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.DC team hotel.

The DC team were in a merry mood. They had gotten an humongous victory over CSK today. They were the table toppers. They were quite happy and celebrating their happiness.

Gathered in the team room, they were indulged in the usual madness. Well, half of the ICT mad party was in DC. So, they were allowed to be as mad as they wanted.

Sikhi and Shrey were trying to made a video going with the trend of tripping down, getting up and then hoping in a circle holding their wrist. Well, Jinks and Ash had laughed their heads off at the kids antics for sometimes.

But then decided to retire to their rooms. It was best option for both their mental health and enduring madness limits of the day. They both walked away from the squabbling kids who quite didn't like the "Ahu, Ahu" song and were now searching a new song for their madness.

Both of them dreaded the day, these mad people will rejoin the remaining mental hospital patients. They don't even want to imagine what Yuzi will do trying to innovate this trend? Leave, Rohirat, if the kids beg them to do the video.

Jinks could absolutely imagine his besties breaking each others bones by mistake. Because one of them was too excited to trip the other. Jinks really hoped for the sake of his own mental well being that this crazy trend ends before the ICT unites.

Jinks and Ash bid each other goodnight and sweet dreams after reaching near each other's room. They were actually each other's neighbors with Rish and Shreyas room opposite to them and Sikhi's two doors down the corridor.

Jinks and Ash retired to their rooms wishing for a long relaxing and undisturbed night. They should have known it was quite wistful thinking with the kind of younger brother and friends they have relaxing, peaceful moments were all but mirages.

Still, people can hope and hoping Jinks and Ash flopped on their beds, chatted with their family for sometimes and then decided to do some light reading before sleeping.

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On the other hand, the people called bandar and his gang by one hitman Sharma were still doing bandargiri. They were hoping around on different songs, enjoying the barbecue and doing crazy antics actually. Antics that involved Sikhi pa giving piggy back rides to Rishu while Shreyas did a sound commentary of the moment.

The foreign players and even some domestic players laughing like mad at their antics.

So, now the Bandar gang was again focusing on making a Bandar dance video. They had started their work, they were finally in sync after like a thousand and one bloopers. The song "Saadi gali bhul k aaya kro," on repeat.

Rishu was kinda jumping around an elevated platform in circles trying to show off his super dancing powers. Jinks and Ash weren't quite here to glare and admonish him for hoping around with his injury anymore, after all.

Shreyas was pondering whether he could trip Sikhi pa one more time? While also glancing at Rishu with an exasperated fondness while he stole two paneer tikkas from a plate kept nearby.

The hotel staff was really pondering how did they get such players?

"Oye, Rish wanna eat paneer tikka," Shreyas yelled waving the paneer tikka stick around the air merrily, almost playing dandiya with two paneer tikka sticks.

Rishu nodded eagerly, opening his mouth in a come feed me dearest brother manner. Shaking his head, Shreyas walked towards the still hoping and dancing Rishu and held the tikka stick in front of his mouth. Rishu gobbled them down without a second thought grinning merrily.

And Shreyas couldn't beileve their was a time when Shreyas thought Rishu to be anything else than the clownish, idiotic brother that he is.

"Rishab, your phone is ringing?" One of their teammates standing near the table where Rishu's phone was lying innocently informed Rishu.

"Who's calling?" Rishab asked unbothered, he was totally enjoying dancing and hoping around. He won't let some unnecessary call disturb his merry moment.

"Its some cheeku bhaiya," the guy informed shrugging his shoulder and giving Rishu an odd look because of all the 😇😇😇 emojis saved with the name.

Cheeku bhaiya, the name was enough to make both Rishu and Shreyas look at Rishu's phone with an hawkish look. Their Virat bhaiya hadn't called them himself for like days. He was calling and by no chance did the boys wanted to miss the call.

"Bhaag, Shrey, bhaag" Rishu yelled after Shreyas as he ran to answer the call. Well, they could tell their teammate to pick up the call. But no, they didn't only they can answer their Vi bhai's call and it won't absolutely do if their teammate dropped the call out of shock watching their Vi bhaiya.

Shreyas was there in seconds fetching the phone out of the player's hand and answering the call. Huffing and puffing with the camera focusing on his face. It took some time for the connection to establish.

Shikhar Dhawan looked totally amused by their antics. He watched as Shrey sat beside Rishu on the uplifted platform, face furrowing as both of them waited for the connection to finally establish.

And it did with a waving KL Rahul appearing on their screen.

"Hul!!!!!"

Both Shreyas and Rishu yelled on top of their voices looking totally surprised.

"Don't call me that," Rahul grumbled, forsaking the headphones due to the after effects of the yell on his dear ears. Why the hell did they scream so loudly?

"How's cheeku bhaiya's number with you?" Rishu demanded narrowing his eyes after checking and rechecking the caller Id.

"Where's cheeku bhaiya??" Shreyas demanded.

"Where are you actually??" Rish asked and Sikh looked totally bemused by their antics.

Who would have thought looking at them now that there was a time they absolutley didn't get along? There was a time they didn't trust each other.

Sikh noticed the rest of the DC players looking at Rishu and Shrey like they had gone mad. Well, Rishu and Shrey were actually not paying any attention to their surroundings. Lost in chattering with their "Hul", yeah, they were kinda very possessive about their Hul too.

"Guys, it's too late why don't we retire for tonight?" Sikh told the team laughing as Shrey and Rishu were still too involved in pestering Hul to pay any attention to the happenings about their surroundings.

"Okay," nodding one by one the players started leaving some tried to say Good night to Shrey and Rishu but those two were too busy in grilling Hul to pay them any attention.

Finally giving up on their Captain and Rishab. The DC team members left the area.

"Do you reckon cheeku bhaiya meant Virat Kohli??" Sikhi heard one domestic player ask another domestic player while leaving.

"Naah, can't be. I dont think Virat ever calls anyone. He is too full of himself to do that,"

"Yeah, I heard he thinks himself to be a real king with everyone below him. Didn't you see his antics," and as the players left exchanging theories on the super aggresive and rude Kohli.

Sikhar Dhawan was just glad that Shreyas and Rishab hadn't heard them or right now, he might have been acting as peacemaker.The kids couldn't hear a single word agaisnt their Cheeku bhaiya. Sikh pondered what kind of black magic his cheeku had done on these kids?

"Rahuliyaaaaaaaa" Sikhar heard both Rishu and Shreyas whine as he went and sat beside them.

Noticing Rahul roll his eyes. Yes, the two hadn't given Rahul even a single chance to speak till now.

Fed up, Rahul rotated the camera around the room focusing on a sleeping Virat beside him. Sikhar could all but see the starry fond gaze all the kids made looking at Virat that changed into a frown when they spotted Dev sprawled out beside Virat.

"Roll him down the bed," Rish and Shrey both ordered together scowling.

"Can't, he is holding onto Virat. Virat will fall down too," Rahul replied shooting a sleeping Dev a displeased look.

Mad, absolutely, mad, Sikhar couldn't help but think watching the kids scowl at a sleeping Dev.

"What happened to you hand Rahul?" Sikhi couldn't help but ask watching his bandaged hand.

"Nothing," Rah shrugged off, hiding his hand under covers.

"Well, he got into a fist fight with a wall," Mayank answered from somewhere snidely before he appeared on the screen along with Harry who looked ready to make space for himself between Devrat.

But Rahul stopped him not wanting to disturb his Virat bhaiya's sleep.

"Why???"

"What are you all doing in Vi bhaiya's room?"

"Is there a team gathering which we weren't aware of?

"Why did you fight a wall??"

"Were you drunk Rahuliyaa??"

"Did Virat bhaiya scold you??"

"Wait, is that a chocolate? How come you get a chocolate and I don't??"

"You got mushroom biryani that's why,"

Sikhar really didn't know how they can talk totally out of context like this? God, what did chocolate or mushroom biryani have anything to do with the present scenario. Sikhar didn't know but he just listened to the kids vaguely amused.

He should call Jaddu. He would find this scene utterly hilarious but Mayank's explanation on how Rahul punched the wall in anger because someone insulted his Virat bhaiya and how both Rishu, Shrey and even Harry violently favored breaking that person apart.

Well, Sikhar was actually thankful right now that Shreyas and Rishu didn't hear those players or they might really had witnessed a brawl right here. But thankfully, they had moved past their violent tendencies and were right now making plans to make their stubborn, dunderheaded captain understand that he wasn't a bad captain. He was the world's best brother for them.

Hearing their plans and curses about insolent, over bearing people. Sikhar couldn't help but remember their debut days and similar kind of misunderstanding surrounding them. He couldn't help but think about their sun and moon kinda temperament, clashing personalities and the rumors surrounding their dressing room.

As he was all but dragged towards Jinks and Ash's room to pester and badger them with the insane plans. Sikhar couldnt help but remember the kids who were totally disillusioned and unaware about them and a huffing-puffing Rahuliya that informed them about it.

As Ash and Jinks tried to make sense of the overlapping words sprouting out of the boys. Sikh remembered their shaky starting days that led to the expulsion of their media manager and his whole team.

And ofcourse, the black magic Virat had done on the kids to make them idolize him the best. They couldn't hear a single word against him.

Sikhar actually was unaware that the kids couldn't hear a single word against any of their brothers.

Nops, not at all.

It was beyond bearable for them.

-to be continued-