Author's note: What chapter am I on? How have I let this continue for seven chapters? I don't even know. Thanks for reading guys and reviewing. Now I have questions. If the Mighty Ducks were a tea flavor, what would they be? Leave your answer in the review box. I'm making my own tea on adagio and I can't decide if I want to make a single one called Ducks Rock. Or one for every individual. Anyway. I don't own MDAS

Chapter Seven

"Rise and shine sweet heart!" Duke shouted as he pulled the blanket off Rhynie's curled up body.

She flinched at the sudden brisk breeze, "Not. Funny. Duke."

He grabbed her arms and pulled her up and got her to her feet. He pushed her towards their bathroom and sat her on the toilet. Rhynie rubbed her eyes, the bright lights stinging them until they watered. She heard the water squeak to life and could automatically feel the heat radiating off of shower door.

Duke lifted her arms, but she left them collapse on to her lap—chuckling at her own prank. "C'mon raise your arms."

Rhynie kept giggling as she followed Duke's orders, "You know if you wanted my shirt off, you just needed to ask."

"Ha. Take your pants off and get in the shower. Make it a long one okay?" He kissed her on the forehead, got up to leave, but at the door he turned towards her. "I'll be checking on you."

"You could just join me." She shouted after Duke closed the door.

Duke laughed, "Don't tempt me."

Thirty minutes later Rhynie left the bathroom, feeling somewhat refreshed. She was expecting Duke to be waiting for her in the little living room he had set up after making Earth his adopted home, but he wasn't there. Unlike the rest of his room, which was marble flooring, this medium square was black carpet. In the middle of the plush rug was a large television stand with a flat screen T.V bolted to the wall above. On each side of the T.V stand were bookshelves filled with movies, books and music. The typical entertainment center.

On the dark brown coffee table was food and a note. Rhynie lifted the lid to the hot bowl, not recognizing whatever the soupy stuff was inside, but it was sweet smelling. She flipped the note over, automatically knowing Duke had written it.

"Join me on the ice after you finished eating."

-Duke

Rhynie forced herself to eat the sweet, grainy breakfast and changed into the clothes that she arrived in. Duke had left her a pair of skates on the bench in the locker room and while she strapped herself in she wondered if they were going to have her participate in another training session. The last thing she wanted was to have were those flash backs again, she didn't like how she felt like she couldn't breathe and how every moment of her torture rushed her. It was like Wraith took her sense of control away from her. When she had come to in the infirmary after her fit, Grin was the only one watching over her. He had apologized for checking her like that, but Rhynie smiled and told him that it wasn't his fault.

Sliding out on the ice, Rhynie was a little shocked. The goal posts had been removed and an obstacle course had been set up. Duke stood in the middle with his arms crossed over his chest, wearing a mischievous smile.

"I asked Wildwing if we could have the ring to ourselves today." Duke lazily skated towards her, grabbed her hands and led her around the pond.

"Why does this look familiar?"

"This is how we trained the Brotherhood recruits, remember?" Duke questioned.

How could she forget? Each obstacle course led to a podium with an object on top, if you could get through and to the object without knocking over the podium you won. It was simple looking, but it was actually difficult. It taught all of them how to control their speed—their body, to remain balanced in their core and how to move effortlessly both on and off the ice. When Duke and Rhynie entered the gang at the same time, they were the only ones to completely master the course in such a short amount of time. They challenged each other and even when one of them came out as the loser they were happy. And then Duke became the new leader and immediately he made Rhynie his Lieutenant.

"I'm going to destroy you." Rhynie bolted away from Duke and took her position at the start.

Unbeknownst to Duke and Rhynie, the rest of the team was watching their game up in the announcer's box. They knew Duke was skilled on the ice, he could easily evade their opponents like they were nothing, but Rhynie was unbelievably swift. Even though she was quick, she made it seem effortless—elegant. She skated like a professional ice skater, not a hockey player. Duke could barely keep up with her, he was either doing it on purpose or he just couldn't catch up. When Rhynie reached the end they all thought she was going to crash into the podium, but she did something that surprised them all. She jumped, executing a flawless front flip, grabbing her object and landed on one foot.

"She is definitely not a hockey player, man, not a hockey player." Nosedive managed to utter words after he picked his jaw up.

Author's note: Aaaaand cliffhanger. You're welcome. Remember to answer what you think what the Mighty Ducks would taste like if they were a tea. And if you say sweat, I will refuse to post another chapter.