How AAOOOSC! Got Started!

"So, how did you like your day with the Cup?" Tommy asked Antti as he received the Cup from Antti.
"It was very nice. I didn't know that I would actually win the Cup this year."
"Well, it's a great way to end your time with the Blackhawks." Tommy patted the Cup that was now on his lap.
"Yea, about that... Can you please make an exception with this trade and not let me be traded to the Sharks...?"
"Antti, I told you already that this is gonna happen wether you like it or not. Trust me, you'll like the team. I'll not put you somewhere that'll make you miserable--"
"So just let me stay in Chicago--"
"Being with the Sharks will be just as great as being with the Blackhawks. First, try it out, see how they're like, then say what you have to say about them."
"I'm not saying that the Sharks are gonna be terrible or anything, I'm just saying that I want to stay with my team."
Tommy sighed. "You'll do fine...so fine that you'll stay longer in San Jose than in Chicago. You'll love 'em, trust me." He traced the names engraved on the cup with his hologram-like finger. "I am proud of you, Antti, I really am. You're gonna do amazing things and you already have...like that you're the first Finnish goaltender to win the Stanley Cup and the third to make it to the Stanley Cup Finals."
Antti's eyes widened with awe. "Really?"
"Hm, hm." Tommy nodded. "You really made your home country happy."
"And I'm just knowing this now?"
"Hey, the last time I saw you was before you went into the playoffs."
"Yea, that's true. But that's a nice thing to know." Antti smiled.
"Yes. Now you can go home; I'll pass the this Cup along." Tommy lifted the Stanley Cup up a bit.
"Alright." Antti began to make his way to the elevator. "Thank you, Gorman."
"Anytime. Oh--" Tommy put the Stanley Cup down next to him and pointed to the elevator. "I fixed the elevator, so it might be a bit slower now...hopefully."
"Okay, thanks for that notification." Antti went into the elevator and it traveled up smoothly. Nice.

About a month later...
In the morning, Antti was at the table in the kitchen, reading the newspaper, when his phone rang. He picked up the phone and answered the call. After a few moments of listening and saying 'Okay,' Antti hung up with a horrified look.
"What's that look for?" Jonna asked Antti as she was crossing the kitchen with a laundry basket full of clothes.
"Ummm...I just got call..." Antti slowly put his phone back on the table facing down. "...that I'm being traded...to the Sharks."

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