Dhobit and Fizzle dressed themselves nervously and quickly while family members who had arrived early the previous day were eating breakfast at their dining table and helping themselves to anything that wasnât nailed down or placed 6ft away from how far they could reach. Once dressed they both came down stairs and were met with cheers from all of the clan dressed in their footy gear with their kids all screaming in a family chant that Dhobit would have to get used to hearing pretty quickly because it was going to be yelled, screamed, spoken, telegraphed, emailed and done in sign language all frekin day.
It didnât matter where Dhobit looked inside his home there was family , all yelling and screaming at each other like bansheeâs and he just wanted 'Festive Day' to be over with so he and Fizzle could go back to their peaceful existence.
But it wasnât going to happen soon. The game had to be played and the family had to be satiated...with blood and vengeance. There was a knock at the door and all the people in the front room stopped yelling and screaming at once and looked at the door more in surprise and fright than anything while Dhobit opened it to be snarled at by a huge police chief standing there in his football jersey and uniform to play holding out a letter for Dhobit to read.
âDIS IS FOR YOU MITTENGLITTER BEST YOU READ IT AND COME WITH MEâ
The letter read as follows......
Dhobit finished reading the letter and looked into the eyes of the police chief who was standing their with his hand on his gun and leaning against the door looking at the rabble inside the Mittenglitters home. Dhobit turned and addressed his relatives and spoke....
"
the police chief here wants to take Fizzle and I to the stadium right now so I would ask you all to collect your kids and belongings and make your way to Fud Park right now because the traffic is going to be really bad and I want to lock the house up ???â
There were groans of disapproval and even some abuse hurled at the Police Chief who unsnapped his holster and took out his gun. It was surprising to see how fast the house was vacated when he did this and in the wink of a blink Fizzle and Dhobit had the house locked up and were sitting in the back of the squad car, sirens and lights flashing on their way to Fud Park while the Police Chief re- holstered his gun and turned some death metal elf music up to a pitch that could be heard over the police siren while negotiating the traffic in plague proportions that was on its way to the game.
Both Dhobit and Fizzle instantly knew then what it was like to be arrested and be taken off to jail riding around the police car. It was daunting at best and didnât in any way lift their collective spirits to be observers of a potential war that Dhobit started with 40+ letters to direct family and one letter to a narcissistic psychotic Police Chief who was hurling abuse at people over the personal PA system in the police car as they drove to the stadium.
Everything going on around Dhobit and Fizzle was deeply unsettling.
Dhobit and Fizzle were driven up to the expensive entrance to Fud Rugby Park by the police chief and escorted into the building to the cheers of so much family Dhobit didnât know he had, but they were all there waiving banners and scarfs made by the locals in Waterside Queeff especially for the game. Fizzle clenched her husbands hand tightly as they were led to their special seats for the game and given vouchers for drinks, food and nibbles to be procured at any time they saw fit. Fizzle turned to Dhobit and spoke....
âAre you scared Dhobit...because I am?â
âYep, Im scared as well love muffin but I still think we have a chance at winning this game if what my Uncle Yudgruk told me before we left the house...seems we have a few shape-shifters on our team and by his account...well...they are lethal and not to be fucked withâ said Dhobit looking out over the ground seeing a plethora of family members in gravedigger colours waiving at him and Fizz.
âShape-shifters???...but Dhobit I thought they were banned from playing years ago?â said Fizzle even more concerned now than she was when they arrived at Fud Park.
âYes you are right they were banned but Uncle Yudgruk said these new guys are better at hiding their true colours until the last second ...then they strike with ruthless and deadly efficiency.â
âSo itâs going to be a colourful game then...colourful as in plenty of blood spilt right?â
âYes and you may want to turn away if it gets a bit willing Fizzâ
âOk ...shall doâ said Fizzle holding on to Dhobitâs hand for dear life while Dhobit read the food vouchers to see what kind of food was on offer. As special guests for the game and having their own special seats Dhobit got the attention of the local thugs hired to keep them safe and asked if he could go and get the food so he didnt have to wade through a sea of relatives and leave Fizzle alone by herself for to long. The thug agreed and set off at a fast pace just as the radio announcer came over the loud speaker...
the whole of Fud Park and surrounding audience cheered at this prospect more cheers went up over the ground predominately from Dhobitâs family so no guesses there for who let that horrible rat loose!)
Another deafening cheer broke out over the stadium just as the body thug came back with drinks and food for Dhobit and Fizzle. He was now sporting a cut over his left eye, two broken fingers and a limp but seemed to be in cheerful spirits all the same.
âAre you ok mate?â
âYep...the other 4 guys arenât though that chose to pick on me...here is your food & drinks Mr and Mrs Mittenglitter...will there be anything else you require from me?â
âNo thanks we are fine now...and thank you so much for going to the trouble to get these for usâ
âSwy I'm ear mateâ said the body thug and when his hands were free he snapped his broken fingers back into place and stood guard over the box Dhobit and Fizzle were sitting in.
âNot long now Fizz and it will startâ said Dhobit hoovering his food and slurping on the drink he had in his hand.
âYes then we can go home and pack and leave the country sound like a plan?â said Fizzle with tears in her eyes because she was deeply unsettled being there and angry that Dhobit wasnât taking it all a little more seriously.
âOh come on now Fizz...it's not that badâ said Dhobit rubbing her back with his free hand...smearing grease from what ever he was eating all over her best dress...by accident.
âMr Mittenglitter could you come with me pleaseâ said a stern forceful voice dressed in a police uniform right in Dhobits ear and it scared him but he moved quickly with the policeman through the crowd and was escorted to the Mittenglitters Gravedigger dressing rooms.
As soon as he was let in the room erupted in cheers, screams and wolf whistles, was the cry on everyones lips. He was taken aback some and blushed the his great Uncle on his dads brothers side spoke......
âMa name is Morgod Mittenglitter and I wanna tank Dhobit ear for asking us 2 come an pley on dis beeeeeyootiful groond, and ta kill az muny of da stormtroopers az we cun an ta win dis match...on ya Dhobit!!!.....this is ma teem...I picked them maselff...day all av police records and dun time in the big oose...so donât make to quick a mooove around em till we get on da groond. Let's go an kick sum Waterside Queeff Police ass bug time!!!â
And with this Dhobit was whisked back to his special box with an armed escort with the game minutes away to his wife side just in time to see the Mittenglitter Gravediggers run on to the ground and the crowd go berserk.
It was