No Touchy! ♥ demented_teacher
The weather was ideal for the game - pristine blue skies, fluffy white clouds, and a radiant sun shining down on the green grass of the Pitch and the occupants in the Stands. The air was comfortably warm and occasionally, a light breeze would cause the fabric hangings of the stands to ripple. With a huge grin on his face, Professor Vindictus strode out onto the Pitch and signaled for the teams to take the field.
The tell-tale creaking sound from the old hinges echoed in the stadium and then a loud whoosh of air was heard as a flurry of figures dressed in green and red swarmed around the Stadium.
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