AAOOOSC! The Movie!

That evening in the Finnish cabins, Antti is on his laptop on nbcolympics.com.
"Let's see how the events went..." He clicks on something on the screen. "First one, snowboarding...freestyle." He clicks again. "Oh my, I should've known that USA got first place. Who's the person who got first though?" He leans closer to the screen. "Peyton...Manning?" His blue eyes widen. "Peyton Manning?!" He pulls away from the screen in shock. "Conquerer of the NFL and that powerful person who wanted to take over the NHL?! No...he's here..."
Kari walks into Antti's room. "Who's here?"
Antti looks up at Kari. "Peyton Manning."
"Peyton Manning of the Denver Broncos?" Kari's blue eyes light up.
"Yup. And he's also an Olympic snowboarder."
"Huh, interesting. Anyways, here." Kari holds an envelope out towards Antti. "It's an invitation."
"For what?" Antti takes it.
"Read it yourself." Kari sashays out of the room.
Antti opens up the envelope neatly and reads that card that was inside it. "Oh, it's Jonas's birthday today; I didn't know that! He has a party at the Black Sea at...7:12 pm. Okay--" Antti puts the card back into the envelope. "--I'll co--"
Tuukka runs into the room and starts jumping up and down excitedly, shaking the whole room. "Tuukka going to party! Tuukka going to party! Tuukka go! Tuukka go! Tuukka going to party!"
"You want to come with me, Tuukka?" Antti looks up at him.
Tuukka stops jumping and looks down at Antti. "Yea, yea, yea!" He resumes jumping. "Tuukka happy! Tuukka happy! Tuukka excited! Tuukka excited!"
"Okay, okay, Tuukka, let's go." Antti gets up and exits the room with Tuukka, who is still jumping up and down.

Meanwhile in McMoose's, which is now empty, the Evil Football Players Society is eating and talking together.
"Wait, is Johnny Howard the Master of the EHP?" Aaron Rodgers asks.
"That's not his name!" Colin Kaepernick corrects harshly. "It's Jimmy Howard!"
"Oh yea." Aaron eats a French fry. "He's the most evil one, right?"
"Supposably." Michael Vick slurps on his milkshake.
"Sooo...you you guys having a fun at Sochi so far?" Peyton Manning asks, interlacing his fingers on top of the table.
"But he seems so nice! How can he be the Master of evil if he is so nice?" Aaron asks, ignoring his Master's question.
"Maybe he's just acting, showing us his nice side," Michael guesses.
"But why isn't he with his sidekicks?"
"He's with Ryan Miller. Duh." Colin eats a chicken nugget.
"What about his other--"
"Explain to me just why are we talking about Jimmy Howard," Peyton tells his sidekicks. Everyone stops talking and looks at their Master. "Good, I got your attention. Do you like this mission so far?" Everyone nods their head. "Good. Let's thank God that the Olympics are during off season. So far, we are doing wonderful. All the medals are in USA's possessions--no one else's. If I succeed taking over the Olympics, it'll be way better than winning the Super Bowl. Stupid Seahawks...stupid snapper..." Peyton sighs and looks at Aaron. "Aaron--"
Aaron blinks a bit. "Huh?"
"--you are up for tomorrow for skiing freestyle."
"Already?" he whines.
"Yes. Today was snowboarding freestyle. Tomorrow is the same except it's skiing."
"So you're done with the Olympics already?"
"No, I have to do the slope, half pipe, and cross... You have to do the same thing except you do it on skis and you have to do some extra events snowboarders don't do..."
"Ah..." Aaron bites into his hamburger.
Peyton turns to Colin and Michael. "You two are still on guard until the sliding and speed skating events start so that no one knows what's going on--especially the GHP and EHP."
"Do you think that all of them are here or in the States?" Colin asks.
"Find that out yourselves. We can't make any mistakes here, guys; no mistakes cannot be made."
Drew Brees ambles into the restaurant, singing, "Oh the weather outside it frightful! But inside is so delightful--!"
"It's not Christmas, Brees! Shut up!" Colin throws an empty cup at Drew.
Drew startles a bit. "Whoa! Okay!"
"It's about time you arrived," Peyton tells Drew.
"Sorry, the flight got delayed and yadadada."
"You should've just came with us, then," Colin tells Drew.
"With a bunch of hockey players?" Drew sits are their table. "Nuh-uh."
"So, you, Drew, are going to do figure skating."
"Whaaa?!" Aaron points to himself. "I wanted to do figure skating!"
"You're horrible at it," Colin tells Aaron.
Aaron ignores Colin. "Why does he get to do skating but not me?!"
"Because Brees can't ski," Peyton replies.
Aaron sharply turns to Drew. "Well then, learn how to ski, Drew! Gosh!"
"Stop complaining. Or else I'll send you back to Chico," Peyton warns him.
Aaron sulks. "Fine."
Colin gets up with his tray full of trash.
"Hey, where're you goin'?" Michael looks up at Colin.
"I'm going to San Francisco, no! I'm going to the trash can to throw away my trash! What does it look like I'm going to?!"
"Well, can you throw away mine?" Michael piles a bunch of wrappers, empty ketchup packets, and cups onto Colin's tray.
Colin mutters,"Yea, go ahead, give all my trash to me because I look like the trash guy." He sighs and walks over to the trash can. "Do I have a choice? No." He finds an envelope onto of the pile of trays on top of the trash can and comes back to his table with it. "Look, what I found-- An invitation."
Aaron's green eyes brighten. "To a birthday party?!"
Colin rips is open and reads it closely. "It says to Jonas's 32rd Birthday Party."
"Isn't he a bit too old to have a birthday party?" Michael asks.
"Heeey!!!" Aaron glares at Michael.
"Who the heck is Jonas?" Drew asks with a confused look.
"Jonas...Hiller," Peyton answers.
"Who the heck is Jonas Hiller?" Drew asks still with a confused look.
"The goalie of the Anaheim Ducks. He's the starting goalie for the Swiss team, part of the GHP, and...his birthday is today."
"Can we go?! Can go?!" Aaron bobs up and down in his chair in excitement.
"You need an invitation," Colin tells him. Aaron tries to grab Colin's envelope, but he is too quick, moving it all over the place. "Get your own."
Aaron crosses his arms and frowns. "Hmp."
"Don't worry," Peyton says, "no one will be left out from the party--we all are going... As a surprise..."

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