Everything Is Hockey: A WIP Post
All I'm writing these days is hockey fic. Including a story that fulfills my theory that my participation in a fandom is not complete until I write a story about someone getting pregnant. So, WIP post! Have some samples of things I'm writing.
Kane/Toews, Babyfic
Melissa is not hot. Melissa has short hair and sensible shoes. Melissa says, "I'm a lesbian. If you don't want me around your kid, you should tell me now and we can stop wasting time."
Tazer likes her. There's no way Kaner's going to be able to hook up with a lesbian. She seems to be good with CJ, too, and when Kaner goes to heat up a bottle she says, "I'm charging you extra if I have to take care of him."
Tazer laughs. "No, I've got that one under control. It's just CJ."
Melissa looks doubtful about anyone having Kaner under control, but she does say she'd love to have the job when she leaves.
"I like her," Tazer says when Melissa leaves. Kaner makes a face.
"What about Candy?"
"I'm calling Melissa's references."
"Come on."
"She has experience, and she was better with CJ than any of the others."
They hire Melissa.
Crosby/Ovechkin, De-aged!Sidney
Sid is very serious - a strange look on his six-year-old face - about trying on skates, and he bites his lip as he looks up at Alex when he finds a pair he likes.
"Those? Yes." Alex nudges Sid. "Put them in box so we can buy them. Can't wear them out of store."
Sid is just as serious about trying out pads and sticks. Alex doesn't care - he'll buy Sid three of everything if he can't decide - but Sid picks out what he wants, and Alex carries it all for him.
"Need a jersey too," Alex says, before Sid takes the pads back off, and he takes Sid to a display. "Sidney Crosby jersey." He grins and pulls one down. Sid puts it on and looks up at him. Alex takes a knee so he's closer to Sid's height. He puts down the stick and skates so he can put both hands on Sid's shoulders. "Look just like Sidney Crosby now."
Sid looks at him all solemn eyes and says, "Can we play hockey now?"
Alex hands over his credit card to pay for everything, and they go meet Geno at the rink. The three of them suit up, and Alex, instead of putting on his own jersey out of his gear bag, pulls one of Sid's jerseys on over his pads. "Now we both look like Sidney Crosby!"
Oshie/Toews Star-Crossed Lovers
"Are you going to be weird about this?" Jon asks.
Kaner says, "No," but they can't stop chirping each other all through practice. It escalates until they're screaming at each other in the locker room. The guys are used to it and let them be, having their own conversations around them, until Kaner yells, "And since when do you fuck around with guys anyway?" and everything goes silent.
"I don't fuck around with guys!" Jon yells back.
"That's not what it looked like this morning."
"Fuck you! What do you even want from me?"
"I want you to tell me the fucking truth!"
"Fine! You want the truth? The truth is he was my first fucking love and if we'd been drafted by the same team, we'd still be together. The truth is I don't want anyone to set me up because it's a hell of a lot easier to just hook up with chicks who don't expect me to call them anyway. Breaking up with T.J. was the hardest thing I've ever done, and I'm not going through that again!" Jon hurls the rest of his gear into his stall and stalks off to the showers.
Kane/Toews, Gay Bar and Obliviousness
Jon shakes his head. "He's on his own now. If he doesn't want to go home with them, he's going to have to tell them no."
"That's very big of you," Sharpy says. "What with the way you've been fending them off."
Jon leans back in his chair. "He's a big boy-" he ignores the laughter that accompanies that - "he can take care of himself."
Shawsy and Sharpy both look dubious, but they let Jon pick up the thread of Duncs and Seabs' defense discussion instead of insisting he go do something about Kaner.
Jon gets involved enough in the conversation that he doesn't even notice Kaner coming to the table and standing behind him until Kaner's arms are draped over his shoulders. Jon kind of pats Kaner's arm but doesn't let it interrupt his discussion until he realizes Kaner's not leaving. Then he twists to look at Kaner.
"Did you want something?"
"No, I'm good." Kaner's smiling at him, and it's disturbingly like the smile he uses when he's trying to hook up.
Jon pats his arm again and turns back to a conversation that has now been completely derailed.
Girl!Crosby/Ovechkin Babyfic
They won't let her back on the ice, even get Dan out of his office to enforce it, and she ends up in the doc's office getting checked over.
"It doesn't feel like a concussion," she tells him, and then she has to confess that she didn't eat much for breakfast because she was feeling a little queasy.
"That'll make you dizzy. You don't have a fever," he says, "but you could be getting sick. How have you been feeling?"
"Tired," Syd says, "but I'm always tired after playoffs. A little nauseous once or twice."
"Go home." The doc holds up a hand. "Don't drive yourself. Get some rest, and drink plenty of fluids. You know the signs of a concussion. Call me right away if you hit any of those."
Syd gets showered and changed, and Geno drives her home with his concern filling the car.
"I'm fine," Syd tells him, and she is, sort of. At least it's not during the season. So she's sick for a couple of days. The playoffs always take a lot out of everyone.
She eats a light lunch, drinks two bottles of Gatorade, and heads to bed for a nap that's refreshing right up until she wakes up and really thinks about the fact that it's after playoffs. It's after playoffs, and she hasn't gotten her period, and, yeah, stress can mess with it, but it's so far after playoffs it shouldn't be anymore.
Kane/Toews, Clothes Sharing and Feelings
"I can't believe you," Jonny says. "Pulling off that kind of stunt, and wearing my jersey."
Pat steps forward. "I wouldn't have to, but you're not back yet."
Jonny's face goes tight for a moment. "Kaner-"
"Shut up," Pat says. "I didn't mean it like that." He takes another step forward.
Jonny traces the C on his chest. "That's still mine."
Pat rolls his eyes. "Yeah, dumbass, I know that. I'm just borrowing it."
Jonny's eyes meet his, and Pat knows he's going to do it the moment before Jonny kisses him. They don't do this sober at home. Drunk, sometimes, sober on the road once or twice, but not like this.
"My trick shots get you hot?"
Jonny laughs, and pulls Pat's shirt out of his pants so his hands can find skin. "Yeah."
"Man," Pat says, "All-Star Skills Competition must give you the mother of all boners."
Unsolved Problems, A List
Suggestions welcome!
Kane/Toews, Babyfic
Melissa is not hot. Melissa has short hair and sensible shoes. Melissa says, "I'm a lesbian. If you don't want me around your kid, you should tell me now and we can stop wasting time."
Tazer likes her. There's no way Kaner's going to be able to hook up with a lesbian. She seems to be good with CJ, too, and when Kaner goes to heat up a bottle she says, "I'm charging you extra if I have to take care of him."
Tazer laughs. "No, I've got that one under control. It's just CJ."
Melissa looks doubtful about anyone having Kaner under control, but she does say she'd love to have the job when she leaves.
"I like her," Tazer says when Melissa leaves. Kaner makes a face.
"What about Candy?"
"I'm calling Melissa's references."
"Come on."
"She has experience, and she was better with CJ than any of the others."
They hire Melissa.
Crosby/Ovechkin, De-aged!Sidney
Sid is very serious - a strange look on his six-year-old face - about trying on skates, and he bites his lip as he looks up at Alex when he finds a pair he likes.
"Those? Yes." Alex nudges Sid. "Put them in box so we can buy them. Can't wear them out of store."
Sid is just as serious about trying out pads and sticks. Alex doesn't care - he'll buy Sid three of everything if he can't decide - but Sid picks out what he wants, and Alex carries it all for him.
"Need a jersey too," Alex says, before Sid takes the pads back off, and he takes Sid to a display. "Sidney Crosby jersey." He grins and pulls one down. Sid puts it on and looks up at him. Alex takes a knee so he's closer to Sid's height. He puts down the stick and skates so he can put both hands on Sid's shoulders. "Look just like Sidney Crosby now."
Sid looks at him all solemn eyes and says, "Can we play hockey now?"
Alex hands over his credit card to pay for everything, and they go meet Geno at the rink. The three of them suit up, and Alex, instead of putting on his own jersey out of his gear bag, pulls one of Sid's jerseys on over his pads. "Now we both look like Sidney Crosby!"
Oshie/Toews Star-Crossed Lovers
"Are you going to be weird about this?" Jon asks.
Kaner says, "No," but they can't stop chirping each other all through practice. It escalates until they're screaming at each other in the locker room. The guys are used to it and let them be, having their own conversations around them, until Kaner yells, "And since when do you fuck around with guys anyway?" and everything goes silent.
"I don't fuck around with guys!" Jon yells back.
"That's not what it looked like this morning."
"Fuck you! What do you even want from me?"
"I want you to tell me the fucking truth!"
"Fine! You want the truth? The truth is he was my first fucking love and if we'd been drafted by the same team, we'd still be together. The truth is I don't want anyone to set me up because it's a hell of a lot easier to just hook up with chicks who don't expect me to call them anyway. Breaking up with T.J. was the hardest thing I've ever done, and I'm not going through that again!" Jon hurls the rest of his gear into his stall and stalks off to the showers.
Kane/Toews, Gay Bar and Obliviousness
Jon shakes his head. "He's on his own now. If he doesn't want to go home with them, he's going to have to tell them no."
"That's very big of you," Sharpy says. "What with the way you've been fending them off."
Jon leans back in his chair. "He's a big boy-" he ignores the laughter that accompanies that - "he can take care of himself."
Shawsy and Sharpy both look dubious, but they let Jon pick up the thread of Duncs and Seabs' defense discussion instead of insisting he go do something about Kaner.
Jon gets involved enough in the conversation that he doesn't even notice Kaner coming to the table and standing behind him until Kaner's arms are draped over his shoulders. Jon kind of pats Kaner's arm but doesn't let it interrupt his discussion until he realizes Kaner's not leaving. Then he twists to look at Kaner.
"Did you want something?"
"No, I'm good." Kaner's smiling at him, and it's disturbingly like the smile he uses when he's trying to hook up.
Jon pats his arm again and turns back to a conversation that has now been completely derailed.
Girl!Crosby/Ovechkin Babyfic
They won't let her back on the ice, even get Dan out of his office to enforce it, and she ends up in the doc's office getting checked over.
"It doesn't feel like a concussion," she tells him, and then she has to confess that she didn't eat much for breakfast because she was feeling a little queasy.
"That'll make you dizzy. You don't have a fever," he says, "but you could be getting sick. How have you been feeling?"
"Tired," Syd says, "but I'm always tired after playoffs. A little nauseous once or twice."
"Go home." The doc holds up a hand. "Don't drive yourself. Get some rest, and drink plenty of fluids. You know the signs of a concussion. Call me right away if you hit any of those."
Syd gets showered and changed, and Geno drives her home with his concern filling the car.
"I'm fine," Syd tells him, and she is, sort of. At least it's not during the season. So she's sick for a couple of days. The playoffs always take a lot out of everyone.
She eats a light lunch, drinks two bottles of Gatorade, and heads to bed for a nap that's refreshing right up until she wakes up and really thinks about the fact that it's after playoffs. It's after playoffs, and she hasn't gotten her period, and, yeah, stress can mess with it, but it's so far after playoffs it shouldn't be anymore.
Kane/Toews, Clothes Sharing and Feelings
"I can't believe you," Jonny says. "Pulling off that kind of stunt, and wearing my jersey."
Pat steps forward. "I wouldn't have to, but you're not back yet."
Jonny's face goes tight for a moment. "Kaner-"
"Shut up," Pat says. "I didn't mean it like that." He takes another step forward.
Jonny traces the C on his chest. "That's still mine."
Pat rolls his eyes. "Yeah, dumbass, I know that. I'm just borrowing it."
Jonny's eyes meet his, and Pat knows he's going to do it the moment before Jonny kisses him. They don't do this sober at home. Drunk, sometimes, sober on the road once or twice, but not like this.
"My trick shots get you hot?"
Jonny laughs, and pulls Pat's shirt out of his pants so his hands can find skin. "Yeah."
"Man," Pat says, "All-Star Skills Competition must give you the mother of all boners."
Unsolved Problems, A List
Suggestions welcome!
- As you may have noticed, I haven't really decided how to refer to Kane and Toews in the narrative.
- I need to watch way more Ovechkin and Malkin interviews to get their English speech patterns down.
- I need to come up with ways for Kane and Toews to be couply in their normal lives in the gay bar and obliviousness story.
- The girl!Crosby/Ovechkin story needs a lot of work. Even I don't believe Syd sleeping with Alex the first time, and I wrote it. Also, my tentative summary for the story is "Sydney Crosby is a hockey player, not a mother," and so far it's mostly about Syd and Alex hooking up.
- The clothes sharing and feelings story so far follows a reality-based timeline, which means I either need to finish it now or only write little bits of it at a time throughout the playoffs. (Why do hockey playoffs take two months? I don't understand.)