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Entry tags:	!crackfic, !fandomhighverse, character: cole turner, character: phoebe halliwell, character: sam anders, fandom: battlestar galactica, fandom: charmed, pairing: cole/phoebe/anders, title: candlestick park

Crackfic: "And that's why Cole, Phoebe, and Anders aren't allowed at Candlestick Park anymore"
Title: "And that's why Cole, Phoebe, and Anders aren't allowed at Candlestick Park anymore"
Fandom: Charmed, Battlestar Galactica (revival)
Characters: Cole Turner, Phoebe Halliwell, Sam Anders
Pairing: Cole/Phoebe/Anders [Fandom High RPG universe]
Word Count: 332
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters herein. Etc.
Summary: I said it, they made me write it. Just a little crackfic drabble. ;)

Phoebe had desperately wanted a break from demon fighting and magickal hijinks. She wanted to do something a normal couple would -- well, if a normal couple were three people, that is. She had been offered three tickets to a 49ers home game in Candlestick Park, and knowing Cole's love of football and Anders' interest in sports in general, she jumped at the chance. They were nosebleed seats, but it was the experience that mattered. A normal fall Sunday afternoon, that was all she wanted.

The game had gone badly for the San Francisco team, not that she minded. She was having fun just sitting between Cole and Anders and jumping up and cheering for the good plays and yelling at the refs when they made calls against the team. Many of the fans started to clear out at the beginning of the fourth quarter, seeing no need to stick around for their doomed team.

That was when Cole looked around, noting the empty seats. "Looks like we have some privacy," he said slyly.

"They're not real fans," Anders grumbled, throwing some popcorn forward over the empty seats. "Real fans stay until the very end."

"I don't think that's what he meant," Phoebe giggled, clued in to Cole's mood by his wandering hands as well as the feelings she sensed.

"What? Oh," Anders said, grinning now.

It took some doing (and a little property damage) to get into a comfortable position, Phoebe straddling Cole's lap, with Anders pressed against her back. A good deal of kissing and groping followed, thoroughly enjoyable until they heard a strange noise from the crowd. Thinking they'd missed a interesting play, Phoebe craned her neck to look back to the field . . . and saw the image of her, Cole, and Anders on the JumboTron.

"Oops," Cole said.

Security arrived a minute later, and they were escorted out. A couple days later they received a letter, politely asking them never to come back to Candlestick Park.