Back at the house...
Kale and Reid are sitting together on the sofa in the living room. Worry is written all over Kale's face while Reid has an indifferent look.
"Pat hasn't been home for hours," Kale points out, staring ahead. "Is he okay?" He whirls his head to look at Reid.
Reid has his smartphone to his ear with his eyes at the ceiling. He then lowers his phone and presses his thumb on it. "He's not picking up."
Kale instantly launches to his feet, throwing his hands from his sides. "Where did he go?" He drops his arms. "I have no idea where he would go." He whirls around to look at Reid. "Did he say he was gonna go anywhere?"
"Nope." Reid dials Nolan and places his phone by his ear once again.
Kale begins pacing across the living room with his hand on his stubble-covered chin. "Maybe he went to a special bakery really far away." He pauses. "But he didn't seem open to any bakery." He continues on. "Or maybe he went to buy a new oven. Or kitchen." He halts and flicks his eyes behind him, staring at the burnt oven on the other side of the room.
Reid has pursed lips, containing his frustration. "Wherever he is, he's not answering." He cancels the call and places his phone on his lap.
Kale twirls to him, throwing his arms in the air. "We have to track him though! Is there a way we can track him?"
He holds his phone back up to his vision. "Hopefully he has his phone with him." He presses on its screen a few times. Instantly, he freezes with terror. "Holda-holda-holda— He's at CARTER'S HOUSE!?" He jabs his phone at Kale, showing him the results.
"WHAT?!" Kale leans over to his phone, gazing hard at it with wide eyes. "No wonder—he's in trouble!" He straightens up, snapping his eyes up at him. "We've gotta get him!"
Reid has scrutinizing eyes on his phone's screen while rubbing his chin. "Or maybe he ditched us and became friends with Carter..."
"No, that's not like Pat at all!" Kale rushes across the room, toward the front door. "Let's grab him!" He throws the door open and disappears into the night.
Reid hops up to his feet. "I'm coming after you!" He dashes in his tracks, closing the front door behind him.
Back with Carter...
Carter is now sitting on the floor by the island with his legs criss-crossed. Lying before him is Nolan, who is still in his peaceful sleep.
"I infused the cake with my sleeping magic...," Carter starts explaining to himself, staring down at Nolan's resting face. "Good thing it worked."
He holds his hands out in front of him, their palms facing each other. He closes his eyes, focusing on the surge of his powers coursing through his arms and accumulating in his hands. His hands begin to glow a pure, beautiful green, increasing in its strength.
"And now...," Carter murmurs, keeping his focus and position. "...I can finally—"
"HALT!" Reid is heard bellowing from behind him.
Carter instantly snaps his eyes open and drops his hands and radiancy. With shock, he spins around and becomes face-to-face with Nolan's friends.
Reid has his white and golden sword in the air. "IN THE NAME OF GOLDEN BIRTHDAYS!" he finishes off.
"It's 'in the name of love,'" Kale, who is next to him, corrects him lowly.
Carter rises to his feet with a glower. "What are you two doing here?"
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FanfictionOctober 2013... Welcome to the Western Hockey League, your next stop before the NHL! Kale Clague has just entered the major junior level of hockey all alone. Not until he meets up with the dazzling, yet haughty Nolan Patrick and the friendly, yet pu...