The Outlaws would have been the odds on favorite in this first heat except that they were forced to default when Autolycus suddenly, and very inexplicably I can assure you, found himself locked in the locker room. (Kinda ironic, don't ya think? Locked in the lockeroom.) A spokesperson for Team Callisto denies all knowledge of the unfortunate incident.
While the medical team was not accustom to holding a baton while running, they certainly were accustom to running all over Cirra cleaning up after the Goddess. They probably would have won too, except the clean up from the Dodge ball match was taking longer than expected, forcing them to default as well. Again a spokesperson for Team Callisto denies all knowledged of the unfortunate incident.
Team Hudson had the slight edge in this race, with the Bards being, well Basically Bards, and the Cheerios, well who could take a team called Cheerios seriously. What the bookmakers didn't know was that a baton is just about the size of a scroll, and if the Bards concentrated really hard they could pretend they were part of ancient Cirra's postal service, where the mail got there on time -- Or Else! Suffice it to say, those bards could run.
Coming around the first corner, Hudson had the lead. And a rather impressive one at that. Unfortunately Wesser was dumbstruck by Hudson's beauty (well we think it was her beauty that did it, but who can say really...you know, what with him hanging out in that science lab all day) and so when she went to hand off the baton he just kinda stood there allowing her to crash into him. The baton flew across the track, rolling right under TJ's feet, effectively eliminating team Cheerios as well.
Pah-lease....
In a shocking upset Basically Bards won the 4 X 100 meter relay. We would like to say it was through hard work and dedication, but the truth be told they were the only team left standing when the dust finally cleared...or at least Ron was.
As expected Team Callisto had jumped out to take the early lead. The hand off between Sherry and Matt was picture perfect. Or at least that is what Matt was thinking as he rounded the corner.
Matt: (Wow that was picture perfect. We're talking Cereal box perfect. Wheaties? I wonder what Alwheaties is up to today? A shame her team had to default. But dodge ball can really get out of hand around here.)
At this point Matt has a vivid flashback of a medium sized standard issue rubber playground ball rushing toward his face.
Matt: AUUUHHH! (reflexively throws his hands up to cover his face, thereby dropping the baton.)
The baton made an awful clanging noise as it hit the track and rolled forward coming to a rest at Callisto's feet.
Time stopped, quite literally we are afraid.
Matt: (blurts out) "Melissa made me do it!"
While Callisto knew this was not possible because Melissa wasn't even in the stadium, she was off searching for Dr Pepper in a bottle (tall skinny kind, you know the kind they don't make any more, the kind that you have to search all over Tartarus and back to locate, the kind that...). (SMACK) As we were saying, while the Goddess knew that, she didn't really care. Where Matt was involved his twin was surely not far behind.
Finally after hours of searching Melissa found DP in a bottle (the tall skinny kind)!!! Thank the Goddess, she thought. Just before a massive jolt of pain serged through her body. Well you can just guess what happened next...she dropped the bottle of course.
MM: (Muttering, while picking herself up off the ground) "Peters."
And Matt would have answered his twin too, you know if he hadn't been stuffed unceremoniously into a Gaterade cooler, with the baton....well, let's just say that baton wouldn't be seeing sunlight anytime soon.
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