Summary: Coach Bombay knew that he would be seeing Stansson again and true enough, four years later, Team U.S.A. and Team Iceland meet on the ice once more. Some would call it a rematch, others would say revenge, and the rest just want to defend their title. Of course, what's a story without humor, drama and… what's this…romance?

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Disney owns all characters and movies.

A/N: Something that came to me out of nowhere. Rating may change in the future.

Expecting the Unexpected

Chapter 1: Getting the Gang Back Together

Gordon Bombay closed the door behind him, sighing with relief that the day was over. Throwing his suitcase on the table, he kicked off his shoes and proceeded to lie on the couch and watch some T.V. 'Oh yes.' He thought, 'This was the best way to start a vacation.' No sooner than he finished that thought, the sound of a phone ringing echoed through the room.

"What the…you gotta be kidding me," muttered Bombay as he reached for the phone.

"Hello?" he greeted somewhat irritated. There was no response so he tried again, louder and a little nicer. Still no response, but as he was about to place the receiver down he heard his name.

"Bombay!" He stopped, staring at the receiver in his hand. "Do you always answer your phone like that?" The voice sounded so familiar, that annoying tone, this person could only be--- "It's been a while hasn't it. Haven't seen you in, what? 3 or 4 years? And---"

"Tibbles, get to the point will ya!" interrupted Bombay.

A laugh, "Right, right sorry," said Tibbles "Anyways, I'm calling to give you some good news! You remember Stansson right? Of course you remember him. Well guess what? Apparently he wants a rematch and the officials of the Junior Goodwill Tournament, who by the way, wanted to see more of the championship game, thought it was a good idea and decided to set up one final game two months from now! Isn't that great?"

A long silence followed then "Wait. What?!" exclaimed Bombay. "You mean I have to face Stansson again. The Ducks have to go against Iceland again? Are you fricking kidding me?"

"Now come one Gordon," reasoned Tibbles, "Think of it as proving to Iceland that U.S.A. is the best of the best and the Ducks are not something to quack at. Get it. Well anyways, gather up the Ducks and start training them. Oh by the way, the competition is being held here in Minnesota. At the rink at St. Paul. See you there in two months. Good luck!"

The line went dead, but Bombay continued to stare at it in shock. "What the hell?" was all he could say.

Somewhere in Minneapolis

"Charlie! You have a phone call! A 17 year old Charlie came running down the stairs, grabbed the phone expecting to hear his beloved girlfriend's voice.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hey Charlie! It's Bombay. Long time no talk huh?" came the response.

"Coach! Hey, what's up? I thought you dropped off the face of the earth man," laughed Charlie.

"Oh come on Charlie, I wouldn't leave you like that. Anyways, something came up. Do you think you could get Team U.S.A together and meet me in front of the diner in an hour?"

Charlie noted the tone of voice his former coach used and agreed quickly, saying that he would definitely get the team together. He called Guy, Banks, and Fulton asking them to try and get a hold of the rest of the team; they decided to all meet in the park. Fulton called his fellow bash brother, Luis, and Russ. Guy rang up Connie and told her the plan. In about a half an hour the Ducks were together again at park.

"Yo Charlie! Jesse!" yelled Fulton; behind him were Portman, Russ, Luis, and Dwayne.

"Hey guys. Glad you could make on such short notice. Banksie! Guy! Goldberg! Over here!"

The three boys skated over. "Sup dudes. So Charlie, what's up?" asked Goldberg. Charlie was about to answer when he was interrupted by loud screams. He turned around to see a guy taking off with some woman's purse. He was about to skate over when he saw the guy suddenly knocked to the ground by none other than Connie Moreau. The purse flew into the air and would have landed in a huge puddle had it not been snatched by someone first. The boys watched as Julie handed the woman her purse and said woman proceeded to hit the thief repeatedly with it.

"Uh, is it me or were the girls always that intimidating?" asked Averman who just recently joined them.

"Jeez Averman," exclaimed Russ as Dwayne nodded his head, "Don't be sneakin' up on us like that man."

"Hehe, sorry. But like I said th---" "Yeah, did you see the glare the Cat was giving the poor guy." "Plus it looked like Cons hit him pretty hard." "Well you know, we have grown and---"

"Hey guys, sorry we're late." Julie and Connie were suddenly beside them, once again effectively surprising Russ and Dwayne.

"Ya'll got to stop doing that. I think my hea---AHH! Gallopin' horses!" Dwayne suddenly screamed. Behind him, trying to hold back a laugh, was the former Olympic figure skater, Ken Wu. The girls couldn't hold their laughter in and gave him high fives.

"Alright, alright," Julie finally said, "Where to now captain Duck?"

"We gotta meet Bombay at the diner," he answered, "I think something big is about to go down. Let's go." And with that the teens skated off, having no idea whatsoever what they were about to get into.