What The Luck!?

Chapter 265 - 265. Soccer Club

Asher was embarrassed by the many ways that Cara pleaded with their mother. He knew that his friends were all witnessing this as they tried t entertain the kitten that Cara had found. The entire situation had fallen way out of his control. Jackson had long finished his hone call and they were waiting for his neighbor to show up. 

"She is really nice, I bet she will bring plenty of things for the kittens to get them happy and cozy for the car ride back to her place." Jackson sounded very happy to share these things about his neighbor friend. 

"It seems like you are very close with your neighbors." Asher was glad to hear that one of his friends was this way.It spoke to how welcome of a hero Jackson would be. 

"Well, I try and share the vegetables I get from the garden with everyone nearby. She usually has me save her some tomatoes since she feeds them to some of the animals she shelters. Plus she also brings we the waste from the animals for me to use as fertilizer. It is a fair trade." Jackson knew it sounded weird but it was part of gardening that made his plants grow better and he had long gotten over it. 

"I want to say that's gross, but it means you have better quality ingredients and I want the best of the best for the meals I make." Art had found a secret connection between him and Jackson. "You definitely need to share some vegetables with me so I can set them up for a meet. I bet you have plenty of things I can use for garlic and soy sauce grilled vegetables." Art was already running through recipes in his head. 

"Sure thing, but what do you have to trade?" Jackson was sly and knew that he didn't want to gove without receiving as well. It was the deal he had long had going for his garden. 

"You said you have blueberry bushes right? I can make blueberry jam and pies from them so you can preserve them. I have a great spice mixture that makes the blueberry pop." Art had already felt this coming and wanted to use this as another chance to make more recipes he enjoyed cooking. 

"Blueberry jam? That sounds super cool. You need to let me taste it too." Sammy overheard that Art would be making blueberry jam and decided that she needed to be the official taste tester. 

"Oh yeah? And according to the deals we are setting up you will need something to trade with us." Art and Jackson were teaming up with their own business venture completely taking the group off topic again. 

"Do kittens eat blueberries? Maybe we can make the homemade cat food." Jane was falling in love with the kittens more and more too. 

"Ah, there you are Jackson. I'm glad you are s easy to see now that you've grown so much." A woman with poofy bling hair and a large weather stopped her bicycle right in front of the group. "I was on my shopping trip so I have the bike instead of the car. But I have the little wagon attached to give the kittens a ride." 

"Oh, so you are the neighbor that is going to rescue the kittens my sister found. Thank you so much for coming." Asher saw that the group could finally make their way to training. 

"So your sister found them. It's a good thing. These little ones still need milk to drink. They can't eat anything else yet. I know black cats are a bad omen but that is no reason to abandon them." Jacksons' neighbor had already moved t the kittens and was carefully checking them over. 

"You three will need a bath, some shots for protection, and collars with trekkers so that the new families I find for you can rest easy. If I can fin families...black cats are so hard to adopt." The sadness etched on her face spoke volumes to her feelings for all animals. 

"That won't be a problem, they will be joining our family! My mother just said yes to them becoming official members." Cara stood triumphantly as she hung up the phone.

"What? How? I thought mom and dad would never let us have pets in the house?" Asher was stunned. 

"She said that we should learn to take care of another animal and properly do so for some time before we go out and try to be law enforcement and heroes. She said there were many lessons the kittens could teach us." Cara stood even more proud at the reasoning. 

"Ooo, that is perfect. Listen here you three. You already have a family I can bring you to in a few weeks once you can eat solid food. No com oolong for a little ride with me." Jacksons' neighbor was swift and got the kittens in to a small cage in the little wagon attached to her bike. 

"Jackson honey, Your snap peas were excellent this year. I will be sure to feed some to the iguana later." And with that Jacksons' neighbor was gone. She had been sweet and efficient, she had more than lived up to what Jackson had spoken of her. 

"Well, now that the kittens have a home and Asher is going to be thinking about his new family members all day, want to go inside?" Louis had been watching Ashers' face change through many different emotions in the last few minutes and decided it was best to end the suffering. 

"I wanted to play with the kittens more, but that just means we should all go and hang out at Asher and Caras' house more," Laura said this and brought more terror to Ashers' face. He realized that everyone that came over to train of study would just end up playing with the kittens and that they wouldn't get anything done. 

"I am going to have to book the gym and library together…" He mumbled this just loud enough to Cara to hear. 

"Yup or else everyone will come and take away the attention of the three meowskateers." Cara was already fawning over the picture she also took on her phone. Asher was yet again shocked by this. His sister was so different today. 

The group made their way in to the school and through to the gym where they were required to scan their student identifications because it was the day off. They passed a few students who were going to other parts of the building for similar reasons as them. Many of the clubs would have activities in the classrooms or science rooms. 

"Asher, I thought you booked the gym for us to use?" Jane aw a group of students already in the gym playing with a soccer ball. They appeared to have been there for a little while. 

"I did, I have the confirmation email right here. I pulled I up on my phone just in case we needed to show it to a teacher or security." Asher showed his friends the email reassuring them that it was them who had the gym booked. 

"No, it's not anything wrong with you guys. It's the soccer club. They do this all the time and any of the other clubs that book the gym have to deal with it, Want me to take care of it?" Cara had half expected something like this to happen since it had before. 

"No, we should take care of it ourselves. You are a grade above us and we can't rely on you to always be here to deal with the problems for us. What if we don't skip a grade to try and catch up to you?" Art stepped up and started to walk toward the group of soccer players with everyone else following. It was an impressive moment of confidence that no one expected from him.

"Hey, we have the gym booked. We need to use the space, can you leave?" He was fairly nice at first since it was the first time the soccer club had gotten in their way and there was no reason to start things off with an argument. 

"Naaah we want to play here so go find somewhere else today." One of the taller and older kids spoke up without even looking at them. 

"No, we booked the gym. You will be leaving. Next time you can book the gym before us." Art stood his ground while Asher moved to stand next to him. 

"Kid, I said we weren't leaving so run along. What are you a freshman or something?" The same kid just gave Art an attitude again. 

"Hey Art, their ball looks like it might be going flat. What a shame since they won't be able to play without it." Asher said this and drew the attention of all the soccer players in front of them. Threatening their equipment seemed to be the way to get their attention. "Like my friend said. We have this booked and if you want to make an enemy of me you can stay. If you don't, which I recommend, then leave." Asher smiled ever so slightly causing a few to shiver as they recognized him from the last week of camp.