The Hockey Life - A Patrick Kane Fanfic

Part Twenty-Seven - Parental Problems

PART TWENTY-SEVEN: PARENTAL PROBLEMS 

In Lena’s P.O.V:

It took a few days for my family to discover that I was becoming famous in the most unfortunate way. Brian found out from Patrick apparently, and he just had to tell our parents. Of course, he told them just in time too; they found out a day before they had planned to come and visit me. Naturally, they made comments about it as soon as they got to my apartment.

“Hola los padres.” I greeted them in Spanish when I opened the door, showing off my memories of only the most basic level of Spanish that I had learned in high school.

“Hello. It’s good to see you, Ms. ‘I Got Accidentally Famous Overnight!’” my dad said.

“So Brian told you about that, then?” I guessed as my mom and dad walked into the living room.

“Yeah. I guess we have to believe that you and Kaner are actually together now, since there’s picture proof,” my dad joked.

“Well, I have to say that you two do make a cute couple,” my mom decided. I never thought she would approve of me dating him, so I was glad to hear that from her. I just hoped that she would think the same things after she formally met him.

“They do, don’t they?” Tess said, joining in on our conversation as she came out of her bedroom. “Hey Marion, hi Joe,” she said. She always called my parents by their first names. Both my parents, but my dad especially, always told my friends to do that rather than calling them Mr. and Mrs. Stratton. After getting to know my friends so well, to them it sounded too formal and strange.

“Hello Tess, how are you?” my parents wondered.

“Pretty good. What are you guys doing today?”

“I think we’re just getting lunch and then hanging out in the city, right Lena?” my mom asked.

“Right.”

“Let’s get going. I’m starving,” my dad suggested. I was hungry too, so I grabbed my purse and put on my coat and shoes.

“Bye guys, have fun!” Tess said before I headed out the door with my parents.

For lunch, we went to Noodles and Company. My parents very kindly paid for my food, even though I was supposed to be treating them. After lunch, we decided to just browse the city until we found somewhere we wanted to go. Shortly after leaving Noodles and Company, though, we found ourselves passing the United Center.

“Hey, you should take us to the UC, Lean. Give us a tour!” my dad suggested.

“That would be fun,” my mom added.

“You probably wouldn’t have much fun, Mom.”

“I think I would. I’ve been there before, Lena. For games, with your father. Believe it or not, I enjoyed myself. I’d like to go there again, since it’s been so long,” my mom explained.

“Come on, Lena. Let’s go!” my dad said. I realized he sounded a bit like a little kid, pleading me to take him somewhere.

“I wish I could, but I don’t even know if anyone’s there. The Hawks have a day off, and I doubt that Brad’s there. If you came back tomorrow, I’d say we could go,” I said.

“We can’t come back tomorrow. That’s a shame, too. It would have been nice to meet Patrick,” my mom said solemnly.

“You’re telling me!” my dad said. He would be in absolute heaven, meeting just one member of his favorite team, but since I was so close with Brad, my parents could have met every player. My dad would have fan-boyed maybe even more than I fan-girled on my first day with the team. In fact, as I drove past the United Center and towards other shops and attractions, I realized how embarrassing my dad would be. He’d probably welcome Patrick into the family as soon as he met him, but he’d be very overbearing and obnoxious about it. Maybe it was a good thing that nobody was at the UC. I wanted Patrick to meet my parents, but he would have to be prepared for it.