Tomboy {The Mighty Ducks}

XIV

Sierra was on the bench as everyone chattered at once. Then suddenly one of the refs pulls up to them with stop, as he was looking at his watch.

"Team U.S.A., I'm sorry, but with no Coach you will have to forfeit this one game." The referee said.

"Mrs. Mackay! You need to pretend to be our coach, or else we lose, and this is the end game for us." Charle begged and she came down to the bench at the pleading from the entire time.

"All right, line one, let's go. S. Conway, Banks, Jesse, Averman. Let's do this in duck style, yeah?" Sierra asked, as, the Team U.S.A., hops over the boards, all at once with grins on their faces.

Germany won the face-off and Sierra stole the puck, passing it to Banks and the pair speeded down the ice.

"And here are the power stars of the Team U.S.A., Captain Adam Banks and Assistant Captain, Sierra Conway. They shoot and they score!"

The Germany fans booed loudly, as Adam and Sierra skated back to their side for the face-off, bumping heads.

Suddenly after a line change, they all heard duck calls coming from up in a part of the stands near the back.

Sierra turned her head quickly and saw that Coach Gordon Bombay was finally there. "About damn time." She snapped, and Adam turned around as well.

He makes his way down to the bench quickly and Sierra snorted at the sight of him, and everyone, had gathered at the bench waiting for his instructions, and a heavy, well deserved apology.

"Guys. I was wrong. And I'm sorry. I forgot about the team. And the team is all I have. All I want... is one another chance. Just one more shot. I'm back, okay?" Gordon asked and Sierra looks at the team.

"What does everybody say to that now?" She asked and they all raised their eyebrows at her.

They used the Flying V against the Germans and scored, winning two to zero against Germany.

Now they were all outside, watching as Coach Bolbay explained his actions to getting rid of the big distractions.

"I have had a lot of big distractions since I've been here in L.A. This is a distraction." Coach Bombay has now, a huge cardboard cut out of himself in his hands, with a fancy haircut.

"Hey, I know that guy!" Sierra called as everyone laughed at her words as she fist bumped with Charlie and the others who were near her.

Coach Bombay lit a match and tossed it into a barrel. "This is a fire in barrel, and this is a distraction in a fire in one of these barrels,. Any questions?" He'd ask them as they watched him push as he tried to get the cutout all into the barrel properly.

Everyone was practicing in their own right, hustling as they ran around and skated around.

"Hey Banks! Hey Conway, Sr! Come on!" Dean Portman called back to the pair.

"We're coming, Portman!" Sierra called back, as she sat next to Adam and she looked at his wrist. "Man, I'm sorry. You're gonna have to sit out. It's not a joke anymore." She said as she'd hold it, and he winced.

"It never was a joke before, but I can still shoot, but just... I can just do with my other hand, Sierra. I can play." He said and Sierra shakes her head.

"I won't let you. This has gone far enough, you can't hurt yourself any more. Could you imagine what would happen if you get swiped again, like that? Even just once more and then your wrist is history." She said and he looked behind her.

"Now just think how good you would play with two, good wrists." Bombay's voice cut into the conversation a bit.

"You told him?" Adam turned to Sierra, who nodded a bit.

"I was worried about you, you could ruin your wrist permanently, so I told him. I didn't see any other choice. I'm sorry." She says and Adam winced as he stood up and Gordon hands him a stick.

"The other hand." He said and Adam gripped it with his sore wrist, and he tried to move it to the side, but ended up that he couldn't and the stick ends up clattering on the ground now.

"I have to bench you." Coach Bombay said as Sierra winces at the pain all on Adam's face, as he tried to pull it back together.

"No! You can't do that." Adam began his same protest that he had used on Sierra, who winced.

"Adam, you could injure yourself permanently." Bombay insisted to him and Adam was shaking all over.

"You can't bench me. I gotta play, all the scouts are here, watching me. This is my shot." He said, and Sierra lowers her head in shame, feelin' like it was a fault of her, that he was bein' benched now.

"You're young and you are gonna have plenty of shots, believe me." The Coach wasn't giving in this time.

"But my dad is counting on me to get these." Adam whispered and he drops onto the bench.

After a motivational speech from Gordon, Adam was still upset, but he was upset obvious.

"I'm sorry." She said and he looked at her, with a shake of his head.

"You were right, this whole goddamn time and... I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you." He said and she hugged him a bit hesitantly. "I'm not a doll, you can hug me." He said with a snort, and she hugged him.

"You asked for it." She said and he coughed as she tightened the hug, a second before she raced off running.

"Come back here!" He shouted loudly as they both, ran after Coach Bombay.