Title: Running on Empty
Author: Dana
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Summary: The team is invited to Canada for an invitational. And it is starting to look like the Junior Goodwill Games again
Time frame: A year after D2 (So in other words it falls between D2 and D3).
Disclaimer: Disney owns the Mighty Ducks and all associated characters. I claim everyone else.
Author's note: I don't know anything about hockey. I'm using some things I've noticed from the movies. I used this in an A-Team fic called Emails but this seems to work better for a Duck then a thirty something year old man.
Just a Cold
There was a sharp knocking on the door. "Adam? Are you awake? Don't you have hockey practice today?" Sharon Banks asked.
Adam Banks took his pillow and covered his face with it hoping to block out the sun. Of all days, Coach Bombay had to pick today to have practice. He hadn't gotten over the cold he'd had for the past month or so. He'd been so tired lately. He pulled himself out of bed and changed.
His mother gave him a ride to the rink. All of the other Ducks were already in the locker room when he got there. There were only eight of them there. The others were in their own states. He changed and they all headed for the ice.
"I have good news." Coach Bombay started. "I received a phone call from the Junior Goodwill Games commission. They have arranged a four team invitational tournament to be held in Calgary Alberta Canada. They've invited Canada, Russia, Iceland, and us. They are hoping if this goes well they can start it's own junior international hockey league. It starts in two weeks. I know that doesn't give us much time but I think we'll be ready. I have already called the other Ducks. They'll be here tomorrow. We'll train here a week and then go to Calgary to train for another week. So let's go Ducks. Twenty laps."
Adam lagged behind. He was usually at the front of the group. "Banks pick up the speed!" Bombay yelled.
Adam went faster. By the time he was done with the laps, he was exhausted. Bombay looked at him with concern. "Banks you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah just have a cold." Adam said.
Bombay nodded. "Well the practice won't be too hard today. Okay guys climb the ladder. Count off."
Adam ended up third. Charlie and Jesse went before him. When he went he shot a weak shot that Goldberg was able to block easily.
Bombay was now more then a little concerned. He was worried. His best scorer was really lagging today. He didn't do a scrimmage. He ended practice early. "The others will be here tomorrow so we'll have the next practice the day after. I recommend you to get some rest. We have some hard practices going to happen in the next two weeks. See you Wednesday."
Adam walked slowly back to the locker room. He was so tired. He'd never been so tired after a hockey practice. He was even more tired then he had been when Bombay was acting like Captain Blood. He took a seat at his locker and drank some water out of his sports bottle.
"You okay?" Jesse asked from the bench next to him.
"Yeah. Have a cold but other then that I'm okay." Adam lied. He didn't want to tell anyone just how exhausted he was.
When he got home later from practice, he immediately went to his room to lay down. He fell asleep immediately.
He only woke up when his sister, Christina, knocked on the door. "Adam are you asleep? Dinner's ready."
"I'll be right there." He called getting up and walked down stairs. There sat his parents and eighteen year old brother Jeffrey.
"Glad you could join us Adam." Philip Banks said. "How was practice?"
"It was good. We've been invited to an invitational in Canada."
"Well that should be good. When is it?" Jeffrey asked.
"In two weeks." Adam answered pushing his food around. He wasn't hungry.
"That's not much time." Christina said.
"But it'll be a good experience for you." Their father interjected.
Sharon Banks just stared at her youngest son silently. "I don't know if you should go Adam."
"What why?" Adam asked.
"Adam all you've done this last week was sleep or go to an occasional hockey practice. You are obviously coming down with something and shouldn't be going." Sharon explained.
"It's just a cold mom. I'll be fine." Adam interjected.
"Yes Sharon. A cold never hurt anybody. I think he should go." Philip said.
"Of course you do. Its hockey right? Well we'll see how you are feeling in two weeks." Sharon said. The subject was closed.
Author: Dana
Rating: G
Warnings: None really.
Summary: The team is invited to Canada for an invitational. And it is starting to look like the Junior Goodwill Games again
Time frame: A year after D2 (So in other words it falls between D2 and D3).
Disclaimer: Disney owns the Mighty Ducks and all associated characters. I claim everyone else.
Author's note: I don't know anything about hockey. I'm using some things I've noticed from the movies. I used this in an A-Team fic called Emails but this seems to work better for a Duck then a thirty something year old man.
Just a Cold
There was a sharp knocking on the door. "Adam? Are you awake? Don't you have hockey practice today?" Sharon Banks asked.
Adam Banks took his pillow and covered his face with it hoping to block out the sun. Of all days, Coach Bombay had to pick today to have practice. He hadn't gotten over the cold he'd had for the past month or so. He'd been so tired lately. He pulled himself out of bed and changed.
His mother gave him a ride to the rink. All of the other Ducks were already in the locker room when he got there. There were only eight of them there. The others were in their own states. He changed and they all headed for the ice.
"I have good news." Coach Bombay started. "I received a phone call from the Junior Goodwill Games commission. They have arranged a four team invitational tournament to be held in Calgary Alberta Canada. They've invited Canada, Russia, Iceland, and us. They are hoping if this goes well they can start it's own junior international hockey league. It starts in two weeks. I know that doesn't give us much time but I think we'll be ready. I have already called the other Ducks. They'll be here tomorrow. We'll train here a week and then go to Calgary to train for another week. So let's go Ducks. Twenty laps."
Adam lagged behind. He was usually at the front of the group. "Banks pick up the speed!" Bombay yelled.
Adam went faster. By the time he was done with the laps, he was exhausted. Bombay looked at him with concern. "Banks you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah just have a cold." Adam said.
Bombay nodded. "Well the practice won't be too hard today. Okay guys climb the ladder. Count off."
Adam ended up third. Charlie and Jesse went before him. When he went he shot a weak shot that Goldberg was able to block easily.
Bombay was now more then a little concerned. He was worried. His best scorer was really lagging today. He didn't do a scrimmage. He ended practice early. "The others will be here tomorrow so we'll have the next practice the day after. I recommend you to get some rest. We have some hard practices going to happen in the next two weeks. See you Wednesday."
Adam walked slowly back to the locker room. He was so tired. He'd never been so tired after a hockey practice. He was even more tired then he had been when Bombay was acting like Captain Blood. He took a seat at his locker and drank some water out of his sports bottle.
"You okay?" Jesse asked from the bench next to him.
"Yeah. Have a cold but other then that I'm okay." Adam lied. He didn't want to tell anyone just how exhausted he was.
When he got home later from practice, he immediately went to his room to lay down. He fell asleep immediately.
He only woke up when his sister, Christina, knocked on the door. "Adam are you asleep? Dinner's ready."
"I'll be right there." He called getting up and walked down stairs. There sat his parents and eighteen year old brother Jeffrey.
"Glad you could join us Adam." Philip Banks said. "How was practice?"
"It was good. We've been invited to an invitational in Canada."
"Well that should be good. When is it?" Jeffrey asked.
"In two weeks." Adam answered pushing his food around. He wasn't hungry.
"That's not much time." Christina said.
"But it'll be a good experience for you." Their father interjected.
Sharon Banks just stared at her youngest son silently. "I don't know if you should go Adam."
"What why?" Adam asked.
"Adam all you've done this last week was sleep or go to an occasional hockey practice. You are obviously coming down with something and shouldn't be going." Sharon explained.
"It's just a cold mom. I'll be fine." Adam interjected.
"Yes Sharon. A cold never hurt anybody. I think he should go." Philip said.
"Of course you do. Its hockey right? Well we'll see how you are feeling in two weeks." Sharon said. The subject was closed.
