Hiya! I would love to see a modo fic where the reader is on the same team as him but then gets traded off
Suree! Hopefully this is satisfactory :P this will take place when Flo was still the owner of Thorns. I'm going to be changing the storyline for a bit, not major changes but just enough so that reader is squeezed in.
𝙂𝙉! 𝙣𝙚𝙪𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙈𝙤𝙙𝙤 𝙊𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤
𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥: 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙤𝙙𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮
"We could've won that!" Jett's hissing words echoed throughout the locker room, you and along with the rest of the team followed after her as you rested from another lost. Game after game the Thorns weren't making any progress in winning, and it's getting you and the rest even more frustrated. "Hey.. chillax Jett, I'm sure we can win the next game." You tried to reassure the black panther who was pacing back and forth, refusing to meet any of the team's eyes. Taking a few steps closer you tried to reach out a hand to ground her when she stopped and turned to look at you with a low snarl. "(Y/n), I don't need your encouragement right now. Right now, I need to talk to Flo." She cut off before you could even say a word, leaving you a bit stunned when she sprinted off in all fours to search for Flo.
A quiet sigh escaped your nose as you watched her figure disappear from the corridors. You understood her frustration, the heavy weight of the judgemental gazes that's always on her 24/7 pressuring her to do whatever she can to win. Though that pressure was jeopardizing the team as well, her trust in you guys were making it hard to call yourselves a team. You turned to look at everyone else who were struggling with their own problems, Olivia had her head buried into the bucket of sand she always carried the moment she got a glimpse of social media dragging her name into the mud. You cringed slightly and gave her back a reassuring pat to which she twittered in gratitude for your comfort even if it was little. Then your gaze fell down on Lenny who was rubbing the back of his neck, the poor giraffe was too tall sometimes that he had to bend his neck most of the time. And in your recent game you vaguely remember Jett climbed on him to dunk, you can only imagine how uncomfortable that is.
You walked over with a smile, intending to help out. "Yo Lenny, need a hand with that?" You offered and pointed to the part where he was holding, he immediately nodded with a small grin. "You know I never refuse a free massage from you, (Y/n)." He replied as you went over and started massaging the tense muscles on his neck, electing a satisfied sigh from him. "Yep.. that's the spot." You giggled at his words as you continued, unaware of the gaze from a particular Komodo dragon. His eyes narrowed down at how you were giving Lenny some attention, his focus solely on you even when Archie was chasing down his twin daughters from behind him causing all sorts of equipments to fall.
Modo had always liked sticking to your side, you'd indulge him in any antics the others would usually get weirded out from. But not you. You'd just embrace it and occasionally even join him whenever he'd dance around his egg, the fact that he trusts you enough to be near his egg was speaking volumes in itself.
"Modo's back aches too! Modo's next!" He declared and marched over, the narrowed gaze he had was now replaced by the usual unserious expression on his face. You turned to him with a smile as you loosened most of Lenny's tense muscles. "Sure, I'm happy to help out." You replied as you quickly finished most of the spots you can reach, but Lenny thanked you for it anyway as you moved onto Modo. He was already positioned on a bench, swinging his legs back and forth as he gave you his signature smile that made his forked tongue stick out.
It only took you two steps until you were suddenly dragged by Archie's daughters. Adi giggled as she grabbed your hand while Ari grabbed your other, before you knew it they were already dragging you to Primus knows where. "Aunt/Uncle (Y/n)! Play with us!" "Yeah! Let's play!" They insisted as they practically abducted you—in Modo's eyes. He immediately shot up from the bench and loudly called out while following you, with Archie trailing behind as well with a concerned expression.
"Hey! It was Modo's turn! You gotta wait your turn! Give them back!"
"Girls no! (Y/n) is our only moral support!"
The two males called out as you were kidnapped by kids, how ironic.
"Trade players, sell the team- I don't care what you do, just do it. Now!" Jett snarled out towards Flo, who was unbothered as she bathed in the steamy tub with her attendees cowering against the wall from Jett's rage. "Careful what you wish for, Jett." Flo called out with a smirk, almost mockingly as Jett left with another snarl. She exited the room with the same tension that she carried from when she left the stadium, her destination towards the locker room to grab the rest of her stuff when she noticed Archie's daughters drag (Y/n) somewhere. She raised an eyebrow at this, pausing near the doorway with a look of confusion and curiosity on her face.
Then (Y/n) noticed her, and immediately brightened up at the sight of a familiar face and a potential savior. They talked to the girls about something, pointed at Jett, then got dragged towards said panther by the girls. "Jett! How are you feeling after your talk with Flo?" (Y/n) asked with a bright smile, and Jett couldn't stay frustrated with their infectious smile. Her shoulders relaxed slowly as a soft sigh escaped her lips, she looked back up at (Y/n) and shrugged. "It was alright." She replied nonchalantly, resting her paws on her hips.
Before you could respond any further both Modo and Archie had arrived and sprinted towards you, with Archie picking her girls up and Modo picking you up in his arms. Jett just watched in mild amusement as the girls fussed in Archie's grip, similar to your situation where you were trying to escape Modo's grip by politely reminding yourself that you can walk. "No, it's Modo's turn now. Nobody's stealing you away, I'm not letting go." He grunted out as he carried you back to the locker room bridal style, making Jett smirk with a knowing gaze she shared with Archie.
Flo announced that she signed Roarball's first small animal to play on the court, which was Will Harris. But she had to trade you, just so she can earn a few credits. The moment you got the text from her you immediately stormed into her office and demanded answers.
"Why?! We can manage the team with 7 players why do you have to trade me off!?" You questioned the warthog sitting at her desk in front of you, who didn't seem bothered at all—almost amused as she let out a small chuckle. "Sweetie pie, a great player like you deserve to be on another team than a losing one. You really want to be humiliated further with a small in your team? I'm saving your butt from the harsh words of the public! Plus I had to earn a bit of credit, ya know what I mean?" Flo replied with a smug grin, raising the glass of wine in her hoove in your direction as you just stared. You were utterly flabbergasted, the words just refused to come out of your throat as you knit your eyebrows in worry.
You had a great bond with the team, even with Jett and especially Modo. To hear that you'll be traded off was devastating, but you couldn't just say 'no' even if you wanted to. You inhaled deeply with your eyes fluttering close, before letting out a steady exhale out of your nose as you opened your eyes back to stare at Flo with a narrowed gaze. "..fine." You replied quietly, before leaving her office with heavy steps.
The moment Jett heard you got traded off over a goat.. yeah, she almost tore her entire house down. The team was in Flo's office regarding about the trade and the new player. Thankfully Will wasn't present in the office right now because Jett was completely enraged as she dug her claws into Flo's desk. "I can't play with a goat! He's an embarrassment to the team, he's an embarrassment to the city, (Y/n)'s was better than that kid!-" "Listen here, kitty cat. You should be enlightened about this! I mean.. YOU asked to trade players after all." Flo interrupted with a small smirk, making the team freeze up in unison as they stare at Jett with a hint of betrayal. And oddly—but unsurprisingly—enough Modo was silent and still for what seemed like the first time in his life, his eyes completely fixated on Flo with a weird serious look on his face—even for him.
Sure Jett would occasionally brush them off as if they were just stepping stones to her victory, but hearing that Jett requested the trade and even suggested it was more painful than anything that she had done. "Jett.. is this tru-" Olivia was cut off when Modo suddenly lunged towards Flo with his jaw unhinged and ready to clamp down on the warthog who screamed and almost fell down her chair. Flo had a collar on everybody, she knew how to slow them down and force them away. But she had nothing against Modo, and a murder could've taken place if it weren't for Archie and Lenny holding the dragon back to the best of their abilities.
"Modo dude! Calm down!" Lenny yelled as he kept Modo away from Flo. The Komodo dragon kept thrashing wildly with his claws digging into the desk in an attempt to get closer, his eyes filled with rage towards Flo. No words, just pure roaring from him as security immediately barged inside and escorted everyone out.
"Modo! What was that about?" Olivia asked from behind him, unsure if she wanted to get closer with the Komodo dragon as he stormed away from the team with smoke escaping his nostrils. Jett felt guilty watching Modo walk with heavier steps than usual, knowing she indirectly got (Y/n) traded off because of her own desperation to win. The bravest out of the three—Jett—tentatively reached out a hand to Modo's shoulder, unsure if he'd turn around and bite or not. Modo wasn't aggressive, but he was unpredictable.
"Modo-" Jett couldn't finish when Modo just bolted right out on all fours, leaving the three there with the revelation that maybe they should leave him alone for a while.
The team just got worse from then on, especially Modo. He had basically lost all his quirkiness the moment you had left, it was as if you took it with you when you disappeared. They felt even more weird around him when he wasn't being weird to them, it was like he was a completely different person.
When Will met the team Modo almost ate him out of pure resentment if it weren't for Archie again, and they made sure the goat wasn't left alone with the raging Komodo dragon. But game after game when Will started proving his worth both on and off court, providing encouragement similar to how you would offer it too. The team started to warm up to him, and accepted him as part of the Thorns. Of course they wouldn't forget you, but they knew they should focus on the games for now, especially when they were winning a lot lately.
But on one game, they had never expected to run into you—wearing another team's jersey. You were equally shocked, but most of all happy to see them back again. You shook your head and concentrated back on the game, the referee held the ball before throwing it in the air once he blew on his whistle. But your opponent had another idea, instead of tackling the ball he instead tackled you.
Modo lunged at you and sent you both tumbling a few feet away from the center of the court, everyone gasped at the turns of events as he held you down with his arms around your waist and his head against yours. You two were close, too close together. Some of the fans who were holding a 'Marry me Modo!' sign slowly lowered it down in absolute bewilderment as the camera zeroed in on you two. The referee blew the whistle for a personal foul, but Modo didn't care. He released your waist and pressed both his hands on either side of your head, letting out a small huff that washed over your blushing face.
"It's.. nice to see you again too, Modo." You finally spoke with a small chuckle, making Modo's tail wag from behind him even as referees ordered him to get off. He refused to listen to them, he wanted to focus on your voice instead especially when it had filled the void in his heart through the simple greeting you gave him.
"What a plot twist! Instead of going for the ball he immediately tackled down an ex-Thorn teammate! What could his intentions be?!"
"Shut your mouth Chuckles! They're obviously having their personal and early kiss cam moment right here on the court! What a devastation to the fans in the 'Marry me Modo' fandom!"
The crowd was going wild while you both remained on the same spot, your cheeks just getting hotter and hotter every second this awkward situation drags on. Will stood there with his jaw hanging slightly, but when he looked over to his team they were smirking instead. "Am I missing something here?" He asked, and Archie chuckled beside him. "Oh yeah, definitely."
When you thought the situation couldn't get more crazier Modo suddenly took off his jersey.
"I BROUGHT MY KID IN FOR THIS?!"
"YEAH MAN TAKE IT ALL OFF!"
You felt like exploding on the spot, you seriously just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Modo didn't seem fazed by the reaction at all, he just focused on you. He carried you up and positioned you to stand, before forcing his jersey down for you to wear. You didn't know why he did that, but you complied anyway as you inserted your hands through the sleeves with the same flustered gaze.
Modo took a moment to look at you, before giving you a small smirk that gave your heart a flip. "You look right, not whatever jersey you wore a moment ago." He grunted out as the crowd refused to remain silent, they still kept screaming and even both teams were rooted on the spot in complete puzzlement.
You don't remember how that situation nor how the game ended after that embarrassing situation, but you did know your team lost. Oh well, you didn't care about that when you get to meet up with Modo again to return his jersey. "Keep it, Modo's got a spare in his locker." He replied with a smile—that smile that he always reserved for you and the reason why he gets teased by his teammates. "A-are you sure? I mean.. if you insist I guess." You shrugged a bit before you unfolded the jersey, putting it back on as you jokingly posed in front of Modo with a grin. "How do I look?"
He didn't reply right away, he just started blankly at you with his tail wagging harshly behind him which made you giggle. "Perfect." He purred out before pulling you into his arms, you didn't hesitate to embrace him back as you caressed his scales that made him rumble in approval. After a while you pulled away, Modo followed after you until he stopped when he realized you didn't want to hug him anymore, which made him frown deeply. You smiled and gave his cheek a pinch, which made his smile return instantly.
"Good luck on the championship, big guy. I have faith you guys will win." You bid farewell with a soft smile, before finally leaving with a wave.
When Will was ending his speech Modo suddenly took the mix from the goat in eagerness. "Modo has something to say!" He said loudly onto the mic, licking his eyeball in the process with a goofy grin before he continued. "Thorns staying in Vineland!" He declared which left people stunned and quiet, the team slowly looked over to him as he whipped out the documents with a smug smirk. "Modo is team owner." He rumbled out as the team celebrated in joy, pulling everyone into a tight hug with huge smiles on their faces as the animals around them cheered in joy.
Then Modo wriggled out of the hug and brought the mic to his grinning face once more. "And! As team owner, Modo shall sign a seventh player!" He announced that made people gasp, but the team had a gut feeling where this was going. He went over to the edge of the stage, reached out a claw as a hooded figure climbed up with his help. You pushed back the hood and smiled at the fans, and everyone screamed in thrill and recognition. "(Y/n)!!" They chanted your name as you waved and laughed softly at their reactions.
Yes, Modo reached out to you the moment he became team owner. He wasted no time in assigning you back to Thorns, and there was no way your not agreeing.
Modo pulled you close with his arm around your waist, the mic in his hand was discarded as he threw it away and landed on some poor animal's head. The team huddled around you guys once more and pulled you into a second group hug. "I'm not letting go of you this time." Modo promised with a low voice, and Lenny added with a small smirk. "We're not letting go this time, your staying here with us (Y/n)" And you don't mind it at all.
"Marry me Modo and (Y/n)!"
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