Disclaimer: I do not own Eureka Seven. -sobs-
A/N: Whoo! My first venture into Eureka Seven! I've gotta say...there's a horrible lack of DominicxAnemone on the net. So I'm pitching in! -cheers- Anyways, unlike my Naruto fic, this fic features my more "hyper" style of writing. Writing this first story was very fun. I hope that you all enjoy it!
Also, I spell Dominic's last name "Sorel" instead of "Sollel," which is another popular spelling. I found a lot more results when I typed in "Dominic Sorel" in the search bars, so that's the spelling I'll use. So please do not critisize me because I spelled Dominic's last name wrong. That's just how it is.
Thank you, and enjoy Drabble One!
She's Got Pink Hair and a Fat Pet!
-Drabble One-
Football Game!
Dominic Sorel had NO clue whatsoever as to why Anemone wanted to play such a game.
He, of course, had no interest in the game. He had never played it before, either, insuring that he had no skill in the game. Rules?
He knew the rules about as well as he knew where North was.
And what about Anemone? True, he didn't know much about her still, but he was pretty sure that she had no liking to the sport, either. She never watched it on TV, she never read about it in magazines, she never bought a jersey, and there was no poster of a single team in her room.
So WHY!? WHY were they there!? WHY were she and he standing in a grassy area she called "the field" in the middle of nowhere? And what was SHE so excited about?!
Dominic Sorel does not play football!
And neither does Anemone!
Hey, love makes you do crazy things! Like play football!
Right?
Right?!
...RIGHT?!?!
"Maybe...but this is ridiculous," the young man muttered.
Right!
"Dominic!!!!"
The boy looked up from the ground (apparently, that's what he does when he thinks!) and gazed across the field. Many yards away, his girlfriend waved at him. An ear-to-ear smile stretched across her pretty face, and her bright bubble-gum hair was tied up into a simple ponytail (bangs hanging behind her ears and pinned back with two silver clips).
On the shoulder of her gray, short-sleeved, blue-flower print shirt, that fat little THING was...
Wait...
What the hell was GULLIVER doing here?!
Sigh...
"Dominic!" Anemone yelled from the distance. "Are you even paying attention?!"
Dominic snapped his eyes from Gulliver (WHY WAS HE HERE?!) to Anemone. His cheeks flared and he quickly nodded.
"Of course!"
Anemone eyes him curiously, but smiled afterwards and nodded.
"Do you know how to play football, Dominic?"
Did it LOOK like he knew?
"Not really..."
Anemone laughed, and it echoed through the clear skies.
"Me either!" she said in the midst of her laughter.
Dominic sighed. "Why are we here then!?"
"Because it'll be fun!" she replied cheerfully.
Dominic tilted his head to the side. "What about Gulliver?!"
"...What?"
"Gulliver!"
A sound came from Anemone's shoulder, and she looked to the side in surprise.
Hello, Gulliver!
"Oh!" she said, picking up her pet in her arms and muzzling her face into it's short fur. "I didn't even notice him there!"
Dominic's jaw dropped. Was it even POSSIBLE to not notice such a heavy (and surely getting heavier) animal on your shoulder?! After all, when Gulliver would decide to sit on Dominic's shoulder, the boy would NEVER get used to the weight.
Gulliver was heavy!
And Anemone was surely a mystery.
Nevertheless, Dominic still loved her.
Dominic watched as Anemone quickly ran to the end of the field, and placed Gulliver in the front seat of Dominic's car.
Oh...if that thing so much as THOUGHT of pooping and/or peeing in his car, then God forbid Anemone best say her goodbyes to dear Gulliver!
While Dominic prayed that "dear Gulliver" had no need to relieve himself on the leather seats of the car, Anemone made her way back to her position, and picked up the football.
"Ready to play, Dominic?!" she yelled cheerfully as she held up the ball.
"Um...sure!"
Anemone smiled, and kicked the ball to her lover boy.
-Music Plays-
Welcome to the Field in the Middle of Nowhere! Today, we are here to witness the football...yes, FOOTBALL game of two loveable love birds!
Anemone vs. Dominic!
Here we gooooo!
"Touchdown!" Anemone cried from her end of the field. With a cheer for herself, she gracefully, and brutally, SLAMMED the football to the ground. She even did a victory dance!
This would have normally amused Dominic, but unfortunately for him...
...he just happened to be on the ground, and his FACE happened to be in the exact spot that Anemone decided to slam the football to the ground.
Phew! Good thing Dominic didn't bruise easily!
Dominic sat up quickly and covered his nose with his hands. He looked up at Anemone, who was still preoccupied in her glory.
It wasn't fair! How was he supposed to win against her?! He couldn't TACKLE her (that was rude, and he didn't want to hurt her), and he couldn't run fast (she had quickly taken out that option after she nailed him into the ground so hard, he swore he heard both of his legs snap in ten places).
Anemone, on the other hand, was probably faster than him ANYWAY, plus she tackled the crap out of him whenever he had the ball.
Once, Dominic tried to grab her leg and trip her. He knew that she had good reflexes, so she'd be able to catch herself, and meanwhile he could snatch the ball and score for himself. However, his idea didn't go quite as planned.
The result Dominic was looking for was himself getting a touchdown.
The result Dominic actually got was Anemone's pink sneaker smashed in his face, and a very not-too-pleasant bite to his arm.
Needless to say, he was hardly able to get his fingers on the brown oval-ish ball.
EVER.
-Music Plays-
And it's the end of the fourth! The score is:
Anemone: 49
Dominic: 0
ANEMONE WINS! WHOOO!
"Good game!" Dominic said as he smiled, giving Anemone a pat on the back. He was upset that he had lost, but the fact that Anemone was is such a GOOD mood because she won made losing not so bad at all.
To see her so happy was better than a million wins to him.
He gave her a soft kiss on the lips, in which she returned, trying to ignore how bad his face hurt from a sneaker, a football smash, and a few face plops into the ground from being tackled.
He kissed her again.
"Alright. Ready to go? We can stop and grab some lunch," he said as he took her hand in his and led her to the car. Anemone gasped.
"Yes! Lunch! This football stuff's made me hungry...I want a hamburger, Dominic!"
Dominic smiled. "Okay."
Anemone cheered about the oncoming lunch as the couple reached the car. Dominic opened the passenger seat for Anemone, but as it opened all the way, something made him step back.
Oh no...No! No! No!
Anemone twitched.
"Gulliver! BAD BOY! You should know better than that!!!" she yelled as she pointed a finger at her pet and scolded him.
Dominic could only stare at the pile of poop laying in the driver's seat. Two flies buzzed around the lump of Gulliver Feces.
He fought the urge to cry. He had JUST cleaned the inside of that car!
-Music Plays-
Ohh! And Gulliver plants the stinker! Score:
Gulliver: 1
Dominic: 0
DOMINIC LOSES AGAIN! AWWW!!!
There were two things that Dominic learned on the day he and Anemone decided to play a game of football.
One: Dominic Sorel does not play football.
And...
Two: Gulliver is no longer allowed in Dominic Sorel's car.
EVER.
A/N: -sighs- I love Gulliver. Whenever I get a pet, I'm gonna name it Gulliver! So...did you like? I hope so! There will be more drabbles to come, so fans of Dominic, Anemone, and Gulliver, rejoice!
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