Pucks and Button Eyes
Disclaimers: Coraline and company are owned by Henry Selick and all Mighty Ducks characters are owned by Disney and are copied without permission. I do not on any of the characters I will mention. This story has been made for fun and not profit.
Writer's Note: This is my first Mighty Ducks and Coraline crossover so please don't judge me badly. This idea came to me after watching Coraline before I watched the Mighty Ducks animated series on YouTube. I know that sounds kinda dumb, but I was. Anyway, I thought of how weird it would be if the Ducks met Coraline and they had to fight the 'other' mother. I also thought how the Saurians may be involved. Also Coraline and Wybie are both going to be the age they should be. I am also kinda new with the whole Mighty Ducks thing so they may be a bit out of character in a lot of the story; which I hope is okay. If you have a strong dislike for Coraline or Mighty Ducks, then you might not want to read this. Those who don't may continue. (Rated PG for a bit of drama and darkness.)
Part One
The day was cold, dark and misty. What had only been a cold drizzle at the time had soon formed into a dismal rain; lasting for many hours with an sign of no end; which seemed to match the mood of one of the inhabitants living at the Pink Palace. Large raindrops pattered noisily at the windowpanes as young Coraline Jones stared apathetically out at the world soaked outside. As she rested her head on her arms, she wished the storm would end; rain was never her favorite weather. Nearly six months had gone by and she was bored once again. Coraline could still remember the first day she and her family had moved to the apartment. It was then that she recalled finding the 'door' to another world; a world that seemed much like a dream come true; only to soon realize the nightmare it truly was. The thought of her sent chills down Coraline's back. The 'Other' Mother. She could still remember the horrible grin; the cruel needled hands; the horrible black button eyes. Coraline's eyes grew in horror but soon quickly shook it off. 'That was a long time ago.' Coraline told herself. 'There's no way she could get out of that world.' After thinking things through, Coraline confirmed it as being true and she was soon relaxed again. As more time passed by, the storm still gave no sign of letting up. Heaving a frustrated sigh, the young girl soon lifted herself from her spot. She groaned as her body began to ache from her previous position. Before long, Coraline made her way out of the room and descended down the steps. After a short time, Coraline made it to the foyer of the flat and began her way through the hall. Before long, she reached the kitchen; where her mother was busy at work as usual; typing the seasonal catalog. Sensing a presence, Mel glanced up from her work to see her only daughter standing at the doorway; a look of pure boredom evident her hazel eyes. After a moment, Mel returned her gaze back to the laptop before her.
"What is it, Coraline? I'm a little busy right now"
"It's still raining." Coraline said finally; pouting in boredom.
Mel glanced up from her computer to look at her daughter.
"Well, watching it storm won't change anything." Mel replied; beginning to type once again.
"But I'm so bored," Coraline frowned. "There's nothing to do." She continued on. "If it wasn't raining, I'd go out with Wybie and hang out."
Mel gave no reply as she continued her typing.
"I wonder what Wybie's doing right now." Coraline said.
Soon, she left the kitchen to call her best friend. Mel sighed as she continued to type the catalog. Just then, she heard the door to the flat close shortly after being opened. Mel glanced up once more to see her husband Charlie run into the room; an envelope grasped in his hand; nearly as soaked as the world outside.
"Mel!" He shouted as he ran to the table. "Look what we got in the mail!"
"Charlie! Please stop shouting?" Mel asked; becoming upset.
"Sorry." Charlie replied; making his voice softer. "Look what we got in the mail." Charlie gave the small envelope to Mel for her open. Before doing so, she read the writing:
'Holiday Sweepstakes'
Confused at first, Mel soon began to open the envelope; removing its contents; which consisted of small slips of thick paper and a letter. Mel began to read the letter in her hand.
"'Congratulation! You have been selected as the next four winners for an all paid trip to sunny California. Many joyful events and care free enjoyment await as you spend a week in paradise. Thank you for choosing United and will be happy to have you aboard.'" She concluded.
Mel glanced up from the letter; shock evident in her caramel eyes.
"I don't remember entering a contest." She stated finally.
"Did you say California!?" Came a sudden voice.
Mel turned toward the door to see Coraline standing there; an excited look in her eyes. Mel stared at her for a moment.
"I'm not sure about this, Charlie," Mel said; glancing up at her husband; still holding the letter.
"C'mon, Mel," Charlie replied. "It could be a perfect way to get away from work and relax a bit."
"Hmm..." Mel said; deep in thought. "Well, we have been working a lot these past few days."
Soon, she got a better look at the slips she had been holding.
"There's four tickets here so-"
"Does that mean Wybie can come?" Coraline asked; cutting into the conversation.
"Well..." Her mother said.
"Please Mom? Pleaaase?" Coraline pouted.
"Oh alright." Mel replied.
"YES!" Cheered Coraline.
"We're gonna have to start packing tonight." Mel said.
"I gotta tell Wybie!" Coraline cried with glee; running to get her coat and boots.
Seeing as the rain had stopped, Coraline rushed out of the flat; too excited to hear her mother say "Don't step in the mud". Coraline couldn't believe she was actually leaving for California. It was gonna be goodbye rain and hello sunshine.
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The day was quite warm. A bright golden sun shimmered radiantly upon the busy city of Anaheim. Many sounds of cars and other vehicles hummed steadily as they headed toward their personal destinations; passing many buildings as they continued down the quiet streets of the city. One building in particular; seemed to stand out from the rest; but only to those who are not familiar with the town. The walls of the building were constructed out of red and salmon-pink bricks; which reached nearly fifty feet into the blue sky above; stretching ten miles across the building's foundation. A soft gust of wind rushed through the fronds of the twenty-foot palm trees near the large empty parking lot surrounding it. A large green glass archway spanned a good half of one of the building's walls; indicating it at the entrance. The sun's golden gleam reflected radiantly off its teal metallic roof. It was known as the Anaheim Pond; the most famous hockey rink in the world. Inside the building, faint 'whapping' sounds seemed to echo throughout the empty rink as six figures continued skating across the ice. One of the figures; which were dressed in a white and teal jersey, stood ready near one of the rink's goals. Getting close enough, one could see that the person standing there was actually a young male duck. He was about twenty-one years old with a curly white bang; which was the same color as the rest of his feathers and chestnut brown eyes. He wore a white duck-like hockey mask; indicating him as being the goalie. His name was Wildwing Flashblade; the leader and goalie of the team. As Wildwing stood ready near one of the goal nets, the rest of the five raced down the rink; their sticks slashing against the ice as they passed the pucks back and forth. As they got closer it was evident that they were all ducks as well.
"Come on!" Wildwing taunted playfully as he got into a blocking stance. "Give me your best shot!"
One of the players; which was another male duck, made his way toward the net with the puck. He was about four years younger than Wildwing and had bright baby-blue eyes. His feathers were more of a pale yellow. Strands of blond hair; which stuck out from beneath a pure white helmet reached his shoulders. He had a deep brown patch on his beak. His name was Nosedive Flashblade; Wildwing's brother and the youngest of the six.
"Comin' right up, big Bro!" Nosedive grinned; getting ready to shoot; when suddenly, he was checked into the boards by one of the other players!
Dive soon felt his right cheek strike against the glass as he was smashed against it. After recovering, from the force, Nosedive glanced up at the one who had checked him. A tall muscular duck at the age of twenty-five with bright grey feathers and a black pony-tail stood before him. His name was Grin Hardwing. Grin gazed at Nosedive with his peaceful chocolate brown eyes.
"One must not only rely their form of play, but on their wisdom of those around them." Grin stated in a poetically deep voice.
He helped Nosedive to his feet as a younger female duck at the age of twenty-two skated to halt beside them. Her radiant emerald eyes; which complimented her peach feathers and fiery red hair, shimmered heatedly as she gazed at the young duck. Her name was Mallory McMallard.
"Nosedive, you need to pay more attention," She advised, folding her arms across her chest. "What if it was someone else instead of Grin?"
"You know she's gotta point there, Kid." Came a roguish male voice from nearby.
The trio turned to see an older duck around the age of twenty-nine stop before them. He had smoky grey feathers and a lean body. He looked at them with two mismatching eyes; one being silverish-blue eyes and the other being a crimson red; do to the fact of it being somewhat mechanical; which thanks to the black patch was being held in place. There was a small chip in the brim of his beak. His name was Duke L'Orange.
"Keep your head in the game." Duke said.
Wildwing skated over to the group; with another female duck following close behind. She was around the age of twenty-four. Her feathers were a pale yellow. Her bright blond hair was tied back in a thick pony-tail. She wore bright pink safety glasses; which slightly hid her violet blue eyes. Her name was Tanya Vanderflock.
"You alright Dive?" Wildwing asked, as he saw Nosedive rub his now sore arm.
"Gee Wing, I dunno; I just love getting bruises." Dive replied, sarcastically.
"He's okay." Mallory stated turning to one of her teammates.
Nosedive shot her an angry look.
"Well, you know how it happened then right?" Wildwing asked.
"Yeah, yeah," Nosedive huffed, crossing his arms. "So I let my guard down. Big deal." He stated, resting himself against the place he had been checked.
"Well, you know, it is a big deal," Tanya said in a nasally voice. "Because next time it won't be practice, it'll be in an actual game."
"Tanya's right, Dive; you need to pay more attention to what's going on around you." Wildwing lectured.
Soon, he placed a hand on Nosedive's shoulder.
"It's the only thing you need to work on."
"Yeah, I guess." Replied Nosedive; gazing down at the ice.
"You'll get it, Dive," Wildwing assured him. "I know it."
Soon he turned to the others.
"Well, we've all done a good job today." He said speaking to the whole team. "We should all take an R 'n R."
With that said, the Ducks made their way off the ice. After changing from their hockey gear, they all soon headed to their bunks.
Author's Note: This is an older fanfic that had been on my DeviantArt account for a while.. So, this is a really old fanfic..