Author's Note: I was writing a Mighty Ducks fanfiction about a year ago, but I never finished. i read it over today, realized it sucked, and decided to start a new one. This is sort of based off of the smae idea, but with less original characters. And, we are going to pretend that Dean and all other Ducks from the Team USA saga moved to a nice place to be closer to their beloved team. Why? Because we can! Creativity, my dears, creativity.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from The Mighty Ducks. I also don't own Iron Maiden or their songs. I am making no profit off of this fanfiction. So GET OFF MY BACK!

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"Dean! Where is my Iron Maiden CD?" Elizabeth Portman stormed down the stairs of her house and into her living room, only to be met with her brother and the majority of his hockey team watching her. Immediately regretting her decision to be put into view of others but not wanting to seem like the way she looke bothered her, the girl stalked over to where her brother was standing and got up in hi face. "Well?" she asked, but he only looked pointedly at her wardrobe. She was wearing Jack Daniels boxers with a white muscle shirt, and she had a bandana covering her hair. This, however, was not the problem, in Elizabeth's eyes. To her, the problem was her bright pink Hello Kitty socks. "Dean, I am going to castrate you if you don't tell me where my CD is."

"Woah, now, Bethy! Cool your jets..." Dean laughed easily and put his arm around the girl's shoulder. "I don't see why this upsets you...it was only the greatest hits CD..." seeing the look on his sister's face he took his arms off of her shoulders. "It should be in my CD player?" Elizabeth nodded and turned, beginning to walk away, but stopped at the sound of her brother's voice following the doorbell. "That should be Fulton and he said he'd bring Cynthia so you two can bond or whatever, OK?"

Elizabeth nodded and watched as her brother opened the door, greeting Fulton and his twin sister. Cynthia Reed was slightly shorter than her brother with a slight build, and long brown hair, which she tied back with a ribon, and plain, everyday brown eyes. Freckles lightly dusted her nose, and she was much bouncier than he older brother. Seeing Elizabeth, she immediately rushed over to embrace her friend.

"Hey Cyn...it's nice to see you, too...enough of this now...please." Elizabeth hugged back briefly before pushing Cynthi away from her and laughing t the look of mock hurt on her friend's face, stopping short as she saw Fulton watching her.

"I don't think she's too pleased to see you, baby sister," Fulton said easily as he watched the going-ons before him. "And, Izzi...nice look. I love the socks." He grinned at his own witty sarcasm and to show he was joking. Elizabeth giggled girlishly and never stopped looking at Fulton adoringly. Cynthia, however, seemed quite disgusted with her brother.

"Ugh..Fulton. I am 3 minutes younger than you so shut the fuck up! And Liz doesn't let anyone call her Izzi. Ever. So, just...don't." Cynthia was glaring daggers at her brother while she said this, but he seemed quite unfazed.

"It didn't seem to me like she minded..." he said as he grinned fleetingly at Elizabeth who nearly swooned.

"Check into kill yourself camp, ok?" Cynthia countered at him as she grabbed her friends arm and began pulling her upstairs towards her bedroom. There was a moment of silence before The Ducks burst out laughing all at once. It was artially because of Fulton's demon little sister, Elizabeth's ovious adoration for him, and the look of shocked amusement on Fulton's face when Cynthia yelled at him.

"Dude...Portman's sister has got it bad for you man!" Les Averman chortled at the Bash Brother he'd known since The Ducks began. In response, Reed turned slightly red and mumbled something about "not being so bad herself."

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Upstairs, Elizabeth collapsed on her bed with uncontrollable giggles and was only silenced when Cynthia sat on top of her.

"You like my brother," she accused.

"Only cuz he's so SEXY!"

"That is disgusting!"

This exchange prompted even more giggles from both girls, and, inspired by laughter, Elizabeth stood up, causing her firend to crash to the floor, but she seemed far from remorseful. In fact, she put in her newly reclaimed Iron Maiden CD and began blasting "Run To The Hills" as loud as she could. Bobbing and swaying to the music, Liz began pulling clothes from her closet and stripping the ones she had on. Cynthia, laughing and clapping, began with the catcalls and cries of "take it ALL off baby!" until Elizabeth was done changing and then was silent while she applied make-up. After observing the finished look, Cynthia asked a simple question.

"Are you trying to seduce my brother?"

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Author's Note: 'Tis all for now. Review...then there'll be more.