Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mighty Ducks characters, though I do love Banksy. Don't sue me, cuz you won't get a penny.

A/N: So Ch. 3 didn't take as long as I thought it would. shrugs Whatever. Here you go. The Show Must Go ON:

Chapter 3: Their First Practice

"Today wasn't bad," Myranda said, patting my back.

"HA! Not bad? Myranda, Charlie raised his eyebrows everytime he saw me, and if Adam was right there, would nudge him to make him look at me." I shook my head. "Oh, oh, then Adam would get this 'oh-I'm-a-shy-little-rich-boy' look on his face, where he'd look at me, grin sheepishly, look at his shoes, and then look back at me." I stomped my foot in frustration. "This blows!"

"Hey! I know what will cheer you up! Going to watch Varsity practice!" Myranda took my arm and lead me toward the rink. She chattered about stupid stuff the whole way there to try and get me to smile.

"We're her!" Myranda sang. She opened the door and ushered me inside.

On the ice, Varsity was skating, going through drills, working on plays. I watched my older brother knock someone down, then skate the puck over the blue line and score.

I sat down very far from the ice. A few minutes later, I heard the locker room door open. Myranda and I looked up to see the new JV team walk in.

I quickly looked back at the ice and found #77. Rick was talking to Scooter and Cole.

"Don't start anything, Rickie," I whispered. "Please don't."

But no such luck. He and the rest of the team skated right up to the Ducks and started in. Coach Wilson had to separate the two teams.

"Stupid jackass." I stood up to go and tell my brother off. Myranda pulled me back. "What?"

"If we're quiet, JV won't notice us. Then we can watch them practice."

I shook my head, but sat down anyway. I pulled on my sweater and hugged myself to keep warm.

"How about it, Cowboy, round up?" I heard Charlie say.

"Hey, Charlie, don't you think we should wait for the new coach before we mess around?" Connie asked.

"This is how we practice. Duck hockey, Connie. He'll have to get used to it sooner or later. Well, hit it, Cowboy."

"Yeehaw!!"

I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing. All the Ducks were skating around and Dwayne was chasing them, trying to rope them.

Five minutes later, Coach Orion entered. Then practice became all business.

"Come on, let's go, Myranda. I'm really cold, plus we've got all that History homework."

The two of us got up and quietly started for the door. Before I went out, I looked back. Adam was trying to score a goal against Julie. I kind of smiled.

"Sorry, babe, I need to get my brother mad. You're just not working. See ya around." And with that, I walked out the door.

A/N: Aha, Lillian's true colors come through. What a witch, huh? R/R. ~Nelli~