Chapter 5- Hockey

While Latvia almost drowned, and Lithuania went on the car ride of his life, Estonia was left with Russia doing chores and missing his favorite hobby.

"Mr. Russia, can I take a break?" Estonia asked with obvious hope in his voice.

"Magic cane! Yay!"

Estonia immediately went back to his chores.

"Estonia!"

"Yes Mr. Russia?"

"I am having my weekly hockey game with Canada today, you want to watch?" Russia asked while holding his 'magic cane.'

"Y-yes of course! I would love to." Estonia did not want to enrage the Russian, so he settled for seeing Russia's and Canada's blood spill and not his own. Hockey was after all a violent game so he would get to see Russia get hurt. He continued with his chores then went to get Russia's ice rink ready for the weekly game.

Canada arrived ready for the game an hour later, fifteen minutes early. He set his helmet, stick, and pads down then looked around for his Russian friend, not seeing him he decided to go over and ask Estonia. He walked out onto the ice where Estonia was checking everything and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Estonia?"

Estonia jumped at the sudden sound. He whirled around seeing Canada there he relaxed and asked, "Yes...?"

"Canada, and do you know where Russia is?"

"He is inside getting ready for the game."

Canada nodded his thanks, "Do you need help with anything?"

Estonia's eyes widened at the offer, "Well I don't really need help, Mr. Russia might get mad at me if you helped."

"It's fine, he wouldn't get mad at you, he is very understanding."

Estonia raised an eyebrow at the Canadian, "Really?"

"Yes, he just wants friends."

Estonia stored that bit of information for later then answered, "I will take up on your offer. All there is left to do is see if that other net is in tack."

Canada nodded then walked across the rink to the other net, checking it over and finding one loose string but quickly fixing it, having experience in the job.

Estonia realized that Canada was only wearing a long-sleeved jersey under his military winter coat. He wondered how he was able to withstand the cold. Russia soon arrived on the rink, waving to Canada.

Canada smiled and waved back then walked over to his hockey supplies and quickly strapped on all of his pads, skates, and helmet before grabbing his Canadian hockey stick and heading to the rink along with Russia.

Estonia quickly took a seat in the middle row, ready to watch the violence.

"I WILL win this game and make up for last weeks game, Russia."

"We will see, da?"

Once the puck dropped, Russia quickly took the puck and darted for his goal. Canada crashing into his side before stealing the puck from him and heading to his own goal. The game kept going back and forth, each getting a few goals. Since the game was small it only lasted for an hour and thirty minutes with no breaks. Estonia was practically bouncing in his seat the whole time. He made guesses to who would win in his head.

The game ended with Canada winning 3-2, last week it was the opposite with Russia winning 3-2. Both countries ended up with bloody noses and a few bruises on each arm. The two rivals shook hands and walked over to Russia's, Canada grabbing his bag on the way. Since Russia had lost, Estonia knew to stay out of his way the rest of the day. He quickly stood and followed the two into the house to make a quick meal for them and himself.