Sir Westbrook gets taunted and he's not having it
Sir Westbrook is not amused
Sir Russell of Westbrook was saying his final goodbyes.
He was leaving Okla'homa, headed in a new direction: House Rockets. He was preparing for his journey while saying goodby to his fellows from House Thunder.
"I'll see ya mate," said Sir Steven Adams. "Been a good run, eh?"
"Indeed it has," said Sir Westbrook.
"I vill miss you Sir Vestbrook," said Sir Dennis Schroder in a heavy german accent.
"Goodbye, fellows," he said. "I shall see you soo-hey, where's Paul George?" Sir Westbrook asked, noticing that he was gone.
Nobody had seen Sir Paul George sneak out of Okla'Homa and head Los An'Geles to join House Clippers.
"He's....gone," said Sir Westbrook. "Already."
"Wonder where he's headed to," said Sir Andre Roberson. "I wonder where I'll go during my free agency..."
As he pondered, Sir Westbrook pulled a chocolate cupcake with a cherry out of nowhere and began to much on it. "Goodbye fellows!" he said as he left without a horse or any real means of transport.
Sir Westbrook was walking along a path shaded by a moderate amount of trees. He was to arrive in Hou'Ston soon.
He admired the scenery as he walked. "What a lovely day," he said to himself.
And then came the ruiner of a lovely day.
"Plbrrrttt!" came the sound of raspberry from above. Sir Westbrook stopped in his tracks. "Who's there?" he declared. "That's quite uncivilized, I'll have you know!"
He looked up and noticed a cyan pegasus staring at him from a nearby tree.
"You!" he bellowed. "Come down from there!"
"Nah," said the pegasus.
"You dare!" said Westbrook, walking up to the trunk of the tree. "Then I shall climb it myself!" And with that he climbed up the trunk of the tree until he was in the branches. He searched through the tree but could not find the pegasus, who had flown to the ground and was laughing at his attempts to find it.
Sir Westbrook eventually noticed this and jumped back down. His hat had a small tear in it.
"Right!" said Westbrook. "What is it you want?"
"Nuthin'," replied Rainbow. "Just havin' fun."
"Fun?" said Westbrook, brushing a leaf off of his ruff. "In what way is this fun?WHO HERE IS HAVING FUN?!?!"
"Me," said Rainbow. "Your reaction is too good."
"What do you mean?!?" Westbrook replied. "I am simply annoyed by your tomfoolery. But I've no time for it. I must make my way to Hou'Ston."
"You're pretty average, you know," said the pegasus as Sir Westbrook began to walk away.
He stopped and turned back around.
"AVERAGE?!?!?" he screamed. "I AM NOT AVERAGE!!!"
"Yeah, you're right," said Rainbow Dash with a sly grin. "Below average if you ask me."
"NO OTHER PLAYER IN THE REALM HAS HAD AS MANY TRIPLE-DOUBLES AS I!! I RULE THE TRIPLE-DOUBLE!!!" he snapped.
"Only because you hog the ball," Rainbow replied.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!?!?" Sir Westbrook shouted. "YOU ARE A STRANGER TO THIS REALM!!! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THE GAME!!!"
"I know enough to say all you care about is your stats. I've been around here for a bit, dude." said Rainbow Dash.
It was true. Once upon a time Rainbow had mysteriously landed here after flying way too high, and over time she got to know more and more about the different Houses and The Game. She knew the style of Sir Westbrook and though she wasn't sure why she found his anger hilarious.
"STATS ARE EVERYTHING!!!" declared Westbrook. "I AM NOTHING WITHOUT MY STATS!!! STATS ARE THE ONE AND ONLY KEY TO GREATNESS!!!"
"I don't think so, dude," said Rainbow. "You're just a ball hog."
"LIES!!!" yelled Sir Westbrook. "YOU SHALL PAY!!" He picked up a large branch that fell out of the tree he climbed and aimed it at Rainbow. She didn't even have to move; he was way off.
He picked up another branch and tried again. He missed again.
"Guess that's why they call you WestBrick huh?" she asked.
"AAAUUUUGGGHHH!!!!" Westbrook yelled, charging at the blue pony.
She flew up just as he closed in, then swooped over his head and landed behind him. He skidded to a stop in the grass and looked around wildly for a moment until he finally found the pony. He tried charging again, but again she dodged and this time gave him a small shove in the back, causing him to trip and fall to the ground. He got up spitting dirt. Rainbow laughed and said, "Good flop dude!" which only enraged him further. He was about to make a third attempt at socking the pony when he heard the sound of a horse from ahead. He and Rainbow both looked to see a tall man with blonde hair riding a brown horse. His shirt had an orange 6 on it.
"Hello, Sir Westbrook," he said. He then looked at Rainbow and said, "What in the commissioner's name are you?"
"A pegasus, duh," she replied, flapping her wings to emphasize her point.
"I've seen weirder things," the young man muttered to himself. "Where might you be headed, Sir Westbrook?"
"Who are you?" Westbrook demanded.
"I am Sir Kristaps," he replied. "Kristaps Porzingis, known as The Unicorn."
"You're not a unicorn!" Rainbow interjected. "You don't even have a horn!"
Sir Kristaps ignored her and continued, "I'm on my way to Dallas from New York."
"I see," Westbrook said. "I didn't recognize you. I myself am on my way to Hou'Ston. Or I was before this thing started messing with me." He gestured towards the pegasus.
"You're just a hothead," she said. "Everyone annoys you, especially if they ruin your precious stats." She grinned as Sir Westbrook exploded again.
"LLIIIEEESSS!!!" he bellowed. "YOU HAVE TAUNTED ME LONG ENOUGH!!!" He picked up an acorn from the ground and threw it at her. This time he hit his target, and the acorn bonked Rainbow on the nose. She blinked.
"Is that it?" she replied.
"I would love to stay and watch this...interaction, but I'm off to meet with Sir Mark Cuban in Dallas. Goodbye Sir Westbrook." He continued down the path.
Westbrook payed no mind. He grabbed a large pinecone and drop-kicked in Rainbow's direction. Again, he hit the mark and the pinecone smacked Rainbow between the eyes with such force that she fell backwards.
"HA!!!" Westbrook boasted. "I warned you! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to Hou'Ston!" And with that he turned and continued down the path. Rainbow Dash, angered by being one-upped, picked herself up, walked up behind Sir Westbrook, who was too self-satisfed to hear her coming, turned around, and kicked him in the back with her hind legs so hard he took to the sky and didn't come back down.
"That'll show ya!" said Rainbow.
Sir Russell Westbrook sailed through the air, all the way to Hou'Ston. He crash landed just inside the gates.
Sir James Harden jumped at his sudden arrival. He smacked hard into the ground and fell unconsious.
"What the..." said Sir Harden. "What happened to you Russ?"
Westbrook didn't respond but rather lay motionless.
"Russ?" said Sir Harden.
"He's out cold," said Sir P.J. Tucker. "We must take him to Sir D'Antoni."
Sir Mike D'Antoni was speechless upon seeing Westbrook unconscious. He examined Russ and noticed something on his upper back.
"Are these...hoof marks?" he asked, peering at the two hoof-shaped marks on his back.
"He must have been kicked," said Sir Rivers. "Like really hard, and he flew over here."
"That's ridiculous," replied Sir Tucker. "This is why we don't ask you, Austin."
Sir Russell Westbrook would never forget being bucked a few hundred miles through the air. He would encounter Rainbow a few more times in the future, but would hold his tongue no matter what she said to avoid repeating the events of their first encounter. He was humbled, which made the entire realm happier as he no longer was cocky or talked trash. In fact, he never complained about his stats again.
Author's Note
Another lil NBA-related short, and a bad attempt at a sort of Game of Zones crossover.
Hope you enjoyed, cause I've got a few more on the way. These are really fun to write.
Peace
