AAOOOSC! Playoffs

Antti is in his living room the next morning, pacing back and forth behind his sofa. He is thinking how to get the Cup back from Jimmy so that he could get his powers back; with his powers, he can defeat Jonathan much more easier than just running away from him.
"Okay, so I need to go to Detroit... Yes, yes...but when I meet up with him, of course he's gonna want to put up a fight with me... Ooo, I can't fight against him--I'm helpless! I need someone else...I know, I can get the NHL Police! Yes, they can come with me to get the Cup--we can't wait 'till the Finals are over! Jimmy'll have the NHL by then..."
Antti hears someone chuckling evilly behind him. He turns to his left, seeing Jimmy himself leaning against the corner where the wall the door is on and the wall of the living room join; he has his arms crossed.
"Oh, Niemi, don't you know how funny that was seeing you all stressed out about how to get the Cup away from me and all that time, I was just listening to you‽" Jimmy lets out a burst of laughter.
"How did you get in here?" Antti snaps.
"Easy: teleportation." Jimmy rolls his eyes.
Antti lets out a short sigh. "And what are you planning to do here?"
"What do you think, Niemi?"
Antti doesn't say anything.
"Well, time's up--you're comin' with me!" Jimmy lets out a bust of electricity out from his hands, knocking Antti out.

Antti opens his eyes. He tries to make out where he is at, but is having a hard time to. Where am I, where am I, where am I? He places his hands in front of him; his hands hit a glass surface that is in front of him. What? I'm trapped! No!!! He begins pounding on the firm, smooth surface. "Jimmy!!! Let me out!!!"
Jimmy strolls into view, holding back an evil chuckle. "You finally decided to wake up?"
"Jimmy, why do you have me like this‽" Antti slams his fists on the glass.
"So that I can hold you hostage, that's why. It's what enemies do to each other."
"What do you want with me?"
"I want you to stop chasing after me! I got all the powers of the NHL, so you can end your pursuit of trying to protect the NHL. Face it, Niemi, you lost."
"But you're causing harm to other people!"
"Causing harm?" Jimmy makes a shocked look. "How do you know that I'm causing harm?"
"Do you have a TV here?"
"Three, actually."
"Turn 'em all on the news. Go."
"Alright." Jimmy walks out of sight.
Three flat screen TVs come down from the ceiling, facing Antti. They turn onto the news, which is showing disastrous weather reports.
Jimmy walks back into sight with his arms crossed. "Are you wanting to show me how the weather's like?"
"Look at the weather--just look at it!" Antti pointed to the TV screen to his left. "In the west, the weather's hot with winds and there are fires!" He points to the screen in the middle. "In the central area, it's freezing with snow and blizzards!" He points to the screen on the right. "In the east, it's practically flooded!"
"So you're blaming all this bad weather on me?"
"Yes! Don't you know all the powers of the NHL‽ There's weather manipulation, fire powers, water powers, snow powers, and wind powers! You never knew that‽"
"Hey, I'm tryin' to figure out what powers I got right now--y'know, it's not easy keeping track of thirty powers--"
"So give 'em up! You're gonna hurt people like this!"
"You just want your powers back! Well guess what? You're never gonna get 'em back! I'm gonna keep them because I want the NHL! And I'm gonna get it...in due time." Jimmy smirks.
"Jimmy, you're not gonna have all those powers forever."
"Hah, you'd wish!"
"No, it's true!"
"How?"
Antti thinks for a moment. "The winner of the Stanley Cup is gonna get their powers back, including the rest of the players in the group the winner's in. The rest that used to have powers'll never get them back. Ever."
"How do you know that?"
"Gorman told me."
"That dude‽" Jimmy scoffs. "Ha! I don't believe that! I have the Cup and no one can take that away from me!"
"The Cup'll go back by itself!"
"Lies, lies! All lies! That's it, I'm through with you, Niemi! Prepare to meet your doom!" Jimmy walks away, crackling evilly.
"What?" Antti makes a confused look, trying to see where Jimmy is going. Suddenly, he feels his shoes getting wet. "What the?" He looks down, seeing water seeping through the edges of the metal floor of the tube he is in. "Oh, it's water!" Antti chuckles a bit. "That's not bad... Oh wait, oh no..." He begins to panic. "I don't have my powers. Ohhhhh my goodness, this is not good!" He places his hands and feet on the glass, no longer standing on the ground. He looks down, seeing the water growing bigger. "Help!!!"

Back in Pittsburgh, Sidney is taking Bubby and Bubby Jr. a bath while Patrick is bored to death.
"Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles! Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles! Bubbles bubbles, bubbles! Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles! La, dee, la, la, dee, la, dee, la, la! La, dee, la, la, dee, la, dee, la! Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles! Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles! Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh!" Sidney is kneeling next to his bath tub, leaning over to not get any water on him and his clothes. He squeezes more banana body wash into his hand and scrubs on Bubby's big tummy. "Are you guys have fun?"
"No," Patrick says flatly; he is sitting on the closed toilet.
Sidney turns to his bored sidekick. "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to them." He goes back scrubbing his big stuffed gorilla.
"Dude, how long does it take to wash some stuffed animals?" Patrick places his elbow on the granite countertop with his fist on his jaw.
"They are not some stuffed animals, they are Bubby and Bubby Jr.! And hey, I gotta clean 'em well or else they'll leave to find another owner."
"Like as if they can walk alone, man."
"You don't know what they can do!" Sidney stands up and grabs the shower head, spraying water at Bubby.
"I'm gonna talk to Nemo, dude." Patrick presses a button on his intercom.
"Okay, that's fine. Now it's your turn, Bubby Jr.! Hold your breath!" Sidney dips Bubby Jr. into the tub filled with water and soap.
"Nemo, man? Antti? Why aren't you picking up, dude?" Patrick jabs his finger at a button, trying to contact Antti. "This is not good..."
"What's not good?" Sidney asks his hand.
"Nemo man's not pickin' up, dude."
"But he always answers!"
"Man, not this time...I'll try to track 'im down to see where he's at, dude." Patrick presses a few buttons on his intercom, looking at the screen. "Okay, man, I got him down... He's at--" He gasps. "Sidney, he's at Detroit!"
"Detroit‽ What is he doing over there?" Sidney turns to Patrick with wide eyes.
"I dunno! The only reason I could think of why he's there is because of...Jimmy, man! Dude, We gotta go check on 'im!"
"But Bubby Jr.'s not finished with his bath!"
"Man, who cares! Gorillas can wait, Nemo dude can't! Let's go!" Patrick shoots up to his feet and grabs Sidney's wrist, which was covered with soap and water. "Take us to Detroit!"
They disappear from the bathroom, stumbling into the middle of a hallway in the EHP HQs.
"Okay, this is good, man. Let's go find Nemo dude, now..." Patrick walks down the hallway, shouting Antti's name loudly.
"What if Jimmy finds us and captures us?" Sidney asks worriedly.
"Man, don't think like that. Let's grab Nemo and get outta here--"
Splashing and yelling from a nearby room cuts into Patrick's sentence.
"That sounds like..."
"...Nemo!" Patrick finishes. "Let's follow his voice, dude! Don't worry, Nemo man, we're comin' for you!" He sprints down the hallway with Sidney behind him, following Antti's cries for help. They finally find the room he's in, but the door is closed.
Patrick grabs the golden knob and tries to turn it, but it's stuck. "Dang it, dude! It's locked!" He tries again. "It's stuck!"
"Let me try!" Sidney tries to open the door, but his hand just slips off of the smooth surface. "Soap..."
"Oh man, oh man, oh man..." Patrick scratches his head, thinking hard of how to get into the room; he gets an idea. "Dude, wait, hold up, let me see if I have one..." He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a short arrow. "Yes! Thank God I bring one of these around even though I have no powers, man!" He presses a button on the tip, that is flat since it wasn't built to stab surfaces, but to... "Sid dude, stand back, I'm gonna burst this door open, man!" He sticks the arrow's tip on to the door and runs backwards with Sid far away.
The arrow's beeps start getting more intensified and faster until it makes a whirling sound, letting the door explode.
"Nemo, noooo!" Sidney gets up and runs through the gray smoke; Patrick follows him into the room.
They turn to their left, seeing Antti in a tube with water up to his chin, struggling to keep up above the floor.
"You got more of those explosive arrows on you?" Sidney asks.
"Dude, we don't need those." Patrick runs over to a control panel that is on the wall behind the tube, pressing a few buttons.
The water in the tube starts draining, leaving Antti drenched. Then the glass slides down, letting Antti step down onto the dry ground.
"Thank you, guys!" Antti says with a sigh of relief.
They hear an evil laugh behind them; they turn around, seeing Jimmy in front of the blown up entrance with his arms crossed, laughing insanely. "You'd think I'll let you guys escape that easily?"
"Yes!" Sidney says sternly Take us to Pi--"
Jimmy strikes Sidney with ice powers, trapping him in an big ice cube. He laughs again. "Well look at that, Crosby! Did you ever think you'll get stuck in your own powers‽"
"Man, did you know we can fight back‽" Patrick grabs another explosive arrow from his pocket, ready to throw it at Jimmy.
"Yes, I know that very well and I know another thing--" Jimmy extends his arm across the room, grabbing Patrick and pulling him back to him. "--you always lose in your fights!" And with superhuman strength, he punches the poor spy, thrusting him onto the ground in front of him.
Antti looks at his helpless sidekicks with trepidation. "Oh no..."
"Oh yes... Now let's see how I can finish you off..." Jimmy rubs his pointy chin. "What about with your powers? Hm?"
"Please don't..."
"Oh, I think it's a lovely idea!" Jimmy flashes an evil grin, conjuring a water in his hands. "Good bye...Niemi." He blasts water towards Antti.
"NOOOOO!!!" Patrick jumps up to his feet taking in the blast instead of Antti; He falls back onto the ground.
"Patrick, no!" Antti extends his hand out towards his spy.
"Okay, now that, Patrick, was a useless move, so we can just continue with your doom." Jimmy tries to make water in his hands, but nothing happens. "What? My water powers! They're-they're gone! What is this‽"
Antti lets out a sigh of relief.
"Oh well, I gotta find another way to get rid of you..." Jimmy narrows his gray eyes at Antti.
Antti just shrugs.
Suddenly, Patrick stands up sluggishly, wondering around the room erratically like as if he drank too much.
Everyone is looking at him weirdly, even Sidney, who can only move his eyes.
"Whoa, dude, I feel so weird, man...like as if I'm gonna--" Suddenly a huge blast of water comes out of Patrick, hitting Jimmy.
The force of the water is so strong, Jimmy flew out of the room, smashing into other rooms in front of the room he was just in.
"Oh man..." Patrick closes his eyes and collapsed into Antti's arms.
"Patrick!" Antti shouts. "Patrick! Are you okay?" He feels Patrick's forearm. "Ohmygosh, he's cold!" He looks at Sidney, who was still in his ice cube. "Don't worry, Sidney, I'll getcha out!" Antti places Patrick on the floor gently and runs over to the corner of the room, where an ax is leaning on the wall. He grabs it and swings it at the ice, freeing Sidney out.
"Brrrr..." Sidney is shaking, hugging himself. "I'm so cold!! And wet!!!" He looks down at Patrick. "What happened to Patrick?"
"I don't know." Antti places the ax back into its place. "I gotta take him to Gorman to see if he's fine..." He stops talking. "Oh no...Jonathan made him disappear!" He looks down at Patrick, who looks dead. "That means on thing: I gotta confront Jonathan. Again."
"Let's just hope that he's not evil." Sidney grabs Antti's and Patrick's hands. "Take us to...to..."
"Take us to Ottawa!" Antti shouts.
Then they disappear.

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