Chance Ball Chapter 164: Here We Go Again

After watermelon and a drink of water, you lined the kids up along the verandah and practiced jumping off a few times to tire them out a little so that they would focus for two second and you could at least teach them the correct way to receive.

Once they had tired their little legs out, you stood them up there again and got them to play Simon says… except it was Y/N says and you got them to copy some moves then taught them ‘squishy wrists’ where they put their little wrists together in the proper receive formation.

“Y/N says… touch your nose!” you said, pointing to your nose.

All of them copied you.

“Y/N says… squishy wrists!” you called, clapping when they all managed to push their little wrists together.

“Yaaay! Now… hands on hips!” You called.

All, except Emi, put their hands on their hips and you made a ‘wrong’ buzzer noise to the rest of the class.

“I didn’t say Y/N says,” you chided playfully, “but that was good practice, ok, let’s play chasing… I’m going to chase you with a wowowbow… I mean, volleyball, and you have to run away, ok?” 

“Yah!” Emi yelled with excitement.

The others didn’t quite get it, but they cottoned on soon enough when you started chasing Emi with the volleyball and she squealed with delight and ran away.

So for the last 10 minutes of the lesson you chased them around and they giggled and toddled around as you pretended to be a big, scary volleyball.

Then the mother of the twins turned up and took her boys- which neither of them wanted to leave.

And then Emi’s mum came and she burst into tears and didn’t want to leave, and last was Mio’s mum.

Little Mio was delighted to see mummy and ran over to her excitedly calling out for her to come onto the court.

“Hello love! What did you learn today?” her mum asked her.

“Squishy withs!” Mio lisped.

“W…what?” the mum asked with confusion.

So Mio demonstrated, pushing her wrists together in a perfect receive formation.

“That’s the correct way to receive,” you said to the mum, stepping over to educate, “she does the squishy wrists very well.”

“Oh! Well done, love!” the mother praised, much to Mio’s delight.

Finally they left, and you had a chance to play with your little girl.

Her and Mio had played a lot that day and you were stoked she had made a friend so quickly.

Just before your next class started, Dabi turned up to take Koemi home for her nap and you mentally reset for the next group of kids.

These kids were a little older than your morning kids.

3 2 year old boys, and 2 3 year old girls.

Yoshi turned up first, geared up in blue flames merchandise, complete with volleyball kneepads. 

“Oh! Yoshi,” you greeted him by name when his mum introduced him, “do you like blue flames volleyball team?”

He nodded vigorously.

“My boyfriend is the ace, do you know the names of the players?” you asked him.

He gave you a bit of a blank look so you looked up at the mum.

“He loves the guy with black hair and turquoise eyes with the piercings… I think his name is Todoroki?”

“You’re not gonna believe this but that’s my boyfriend,” you said with a sheepish chuckle.

“No!” she exclaimed, “really?! Would he be able to sign something for Yoshi, he would love that so much!”

“Oh sure, I’ll get him to sign something next time for Yoshi,” you said with a smirk to her then grinned at Yoshi who still hadn’t really clicked at what you and his mum were talking about.

He said goodbye to his mum and you gave him a ball to play with, which he tried to throw over the net the second he got his hands on the ball.

The next whirlwind to come flying in the door was Rin. Who had bright blue eyes and blond hair.

“Vowebaw! Vowebaw! Vowebaw!” He chanted as he barreled over to the cart and grabbed two balls out then threw them in all directions.

Rin’s mum had just dropped him at the door and left without saying anything to you so you only knew his name because she had pinned his name to his shirt and all you could see was his name tag.

The next boy was a very quiet and stoic child named Miru. He didn’t look you in the eye at all and didn’t speak a word but liked the flowers along the fence line and wandered over to them to check them out while you chatted with the mum.

Then the next lady arrived with Harima, A very pretty and tall 3 year old, who seemed very mature for her age and started practicing with a volleyball right away, bouncing it off her wrists with such ease and precision that you were having a hard time believing she was 3.

And last was Aya, who walked in with a scowl on her face as her mum talked on her phone that was sandwiched between her ear and her shoulder.

“Hi Aya,” you greeted the scowling 3 year old while the mum talked business on the phone.

She looked away.

“Wanna come play volleyball with me?” you asked.

“No.” She grunted.

“Go and play, Aya, I’ll see you soon.”

“No. Don’t wanna,” Aya pouted.

“Sorry. She’s being difficult today,” her mum apologized to you while covering the speaker of the phone, then she turned back to Aya, “if you go and play I’ll buy you the limited edition doll you wanted this morning.”

“I want pink one,” Aya demanded.

“Ok. I’ll get the pink one. Now be good and I’ll get you at 2:30.”

“I want PINK one,” Aya snapped.

“I’m going to go and get it now, ok?”

“Now! Mummy,” she demanded.

“Yes, yes, I’m going, ok? I’m going,” the mum said and quickly left.

“Wow… ok… so I know who runs this family…” you thought with surprise, “ok, Aya, let’s go and play!”

“No!” she snapped at you.

“Ok. You sit here then and don’t play with us. I’ll tell your mummy when she comes back and she won’t get your pink doll for you,” you bluffed.

She looked you in the eye and you raised an eyebrow at her and stood your ground and finally after 3 agonizing minutes she stepped towards you and put her hand out.

“Play.” she grunted.

“Yeah!” You said brightly, “let’s play!”

You turned around and called to Harima who was still practicing away.

“Harima! Let’s practice together!” you called.

“Ok~,” she sung back with a smile.

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