Evelyna’s POV

The Chicago Blackhawks were coming to the American Airlines Center! That meant that Patrick Kane and Jonathan Toews were coming to Dallas! (Kaner’s not injured for this, no way! He got zapped by a magician and healed inhumanly.)

I was finishing up messing around with my technical equipment in the JumboTron room. By now, I was completely comfortable and knowledgeable with my duties at the American Airlines Center. Tonight I was in charge of running all the JumboTron effects and videos and all. I was super excited.

As I pushed the final warmup button for the machines that worked the large screen, Val crept in and threw his arms around me, positioning his hands over my eyes. He tried his best to disguise his voice, but given he was a Russian...that was impossible for him to do. I played along with it though. “Guess who?”

“Uh...let’s see here, Tyler?”

“No.” He chuckled lightly.

“Jamie?”

“No.”

“Well then...it’s gotta be…” I thought as I spun around, grabbing his arms at the wrists and removing his hands from over my eyes. “Valeri.”

He stood there beaming largely. I stood up on my tiptoes and pecked him on the lips. “I got you.”

“Yes, yes you did. I had no idea it was you.” I laughed.

“What are you doing up here? Shouldn’t you be with your teammates on the ice practicing still and warming up.”

“I good, besides, I have surprise for you.”

“After what happened on Tuesday, what more surprises could you have?”

He only grinned and snatched my hand into his. I didn’t have time to take off the headset and mic around my neck as he led me down to the locker rooms. I could only guess at what he had planned...but I didn’t know it would be, probably one of the best surprises and gifts I could ever receive.

As we passed by the Dallas locker room, I spotted four other people standing together. Two of them were Jamie and Tyler, who wore smiles on their faces. The other two...I recognized as...Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane.

“Oh my God, Val!!!!” I screamed, instantly covering my mouth with one hand. I was star-struck. And for once, they actually looked well-groomed and handsomely. I was planning to use the “kiss cam” on them for kicks and giggles, but this...this was amazing.

Tyler and Jamie spotted us coming toward them. Tyler had an arm resting on Patrick’s shoulder. The blond was only slightly amused at that.

“So, you’re a massive “Kazer” fan, huh?” Jonathan questioned, raising an eyebrow and trying hard to avoid smiling. I nodded, unable to find words to speak at the moment. “Well, we also hear you are a writer…”

“...one of those fanfiction writers,” Patrick finished.

OH MY GOD!! Was this reality?? I blinked a few times and then finally I felt the courage to speak. “That’s right, I’m just such a big Kazer fan and come on, you two are always together. You may be more like brothers, but I’m one of those who senses something sexual going on. Like Jamie and Tyler.”

“Hey!” Jamie gasped.

“Yeah, watch it!” Tyler added on.

“Oh please, Tyler, you know you’d totally bang Jamie, if you could.”

“Uh, no.” Tyler and Jamie shared a look with one another with expressions that read, “I promise I’d never do that to you, friend.”

“Alright, Evelyna, watch it. You turn Blackhawks against you if you speak like that. Be nice,” Val scolded, putting a hand on my shoulder.

He was right. I apologized to them.

“Hey, it’s alright. Trust me, you aren’t the only one who thinks we’re a couple. But you’re name is Evelyna, right? Any relation to EvelynaKitty?”

I responded with a smirk and winked. “Again, I do have to say what a couple you both would make together.”

“Well Patrick and I are very straight men…”

“At least Jonny claims that.”

“Kaner, don’t start with me.”

Kazer was fighting in front of me like a married couple! This was awesome. I just had to find the right moment and pull an “accident.” I wasn’t a villain, but I had to see them actually kiss, it would make my life complete. Then I hatched an idea.

“Tyler,” I whispered, flexing my finger at him in a signal.

He came over to me. “What?”

“Want a good laugh and something for the ice tonight?” I murmured to him as Jonathan and Patrick butted heads. Perfect.

“Fine. What?”

That was enough for me. I shoved him backward at Patrick, yelling, “I thought I already expressed before that you can’t kiss me, Tyler Seguin!”

The shocked Star bumped into Patrick, who fell into Jonathan with a gasp. I whipped out my phone and snapped a picture just in time as the blond’s lips collided with the brunette’s. Holy crap, it had worked! I quickly shoved my phone away once more and shook my head at Tyler, who was muttering to himself.

“I didn’t kiss you, woman. Gosh, what did you want me to do?”

“I’ll-uh--” Okay, I saw Jonathan and Patrick still locked together. Jonathan was staring at Patrick, who was blushing deep red. “Oh God, give me a sec, Seggyboo!” I withdrew my phone out and snapped some more photos. The two were frozen, unsure what to do and they weren’t - for some reason that was probably based on love - moving.

Tyler rolled his eyes and looked at Jamie and Val, who were in shock. “Figures, I’m the guinea pig in her scheme to get a Kazer kiss image. Fangirls!”

Jonathan finally pulled back, staring at Patrick in shock. “Uh, that was kinda nice.”

Patrick touched his curly blond locks. “Yeah. It actually was.”

Jonathan lifted his arm up and brushed away a loose curl. “It was bothering me...Patrick, you’re eyes are so blue...and sparkly...I never realized how gorgeous they actually were.” The Captain of the Blackhawks leaned down again as his hands grabbed Patrick’s face on either side and he pressed his lips once more against Patrick’s.

I was filming all of this. What a precious moment. What a Kazer moment. Were they acting? Was this still reality? Had I zoned out and was daydreaming? What was going on?

“Kaner, you know what, let’s be together.”

“You mean it Jonny? It’s about time! I knew you’d finally agree! girls are too much of a hassle,” the blond shot me a look. “You’re my real one true love.”

“Oh...my...gosh…” I whispered as I continued holding the phone on them. I was shaking a little bit with excitement. This was totally going on Youtube.

After a little bit of tenderness, they broke apart, wiping their faces with disgusted looks. I made to stop the recording, but ended up catching part of their fight.

“You didn’t need to use your tongue,” Patrick complained, wiping his mouth. “Disgusting, Jonny.”

“I needed to make it look real, shut up Kaner,” Jonathan retorted. “Was that good enough for you? Now, go ahead and post that up and satisfy all of you Kazer fans. But really, Kaner and I are just close friends or brothers.”

“Nothing sexual happening, unless Jonny uses his tongue to make a point.”

“Let it go, Kaner. Let it go.”

“Thank you both. Oh my gosh, I will cherish these pictures and this video forever. And, I promise not to bug you about it and keep it to myself and the fanfic world...but...you both are amazing.”

“Anything for the fans. But we won’t be doing that again anytime soon. I may need to stay away from Jonny for a little bit.”

“Understandable when he stuck his tongue into your mouth!” I joked.

Jonathan and Patrick doubled over in disgust.

“Alright Evelyna, that enough. Let not ruin Kazer. Okay? You Kazer fan, not evil villain.”

“I’m not being mean Val, I’m just stating that if they were to be homosexual and actually hook up, it would be adorable and if anyone was opposed, I’d fight for them. Look at them, tell me they wouldn’t be a really cute couple? Tell me you couldn’t not see Jonny coming to the rescue of Patrick, who’s been kidnapped by Avery?”

“Sean Avery?” Patrick questioned. “He’s retired and not a threat.”

“Or Pronger?”

“Chris Pronger, seriously. See, I knew that stupid vanishing puck thing would remain with me forever.” Patrick folded his arms and hung his head on his chest.

“And because of it, Chicago won the Stanley Cup thanks to you!” Jonathan said, slapping Patrick’s arm.

“Exactly! But seriously guys, Jonny’s Patrick’s hero!”

“And vice-a-versa, like Jamie and I,” Tyler stated, winking to Jamie, who groaned.

“Don’t drag me into this, but I see your point, Eve.” The Dallas Captain walked over and stood behind Jonathan and Patrick. He put his arms around them both and said, “Don’t be embarrassed, Kazer is your strength...and also your weakness.”

“Jamie Randolph Benn, you’d better not, we’ll use - what is it you called Jamie and Tyler…?” Jonathan snapped, looking at me.

“Bennguin. Or Bacon.”

“Yeah, we’ll use Bacon against you!” the Blackhawk leader said, with a grin.

“Bring it on the ice then Jonny Boy,” Jamie playfully remarked.

“Keep your head up Segs, Carcillo’s gonna destroy you!” Jonathan continued.

“You wish!” Tyler spat back and then smirked. “Maybe tonight I’ll finally fight Kaner!”

“You can try, but you just don’t have my backhander skills! There’s only one Patrick Kane and that would be me!”

“And you don’t have my wicked slapshot. There’s only one Tyler Seguin and that would be me!”

Tyler and Patrick butted heads now. Jamie and Jonathan watched them. Val stood to the side, awkwardly.

“Alright, alright, let’s save it for the ice, boys. Tyler, Patrick, I’d love to see you fight, but personally, I don’t think either of you have the balls.” I glowered at them.

And that’s how Valeri Nichushkin introduced me to Kazer. At first, yeah, I was shocked and star-stuck, but how different was it from when I’d met Tyler Seguin, Jamie Benn and Val. And I had to get some Kazer moments.

The one thing I hadn’t counted on, was how nice the two Blackhawks really were. Hockey players were one of kind. They did things for fans that I’d never consider doing. If they were called upon to act, they’d do it. If they were told to go read a book to little kids, they’d do it. That was just what made them awesome.

And what Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane did for me that day, I’d never forget. Chicago was truly lucky to have them both and...I was happy to know that they both enjoyed reading the fanfictions about them, often laughing at how other people - including me - portrayed them. And they said that the fanfictions gave the players great ways to chirp each other and keep things fun and energetic on the ice and in the locker room.

Yes, Val was the best boyfriend ever and another example of what hockey players were willing to do for others.

****

The game was about to begin. I’d warned Jonathan and Patrick that I was still going to get the “kiss cam” on them. They said, “Do it.” But as long as I also did Brent Seabrook and Patrick Sharp. It had to be some kind of revenge against Sharpie. That prankster. I agreed.

So the game began below, after I successfully conducted the JumboTron pre-game effects with my crew. And then Jamie Benn lined up across from Jonathan Toews for the drop of the puck at center ice. The first face-off of the game. I stood eagerly, watching the two men who looked up at the ref, ready for the start.

And then...it was dropped and the game began. Dallas vs Chicago, game number seven in their regular season bouts.

Jonathan won the face-off of course. He sent the puck back to his d-men as he tangled with Jamie, who chirped him about kissing Patrick Kane before the game.

“Come on Jamie, not now. You know it won’t work,” Jonathan retorted.

The Blackhawks came out strong against the Stars but couldn’t get a break or any goals. Then bad things happened to Chicago, starting with Eaves scoring. It wasn’t the penalties that were killing the Hawks, it was themselves. From my nest, I spotted Jonathan irate on the bench. He was yelling at his teammates.

Patrick skated over to the bench and there was an awkward communication that occurred between them. It was silent but most likely about earlier...and the kiss. The blond removed his helmet and shook his hair out. I could see that Jonathan was staring at him, blinking.

“HEY TOEWS!! WHY DON’T YOU KISS KANER, MAYBE YOU CAN SCORE BETTER THAT WAY!!” Roussel. Antoine Roussel.

Patrick spun around and wrinkled his nose at the guy.

“How about I take a run at your face?” Andrew Shaw snapped back. “Leave ‘em alone! They were set up by some chick.”

I smirked as I overheard that coming from the mic. I knew what was going on...and then Tyler Seguin scored. Being a natural born Chicago fan but also a Dallas fan, I should have been happy...but it was Tyler. I shook my head as he showed off. Typical Seguin. He mashed together with his linemates including Jamie and Val.

I wondered if Val would score. He had his shocking sophomore collection of goals at 25. He wasn’t suffering from the awful sophomore jinx of star rookies. And he was a big name in the NHL.

The first period came to end quickly with the Stars taking over the power and the game and the score remained 2-0, Stars. Soon the second period began and the Stars came out firing and strong. Val had a ton of shots, set up by Jamie and Tyler. Jonathan and Patrick found themselves stuck back together on a line, much to their dismay.

Toward the end of the second period, the score still the same, the Blackhawks swung the power back in their favor and generated more chances. There was an odd man rush with Patrick and a breakaway from Jonathan and then a two on one featuring the two stars on the same line. They didn’t appear to be phased by their kiss but Patrick missed a wide open net and fanned on a pass from Jonathan.

Still the Stars and the Blackhawks were lucky to get out of the second period with the score still in tact.

Eventually the second intermission came and went and the third period began. The Stars needed to hang on and as much as I loved the Hawks, I knew I had to root for Dallas, because they needed to get to the playoffs. Chicago was in for sure but Dallas was on the outside looking in.

At the start of the third period, Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane found themselves stuck back together again. Things spiraled out of control once more for the Blackhawks as Shawn Horcoff tipped in an Alex Goligoski shot.

Brandon Saad got a penalty shot but hesitated at the last minute as he aimed for the five-hole. Jonathan and Patrick shared a look and shook their heads.

“If that was me,” the mic picked up Patrick’s grumble.

“Keep it in your pants Kaner,” Jonathan hissed, before jumping over the bench onto the ice.

Patrick folded his arms and looked up at the JumboTron.

The game continued on, after Brandon missed the penalty shot. Soon, Jason Spezza got a fourth goal for the Stars. The goalie was on fire; Kari Lehtonen was having a night to remember. It was amazing but I felt for the poor Hawks. They just didn’t show up tonight and it was evident, and while Dallas hadn’t played perfectly either, they’d managed to shut down the Hawks.

In my mind, I could see all of my least favorite players rubbing their hands with glee at this. I leaned over to the window of the booth where I was working at and stared down at the ice. I’d done this. It had to be me, I’d killed the Hawks...I’d taken out their power source: the twins. Jonathan and Patrick had their heads hung low and were gaping at the horror of what was happening to them.

If I hadn’t had teased them so much before the game…

And then, Jonathan raised his head up and I saw that passion in his eyes. He tapped Patrick’s leg and they rose up and took the ice. As the clock winded down in the third, at least they could have one last chance to right things. Jonathan won the face-off and darted forward, through the Dallas Star, who was shocked. Patrick sped forward, joining him.

The two of them created a 2-on-1 and Patrick spun around doing his “showtime” moves. I felt my mouth open up and I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. Jonathan send the most clear and beautiful pass to the spinning blond, who got it perfectly and chipped it up and over the glove and into the net.

And that folks was what astounded me about the two...and Patrick Kane’s deadly backhanders...woof! If Val could have Patrick’s hands...I’d probably die a little. Patrick and Jonathan smashed together for a celebration.

Though it was too little too late, that goal was amazing and classic Kaner. That whole sequence was classic Kazer, it was something I had always longed to see live...and now I had. Not only had I gotten Kazer before the game with the kiss and all that, but now I’d seen Kazer magic on the ice!

And Dallas was winning. But there was still two minutes left to go. If the hockey gods were nice to me, there’d be a fourth awesome thing. And sure enough, I was super lucky. To top off the evening, Tyler and Jamie made sure to get my Baby Russian the puck and Chicago seemed to let him have it easy. I watched as Valeri Nichushkin drove the net and tricked out Corey Crawford.

5-1, Dallas thanks to the Russian Bacon Line - as I called them!

Notes

I'd totally do this. I so would make Kazer kiss, but I'd make sure to do it well before a game and not have it be so bad that it affects their game, but hey...I doubt it would, as they are professionals.
But it is 100% true hockey players cater to the fans. And I believe that they are the only sport who does it. You don't hear too much about this happening with the MLB or NBA or even NFL...I'm not saying football is bad and that all football players do it, but most of them aren't like NHL players.
The NHL is definitely the league that is the best!
And whenever Val wants to be strong and actually return to his team, they're ready for and wanting him!! Come home to Dallas, Baby Russian, the Stars miss you!!
And Chicago (and Jonny) miss you, Kaner!!!! Jonny is sad without you...he misses you. He tries to cover it up, but it's not how he really feels. He cries himself to sleep at night. You've gotta return to him. Or at least, kiss him before games...tell him "good luck" and "go get 'em Jonny." LOVE HIM!!!!
Okay...before this gets anymore out of hand,


Next up: Val, I'd like you to meet Arrow Hawk, he's your hero form!