Stealth teamsfic shoutout


Jack wouldn't have agreed to the tourney if he'd known it involved paired teams. He had standards. And if he'd known the organizers had a cruel sense of humor—

His team, three Saix. The Tigers Team...

He blamed the Taskers for finding it so damn funny, and he wasn't sure who they were enjoying tormenting more. Jack looked at the Tigers and winced: Chris had talked one of them out of their coat, and Kelly was describing the time he'd gotten his headband caught in a revolving door. In great detail, with hand gestures.

This would be a long week.


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