The Families, Part 11: The Williams Family
Lia was covering her face with a dark red towel. It wasn't red earlier; it was white when she first grabbed it.
"Are you feeling better, Lia?" Canada asked.
"Let's play hockey again!" Lia cheered, removing the towel from her face to reveal a bloody nose. "Please? I promise not to give Parker a concussion this time!"
~Earlier that day~
"I guess I just needed to skate on home ice to be a good skater!" Lia cheered, skating on the ice rink. Lia did a twirl, then a triple axel. She landed cleanly and stopped. Lia was glad that Canada had an ice rink below his gym.
"Yeah, maybe that was it. You had told me about how horrible of a skater you were. I guess it's just a few lessons that could fix it up," Canada said.
"Hey guys! I'm ready to play!" Parker called. He was in full pads and was still slightly wobbling on his blue ice skates as he started skating.
"Ha! I'm gonna own you, Parker! Then you'll have to say I'm better than you!" Lia shouted, skating quickly and stopping in front of him, causing ice to fly into his face.
"You wish!" Parker smirked back. "We all know Americans are the best!"
"Guys, stop fighting, this is just a friendly game," Vicky sighed, stopping Lia from punching Parker in the face.
"Fine," the rivals quietly said to each other, turning away from each other and crossing their arms.
"Alright, let's choose teams!" Alfred cheered. "I call Hero Jr. and Heroine!"
"Dad! I told you not to call me that!" Parker and Vicky yelled at the same time.
"Then me and my little Maple Leaf will be on the same team," Canada said. Lia just nodded and smirked.
"Going down Americans! No one will stop Lia Williams-Vargas-Beilschmidt-Fernandez Carriedo!" Lia cheered.
"Maybe you should settle on one last name to use, or two," Vicky said, laughing at her friend's pride.
"That's why I've just been going by my first name, idiot!" Lia chirped.
"Can we play yet? I wanna crush Lia!" Parker yelled.
"One sec," America said. "Iggy's my goalie. Blake, go to Canada's side."
"Sure thing," Blake sighed. He looked ridiculous in goalie pads, and so did his father.
"Come on Chlo! You should play too! Canada's team has space for one more!" Vicky called to her friend in the stands.
"I don't want to get hurt in your stupid game! For all I know someone will end up with a concussion! I'll just sit here like a civilized person and announce scores and stuff like that," Chloe yelled from the side of the rink.
"She has a point," Blake stated as he high-fived Lia. "One of us probably will."
"Alright, Lia, I want you to start at center ice," Canada said. The girl smirked and skated off to center ice.
"Ready to go, Parker? Get ready to get your burger-loving-ass kicked you damn chirp," Lia growled to her opponent on the other side of center ice.
"You know that it's 3-on-2, right?" Parker said. "And my team's the 3?"
"No shit, Sherlock," Lia growled and smirked again. "Hockey isn't our national sport for a reason."
Kumajiro skated to center ice with a whistle around his neck and a puck in his hand. "Go," he stated, dropping the puck. Lia jumped forward, snatching the puck and skating past Parker. She skillfully avoided America as he tried to steal back the puck. Unfortunately, Vicky managed to steal the puck as Lia tried to score.
"Take that, Canuck!" Vicky said, skating towards Blake in goal. Blake made a glove save on a relatively weak wrist shot and froze the puck.
Kumajiro blew the whistle, and America and Canada went over to the faceoff circle to the right of the goal in Canada's team's zone. Canada won the faceoff, but America decked him into the boards and took the puck for himself.
"No way, Uncle Al!" Lia rammed into America. knocking him against the walls of the rink. America laughed; he was surprised at Lia's strength. Lia snatched the puck and passed it down to Canada, who was near America's zone. Canada skated by Parker before passing it back to Lia at the blue line. Lia then hit a slap-shot and scored.
"WHOOP!" Lia yelled and skated back over to high-five her dad and Blake. Chloe found the "Goal Home" button on the scoreboard operator and pressed it. She magically magnified her voice and announced, "With 17:02 remaining in the first period, it is Team Williams 1, Team Jones 0."
The first period dragged on, with some more checks and saves. Team Jones had their best chance with about 90 seconds remaining. Though it really just ended up with Team Williams leading at the first intermission, 1-0.
"HA! I told you Parker!" Lia called before skating off the ice for the intermission. The two nations sighed as they went off.
~2nd Period~
"Go." Kumajiro dropped the puck to start the second period, and America took the faceoff. Not much really happened for the first ten minutes. In fact, the next interesting happening took place at 10:00 in the period.
America skated up the ice after decking his brother again. Lia was no match for America; he just spun past her. Lia tripped and fell, knocking Blake down as well.
"Empty net?" America yelled. "Whatever!" He slapped a shot into the net, tying the game. Parker and Vicky came over to celebrate.
"Wha juz happen?" Lia mumbled.
"They scored," Blake replied. "How did you not hear America celebrate? Oh yeah, and you knocked me down."
"Oh," Lia sighed as she and Blake got back up. "That's why I saw two hockey sticks lying on the ice. Sorry, dude. I need to go beat that hoser's team."
"Isn't that hoser your uncle?" Blake replied. Lia didn't hear him, though, as she was rushing to center ice.
"With 9:40 remaining in the second period, the game is tied at 1," Chloe said through her magically amplified voice before pressing the "Goal Away" button.
"Alright team, regroup," Canada said, skating towards the middle of his side. Blake awkwardly skated toward Canada. Lia quickly skated to the two males on her team.
"What's up, Dad?" Lia asked.
"Well, we need to score again, and I have the perfect idea," Canada told his team in his normal, hushed voice. The team talked for a few more seconds before they broke the huddle.
"Haha! You ready to play yet, Mattie?" America called over.
"More than you'll ever be, Al," Matthew called back. "Let's go, Lia, Double Maple Formation." Lia nodded at her dad. After taking the faceoff, Lia passed the puck to her father behind her back and skated to the side of the rink, where Parker tried to block her from a pass that would never happen. Canada pretended to pass the puck to her and she pretended to receive it. She pretended to shoot for the goal which got England out of the goal so Canada could shoot into it. Fortunately, no one else noticed this because they were all blocking Lia, who they thought had the puck.
"WHOOOOO!" Lia said, high-fiving Canada.
"Wait one second!" America yelled. "The net was dislodged. That means the goal is disallowed and there's a faceoff in the neutral zone."
"He's right," Chloe said in her magnified voice. "No goal. Faceoff in the neutral zone." Lia looked down the ice at Blake, who nodded and motioned for the faceoff circle. When she got there Parker was also waiting to take the faceoff for his time.
"Going down, moose-humper," he growled.
Lia just leapt at him and knocked him down to the ice beneath them. You can insult me all you want, but never. Ever. Insult the moose and me in the same sentence," Lia said as she punched him in the gut. Canada broke up the fight for the time being and went to the faceoff circle instead of Lia, and America went to the circle instead of Parker. Lia was sent to the penalty box for five minutes for punching Parker.
"He insulted me and the moose!" Lia screamed as she was dragged off to the sin bin.
England motioned Parker to the box for instigation, knowing exactly what Lia was talking about, and Parker reluctantly went to the other box to serve a two-minute minor penalty. Kumajiro dropped the puck, and the game was back on.
Not much happened for much of the rest of the period. There was one scoring chance for each side, but that was really it. Near the end of the period, Parker started complaining about headaches, nausea, blurry vision, and dizziness, and he almost fell over. As the seconds ticked off the clock and the buzzer sounded to end the second period, Parker skated over to Lia, who had finished serving her penalty. Needing revenge, he took his gloves off and punched her in the nose. "Deserved," he growled before skating away.
"Fuck you, Parker!" Lia hissed. She put her hand to her nose and pulled it away to reveal crimson blood. "I bleed my country's colors, alright," Lia said. Parker seemed to fall over as he went off, because America called the game as a 1-1 tie for his son's concern. Blake agreed for Team Williams. The two shook hands and man-hugged.
"Good game," America said. "You were near perfect."
"I guess so," Blake sighed. "You go check on Parker. I'll take a look at Lia."
Blake shakily skated over to Lia seeing that she wasn't even covering her face. He could just see the blood rushing out of her slightly crooked nose.
"Hey, Blakey," she said, sniffling and wiping her nose. "That was a good game, huh?"
"Lia," Canada said, skating over. "Are you okay? Parker punched you pretty hard."
"It looks like a broken nose to me," Blake told Canada. "It looks a bit crooked, and it's bleeding a lot. Let's just hope that nations' children heal quickly. If so, it should only take three days or so."
"Oh yeah, you guys heal fast. Don't worry," Canada said. "Now go check up on Parker, Blake. I'm taking Lia upstairs."
"Right on," Blake replied. He took his equipment off, put it all in the locker, and went to America and Parker, who were inside the house. "You doin' OK, Parker?" he asked.
"Concussion," Parker replied. "I oughta know."
"It'll only be a couple days," America said. "You guys heal quickly, just like us. You'll be fine for going to NYC in four days."
"Lemme know if you need anything," Blake called as he walked.
~Current time~
"But Dad! He insulted me and the moose! He called me a moose-humper! I would never do that!" Lia whined.
"That would get me mad, too," Canada said, agreeing. "You just need to control your emotions a bit better."
Lia was covering her face with a dark red towel. It wasn't red earlier; it was white when she first grabbed it.
"Are you feeling better, Lia?" Canada asked.
"Let's play hockey again!" Lia cheered, removing the towel from her face to reveal a bloody nose. "Please? I promise not to give Parker a concussion this time!"
"You're not playing hockey on a team for another few weeks," Canada told Lia. "You can just practice if you want at the rink. No more team hockey for a while, though. You're worse than the NHL players." Canada sighed. He didn't want his daughter to be even crazier than she already was.
A/N:
Lilac/Lia: Heh… Yeah… Well, that was fun… to write… Like stated earlier in the chapter, I cannot ice skate IRL. Though I love to play street hockey in PE. I'm always goalie or a really aggressive defender. That's why I'm put in goal. No one ever wants to deal with my aggressiveness.
Blake: No, they do not. Trust me on this one. As a side note, this is on the same trip where the phone happenings occur as you saw in the Wang chapter. This is about ten days before that, though.
The only term needing to be explained (maybe) is that "sin bin" is another name for the penalty box in hockey.
And yes, I believe a few Brits play ice hockey.
Thanks for reading, everyone #exitstageleft
Lilac/Lia: Mhm. Now that's it I guess. Next chapter is the Vargases without Lia. So it may or may not involve the mafia. I don't know yet. It'll also probably just be Romano and Silvia without Veneziano. I assume they both have their own houses in their respective part of the country. Parker and I are actually rivals in real life. But our rivalry is much less friendly than Chloe's and mine. Thats all you have to know, I guess. And then, finally, don't forget to check out the bonus one-shots on my page and vote for which Olympic event you want us to write.
Peace, love, and pasta~ Ve~
-Lilac the Kitsune and Blake "Brows" Kirkland