AAOOOSC! #10

Chapter 5: "Oh Yeah, That's What I'm Talking About, Man!"

It is the next day in the afternoon and Toews and Patrick are ambling out of the United Center after a team practice.

"Hey, dude, wanna jet to the food hut and grab some burritos and sweet nectar?" Patrick asks Toews as they were nearing their car in the parking lot.

"Yeah! I'm starving!" Toews halts in front of the trunk of the car; he places down his hockey bag and opens up the trunk. "Wanna go to the Mexican place nearby?"

Patrick throws his hockey bag into the car. "Defs, man." He then rounds the car, over to the passenger's side.

Toews places his bag into the trunk, closes the trunk, and walks on over to the driver's side. He gets in and drives out of the parking lot with Patrick.

About a few minutes later, the two friends arrive at a Mexican restaurant by the main street. They enter in the parking lot next to the restaurant and park the car facing the side of the building.

Patrick gets off and takes in a whiff of the warm aroma of Mexican food. "Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about, man!"

Toews gets off and closes the door. "We hadn't even entered yet, Kaner!"

"Still smells epic, dude." Patrick closes the door and round the car to catch up to Toews, who is closer to the restaurant than him.

"Whatcha wanna do after this, Tazer man?" Patrick asks when he finally catches up to him.

Toews shrugs. "I dunno. Maybe--"

"Oh. Em. Gee," a teenage girl's voice interrupts Toews's speaking. "Are you Kaner?"

Patrick and Toews stop in their walking and stare straight ahead at who is talking.

It is a petite, teenaged girl with blond hair that is down and huge blue eyes; she is wearing a Blackhawks jersey and a Blackhawks beanie. And she has the most adrenalized look on her face.

Patrick and Toews just gawk at her.

"Uhhh..." Patrick starts off flatly. "Yeah, man..."

"OMG, OMG, OMG!!!" The girl jumps up and down excitedly, her hands flailing everywhere. It is like as if she is trying to swat a fly away from her. "I LOVE you! I'm like your BIGGEST fan! I don't deserve seeing you like this! I think I'm about to cry!" She fans her face, looking like she is having a hard time gaining control of her emotions.

"Well, nice meeting you, too..." Toews dubiously takes Patrick's hand and leads him around the fangirl.

"Wait, wait." The fangirl straightens up and quickly places her hand on Patrick's hand; the two halt in their sidling. She gazes up into his eyes. "I really wanna remember this moment. Can you sign my car for me?"

Patrick shoots her an odd look. "Your car, du-duette?"

"Yeah!" Her eyes light up with a growing grin. "My car!"

Patrick perks up and scans around the parking lot. "Where's your car, man?" He looks back down at her.

"Oh, it's over there by the street." She points toward the street's direction over her shoulder with her free hand. "It won't take that long, I promise. Can you?" She gives him a sweet, innocent look.

Patrick eyes Toews. Toews is giving him a grimacing look; it shows that he knows that the girl is up to no good.

"You won't turn down a fan's request, right?" She dips her head down and looks up at him with huge eyes and her bottom lip sticking out.

Patrick turns to Toews. "It'd be quick, man. Let me just do this."

"Alright..." Toews lets go of Patrick and steps away.