The scene is the ice rink. The two teams are about to face off. The kids make their way on to the ice. Stan and Kyle stare at each other, both eager to get the game started.
" We are so gonna kick you guys asses!" yelled Craig over from Stan's side of the hockey rink
" Screw you Craig." said Kyle
The five players lined up as their goalies went to the goals. Stan lined up against Kyle for the face off. The boys were all anxious, this would who would be a permanent team, all of them wanted the fame.
The play was about to begin; the goalie dropped the puck and the game started.
Stan got the puck for his team and moved towards the goal, his heart already pounding. He could feel the adrenaline race through his body. He made his way toward the goal and shot.
The goalie for Kyle's team was Butters. Despite being Butters, he was actually a very good goalie. Butters slid and blocked the puck with his leg, the puck bounced of and Token (also on Kyle's team) got the puck and passed it to Kyle.
Kyle had the puck and raced towards the opposite team's goal. Craig was the goalie for Stan's team.
" You'll never get a puck pass me you pussy!" yelled Craig to Kyle
Kyle ignored his insult and maneuvered his way around Stan's team defencemen. Kyle's heart pounded as he aimed and shot the puck. Craig tried to move so he could block the shot but didn't move quickly enough. Kyle scored the first goal.
The crowd cheered as the scoreboard showed a point for Kyle's team.
" Damn!" said Craig
Kyle smiled as he saw Craig get upset over the point. This made it so much better to see him beat himself up for letting him get the point.
" This doesn't mean anything Kyle!" yelled Craig
(Yes it does.) though Kyle as Craig threw the puck back into play.
Clyde got the puck and moved down the hockey rink. Still after seeing his nephew get beat up by the other players on the opposite team because he was the focus on the plays, Jimbo still hadn't learned to change the plays to have other players score or at least change it so it less obvious that Stan is the one they should look out for, Clyde passed the puck to Stan.
Stan raced with the puck to the other side of the field. He was slammed into the wall by Token. The ref didn't notice it, having Barbrady as the referee wasn't the best thing for this game, he was looking at the sprinkler system that turned on when a fire started, something looked odd about it.
" Oooof!" said Stan as he was tossed into the wall
Kyle felt something as Stan got slammed. He got really angry, but not at Stan but at Token.
" Take that Marsh." said Token smug
Seeing Stan get hurt made Kyle almost react to it right there on the field. He felt like going over to Token and beating the crap out of him. He didn't know why though, he was supposed to be angry with Stan, why did he care.
Token got the puck, as he raced to the goal Craig was guarding Clyde got in his way and tried to steal the puck. Quickly Token passed it to Kyle, but another player from Stan's team intercepted the pass and shot it to Stan. Stan, after shrugging off the pain in his body, got the puck and headed to the opposite side of the field.
Stan took aim and shot. Butters moved his stick to try and block it but Stan's shot made it anyway.
The crowd cheered as Stan scored. The ice rink was filled with the screaming and cheering from the fans. Butters was getting nervous from all the yelling. He picked up the puck and hit it back into the game.
Token got the puck and made his way to the goal guarded by Craig. As he got close enough to score, Stan snuck up and stole the puck right from under him. Stan made his way to Butters' goal.
As Stan raced down the field, Kyle came at Stan to try and steal the puck.
Stan saw Clyde, urging him to pass him the puck. Stan aimed for Clyde, as he prepared to shoo t he froze.
An image of him and Kyle playing together when they were younger flashed across his mind. They were happy and laughing. They were about six, they were wrestling with each other, just playing. The goal was to try and pin the other one for 5 seconds. Stan easily won each time and Kyle was getting discouraged. Stan decided to let Kyle win the next one. Kyle seemed so much happier after he won. Stan heard Kyle laughter in his mind. He remembered what he decided he would do.
Stan stopped and fell down. Kyle saw this and seemed confused. Still, Kyle grabbed the puck and made his way to the goal and shot and scored again for his team. Kyle's fans cheered for him. But the cheers and praise didn't mean anything to him, they meant nothing.
Clyde went over to help Stan up.
" Are you okay Stan?" asked Clyde
" Yeah, I'm okay.?" said Stan
" Man, too bad stupid Kyle tripped you."
" Kyle didn't trip me, I fell."
Clyde watched Kyle stare at Stan from a distance.
" Are you sure he didn't knock you over, he looks like he just did." said Clyde
" Trust me, Kyle would never do something like that. He's fair, and honest, he would never do something like that to me." said Stan
Clyde looked at Stan confused.
" What?" said Stan seeing the look on Clyde's face
" Nothing, I thought you guys hated each other." said Clyde
The game went on, Kyle's team was two points ahead of Stan's team when the second period ended. The teams went to their locker rooms. There was going to be a 15 minute intermission until the next period started.
After Stan heard the new plays, he went to the other lockers. He wanted to see Kyle.
" What are you doing here Marsh?" said Token
" First of all, stop trying to act tough by calling me by my last name, it doesn't work. Second, I'm here to see Kyle." said Stan
" Well maybe he doesn't want to see you." said another one of Kyle's teammates
" Its okay." said Kyle
The team dispersed and Kyle entered the locker room.
" Look Kyle I…" began Stan
" I know what your doing! Your letting me win." said Kyle angry
" Kyle I'm…not letting you win."
" You can't lie to me Stan, I can tell when your lying."
Stan though for sec. Kyle knew him to well.
" Okay fine, your right. But Kyle I only…" said Stan but was interrupted
" Listen, this means nothing to me unless you give it your all. I want to beat you." said Kyle
Stan looked at Kyle, he could tell how badly he wanted this.
" Fine. I'll give it my all." said Stan smiling
" Good, I won't be going easy on you." said Kyle
" See ya."
Stan left the locker rooms, but stayed when he saw Kyle bring something out.
Kyle brought out the razor he had been using to cut himself. He looked at it and then rolled up his sleeve. He looked at his arm, it was covered in small cuts.
Stan watched Kyle, he felt horrible. Did Kyle really feel that bad? Stan would have given anything to stop him and to hear him laugh like he was happy, when they were friends.
Kyle though about something, he remembered that Stan was smiling when they were talking. Kyle was going to cut himself, but he couldn't. He remembered when Stan found out he cut, that hurt expression on his face.
(Don't look at me like that." Kyle thought.
He tried to cut himself, but he kept seeing Stan's face, with that hurt expression. Kyle rolled his sleeve down and threw the razor in the trash.
Stan went back to his teams locker room, smiling. He knew Kyle would be okay.
