A/N: I don't own Degrassi, the characters, the Mighty Ducks...etc... I received some reviews on the first chapter to try and continue this...so I tried. I hope it lives up to the first chapter. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed my stories so far. It is greatly appreciated.

Hockey's Hottest Star Part 2

I have been asked to write a follow-up article to the one I wrote earlier in the hockey season. I was informed by the magazine that I received the most fan mail for a non-staff member that they had ever seen. Thank you, loyal hockey fans and avid readers. I am in your debt, but I hope to repay it now by tantalizing you with another Dylan Michalchuk story. I am sitting here, just to be honest with you, not knowing what this is going to be about yet. The editors want to see something similar to what I first wrote. They suggested telling about my honeymoon, no that is not a subject for all audiences. I already touched on our first date, my promise ring, the proposal, the wedding, and now we are married. I can't have children, so I can't tell you about the day I told him I was pregnant.

I know everyone knows by now that the Mighty Ducks won the Stanley Cup and my darling husband was named MVP. This is a great honor to be even considered according to Dylan but I know he was elated to hear his name announced. This is his second MVP title since going professional. We are considering ourselves extremely lucky for the recognition and the accolades. I just wanted a chance to brag about his accomplishments over the last few months but I digress from the purpose of this article, still not sure what it is though.

I think I will tell you about another side of Dylan that only family and close friends get to see. This is his uncle side. He loves his niece and nephew with everything he has in his heart. I know I told you Paige announced her pregnancy at our reception, so now I will tell you about Dylan's side of the pregnancy, birth and raising of the little terrors. Dylan was fascinated by the fact his little sister was pregnant. He went to a couple of doctors appointments with her to see the ultrasound and hear the heartbeats. He called her several times a day to make sure she was eating and the babies were all right. At one point, Paige called me and begged me to take Dylan's cell phone away from him because he was getting to be annoying. He meant well and already loved those little ones so much. He would talk to me about them every night with such a glow in his eyes, it almost made me wish he was straight so he could enjoy this first hand with his wife. I said almost...I am extremely happy that he is gay. Eight and a half months went by and we got the phone call at four in the morning that Paige was going into labor. Dylan wanted to be there for the joyous event, so he jumped out of bed and started to run for the door. Luckily for us and our neighbors, he remembered he was inappropriately attired to leave the house and came back and got dressed. We headed for the hospital and met a pacing Spinner. Since it was a normal birth with no complications, Paige was allowed to have as many people in here delivery room as she wanted in there. She chose to let Dylan and me stay with her and Spinner. This made Dylan even more excited. This made me a little queasy; there are some things you should never have to see in regards to your sister-in-law. I would have left but Dylan had a death grip on my arm and I could not get away. So I grinned and bared the situation. I am happy that I was apart of it now because they are the cutest kids on earth. Once again, I may be just a slight bit biased. Dylan got to hold his nephew first and immediately fell in love. Then came his niece and he fell even harder for her. Paige and Spinner had already picked out names for them; Cristopher Nolan and Caitlyn Rose.

Dylan was at Paige's house every chance he got to see the twins. He volunteered us for overnight visits, so Mommy and Daddy could get some sleep. It wasn't so bad once they stopped waking up every two hours. He showered them with gifts every time we walked through their front door. It may not sound like a big deal to you, but we only live twenty minutes away from them. We see them at least five times a week. See my point, Dylan was nuts over the kids. He still is crazy for them. I can't really blame him though, they are pretty great kids. We have watched them grow into their own little personalities. Caitlyn is loud and bossy, just like her mom. She had Dylan wrapped around her little finger so tight she has to be losing circulation. Cris is a little shy but very protective of Caitlyn. He is a wiz on the ice, just like his uncle. They both look just like Paige, but got Spinner's curly hair. Dylan started taking them skating with him as soon as they could walk. Before that, he had them on the ice in a stroller. It was very cute to see; this big hockey player going to mush over these two tiny infants. For the second birthday, Dylan rented them an entire circus to have a party. He went all out for them; clowns, animals, and everything. He missed their third birthday because he was on the road, doing promotions for the hockey team he was with at the time. He made it up to them as soon as he got home. We went on a shopping spree buying everything they wanted and did not get. He was spoiling them rotten but did not seem to mind one bit. Paige joked about needing a bigger house because of all their toys and stuff that Dylan had purchased. We have since, set up identical rooms in our house for when they stay with us, which is about once a month.

Caitlyn and Cris are now five years old and just started Kindergarten. It was a very traumatic day for Dylan and Paige. I still have not figured out who was crying harder. Dylan and I got up very early to go to Paige's. He wanted to make sure not to miss a moment of them getting ready for school. We got there about an hour before the kids even had to be awake. I offered to make breakfast for everyone while they worked on getting the twins dressed and outfitted for their first day. The kids ate heartily while the parents and Dylan sipped coffee and picked at the bacon, eggs and pancakes I fixed. Paige made sure lunches were packed, pencils and paper were in their bags, and that they were indeed dressed properly. Dylan fussed over Cris' shoes because they kept coming untied. It could have been because Uncle Dylan was tearing up and could not see what he was doing. Spinner leaned against the counter with me and watched our spouses. It just seemed safer to be out of the mêlée. It was finally time to take them to school. I am sure the kids were as relieved as I by this bit of information. I could see the look in Cris' eyes saying 'Please Uncle Marco, make them stop!' I kind of felt sorry for him. We got to the elementary school and walked them to their classroom. At least they got the same teacher; it probably did not seem fair to split them up. Caitlyn was relishing all the attention she was receiving and poor Cris was trying to hide behind whoever would stand still, mainly me. Dylan started to cry as we neared their classroom, which got Paige started about her babies growing up. Spinner started to tear up but made manly noises about allergies. I felt rather alone in this group by not losing it over their first day of school. The only good thing was the twins did not seem to mind to be left at school; in fact, they were kind of relieved to see us leave. After school that day, Dylan got the most interesting compliment from his niece. Caitlyn ran up to us as soon as she got in the front door. "Uncle Dylan, Cris and I are the only ones with two uncles married to one another." Caitlyn said rapidly. I looked at Dylan who looked a little shell shocked. I started to laugh and had to ask if it was a good thing or a bad thing. She said it was a good thing because it made her and Cris stand out and now were popular. I had a feeling Paige was going to be getting a lot of phone calls later about her gay brother being married to another guy, or whatever forms the story happened to take while traveling through five year olds. Dylan looked relieved that it was a good thing and his Caitlyn did not hate him.

Paige did get quite a few phone calls over the next few days about the twins uncles. They thought the kids were getting the story wrong somehow and wanted it to be cleared up. Paige told them her brother was gay and happily married to another man. It was not a lie and she wanted her kids' friends to know just what they were dealing with when befriending her children. Paige is still outspoken. Dylan was happy that he was not going to have to sit out of their lives because of some close minded people. The parents really did not seem to mind when they found out who Paige's brother is and who he married. I guess fame and fortune can get you everywhere in this society. It is really sad when you have to name drop just to make sure your kids do not have a problem in Kindergarten. I digress once again and am sorry but I felt the need to express that.

So, as you can see, dear readers, Dylan Michalchuk is enamored of his niece and nephew. They are his world off the ice, not including me of course. We look forward to many more years of spoiling the little terrors rotten. Caitlyn will always be Dylan's princess and Cris will forever hold hockey champ and sports buddy in his heart. I am going to make a public request of Dylan today. He has no idea I am about to ask this, so wish me luck.

Dylan, would you like to adopt a child? I know Cris and Caitlyn are great but would you like one of our own? Don't be mad at the public asking but I figure it finally gets you back for the graduation incident and the public proposal. I Love You!

Marco Del Rossi-Michalchuk