A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

By Alex Lyons3


Disclaimer: I do not own Mighty Ducks or anything attached to the great Animated show. Enjoy the enjoyable fanfic that is here merely for your enjoyment.


Chapter 3.


Duke walked to the mall, his head bent down and his hands in his pockets, looking sad and forlorn. He had had the same dream for at least three nights now. He hated and liked it all at the same time. The other two nights he had been able to shake his depression off and the team was none the wiser, but this morning was different. He just cried until he couldn't cry anymore. It wasn't because he thought Thea was dead, which he was still sure she was, but the fact that he never got to hold her in his arms again. He never got to apologize. It was after she had left that he had began to put some distance between him and the rest of the Brotherhood. He just wasn't up to doing anything after that, even pulling off a successful heist no longer had it's appeal. He looked up, he'd stopped in front of a flower shop. He looked at the flowers in the window and noticed the woman in there cutting some tiger lilies. Thea had always loved lilies, especially the ice lilies that he had always brought home. They may have not been ice lilies, but they looked very similar only their coloring was different. Ice lilies were as white as snow and had pink, purple and blue spots. He looked through the glass a bit more then went through the door.

He walked out several minutes after with a vase near overflowing with tiger lilies. He carefully carried them over to the Pond. He went inside and as the others were practicing their hockey plays. Phil, their manager, was talking a mile a minute on his cellphone. Duke frowned up at him, he really needed to find something more productive to do with his time. Duke went into the changing rooms and opened the elevator shaft.

Mallory walked in, in her hockey gear. "Hey! Duke, you feeling better?"

He nodded as he strained to push the buttons on the keypad and keep the vase from crashing to the floor at the same time.

"Here, let me help." Mallory said, coming up behind him. The vase slipped in his hands, so he really couldn't say anything to Mallory about it.

Mallory punched in the code and looked at him. "Nice flowers. Got a girl in mind?"

Duke gave Mallory a withering look and then preceded into the elevator. Mallory shrugged and stayed top side. She sighed as the doors slid shut. She went back out onto the ice.

"Hey, Mal, Duke feeling better?" Wildwing called to her.

"Don't expect him up, he's in a rather unusual funk, today." Mallory said to him.

"Our noble friend has had a clouded aura as of late." Grin said quietly.

"Tell me about it, Grinster! I mean, when is it ever like The Duke to ever miss a practice?" Nosedive questioned. "Ya think somebody should go talk to 'im?"

"No!" Wildwing said firmly, "Let him think for a while. If he's not out of it later then we'll see if we can't get him to open up, but I don't want to push him. As Grin said, he seems troubled. Maybe whatever it is will pass."

The other ducks nodded.

Down, far below The Pond Duke sat staring at the flowers. He reached out a hand to caress one of the flower's silky petals. He sniffed as he was weeping again. He had remembered Thea's beak was the same bright orange of these flowers, her hair had been as white as the ice lilies'. He missed her and truthfully, it did him very little good to be down here with a bouquet of flowers that reminded him so much of her. He sighed and got up.

"Well, I can hear Wildwing all the way in here. 'Mal? Where's Duke? Why isn't he suited up already? Why isn't he up here? We've got practice!' Same old Wing. Where ever you are Thea, I hope you're at peace." Duke said quietly, he kissed the petals of one of the flowers gently and then exited his room to go suit up for practice.

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To Sailor Vegeta: Duke not only woke up on the wrong side of the nest, but he woke up exceptionally early for him too. Poor Duke! It is kinda fun to put characters in bad moods, but I don't like to keep them that way, that's for sure. It is kind of OOC for Duke to be in a bad mood. As for your computer, man that sucks! I know what it feels like too, if my monitor gets too hot it'll automatically shut itself off! Psycho Computer!!