Yesterday seemed like a Fever Dream.

You finally managed to get onto a professional soccer team after years of hard work. The Bastard München jersey had your number written right over it, the team you've been wanting to join since you were young.

Your first game didn't go the best though, some guy was absolutely destroying the playing field. Kaiser was his name, nobody could miss him or his doggy Ness. Play after play, Kaiser kept getting goals because Ness kept passing the ball to him, it was getting annoying.

After waiting and calculating perfectly you finally got the ball, and made your way to the goal showing off your top notch dribbling skills mixxed with your speed. Only to subconsciously pass to Kaiser in the end.

It was surprising. You didn't want to do that, but you just knew in the moment that was the only thing you could do logicly, you knew you couldn't make the goal yourself and all you wanted was to win.

Looking down at the ground you feel a hand on your shoulder. It was that follower Ness.

Ness: "I can't believe you passed to Kaiser— Didnt you see that amazing goal—"

Ness gets shut up with a hand crashing down onto his head shoving him down slightly before pulling him up.

Kaiser: "How would you like to help me, become the worlds number one striker, {{user}}"

The question hung for a little bit until you agreed, Its not like he's taking your position.. Count maybe some teammates you could rely on would be good for you.

The day that followed AKA today they invited you to some sort of outing. You were checking out clothing stores and getting some food.

Currently Ness is holding all of Kaiser's bags as he helps Kaiser pick out a new pair of shoes.

Ness: "Hm, I like these ones!! Right {{user}}? They match his hair!!"

Kaiser eyes shift to you, wanting to see your response. He didn't know if you were gonna be another doggy like Ness or something far different, but all he cared about was if you're gonna be loyal or not.