KawaiiGameFreak: Hey peoplez! I am having such a wicked week. I got bronze in video games for my class at the school Olympics, I earned my yellow belt in karate, I got 5 new level 100's in LeafGreen…so I'm in a good mood. Oh, as for the 'rumors online' mentioned in the last chapter, I was making a reference to Mewshipping (Mew x Mewtwo). Anyways…ENJOY!

"I swear to drunk I'm not God. There's no blood in my alcohol system."-random T-shirt

Chapter 3: What You Should Never do at a Hockey Game

LAURA'S POV

I'm not a morning person. I hate getting up when I don't want to. Today was Saturday, so I'd assumed that I'd get to sleep in, Mew had other plans. "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" I nearly jumped three feet in the air.

"Mew!" I hissed. "What are you doing in my room?" I glanced at the clock on my wall. "And at five AM? I'm trying to sleep and cartoons don't come on for another five hours!" She just giggled and spun in a circle.

"Your just cranky cuz you had to stay up late and clean up all that mess you made. I woke you up…cuz I wanted to, bye bye!" A small light appeared and Mew vanished.

"…is she always that irritating?" I thought.

"Yes." I wasn't expecting my question to be answered. I rolled over lazily and curled up against Mewtwo. "But if I remember correctly, you used to love waking me up at five AM just to tick me off." He chuckled lightly, "Revenge works in strange ways." I couldn't believe I'd forgotten about all those times. I guess it was kind of like when five year old boys put worms in girls' hair, throw mud balls at them, and generally pick on them, just because they like them. So basically I acted like five year old boy. But it worked. I yawned quite loudly and my eyelids drooped.

"Can I go back to bed now?"

"Ok, you can go back to bed." I curled up tight beside him, his arms around me, holding me close to his body. "Good night my angel."

"But it's morning."

"If I said good morning, you'd get up, and I think we're both too comfortable to do that." I laughed and kissed him gently before drifting off into sleep…for the next two minutes.

RYAN'S POV

I flew open the door to her room and yelled "WAKE UP! WE GOT A HOCKEY GAME TO GO TO!" Laura sat upright in shock.

"Ryan!" She shrieked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you remember? Tyler's game's on today. We promised him we'd be there." She groaned angrily, nudging the lump beside her awake. "Both of you get ready; game starts in half an hour." I slammed the door shut and prepared for the game.

MEWTWO'S POV

"What's going on now?" I muttered.

"Sorry about that. Ya see, our friend Tyler's on the minor league hockey team for the town and since we're such good friends, we have to go to all his in town games, and guess what, once a bloody year, he has a game at the most inconvenient and ungodly hour of the morning."

"People actually make you get up at five in the morning on a Saturday?"

"Well if we don't show up, he blackmails us for the rest of the season." That sounded like a good enough reason for her, "May as well get dressed…hey, why don't you come?" I was rather surprised.

"Are you sure? I mean I'm not exactly someone who could blend into a crowd. Besides, I'm sure you'd rather party with your friends then hang around me." She pulled me close and rested her head on my shoulder.

"No, don't think like that. I wouldn't leave you here alone while we party. Besides, you could try and have some fun to." Although going to sporting events wasn't a favorite activity of mine, I had no other choice. I nodded slowly. "Yeah, I knew you'd come! Let's go!"

RICK'S PLACE HOCKEY ARENA

LAURA'S POV

We'd finally arrived at the stadium and were looking for a place to park. We'd gotten the car fixed up using the handyman's secret weapon, Duct Tape, but it still looked like a wreak. Mew, Peach and Pikachu decided not to come, so they were at home with my little brother, who was still freaked about the 'aliens'. "Who'd build a stadium with no parking lot?" Link bellowed. He was wearing some normal clothes he borrowed from Ryan. Mewtwo was in that tatty brown cloak he insists on wearing. Well, anything was better then last time.

"The same people who built Mile One(2). Now let me circle the block again and see if we can find anything." Everyone in the car groaned.

"Why don't we just park in someone's driveway?" Ryan asked

"I don't care if we park in the middle of a four way intersection! Stop circling the block or I'm gonna hurl!" We finally found a spot and got out.

"Why'd you have to wear that?" I whispered to Mewtwo, "You look like a Jedi." I don't think he knew what a Jedi was, but he sure looked like one. "Oh well, come on, let's get some food." I grabbed his hand and raced headlong into the arena. There was a decent crowd, mostly family and close friends of the players. I spotted Tyler near the cafeteria and ran up to him. "HEY!"

"Eh hehe, good to see you to, um…" He looked up at Mewtwo, his face covered up by the hood of his cloak. "Laura, tell you're friend the Star Wars convention is next month." He snarled and Tyler jumped back in surprise. "Ok, down boy, easy there. Anyways, thanks for coming, sorry it's so early but…" After that, all I heard was 'bla bla bla'. The guy would not shut up. He kept going on and on about absolutely nothing of interest to anyone. "…so how have you been?" I nearly fell asleep listening to him jabber. I just answered his questions and nodded with the occasional 'yup, ok, yaha, sure, ya'. Luckily I caught a glimpse of everyone else coming up to the cafeteria and quickly interrupted Tyler.

"Sorry, my friends are here. Gotta go, bye!" I rushed off to get away from Tyler and to our seats. They were decent seats; a few rows up, right behind the penalty box. "Oh man. I just remembered I forgot the fries!"

"So?" Ryan mumbled.

"So? SO? Whadaya mean 'so?'? You can't watch a hockey game with out fries!"

"Yes you can. Besides, nachos are better." That got me really ticked me off.

"NACHOS? What kind of nutbar has nachos at a hockey game? Nachos are meant for football, not hockey! Fries are clearly better!"

"NACHOS!"

"FRIES!"

"NACHOS!"

"FRIES!"

"NAHOS!"

"Remind me again why I came."

"I'm not so sure why I came either, Mewtwo-san."

1ST PERIOD

We finally agreed on what we wanted to eat and watched the game. A few people commented on Mewtwo's cloak, mostly making references to Star Wars. So far so good other wise, the Rick's Rockets were up one nothing over the Lethbridge Cougars. "How long's a period?" Mewtwo asked.

"Twenty minutes, why?"

"Because this period has been going on for half an hour."

"That's because of all the…" A loud, shrill noise came from the ice and a Rocket went to the penalty box, "…whistles." The whole stadium booed was the penalty was announced over the PA.

"Penalty to number twenty seven, Tyler Hinder, two minutes for slashing. Hinder, for slashing, at eighteen twenty two."

"I wish he wouldn't get so many penalties." Ryan moaned, "He's gonna cost the game for them one day."

"Maybe that'll shut 'um up."

1ST INTERMISSION

After the first period had ended, we basically walked around, mingled, stuff like that. All of a sudden, the PA came on. "Would the owner of the black Toyota Camry kindly turn off her lights? Thank you." I always got that at games.

"Mike again?" Ryan asked. I nodded.

"Who's Mike?" Link questioned.

"Mike's the guy who…runs the mike. Every hockey game I go to, he always bugs me about my lights."

"Maybe that's because you always leave your lights on."

"…shut up Ryan."

2ND PERIOD

Well, the penalty didn't cost them the game, but it cost them a goal to tie the game up at one. The period dragged on forever. Every three minutes the whistle went. The penalty box was way too overcrowded and the fans were starting to get annoyed. "If that bloody whistle goes off one more time I'll…" Not a second after he said those words, did the whistle go. "That's it!" Mewtwo raised his hand and the referee started to glow blue. You could tell the exact two words on everybody's mind, oh shit. The ref went up in the air, spun around a few times and got tossed into a near by 50/50 vender. We all looked at Mewtwo in total shock. "Did I do something wrong?" Suddenly the whole stadium started cheering and they gave him a standing ovation.

"Dude…you killed the referee…YOU ARE AWSOME!" I wrapped my arms around his neck as Mike came on the PA.

"Would the owner of the black Toyota Camry kindly turn off her lights? Thank you." I don't think anyone besides me heard the announcement, due to all the praise the crowd was giving (and they don't even know what the BEEP just happened).

"Well that just spoils the mood." I thought. I dialed Mike's cell phone number and waited for him to answer.

"Hello?"

"Would the owner of the microphone kindly shut the hell up and let me watch the game? Thank you."

3RD PERIOD

After all that fuss and racket, it was back to hockey. There was thirty seconds left; the game was still tied at one. If someone got a goal here, it will be game over for one team and on to the playoffs for the other. It was so silent in the arena, you could hear everyone breathing. Suddenly, Tyler got the puck and everyone rose to their feet. "Number twenty seven's on a breakaway…" Mike announced. Tyler weaved through the defense and approached the goal. "…he's gearing up for a shot…" His stick hit the puck hard and fast. It went soaring across the ice. "…he shoots…" The goalie had his glove ready for the save. The puck went closer, everything was moving in slow motion now. The goalie tried to glove it…but failed. The puck was in the net, the Rockets had won.

"HINDER-SAN!" Sakura cried. The stadium was jumping up and down so furiously, it could be measured on the Richter Scale. Flags were being waved and air horns blasted, sirens wailed and "I'm Not Ready to go" blasted through the speakers.

"All this, just for a minor league hockey game?"

"Well Mewtwo, everything's a big deal in a small town like Rick's. Besides, now that the Rockets are in the playoffs, no more five AM games! Woot!" As much as the fact that your team won is awesome, the best part was yet to come, the after game party.

3 HOURS LATER

SAKURA'S POV

"When's Laura-san coming back?" We had been waiting for the past hour for her to come out of the party room. More then likely, she's 'drunk off her head', as Ryan calls it. But that wasn't the only problem. "Excuse me but, if Laura-san is 'drunk off her head', who will drive?" Ryan got the look of a deer in the headlights.

"Right, she's the only one with a license and we are not having a repeat of last night. Before you ask what happened, let me ask you this. Why was her car in a ditch, by a tree, with a huge dent in the front?" Everyone nodded and muttered "Good point"

"Wait a second," Link mused, "she's the only one, out of three of you, who has legal permission to drive a car?" We both nodded. Link quickly turned to Mewtwo and whispered. "I think we're in the wrong universe."

"So…who has a license?" Ryan interrupted. The two other worlders looked at each other.

"I ride a horse. What do you think?"

"…you do realize how stupid a question that is?"

"Ok, so none of us has a license. Well let's put it this way, who here has had any alcohol?" Everyone besides Mewtwo raised their hand. "Perfect, you're driving."

"What? Not to be rude but, ARE YOU INSANE? I can't drive! I can't work technology! Why not her?" He pointed at me. "She looks sober! Or him!" He pointed at Ryan. "He wants to drive that death trap." After a bit of arguing and threats, Mewtwo finally agreed to be the driver (although it involved Link mentioning something called the 'turkey in the lawnmower' incident). Ryan went in and dragged Laura out of the party room, looking very 'off'. "Besides, how do you know she can't drive?"

"Ol' Godzilla was hoppin' around, Toyko city like a big playground when suddenly Batman burst from the shade, and hit Godzilla with a Bat grenade, Godzilla got pissed and began to attack but didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu, when Aaron Carter came out of the blue and started beating up Shaquell O'Neill, then they both got flattened by the Batmobile but before it could make it back to the Batcave, Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave and took an AK47 out from under his hat and blew Batman away with a rat ta tat tat but he ran out of bullets and he ran away because Octimus Prime came to save the day…"(3)

"…oh…never mind then."

LAURA'S CAR

MEWTWO'S POV

I wasn't too keen on driving, but anything's better then having Laura drive in this state. Ryan tossed me the keys and I carefully turned it on. "Here goes nothing." Luckily the arena wasn't too far from the house and Sakura gave most the directions. I was actually getting the hang of this. "So far, so good." I suddenly remembered all the times someone said something along those lines and Laura would say something along the lines of "Don't jinx yourself. Bad things happen when you jinx yourself." I think I just jinxed myself. Sirens screeched behind us and lights flashed in the rear view mirror. I quickly checked the mirror to find two or three white and blue cars following us.

"Oh no," Ryan muttered, "the cops." Suddenly, Laura emerged from the back seat where she was passed out for the passed twenty minutes and hastily climbed over the seats to the front.

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE, COPPERS!" She grabbed the wheel from my hands and started swerving in and out of the lanes. I tried to grab it back but she kept swerving from one side of the road to the other. Screeching tires and crunching metal filled the air as we weaved against the flow of cars. Everyone in the car was trying to get her in the back seat, but she kicked them in the face and continued driving. In all the commotion, her foot had somehow reached the gas pedal and we were now cruising along at warp speed. I slammed on the breaks but we were going too fast to stop. "WOOOOOOOOO!" I couldn't see a thing because of her plus everyone trying to contain her. By the time I finally got her foot out of my face, we were about five inches from a tree. Upon impact, everyone went flying forward and slammed into the dashboard. The sirens that had been following us for the whole event approached rapidly.

"Hide!" Ryan hissed. Laura and I hid away in the back while Ryan, Sakura and Link in the driver, front and middle seats respectively. The cars stopped and someone neared the car. "Howdy there officer, what's your problem?" It became apparent that he'd done this routine before.

"My problem is that you were doing one hundred in a fifty zone and caused several crashes."

"But other then that, I was just out for a leisurely drive with my buddies, had a few swigs of beer, nothing much." I couldn't see very much from my hiding spot, but the officer didn't look pleased. "Besides, I got my license right here." Ryan pulled out a card and swiftly snatched it before the police officer could get a good look. He scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"Fine, since no one was seriously hurt I'll let you off with a warning but don't do it again. We don't want another drunkie driving around, that missus from Newfoundland's bad enough." All of a sudden Laura tried to yell at the officer but I quickly put my paw over her mouth to shut her up. "What was that? And don't say it was nothing because I know every one of you heard that." They all shook their heads nervously. "Fine, I don't have time for this. But remember, don't drink and drive." With that, he walked back to his car and drove away. Everyone looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Man that guy's a moron. We've done the same thing at least a thousand times this week and he still falls for it."

"That's good and all but, how are we gonna get home?"

"Don't worry!" Laura cried, "I'll just use my super powers and magically teleport us home!"

"You don't have magical super powers Laura-san." Sakura turned to me. "Would you mind…"

"No problem." A bright light surrounded the car and we ended up in the driveway. Peach, Pikachu and Mew were all waiting for us.

"Have fun?"Pikachu smiled cutely. As soon as he said those words, the hubcabs fell of all four wheels, the front and back bumbers fell off, the air came out of both front tires and both the side mirrors broke.

"…you do realize how stupid a question that is?"

KawaiiGameFreak: That was a little longer then expected, but funny none the less. Oh, and for those of you who are wondering when the not-so-almighty co-writers are gonna show up, don't worry, they will come back to the fic…EVENTUALLY! Ja ne.

(2): Mile One is an arena in St. John's with no parking lot, so when ever we go there to watch the Fog Devils, we have to circle the streets about fifty times.

(3): I swear to Mew, that is actually a real song. Go on Newgrounds and look up Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny. It is the funniest darn thing ever!