Team USA was leading six to nothing in our first game against Trinidad and Tobago. We all cheered as Connie scored our seventh goal of the game. We all cheered as Jesse soared down the ice. But he was pushed from behind into the net by a Trinidad player. Dean handed me a bandana as we were getting ready to go out on the ice.
I wrapped it in my hair and then put on my helmet. Dean, Fulton, and me all jumped over the boards onto the ice. We knocked down any players that stood in the way of the puck. For once I thought, maybe Dean isn't so bad after all.
Dean passed me the puck and I shot it in the net. Everyone in the stadium cheered for us. Me, Dean and Fulton all bowed to the crowd. "Thank you.
Thank you very much." The boys slammed against each other as they kept cheering.
The Trinidad and Tobago team soon scored and music started playing and they started dancing on the ice. Kenny then scored the ninth goal of the game as it ended. The entire team cheered then met on the ice. "Alright, way to go! That wasn't a game, that was a statement!" Coach Bombay said to us. We all cheered and then headed off the ice.
wittle time skip
"Ladies and gentlemen, team USA hockey." Mr Tibbles said as we all joined him on the stage in our team USA tracksuits, though mine was huge on me. Guess it's from not eating much. "And the man chosen to lead them to the gold, Gordon Bombay." We all clapped. "Bring the bear up here. This is Henry, the Hendrix bear." A man in a bear suit came up on stage with us. "oh hell no" I said, backing away from it. "Guys, I want you to come in, get some shots with the bear."
I moved back, crashing into Fulton as the bear stood in front of me. I felt Fulton wrap his arms around my waist. "Hello, everybody! It's great to be here!" The bear said. A picture was taken and then he got off the stage and I relaxed a little bit.
"You scared of mascots or something?" Fulton asked me. "No, she's scared of bears." Julie said. Fulton laughed as I hit his arm. "Okay, we're gonna open it up to questions. Yes." Mr Tibbles said.
A blonde woman stood up. "Team USA, how does it feel competing on the international level here in Los Angeles?" She asked. "Um-" Coach Bombay started off but we interrupted him.
"Feels good." One said "Love it." Another said "Fucking awesome." I shouted and Fulton wrapped his arms around my face, covering my mouth. "You need to quiet down." He whispered.
Another woman stood up. "Coach Bombay, the Vikings from Iceland are the heavy favorite.
Their coach has already guaranteed victory.
How are you gonna handle them?"
"Um, hard work. I think our team is ready to go up against the best in the world. We're not worried about em. Iceland may be tough, but, uh, we're team USA and we're goin all the way." Coach Bombay said into the microphone. We all clapped. "Team USA's going down. That's where you're going." A man's voice rang out.
"See you on the ice, Bombay." Someone said from the crowd "Fuck you, you greasy mole rat looking asshole!" I shouted out. Fulton picked me up by the waist. "That's it. We're taking you back to the dorms." He said, leaving with me in his arms with Dean following us.
Later that evening I went to bed early along with Dwayne. We were woken up by screaming in the hallway, and loud music coming from down the hall. "I got it." I said, getting out of my bed and walking towards Dean and Fulton's room. I didn't even bother knocking. I just opened the door and slammed it behind me. Fulton and Dean were playing air guitar with their hockey sticks but dropped them and turned to look at me. "Respectfully shut the fuck up!" I said "MAKE ME" Dean shouted. I walked over to the radio and turned it off and took with me back to my dorm. "Toodles" I said while leaving their dorm.
Another time skip lol
(also a wittle smut)
Team USA was leading Italy six to nothing.
Me and Dean did a double check on a player that was gunning for Fulton. We accidentally knocked the ref down too. Fulton lined up in front of the net and took his shot, hitting to goalie, knocking him down and sending the puck into the net. "Yeah!" He cheered. We had won eleven to nothing once the game was over. After the game we were all in the locker room. "yo sand" I heard someone whisper behind me. I turn around and see Fulton. "What?" I whisper back "come here" he said motioning me to go towards the back of the locker room. I quickly walked over towards him. "What?" I asked just then Fulton grabbed my cheeks (the ones on your face) and kissed me. Then he made his way down my neck, leaving sloppy kisses on my neck "Fulton, what I-if we get caught" I said "it's fine" he moaned as he went back to sucking and licking my neck. Then his hand trailed from the back of my neck towards my boobs.
Just then the locker went silent and me and Fulton froze. "Shit" he mouthed to me "go look" I mouthed back at him. He crept around a corner, then came back with a huge grin on his face. "Who's here?" I ask "nobody is" he said as he kissed me again which I kissed him back. We both moaned in between kisses. "Wait" he said "hm?" I asked "cmon" he said grabbing my hand and leading me to the showers.
