*4 HOURS UNTIL FACEOFF*
A private jet landed just outside of Pittsburgh at the International Airport and Klim, Kim, and Ron raced through the airport and secretly following them in the shadows was agent Will Do.
"I've spotted them Mrs. Director, what should I do?" Will asked her over his communicator wristwatch.
"Follow them, they might have found something, but If Kim is endangering anything, or anyone, I want you to shoot her with your dart gun and capture her." She said to him.
"No problem, Will Do out." He said and then turned off his watch. He watched the three get into a cab outside the terminal. He raced towards the doors and flagged down another taxi, "Follow that taxi!" He said as the two taxis drove towards downtown.
*3 HOURS 45 MINUTES UNTIL FACEOFF*
O'Connell slowly paced around the basement of the arena, where only security were allowed to be, a perfect place for him to set up operations for his plans. Punjob ran over to him, "Boss, they've finished planting the bombs."
"Very good Punjob, now, unload the cars men!" He said as the cloaked people opened the trunks of all the black cars, pulling out about 10 silver suitcases. "Now all we have to do is wait..." O'Connell said as he folded his arms and sat down in one of the metal foldout chairs in the basement.
Meanwhile, at the airport, the Presidents plane had just landed and he was being transferred to his limo. "So George," said a fellow friend of his, "who do you think is going to win tonight?"
"I don't really care about who wins, as long as its not a blowout." He said as he closed the door and the limo started to drive.
A secret service agent seated in the car explained to the President the situation of security at the game, "You'll be sitting in the executive box, with about 5 agents up there with you, nobody comes up unless security lets them, everyone will be searched before they come up as well."
"Oh, stop worrying Hallmark, I'm going to be fine. Let's just enjoy the game." The President replied as they pulled into the security checkpoint at the Mellon Arena. They all got out and entered the arena. Some loyal fans that arrived hours before applauded as he walked through the arena, into the executive box, where the mayor, his wife, and a few high members of society in Pittsburgh were waiting to enjoy his company.
*2 HOURS BEFORE FACEOFF*
Kim, Klim, and Ron arrived at the arena and were admitted in with Drakken's tickets. "So where to now?" Klim asked.
"Well, were going to find O'Connell, and warn the President of him." Kim said as she looked around, the smell of beer and hot dogs filled the air. Ron seemed to be enjoying himself already starting a chant of "LETS GO PENS!!!" that echoed throughout the halls of the arena.
"Only one problem though," Ron started, "how are we gonna get up there?"
"Well we'll wait until the game starts, then we'll just tell the secret service who are guarding the box that the President is in danger." Kim said as they started to walk towards their seats.
They got to their extremely good seats and sat down. Klim and Ron started the chant again, while Kim looked at her Kimmunicator for a picture of O'Connell, but found nothing.
*1 HOUR BEFORE FACEOFF*
Down at the basement, all the security guards had been killed and O'Connell's men replaced them. The mascot for the Penguins, a big penguin named Icy had been brought down and Punjob got in the suit and started to walk around the arena. O' Connell and his men moved over to the kitchen area and waited there, as VIPs.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE PITTSBURGH PENGUINS WELCOME YOU TO MELLON ARENA FOR GAME 7 OF THE STANLEY CUP FINAL!!!" The arena announcer said over the loudspeaker as the sold out crowd of 17,000 cheered. Both the Penguins and Avalanche skated out onto the ice and started to practice.
"So anyways, what's the point of the game Ron?" Kim asked.
"Oh, KP don't you know anything?" Ron said sarcastically. "The players have to put the puck into the net to score, the team that scores more wins."
"Oh, I get it now." Kim said as she sat up in her chair watching the players practice.
"I'm glad were here together KP." Ron said smiling.
"Me too Ron!" Kim said as she gave Ron a kiss on the lips.
"If only we weren't on a mission..."
"Yeah, If only."
The players went back into the locker room and the zambonis came out an cleaned the ice one more time before the game starts.
*15 MINUTES UNTIL FACEOFF*
A private jet landed just outside of Pittsburgh at the International Airport and Klim, Kim, and Ron raced through the airport and secretly following them in the shadows was agent Will Do.
"I've spotted them Mrs. Director, what should I do?" Will asked her over his communicator wristwatch.
"Follow them, they might have found something, but If Kim is endangering anything, or anyone, I want you to shoot her with your dart gun and capture her." She said to him.
"No problem, Will Do out." He said and then turned off his watch. He watched the three get into a cab outside the terminal. He raced towards the doors and flagged down another taxi, "Follow that taxi!" He said as the two taxis drove towards downtown.
*3 HOURS 45 MINUTES UNTIL FACEOFF*
O'Connell slowly paced around the basement of the arena, where only security were allowed to be, a perfect place for him to set up operations for his plans. Punjob ran over to him, "Boss, they've finished planting the bombs."
"Very good Punjob, now, unload the cars men!" He said as the cloaked people opened the trunks of all the black cars, pulling out about 10 silver suitcases. "Now all we have to do is wait..." O'Connell said as he folded his arms and sat down in one of the metal foldout chairs in the basement.
Meanwhile, at the airport, the Presidents plane had just landed and he was being transferred to his limo. "So George," said a fellow friend of his, "who do you think is going to win tonight?"
"I don't really care about who wins, as long as its not a blowout." He said as he closed the door and the limo started to drive.
A secret service agent seated in the car explained to the President the situation of security at the game, "You'll be sitting in the executive box, with about 5 agents up there with you, nobody comes up unless security lets them, everyone will be searched before they come up as well."
"Oh, stop worrying Hallmark, I'm going to be fine. Let's just enjoy the game." The President replied as they pulled into the security checkpoint at the Mellon Arena. They all got out and entered the arena. Some loyal fans that arrived hours before applauded as he walked through the arena, into the executive box, where the mayor, his wife, and a few high members of society in Pittsburgh were waiting to enjoy his company.
*2 HOURS BEFORE FACEOFF*
Kim, Klim, and Ron arrived at the arena and were admitted in with Drakken's tickets. "So where to now?" Klim asked.
"Well, were going to find O'Connell, and warn the President of him." Kim said as she looked around, the smell of beer and hot dogs filled the air. Ron seemed to be enjoying himself already starting a chant of "LETS GO PENS!!!" that echoed throughout the halls of the arena.
"Only one problem though," Ron started, "how are we gonna get up there?"
"Well we'll wait until the game starts, then we'll just tell the secret service who are guarding the box that the President is in danger." Kim said as they started to walk towards their seats.
They got to their extremely good seats and sat down. Klim and Ron started the chant again, while Kim looked at her Kimmunicator for a picture of O'Connell, but found nothing.
*1 HOUR BEFORE FACEOFF*
Down at the basement, all the security guards had been killed and O'Connell's men replaced them. The mascot for the Penguins, a big penguin named Icy had been brought down and Punjob got in the suit and started to walk around the arena. O' Connell and his men moved over to the kitchen area and waited there, as VIPs.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE PITTSBURGH PENGUINS WELCOME YOU TO MELLON ARENA FOR GAME 7 OF THE STANLEY CUP FINAL!!!" The arena announcer said over the loudspeaker as the sold out crowd of 17,000 cheered. Both the Penguins and Avalanche skated out onto the ice and started to practice.
"So anyways, what's the point of the game Ron?" Kim asked.
"Oh, KP don't you know anything?" Ron said sarcastically. "The players have to put the puck into the net to score, the team that scores more wins."
"Oh, I get it now." Kim said as she sat up in her chair watching the players practice.
"I'm glad were here together KP." Ron said smiling.
"Me too Ron!" Kim said as she gave Ron a kiss on the lips.
"If only we weren't on a mission..."
"Yeah, If only."
The players went back into the locker room and the zambonis came out an cleaned the ice one more time before the game starts.
*15 MINUTES UNTIL FACEOFF*