FABIANO FANFICTION (14)
Christianos POV:
Mou was very angry. He screamed: "Guys!!! That was shit. That was the shittest game I have ever seen in my whole career. Just because Real Madrid is called the white ballet, doesn't mean that you have to jump over the playground like skinny little bitches in a pink tutu. Gonzalo, you know what I always say to Fabio: "You would not even play in the next game if the Real Madrid plane would crash and you were the only one sitting at home." And you know what? You are just playing, because I have nobody else. And if you don't stop to act like a little girl that touches a ball for the very first time, I will say the same to you before our next games. And then you can go back to Argentinian and continue to sell your shitty beef. And Mesut, why are you turning like a kebap skewer on the field all the time? But you know what? It is okay. You all can go back to the field and play a second horrible halftime. I am the special one and if Real Madrid decides to fire me, I will continue to earn millions and just train another team. Hahahaha." He opened the door of the cabin and disappeared. Suddenly I heard a loud sob next to me. Someone sniffed a full load of snot. I looked to the right and saw Karim sitting in a little dark corner. His whole face was overflowing with tears. "What does the trainer mean with "he has nobody else?"" He asked emotionally destroyed with big wet eyes. "That means, we don't have another striker, who's good enough." I answered without any compassion. He began to cry even more. "Okay guys let us destroy Malaga now." I said, stood up and went to the big mirror in our cabin. "But before we do this, I have to style my hair again. I look horrible." In reality I didn't look horrible of course. I looked better than all my team mates together, but that wasn't a big challenge. I went with my hands through my hair twice while Iker was saying: "Cristiano is right. Maybe we do not have a good striker, but we do have Cristiano. So let's fetz!" We all walked out of the cabin and straight to the field, where malaga already waited for us. The referee whistled, and the second halftime began. Do you know what I love about La Liga? The Fans are always so quiet that it is possible to hear every one of my team mates. Sometimes, when I am really concentrated, it feels like nobody is in the stadium. Like it was just me and the ball.... But back to the game. Malaga played very offensive again, what meant we had do defense very well. It was a boring game because I didn’t help as always. I am way too royal to do the dirty work. "Gonzalo!! You have to defense!", I screamed at him as I saw that he stood on the center line. The only one who was allowed to stand there was me. It was my territory. Without any orientation, Gonzalo run straight into the box and jumped around to get a header, but of course he didn't get one. But then something magical happened. The ball fell on Mesuts head accidentally and flew right to my feet. SHOW TIME!!! I sprinted as fast as I could and tricked at least three players of Malaga with over-climbers. It is a wonder that this trick still works, but maybe this wanna be football player of Malga just accepted that I am untouchable. After running 50 more meters it was just me and the goalkeeper. I shot as hard as I could and scored the equalizer. "WOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" I screamed while I run to the two Real Madrid fans that followed us to Malaga. I showed the whole world again that CR7 is the best player in the universe. Who is Messi? TELL ME, WHOOOOOOO IS MESSI?????? Unfortunately, this was the last minute of the game, but I was definitely the hero again. Without me, we would have get zero points. Nobody should ever wonder why all women want to have sex with me. If it were allowed, I would build a harem so that all women could worship and adore me in real life. But none of them would ever have sex with me because they would only live in my harem to show all the other men on this planet how worthless they are compared to me, and that all women only dream of having me in bed. There would only be one person who were allowed to touch me. Somebody, no one would expect.
After Taking a shower and dreaming of my harem and the special person, Gonzalo came to me. "Come on Hugo. You touched my sixpack already last week. Wasn't that enough?" "Cristiano, I would like to touch it again, but that wasn't the reason why I came to you." He looked around and wanted to be sure that no one could hear us. "You know I like you. Maybe I like you a little bit too much, but that doesn’t matter now. I give you a little hint that could cost my life. You have to search for Fabio!! You have to!!!! Trust me."