Sunday, 10 am.
"Anon." you hear a voice speak softly. "Anon, wake up." There it is again. You didn't want to wake up yet. You were too comfortable sleeping on your air-mattress. Boy oh boy did sleeping feel great. The thing that irritated the hell out of you was being bothered while asleep. One time your cousin opened the the cap to the air-mattress causing it to deflate while you slept, next thing in the morning your back was strained. Goddamn life was cruel eh? Anyways, you were currently sleeping at your cousin's home because you guys like to chill. This particular Sunday was probably the wrong Sunday to be there. "ANON!" The voice yelled.
"WHAT!? Jesus christ almighty! What!?" You yell out in frustration. Oh shit no. You just yelled at your auntie. "Anonymous! It is 10 in the morning, we need to hurry and go set up the beach for The Wondercolt's Soccer Jamboree" She says. What? Those faggots? Why would you ever want to do that for them? "Why do I have to help?" you ask. "Because if you're going to be here on weekends, your lazy ass is helping out!" She says. Your auntie leaves the room, leaving you angry. 'Goddamn it, it's always me caught in bullshit, We'll see if I'm gonna help those assholes.' You think to yourself. Your auntie has three kids. You only visit though for Norman, the dude is chill.
Norman is a few years older than you, he even has a girlfriend. You don't have a girlfriend, sadly though. You're already awake, it's too late to go back to sleep. You get up and go to the bathroom to brush your teeth whilst washing your face. After that, you took a horrifyingly cold shower. Morning showers suck. Norman was also up, getting ready just as you are. You slip on some breezy shorts and slap on a rash-guard. You and Norman walk outside the house to the backyard kitchen. Your auntie is cooking, and your other two cousins were loading shit into your auntie's van. Haha..Van..Soccer.
"Anon, you alright dude?" Norman asks you. "Not so much, I don't want to go to the jamboree, it's full of assholes from my school, I'll be doing 90% of the work like always, and I'll have to clean their shit." you tell him in a uncomfortable voice. "I just wanna go on 4chan and lounge all day, I might even write a story on Fingerbang." You announce. "Dude c'mon, you need to get out of the house today, you can eat and drink there at the jamboree, I'll be there too, So will Adagio" he lets you know. Adagio is Norman's current girlfriend, she's quite the looker to be honest. The way she sways her hips were also so Goddess-like. Wait...Okay, you need to stop thinking about Adagio. There is only one upside to going to this jamboree, Rainbow Dash is going to be there. She and all five of your other friends will be there. Together, they make six of your best friends. Sigh, they might wanna play soccer during the jamboree though. You absolutely hate soccer, your last girlfriend thought soccer was a god-tier sport but no matter how many matches you watch, fif'as are made, soccer will be uninteresting crap to you.
After a while, you and your cousins load the van with all that useless crap.Cooking for assholes, setting up for assholes, cleaning for assholes. Man, this party is gonna suck. Arriving at the beach, you noticed a few of your family members were there. Just seeing the uniforms they wore was making you sick. You wonder what made them think that coaching little shits for a sport was a good profession. Oh well. Not wanting to take anymore shit, you unload the van. Norman and you set up the tables, put up the banners for The Wondercolts, and set out the already cooked food while your uncle was making more. It's not as bad you think, the breeze is blowing, and the ocean is waving. It's sunny, and there's no annoying noise besides the sound of soft music coming from your other cousin's speaker.
Things were getting pretty chill buuuuut damn... You hear a car honk then look to the beach's parking lot. You notice that blue car anywhwere, it was Adagio Dazzle.
