AAOOOSC! Playoffs

The sliding bar door closes with a ringing BANG! as Bernier flings it. Jonathan is on the other side, sitting on the cold, hard ground with his elbows on his folded knees and his hands on his jaw.
"You've been very bad, Mr. Quick." Bernier wags a finger at him. "Learn your lesson now!" He pulls out a maple leaf cookie and takes a bite out of it as he strolls out of the room.
"What have I done...?" Jonathan groans and stuffs his hands in his arms.
"It's all my fault," a familiar voice tells Jonathan.
Jonathan turns to his right, seeing Jimmy sitting in the cell next to him. "Jimmy? What are you doing here?"
"All my powers are gone and the NHL Police caught me."
"But-but do you even know what I'm talking about?"
"Yes. Your unexplained, unexpected evilness. That's all my fault."
"How?"
"Because I had so many powers that and I couldn't control them all. So some would slip out of me with me not realizing until I tried to use them, but then I found out that they went off their own way. But they would come back to me. I figured out that you being evil was actually me inside of you. I was controlling you when you were evil."
Jonathan has a horrified. "How?"
"By telepathy. My plan was to become the Master of the GHP so that I could take over the NHL through the society. That's why you wanted to become the Master--because you were me. At first, I didn't get why I was losing my telepathic powers so frequently, but then I found out that it was coming to you, turning you into me."
"How did you know it was coming to me."
"Hey, I wanted to know where my telepathy was--those are awesome powers. And I was able to teleport, so yes, I was controlling you. But do you understand how it's all my fault?"
"Yea... So that means now that you lost your powers, I can go back to the GHP because I can never turn evil again! Right?" Jonathan looks at Jimmy with an excited look.
"That's right." Jimmy nods his head slowly.
"I need to redeem myself! I need to tell Niemi that I'm fine!" Jonathan rushes up the bars and starts rattling them back and forth. "Bernier! Jonathan! Bernier! Bernier!!!"
Bernier walks back into the dark room. "What now?" He munches on a cookie.
"Can you grab Niemi for me?"
"Who's 'Niemi'? Bernier stuffs the rest of the cookie in his mouth.
"Antti Niemi! Can you bring 'im to me, please?"
"If he wants to talk to you. I'll go check." Bernier walks out, pulling out another cookie from his pocket.
A few minutes later, Bernier comes back, now drinking a bottle of maple syrup. "He'll see you. C'mon, I'll bring 'im to you." He starts unlocking the barred, metal door with a key. "Now don't you go escaping on me now 'cause I'll make you more sticky than a bottle of maple syrup!" He pushes the door out of the way and grabs Jonathan's wrist, leading him out of the room into a white-walled, green-tiled hallway. He then brings Jonathan to the visiting room.
Jonathan sits down on chair; in front of him is a glass wall, where he was able to see the other side clearly.
Antti then comes into view, standing behind the glass wall.
"Well, I'll leave you two be!" Bernier walks off, chugging the rest of the bottle down.
The two goalies exchange looks awkwardly. "Why did you bring me here?" Antti asks.
"I know the reason why I'm turned evil--"
"Look, Jonathan, what you done is done and there's no way to get yourself back to normal. You're outta the GHP for life. I'm sorry, but I gave you a second chance and you blew it. I can't give you another one."
"Please, Niemi, just listen to me! I will not turn evil anymore, I promise! Those days are over! Jimmy was the one behind all of my evilness because he had telepathy. He used me to get to you! To the GHP! It was not me who was making things worse, it was Jimmy!"
Antti just stands there, thinking. "I'm sorry, Jonny, but I can't let you back in."
"Please...! Just...one...more...chance..." Jonny waves his interlaced hands in the air.
"No. I'm not gonna be easy to persuade. No." Antti shakes his head.
"Look, I understand what you're talking about, but you're making a mistake here-- I'm not evil anymore--!"
"But you are gonna turn evil soon!" Antti cuts off harshly. "I know you, Quick! You can't contain! And you never will! I learned my lesson and I won't make the same mistake!"
"What Jonny's sayin' is the truth."
Jonathan turns around while Antti looks ahead, seeing Jimmy next to Cam.
"Jimmy?" Antti makes a confused look.
"Yea, yea, look at me! I'm now some prisoner taking care of a dog."
"A dog?" Jonathan asks.
"Yea. Nacnud." Jimmy raises a basset hound who is asleep in the air.
"And how did you get that name?"
"That's what I keep asking him," Cam tells Jonathan.
"I'm not tellin' you how. Non of ya guys. But Niemi--" Jimmy looks at Antti. "It was my fault that Jonny turned all evil. I couldn't control all of those powers, so sometimes my telepathic powers when out, influencing Jonathan's behavior, meaning that it made him turn evil. And when he was evil, it wasn't him doing the actions, it was me. So practically, I shipped Gorman and you to Paris." Jimmy winks and then turns to Cam. "Let's go outside and give this pup a walk before it's dark." He holds up Nacnud up in the air a bit.
"I think it's too late--he's asleep."
"Bah, let's go still. He'll wake up when he sees the squirrels."
"Good luck seeing while sleeping!" Cam escorts Jimmy out of the visiting room section.
"Ah, you know what I mean!" Jimmy snaps. "The outside'll wake him up!"
"Or your yelling'll wake him up..."
Their voices faded as they exited the building.
"So please?" Jonathan looks at Antti with big, begging eyes.
"No." And like that, Antti turns around and walks out of the building as well.

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