AAOOOSC! #1

After the game, the Pens are in their locker room, celebrating.
"We woooooon!!!" Brandon Sutter shouts happily.
"Can we have our pizza party now?" Tyler asks.
"We should have a new mascot: a gorilla!" Chris exclaims.
"Let's do the Harlem Shake!" Brandon shouts again.
"I have a gorilla head on my shelf." Chris runs to his shelf.
"I have a video camera!" Pascal Dupuis says.
"I have a royal Penguins robe," Sidney tells this teammates.
"I can make a cone that says 'Idiot' for Vokoun!" Fleury says.
"Hey!" Vokoun shouts.
"Okay, okay, calm down, guys, calm down." Bylsma entered the locker room. "I know that we won 6 to 1, but just calm down! We're playing against them again on Saturday! Don't celebrate now!"
"Yea, Vokoun, don't be celebrating so early, you party animal!" Fleury turns to Vokoun.
Vokoun gives Fleury an angry look. "Hey!" He turns away from Fleury.
"Okay, so..." Bylsma looks at his clipboard. "Get changed and get outta here, we're leaving to New Jersey at 2:00pm sharp tomorrow!"
"Wait, we're playing the Devils next?" Chris has a confused look.
"Oh, wow, I'm sorry, I meant..." Bylsma looks closer at the clipboard. "Yea, it says that you are playing the Montréal Canadians in the Prudential Center in Newark, New Jersey at 7:30pm eastern time."
"That makes no sense what-so-ever," Pascal points out.
"Something's fishy..." Chris puts his arms on his hips and looks around with narrowed eyes.
"Yea, it's all because of Carey and Claude," Sidney says.
"Huh?" Chris gives Sidney a confused look.
"Oh, nothing." Sidney shakes his head.
"So, where are we gonna be at tomorrow at then, coach?" Tyler asks.
"Well, the only thing to do is to go to Newark."
"Well, this is going to be exciting," Brandon says sarcastically.

The next day at the ice cream parlor in Los Angeles, Sidney and Jonathan are talking and eating ice cream.
"So, how was the game?" Jonathan asks Sidney.
"It wasn't that bad. Carey made me afraid of the puck for a moment, then Antti healed me."
"Oh. Who won?"
"Of course we did! 6 to 1!!!"
"See? I knew you could do it!" Jonathan licks his ice cream cone.
"But now the Pens and I are going to Newark, New Jersey."
"But aren't you gonna play Montréal for the rest of the season?"
"Yea. In New Jersey."
"That makes no sense."
"Yea. Carey must've forgotten to change the place."
"I believe you hope that the Devils aren't gonna be there, right?"
"Uh, yea! I do not want to have to score against that goalie that has three-career goals."
"I wanna score a goal." Jonathan stares into space, thinking about scoring a goal. "I want to be known as the goalie with 32-career goals...!"
"32?" Sidney looked confused. "Why 32? Why not 50? Or 87? Or 100?"
"Because, 32 is my number!" Jonathan looks back at Sidney.
"Ah." Sidney nods his head. "Wait, aren't you suppose to be in practice right now?"
"Yea, in---" Jonathan looks at his watch and makes a shocked look. "Yikes! I better get going!" Jonathan jumps out of his seat. "Wait, aren't you suppose to be in New Jersey right now?"
"Don't worry, I'll get there later." Sidney takes a bite of this ice cream.
"Well, okay then, bye!" Jonathan runs out of the parlor shop.
Sidney sighs. "The game starts at 7:30...right now it's 5:57 over there...Yea, I believe I got enough time to stay here." Sidney smiles. "But I'm all alone... But not anymore!!!" Sidney reaches into his pocket and pulls out Bubby Jr., a smaller version of Bubby. "There you are!" He puts him on the table and shows him his blue ice cream bowl. "You want some?"
Bubby Jr. does nothing.
"Oh right, you spoiled gorilla, you want your banana ice cream, not the blue ice cream! Should've known!" Sidney slaps his forehead. "I'll go get that for you." Sidney gets up and walks away with Bubby Jr. to get the banana ice cream.

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