AN: 06/06/2013 Yay! There's been a flurry of updates on Mighty Ducks fan fiction! I'm so excited to read all these new stories/chapters that have been posted. And here I thought this section of was mostly dead. Glad to be proven wrong!
Shortly after writing part one, Mallory demanded revenge. Unfortunately, she had to wait until my convention was over to get it. Maybe now she'll go back to War of the Oranges and play nice. But, who am I kidding? This is Mallory we're talking about! She always does her own thing.
Once again, the pranks are real pranks that hockey players have done on each other.
Mallory flopped down onto her hotel bed, staring at the ceiling. Grin and Wildwing had done a decent job putting the room back together. She even felt a little bad for Wildwing. There had been a large, wet spot on one pants leg where the cup of water on a table had fallen over while being returned to the room. She'd never admit it, but Nosedive and Duke had outdone themselves this time and managed to involve the whole team. This called for some serious payback.
"Any ideas for revenge?" Tanya asked. Clearly, she was thinking along the same lines as Mallory.
"None that don't involve dismemberment."
"We could always put cayenne in their water."
"You know Duke keeps a close eye on all his stuff. And that little twerp would probably enjoy it anyway."
"Heheheh, not if I used some Ghost Pepper Hot Sauce. I've used it to clean sludge off the zamboni."
The sound of muffled laughing filtered through the door. A door quietly closed in the hallway.
Mallory sat up and looked towards the door to their room, considering the sounds; one of those laughs sounded distinctly like Duke. She could hear a door open and close again. Getting up, she checked the peephole. Nobody was in the hallway, but she could make out the door across from them; it was the door to Nosedive and Duke's room. A long paper was hanging on the knob.
"Tanya, I believe I have an idea," she said with malicious glee as she opened her door and dashed into the hallway. It only took a few seconds for her to return, Duke and Nosedive's morning room service order in hand.
Tanya grinned, instantly inferring Mallory's intent. She found their blank room service menu and grabbed a pen.
"So, uh, what time did they put to have their food delivered?"
"Oh nine hundred. That seems a little late, don't you think?"
"Yeah. They should be up by at least six!"
"How about five thirty, just to be safe?"
Smiling at Mallory, she wrote the time on the menu. Perusing the options, she started ticking off several items.
"How about the yogurt and strawberries for Nosedive? And..." Tanya paused as she read, "Granola, milk, and cherry compote for Duke?"
"Sounds good." Mallory leaned over her roommates shoulder. "But, Nosedive is a growing boy! He needs more than that. Give him the half grapefruit, strawberries, and brown sugar."
Tanya nodded and put his initials next to that as well.
"You know, I think Duke would like the cereal assortment with added bananas," Tanya mused as she put Duke's initials next to that option.
"Why not get it for Nosedive too? He likes sugary cereals."
"Ooh, we can't forget drinks. Two pots of coffee for Duke and pure squeezed grapefruit juice for Nosedive. Lots of good antioxidants there."
"Decaf," Mallory suggested. "We don't want him hyped up that early in the morning. Dive might want something hot to drink. Add a hot chocolate or two."
"Might want to go with the salmon," Tanya added. "They'll need some protein."
"Toast! Whole wheat or rye?"
Tanya laughed. "Both. Just in case they can't make up their minds that early in the morning."
"Don't forget the strawberry jelly."
"That seems like an awful lot of strawberries."
"Have you ever tried to keep fruit hidden from that kid? He always finds my mangos!" Mallory tapped an item on the page. "Hey, Duke's got to put some weight on. Let's give him the pancakes too."
"Since they are picking up the tab for this, I think we should give Nosedive the french toast."
"We don't want to get too much for them." Mallory picked up the menu and studied it. "But this should be enough to hold them over until lunch."
"What did they order?"
Mallory picked up the menu she had set next to the TV and handed it to Tanya before quietly opening her door again and slipping the revised order onto Nosedive and Duke's doorknob.
"So?" Mallory asked upon her return. "What'd they get?"
"Two oatmeals with fruit, two orange juices, and the smoked salmon on baegels."
"You know you can't play on an empty stomach like that. It's a good thing we're here to take care of them."
"You know, uh, that sounds pretty good, actually."
"Same." Mallory took the menu back and put it on their door knob. "There's phase one of revenge. Phase two will have to happen at the game."
"Oh?" Tanya was intrigued. "What do you have planned?"
"A distinctly human prank. They'll never see it coming! And, we have to get Duke back for that little water stunt. It wasn't very nice of him making Wildwing pour water all over his pants like that."
"You're sure that part was Duke?"
"Nosedive didn't do all of that on his own. Whichever one did it, they both deserve what's coming to them."
0000
A roll of hockey tape flew through the away-team locker room. Duke easily caught it and started re-taping his stick, muttering to himself about the king sized breakfast wake up call and interrupted sleep. Four sticks, already wrapped in his signature style, sat on the bench next to him.
The visitor locker room of Crosby Arena was spacious, with non-descript gray carpeting. Honey colored wooden benches lined the pale concrete walls, leaving the center of the room open. A row of open-faced cabinets was mounted on the wall at eye level. Each cabinet had a space above it for the helmet, hooks for skates to be hung on, and a series of hangers underneath for the teams uniforms and pads. Space under the bench provided storage for a change of clothes after the game or any additional gear.
Wildwing was kneeling on the floor, strapping his goal pads in place. Nosedive, wearing everything but his jersey, was doing his usual pre-game ritual of dancing to the muffled music coming from the arena. Grin carefully ran his thumb and forefinger along the blades of his skates, deep in thought. Mallory and Tanya were doing their best not to look at each other and to act as nonchalant as possible.
Their game started at three thirty, which was a nice change from the late night games they usually played. They should be able to get back to Anaheim before two a.m. for once.
There was a knock on the locker room door and Phil entered.
"There's my winning team!" He exclaimed, arms open wide. "It's almost three. You guys ready for the warm up?"
"Just a sec, Phil!" Nosedive stopped jumping around and snagged his jersey from the hanger.
"Yeah, I'm ready." Duke stood and reached for the helmet resting on a shelf above his gear. When he pulled it off, a cup full of water hidden under the white helmet came with it, falling on the chipped beak and drenching the duck. Duke coughed and turned around, helmet in hand.
"All right, who did that?"
Mallory kept her back to him, but her shoulders were shaking with mirth. Tanya didn't even try to hide her laughter; she had to hold her stomach she was laughing so hard.
"Nuh-uh! Wasn't me!" Nosedive put his hands up, fingers spread wide to show innocence.
"Looks like payback for last night," Wildwing said as he stood, the corners of his beak turning up in a poorly hidden grin. Placing the mask on his face, he looked at Duke. "Maybe the next time you move furniture around, you won't leave glasses full of water on it."
Duke grabbed a towel and wiped his face off, smiling a bit.
"Never thought ya had it in you, Wildwing."
"Me?" The team captains eyes opened wide. "I didn't do it!"
Mallory quickly schooled her expression into one of annoyance before turning around. Her eyes, however, still sparkled with glee.
"Guys! Come on," Phil broke in. "You've got to get out there for the warm up! Fans are already filling the stands and waiting to see you guys. And don't forget, you have interviews after the game."
0000
"And the final score, Mighty Ducks two, Mongors one." A male reporter dressed in a dark gray suit with red tie held his microphone just in front of his chest. He stood in the walkway the players used to get off the ice and return to the locker rooms, waiting for the Ducks to file past so he could get some comments. "This was an exciting game with a last second save by Wildwing. Both goals of the game scored by Nosedive, with assists going to Mallory and Duke."
The cameraman zoomed out slightly to show the ducks exiting the arena behind the reporter. Wildwing exited first, followed by Grin, Duke, and Tanya. Noticing a missing duck, the camera turned to Mallory, who was still on the ice and taking something from a member of the other team. Before Nosedive had a chance to pass, the reporter stuck his microphone out and the camera swung back to the interview.
"You made both goals tonight!" The newscaster started. "Do you think you'll be able to continue your winning streak?"
"Hopefully we'll-" Nosedive was interrupted by Mallory gliding up behind him, a black towel in her hand. She reached around and smeared shaving cream on his face, leaving behind a mask of white as she jogged down the exit ramp.
The crowd started cheering and both reporter and camera man laughed as Nosedive wiped the fluffy white foam from his eyes. He blinked a little, and looked around, trying to figure out who the culprit was. He flicked his wrist, trying to throw the handful of froth to the floor, spitting a little as some of it got in his mouth. He couldn't help but smile. The roar of the crowds laughter and cheering reached a new level of enthusiasm.
"How's... Hahahha. How's that taste?" The reporter tried to keep his composure and failed.
"Not that good," Nosedive spit again, desperately trying to get the disgusting taste out of his mouth. He could see Mallory and Tanya peering around the door at the end of the exit ramp. The redhead gave him a thumbs up and Tanya smiled and moved out of view.
"All right," the reporter continued. "We'll let him off the hook with that. Mallory McMallard with the final word. Nosedive Flashblade, the star of the game. You know they will love this in the Ducks dressing room. Hahahaha."