."

"No, you don't." They agree

"You're the best, man."

"Come on, Benny, man. The kid is..." squints is waving his hands around "a L-7 weenie." He makes a square with his hands

"Yeah, yeah. Oscar Mayer even. Foot-long!" Yells yeah yeah. "Dodger dog! A weenie!"

Smalls looks at the ground sadly.

"What are you laughing at, Yeah-Yeah? You run like a duck." Says Benny, defending smalls.

"Okay, okay, but I'm-- I'm--" yeah yeah stutters

"Part of the game, right?" Says Benny

"Mmm, yeah." Agrees yeah yeah

"Now, how come he don't get to be?" Asks Benny

"Cause he's a geek, man."

"He can't catch."

"Man, base up, you blockheads." Benny walks away  "Smalls, you take left center, okay?"

"Okay. Um, where exactly is that?"

"It's over there, man."

"Here?"

"That's left. I said left center."

"Okay. Right."

"Here?"

Benny nods.

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