Ortiz

I cannot fathom how a Venezuelan player managed to get a spot on one of the greatest teams to ever play the beautiful game.

Ortiz didn't have a first name.

Unlike other players, she was not a bitch.

**This is a rather wholesome story:**

In the picturesque town of Karasjok, where the sun kissed rolling hills and laughter echoed through the air, SameLeiren FC was gearing up for another spirited practice session. Ortiz, the team's vibrant wing-back, had an idea to infuse a bit of her Venezuelan heritage into the team's camaraderie by making traditional Venezuelan cookies, "Galletas de la Alegría," for everyone.

However, amidst the excitement, there were some unique characters on the team. Koallaskiipa, the perpetually hungry striker, had been eyeing the field with more appetite than usual that day. Globglog, the enigmatic offensive midfielder, had an eccentric aversion to sweets and was known to reject even the most tempting of treats. Antonova, the talented defender, harbored a twinge of jealousy towards Ortiz, feeling overshadowed by her popularity.

Undeterred by the diverse personalities within the team, Ortiz woke up early the next morning, determined to make her cookies a memorable experience for everyone. Flour, sugar, and the essence of her Venezuelan heritage filled the kitchen air as Ortiz worked her culinary magic.

Meanwhile, Koallaskiipa couldn't contain his hunger during practice. The tantalizing aroma of the baking cookies reached him on the field, making his stomach growl louder than his cheers for the team. He couldn't wait for Ortiz's surprise.

As the cookies baked, Globglog, the eccentric midfielder, hovered near the kitchen but declined Ortiz's invitation to join in the baking. "I appreciate the gesture, Ortiz, but I've never been a fan of sweets, I only consume books my dear." Globglog explained with a mysterious smile.

Antonova, on the other hand, observed the entire process from a distance. A twinge of jealousy gnawed at her as she watched Ortiz effortlessly bring joy to the team. She wondered if she could ever make such an impact.

Finally, the Galletas de la Alegría were ready, golden brown and dusted with powdered sugar. Ortiz arranged them on a tray and carried them to the field, where the hungry eyes of Koallaskiipa and the indifferent gaze of Globglog awaited.

Koallaskiipa's appetite overpowered his manners as he eagerly grabbed a handful of cookies, munching away with delight. The flavor explosion was everything he had hoped for, and he couldn't help but cheer even louder between bites.

Globglog, true to his nature, declined the cookies.

Antonova, witnessing the scene unfold, felt a pang of realization. She approached Ortiz, acknowledging the effort she had put into bringing the team together. "I may not have your culinary skills, Ortiz, but I appreciate what you've done for us," she admitted, putting aside her jealousy.

The aroma of Galletas de la Alegría filled the air, blending with the cheers and laughter of the football team. Ortiz's thoughtful gesture had not only satisfied Koallaskiipa's hunger but had also bridged gaps, bringing even the initially envious Antonova into the fold of camaraderie.

And so, amidst the rolling hills of Karasjok SameLeiren FC continued their journey not only as teammates on the field but as a diverse family, bound together by the sweet memories of Ortiz's Venezuelan cookies.

As one of the SameLeiren security workers checked into work for his night shift a horrible revelation was made. He checked the security cameras as part of the normal procedure, everything appearing normal until a dark silhouette made their way towards the baked cookies. The guard quickly realized it was Koallaskiipa standing over the cookies, his big naked body laid bare for anyone lucky enough to see.

Koallaskiipa began making a fast hand movement back and forth on something on his lower body, before releasing a pure white liquid all over the golden cookies. He looked to away to the left and right before jumping onto the pipes hanging from the roof and swinging away into the darkness. The security guard could only smirk as he watched the entire team gobble down on the tasty glazed cookies.