The game was at 7:30 pm that day, it was his time to make his debut. He was selected second among 10 out of 20 prospects to play in the pre season. That's a good sign. There was no practice that day, but there was autograph signings at the United Center so he went there as he had nothing better to do. To his surprise, there was a huge lineup. One of the reasons of that is because his jersey finally got available to purchase. He walks bay the line of fans high fiving them, what any great hockey player would do. He sits down at a desk, and began accepting autographs, pictures and lots more. But of all 10'000 fans lined up, one caught his eye and his heart. It was a girl who had leukemia combined with Down's syndrome
"Hi there , what's your name"
"oo oohhhhhhh ma myy go gossh" she said slowly due to the disorders.
"I'm Jonathan Toew-"
The girl starts to cry, she hugs Jonathan and he gave him her an autograph, and a special limited edition signed jersey of himself. And he asked the parents to give him they're phone number for future meet up.
After 800 fans, Toews was just about ready to go to a restraunt and have a pre game meal with a couple of teammates. Toews walks into the restaurant, and his jaw dropped. Bickell had picked one of the most expensive restaurant in town. Toews finally comes around and sits down beside Sharp, Seabrook and the Man him self, Bryan Bickell.
"I'm not paying the bill Bryan. Like, one of us is fucked."
"All in favor of Bickell paying the bill" Brent and Sharp said nodding at the same time.
The waitress comes to take they're order.
"Hello and Welcome to Bills Quality Cook, I'm Lindsay and I'll be your server today"
"I'll take mashed potatoes and meatballs" Sharp says
"I'll take a pizza" Bickell says
"Fat Ass" Brent whispers
"I'll take a- uh, fish and chips" Seabrook stuttered
"And for you?" the waitress says
"Um, uh, I- wi-will just take a pa-past-pasta" he stutters badly.
"Your order will be ready soon!"
"Damn, I think Tazer got a crush on that Lindsay girl eh?" Bickell says
"She's so hot.....!" Toews says dreamily
"Ok dork now our foods about to come wake up" Bickell says
"That fast?" Sharp questioned.
She hands out all of the food, but when she was giving it to Toews, he stopped and gave her a piece of paper and whispered"
"Here's my number"
They eat like normal people, but Bickell had a problem with the pizza.
"Where the fuck is my drink!" He said laughing along with them.
The bill came back. It was $85.12
"Haha see you later dork" they all shouted at him, leaving the restaurant for him to pay the bill himself.
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Dynasty
FanfictionIt's the story of the hockey life. Who's the dynasty? It could be anyone. But it all comes with a long road. And that long road is very long. Join me, The Chicago Blackhawks prospects and the NHL in an inside view of the dynasty in making!
