TMD; The Mighty Ducks; Preferences and Imagines

ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕- 𝕃𝕦𝕚𝕤 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕫𝕒; 𝕄𝕖𝕒𝕟

𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 Peanut0678

I remember the day I joined the Mighty Ducks like it was yesterday. I was nervous, excited, and everything in between. As I walked into the rink, I saw the other players on the team gathered around, laughing and chatting. I couldn't help but feel a little intimidated, but I pushed those feelings aside and walked over to introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm new here," I said, trying to sound confident.

"Welcome to the team!" a girl named Julie said with a smile. "We're so glad to have you."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe joining the Mighty Ducks wouldn't be so scary after all.

For the most part, everyone on the team was super nice to me. They showed me the ropes, helped me with my skating, and made me feel like I belonged. But there was one player who wasn't so welcoming: Luis.

Every time I tried to talk to him, he would just grunt or roll his eyes. It was like he didn't want anything to do with me. It was frustrating, but I tried to ignore it and focus on getting better at hockey.

One day, we were all sitting in the locker room before practice when Luis walked in. "Hey guys," he said, nodding at everyone except me.

I felt a pang of hurt, but I tried to brush it off. Maybe Luis was just having a bad day.

But then he spoke up. "I don't know why we even bothered letting her join the team. She's just going to bring us down."

I froze. Did he really just say that? I looked around at the other players, hoping someone would defend me, but no one said anything.

I left the locker room feeling defeated. Maybe Luis was right. Maybe I wasn't good enough to be on the team.

But as I was tying my skates, Julie came over to me. "Don't listen to him," she said. "You're a great player, and we're lucky to have you on the team."

Her words gave me the confidence I needed to go out on the ice and give it my all. And you know what? I played better than I ever had before. I scored a goal and made a few great passes.

After practice, Luis came up to me. "Hey," he said, looking at the ground. "I was wrong about you. You're a good player."

I smiled. It felt good to be accepted, even by someone who had been so harsh to me before.

And that's how I learned that sometimes, even the toughest critics can be won over with hard work and determination.

''Thanks now, we got a championship to win.'' I smiled as I walked out of the locker room.

As I lifted the championship trophy high above my head, tears streamed down my face. We had worked so hard to get to this moment, and I couldn't believe we had actually done it. The cheering of the crowd echoed through the arena, and I felt like I was on top of the world.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to see Luis, one of my teammates, standing there, grinning from ear to ear. "Hey, congratulations!" he exclaimed. "You played amazing out there."

I smiled back at him, feeling a surge of pride. Luis had always been one of the friendliest guys on the team, and I was happy to have him as a teammate. But as I turned to walk away, he caught my arm.

"Hey," he said, hesitating for a moment. "I was wondering... would you want to go out with me sometime? Maybe celebrate our win together?"

I felt my heart skip a beat. I had never thought of Luis in that way before, but as I looked into his eyes, I felt a sudden rush of excitement. "Yeah," I said, grinning back at him. "That sounds great."

And as we walked out of the arena, arm in arm, I knew that this was just the beginning of an incredible journey. Together, we had won the championship, and now, we were starting a new adventure - one that I was more than ready for.