In the dungeon at the EHP HQs, Patrick is in a cell with Giroux guarding him.
"Where are Jimmy's other guards, dude?" Patrick asks Giroux.
"They're free now, thanksh to you."
"Ah, no prob, man."
"Sho..." Giroux stops pacing back and forth and faces Patrick. "...do you know any playersh that'll be good for the EHP?"
"No, dude."
"Ish der shomeone you dishlike?"
"Jimmy Howard, man."
"Anyone other than ush?"
"I don't know, dude. Y'know, I just woke up, man."
"Two hoursh ago."
"Wait, what was that thing that was in my mouth when I woke up, dude?" Patrick points to his mouth.
"Oh, Ryan shtuffed a shmoked shalmon roll in your mouth."
"Yum..."
"Sho, what ish one team from the eash you dishlike?" Giroux asks Patrick.
"This I just like." Patrick points to a black wristband that has the Blackhawks symbol.
"No, not 'Thish I like,' a team that shoo...you hate." (you.)
"Red Wings, dude."
"From the eash."
"You."
"A team from the eash that ish not in the EHP!"
"New England Patriots."
"A hockeh team!"
"Red Wings."
"That'sh not in the EHP!"
"Chicago Blackhawks."
"That shoo hate!" (you)
"Red Wings."
"URRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" YOU'RE USHELESS!!!" Giroux yells in frustration.
"Thanks, man, you are too." Patrick chuckles.
"Okay..." Giroux takes in a deep breath to calm himself, "what ish one team, a hockeh team, that ish in the eashtern conferensh, that ish not in the EHP?"
"Hm..." Patrick scratches his head. "I can't hate a team I hadn't played against, man. That's just prejudging, which isn't cool, dude."
"Well, I already hate the Blackhawksh and I didn't even play against ya guysh yet! Jush pick uh team that comesh in ya mind!"
"You're in danger."
"Wha?" Giroux makes a puzzled look.
"What is an eastern team, that is not on the EHP, that's a hockey team, and rhymes with 'You're in danger'?"
"Hmmm... You're in dangsher, you're in dangsher, you're in dangsher..." Giroux began to pace around again. "...the Florida Panthersh?"
"Nooo... They're bad, not evil, dude!"
"Hm...a good team...um... Aiy, gosh, we got all the good eashtern teamsh..."
"You guys don't have the Pens."
"You hate the Pensh?!"
"Does it rhymes with 'You're in danger'?"
"Oh...um...oh, OH!!! I got it! I got it!" Giroux starts to hover above the ground excitedly. "It'sh it'sh the Islandersh! No, no! The...RANGERSH!!!"
"Finally, it's about time, dude."
"Oh, oh, I-I gotta tell Jimmeh! I gotta tell 'im! Thanksh, uh Kane!" Giroux flies away.
"Oh, great job, Kane. You just gave them an extra teammate." Patrick sighs and slumps against the wall.
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FanfictionThe bad guys are out again, this time, stronger than ever--with a better plan to take over the NHL once and for all. But when the GPH tries to stop them, the bad guys throw them into a crazy adventure. *Note: This story was written during the 2012-2...
