FIRST
GAME
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: Connor's first hockey game is finally here. Too bad Leslie misses the best part.
A/N: I don't know much about hockey (or sports, period) so I won't be describing much about it in this.
CHAPTER 12
On Friday night people started filing into the ice-skating and hockey rink at the school. Leslie looked around. When she saw Angel, Cordelia, Fred, and Gunn she signaled for them to come over to the seats she'd save. The adults sat down next to her. The two couples sat near each other.
"Is this as complicated as football?" asked Fred.
"Just focus on me," said Gunn, putting his arm around her.
"My pleasure," Fred smiled.
"This should be good," said Leslie. "It's nice to take a break from the pompoms and just watch a sport."
"Here they come," said Cordy.
The players (Connor's team name is the Ice dogs) started to come out to the ice in gear. Connor looked up at the seats. Angel shot him a thumbs up. Connor beamed at him.
When the game started the opposite team began in the lead. After half an hour it was five to one. Cordy looked at Angel.
"Uh, sweetie, I'm no expert but I have to say that this sucks."
"Sucks? They bite. Let's boo them," said Gunn.
"Charles," Fred hissed, slapping his arm.
"Relax, guys," said Angel.
"Angel's right. It's under control," said Leslie. "I hope."
Leslie looked next to her and nearly jumped out of her seat because of the person next to her. It was Mr. Brooke. Her father!
"Oh, no! Dad, what are doing here?" Leslie demanded.
"I'm here to claim what's mine. I own you," said her father.
"You do not! Get away," said Leslie.
"Leslie, all of those hopes about your mother. You mine as well flush them down the drain. You're nothing. Just like she was."
"Shut up!" Leslie yelled.
"Wouldn't you like that? You're such a little wench."
How could he be here? How was it possible. The next thing Leslie knew Angel, Cordy, Gunn, Fred, and most of the other people jumped up out of their seats.
"What happened?" asked Leslie.
"Didn't you see that?" asked Cordy.
"The game turned around. Ice dogs win," said Angel.
"They did? Oh, great," Leslie muttered. "I wish I had been there."
GAME
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: Connor's first hockey game is finally here. Too bad Leslie misses the best part.
A/N: I don't know much about hockey (or sports, period) so I won't be describing much about it in this.
CHAPTER 12
On Friday night people started filing into the ice-skating and hockey rink at the school. Leslie looked around. When she saw Angel, Cordelia, Fred, and Gunn she signaled for them to come over to the seats she'd save. The adults sat down next to her. The two couples sat near each other.
"Is this as complicated as football?" asked Fred.
"Just focus on me," said Gunn, putting his arm around her.
"My pleasure," Fred smiled.
"This should be good," said Leslie. "It's nice to take a break from the pompoms and just watch a sport."
"Here they come," said Cordy.
The players (Connor's team name is the Ice dogs) started to come out to the ice in gear. Connor looked up at the seats. Angel shot him a thumbs up. Connor beamed at him.
When the game started the opposite team began in the lead. After half an hour it was five to one. Cordy looked at Angel.
"Uh, sweetie, I'm no expert but I have to say that this sucks."
"Sucks? They bite. Let's boo them," said Gunn.
"Charles," Fred hissed, slapping his arm.
"Relax, guys," said Angel.
"Angel's right. It's under control," said Leslie. "I hope."
Leslie looked next to her and nearly jumped out of her seat because of the person next to her. It was Mr. Brooke. Her father!
"Oh, no! Dad, what are doing here?" Leslie demanded.
"I'm here to claim what's mine. I own you," said her father.
"You do not! Get away," said Leslie.
"Leslie, all of those hopes about your mother. You mine as well flush them down the drain. You're nothing. Just like she was."
"Shut up!" Leslie yelled.
"Wouldn't you like that? You're such a little wench."
How could he be here? How was it possible. The next thing Leslie knew Angel, Cordy, Gunn, Fred, and most of the other people jumped up out of their seats.
"What happened?" asked Leslie.
"Didn't you see that?" asked Cordy.
"The game turned around. Ice dogs win," said Angel.
"They did? Oh, great," Leslie muttered. "I wish I had been there."