Shaybu!

"Where’s Bergy?" Jonathan questioned his fellow Blackhawk and Patrice's roommate, Duncan Keith, as the defenseman walked into the lobby, where the rest of the Canadian team was.

Duncan yawned. "I don't know, Tazer. He didn't show up. I thought that he was out doing something important."

"No! He told me that his family couldn't make it. He didn't want to risk their safety."

"Well, Tazer, I don't know why you are fussing over a Bruin?"

"Haha, Tazer's in love with Bergy!" Patrick joked. He looked like his normal, goofy, prankster self, but he had various cuts and bruises on his face. He still had his gentlemanly good looks though.

"Ugh, I think Sidney is behind his disappearance and I don't like it one bit, even if he is a Bruin. A Bruin and a Blackhawk can be friends. I admire him. I always have. He's a great 2-way centre and he’s a warrior!"

"Teasing Tazer aside, he's right. Patrice Bergeron is one of a kind. I have watched him first hand on the face off dot and he could kick Crosby's egotistical ass any night or any day!"

"Then what are we gonna do?" Duncan Keith asked. "How do we find him?"

Jonathan frowned. Honestly he had no idea. "We barely know Bergy and Sidney, but the Bruins do know him. We should ask his teammates to help out!"

Patrick and Duncan shared a look with one another. "What do you mean?" They questioned in unison.

Jonathan smirked, which was highly rare for him. "How do you feel about talking to Shawzy's mirror image?"

"The Marchand guy?" Patrick quizzed, making a face of disgust.

"Yes, and he's not as bad as you think. I know him actually. We were teammates and best buds once upon a time! I mean we still are friends...ha-ha..."

"You were friends with the Bruin pest?" Duncan questioned, awed by the words that had escaped from his captains mouth.

"I was, I mean am. God!"

"Well, if you trust him, we're with ya Tazer. Right, Sharpie?"

Patrick nodded his head, rather vigorously.

"Alright, I will give Marchy a call!"

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