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I know lots of people have been saying that 7x04 is going to be the tipping point to whether buddie will go canon or not and the new stills are really backing this up. But I'm slightly(very) concerned it's not gonna turn out how we want it to (buddie canon).
Like, from what I personally am getting from the stills, Eddie seems to befriend Tommy without Buck knowing which leads to Buck's 'envy'.
The stills from the gym with Buck and his emotional support basketball are giving 'we were going to play now but oh look my new bestie is calling and wants to show me round the helicopters that's much more cool let's take a raincheck'.
Then you've got Buck just gatecrashing that and Tommy and Eddie having already bonded and having inside jokes and Buck being all :( about it.
THEN you have the basketball court which could either be Buck and Chimney going for a 1v1 game and bumping into Eddie and Tommy OR Eddie inviting Tommy along to a group game without telling Buck. Either way Tommy is once again taking up Eddie's attention. Which causes Buck's abandonment issues to rear their head resulting in The Incident.
Now this could very well be Buck realising his feelings for Eddie in a very roundabout way, but I'm concerned they're going to play it platonically, especially with the way they've been speed-running Buddie's best hits the past couple eps. They could easily pass it off as Buck worrying Tommy is replacing him as Eddie's BESTfriend, allowing the writers to really solidify their friendship to the new audience.
But hopefully, with Oliver's excitement over the episode and the general attached-at-the-hipness Buck and Eddie have had over the past 3 eps, maybe just maybe, Eddie could just be making friends outside of the 118 (which is probably a good thing tbh)(also another of their greatest hits) which prompts Buck's feeling realisation, getting the ball rolling on future buddie canon, which would leave this nice bestfriend-shaped gap in Eddie's life when it eventually happens that Tommy can just slide into, allowing him to be around more often, leaving everyone happy.
But that's the perfect scenario. I still think we're clowning HARD and it's just gonna be the aforementioned reassertion of Buck's position as Eddie's bestie. But one can hope.
Chapter 4 of my Les Averman fic
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Lester was in his English class. The teacher, Mr. Wish, was teaching the class about poetry. He was droning on about some famous poet. Bleh. Les never liked poetry. 'It was stupid and overrated', he thought. He just couldn't see the appeal. It was just sentences spaced out more. Nothing interesting.
'If class isn't interesting, might as well make it right?', he thought. Luckily for him, he has Peter in this class. He didn't really like Peter to be honest, he thought he was annoying. To be fair---he was, but Averman would be lying if he said he couldn't be fun sometimes.
So he turned to him, "hey Pete-meiser."
The smaller boy turned to him, "what."
"Instead of learning about 'The Raven', I'd rather be in this class nevermore." He laughed and slapped the desk with his hand. It made a loud smack that caused Les to jolt up.
Lester wasn't the only one who noticed it apparently, because the whole class seemed to have went quiet. Shit. The teacher turned around to look at the two. He wasn't happy. "Lester Averman." He put his hands on his hips.
He gulped and his face turned red. He was speechless. Before he could eve think of responding, Peter retorted. "Shawn Wish." Averman gave a horrified look over at Peter. Did he really just do that?
Les whispered, "what are you doing...? Are you insane?"
"Don't worry, I got this.." Peter whispered back
The teacher's face grew red with anger. "That's it! Detention after school for the both of you!" He looked at Peter, "and you...office. Now."
"...so much for 'got this', huh?" Peter rolled his eyes and got up from his seat, leaving the classroom.
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The room was quiet. The only things he could hear was the sound of his pencil marking on the behavior reflection sheet he had. All kids in detention received those. He and Peter Mark were put in separate classrooms, to keep them from 'misbehaving' further. Lucky him.
The sound of faint snoring filled the room. Les looked up from his paper to the source of the sound, the detention watcher. She wasn't a teacher---a student teacher from his guess. She looked young, mid-20s maybe. The teachers were too busy to watch the detentions, despite dishing them out like they were candy.
He was growing restless. Time seemed to be at a standstill----every minute felt like an hour. With every tick of the clock, the more he felt the need to get up and do something.
He pushed himself out of his seat, the chair making a loud scraping sound on the floor. He looked over at the student teacher, not even a stir. He walked over to the door and opened it as quietly as he could. He peered his head out of the doorway to check the hallway. No one. Lucky him, again.
He stepped out, one foot at a time, slowly inching himself into the empty halls. He ran the pads of his fingers on the lockers, feeling the cool metal. The sound of his quiet footsteps on the linoleum echoed through the empty hall. School wasn't so bad without all the people. It was nice---peaceful, even.
He just observed all the posters on the wall as he wandered. The metal felt good on his finger tips. He walked by the Geography and Minnesota History classroom. He hated all his core classes, but this one was the worst in his opinion. The door was held ajar, the teacher must have forgotten to close it. Without anyone in it, it looked like a husk of it's usual populated status. A lot of kids at his school swarmed the classroom in attempts to mess with the teacher. He always found it cruel, but who was he to stop them?
He walked past the computer lab and pre-algebra classes next. If there was any room more populated than the Geography classroom, it was the computer lab. Many kids used to skip classes and hide out in the computer lab, the lights never worked properly so it made the perfect hiding place. The staff eventually caught on and started locking the doors. It hasn't stopped some of the school's seasoned 'delinquents' though.
He took a sharp right turn and walked down the music hall. There were types of kids who did music; the ones just looking for an easy A and the pretentious wannabes. The choir kids were especially pretentious. They always thought they were better than everyone else just because they could sing a few high notes.
He eventually reached the end of the hall. There were two directions he could take; the left, which led to the auditorium and gym---or the right, leading to the cafeteria and front office. Before he could make his choice, he heard the loud hum of a water fountain near the gym. His heart skipped a beat when he saw who was using it. It was her. Molly.
Why was she there? Sure, she was a little sassy...but she certainly wasn't the type to be in detention.
Before he could even think, he was moving closer. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late for him to turn back. He cleared his throat, "um...hi."
She jumped slightly, startled. She turned to him, "oh hey."
"What are...what are you doing here?"
She laughed, it put some of his awkwardness at ease. He felt like he could melt right then and there. "That's for me to know."
Les scoffed, a small smirk playing at his lips. He placed his hand on his chest, feigning hurt. "Wow, the mysterious Molly can't even divulge one thing to a peasant like me?"
"Indeed you are correct sir," she mused.
Les took the time to observe her more. She wasn't wearing the clothes she normally would wear---instead opting for athletic shorts and a simple T-shirt. "No, but seriously, what are you doing here?"
"I have basketball practice."
Oh. He laughed, "I can't believe I didn't guess that based on..." his eyes quickly darted down at her shorts, his face flushing slightly. He quickly looked back up, "uh, nevermind..."
"What are you doing here?"
He laughed, "Mr. Wish gave me detention."
"Oh?" She raised an eyebrow, "what for?"
Averman rolled his eyes, "talking in class."
"That's stupid."
Les made this big, exasperated gesture, "oh my god, tell me about it!"
She laughed, "like, dude for real put you in detention for doing the same thing everyone else was."
"Yeah..."
Before they could talk further, the shrill voice of the head coach for basketball screamed for Molly to get back in the gym to practice some drills. She quickly obliged, walking back to the gym. She stopped right as she was about the enter the threshold, "it was nice talking to you. Les, was it?" She laughed one final time, "you should probably get back to whatever classroom you were in. I'll see you around, yeah?"
His face flushed once more. She remembered his name? She remembered his name! And she said she would see him around! He did what she'd suggested, walking back to the classroom. Thank goodness for him that the lady was still asleep. He slipped back in his seat quietly and sat there for the duration of his 'punishment', thinking about the interaction they had together.
Character Sheet
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Name: Dean Baker-Fitzgerald
Nicknames: Deanie, Blondie
Age: 16
DOB: September 15th, 2007
Place of birth: Wichita, Kansas
Nationality: Italian-American
Gender: Cisgender Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 180lbs
Build: athletic
Eye Colors: Blue (left), Green (right)
Hair Color: Blonde
Personality Type: ESDJ (caregiver)
Positive Traits: Outgoing, Athletic, Sweet
Negative Traits: Naive, Trusting, Oblivious
Hobbies: Track, Basketball, Cooking, Violin, Writing, Gardening
Interests: Music, Hockey, Basketball, Outdoors, Plants, Baseball
Religion: Baptist
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Indoor sport court - huge cottage light wood floor indoor sport court idea with brown walls
Historia del baloncesto
Seguro que has jugado a este deporte, pero quizás no conoces la historia del baloncesto. Y que el basketball tiene más de 120 años de antigüedad. En CurioSfera-Historia.com, te explicamos su origen, quién es el inventor del baloncesto y cómo ha sido su evolución en el tiempo.
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