AAOOOSC!: The Mission

The next morning in the EHP HQs, Kari down the hallway of the first floor with Ryan, heading towards a room.
The room is a small, bright room with white walls. There is a window on the wall that is on the other side of the room from the entrance, letting in lots of sunlight. In front of the window is a brown desk and on the side walls are black shelves that are empty. On the desk is a pet cage.
In that pet cage is Brad.
“Ooh là là, how did I get into this situation?” he asked himself, sitting in the dark cage, scratching his furry chin. “I’m in a cage! A cage for animals!!! I’m not an animal!” He looks up at the dark top of the cage with a frown. “I might look like one…but I’m not one! I’m Brad Marchand, left wing of the Boston Bruins! Ugh…” He slumps in the back of the cage. “How am I gonna escape! I’m gonna die in here! I have to figure out a plan… Hmmm…” He thinks hard for a moment. “Ahhh…I think I have one… Ooo, yes, that’ll be good! So I can pretend that I’m an ordinary honey badger and when a bad guy comes and tries to inspect me, they’ll find out that I’m not Brad and they’ll throw me out and I’ll be free! Yes, I shall do that!” Brad gets into the best regular honey badger mode he could get into, which is pretending to be sleeping.
The door opens a few minutes later and two people enter the room.
“The honey badger’s in there,” Brad hears Ryan say.
“The one that sounds like Marchand?” Kari’s voice rings in the air.
“Yup…that badger.”
“Okay, I’ll take it from here; you can leave.”
Footsteps echo in the room and the door slams shut.
Brad senses someone coming towards him; he stays as still as possible. He then feels the cage shake as Kari is fumbling with the lock, unlocking the cage and opening it up.
“Hello, Marchand…!” Brad can hear Kari sing-song into his cage. “Are you sleeping?”
Time to act like an ordinary honey badger, Brad thinks to himself. He then begins to blink his eyes open and turn his gaze at Kari, whose face was practically taking up the opening of the cage. He just stares at the villain with huge eyes, trying to give the impression that he doesn’t know where he’s at and is afraid.
“Can you talk?” Kari asks.
Brad just continues staring at the Finn.
Kari groans, then straightens up, so now the badger could see Kari’s black dress pants. A pair of hands then extend into the cage, grabbing the badger.
Brad begins to fidget, hating the feeling of being carried. He then is taken out from the cage with the sunlight in the room almost blinding him. He then feels a hard surface on his paws, so he stands on four legs on it and the hands are removed from him.
He sits down and looks up at the blond man, trying to put the most terrified look on his face he can put on, despite the fact that he wants to tell the goalie not to touch him.
Kari looks down at him with his arms crossed. “Am I that intimidating?”
Brad shakes off his urge to shout at Kari, telling him to leave him alone, and continues looking at him with a frightened look.
“Well, I guess I am. That’s a good thing to know…especially if a pest like you is scared of me.” Kari smiles evilly and rounds the desk, so that Brad cannot see him.
Suddenly, Brad feels something sharp pinch in his back.
And next thing he knew, he was sitting on the top of the desk as his regular self, wearing his fighting suit.
Brad’s eyes light up as he looks down at himself. “I’m back to myself!”
Kari chuckles from behind him. “I knew you were trying to pretend that you were a regular no-good honey badger so that I could let you go. Tsk, tsk, tsk…” He shakes his head while walking back around the desk, facing the Bruin. “…too bad all that ‘acting’ went to waste.”
“One thing: do not carry me!”
Kari makes a confused look. “Since when did I carry you?”
“When you got me out of that cage. Duh.”
“Pftt, you were a honey badger!” He rolls his eyes. “Honey badgers are meant to be carried!”
“Not when I’m one!”
“That doesn’t matter anymore, Marchand. Now you're gonna do exactly what I'm gonna tell you to do."
Brad gawks at the Finn. "And what are you gonna do with me, exactly?"
"What else? Keep you in hostage."
"Nuh-uh, not today, goalie!" Brad jumps down from the desk and runs out of the room with super speed.
"Hey! No! Don't--!" Kari stops talking and races out of the room, looking around the main room for his hostage, who is no where to be found.
But Kari is able to find Tuukka Rask wondering around the room aimlessly.
Perfect, Kari thought to himself. He walks up to Tuukka with huge steps. "Tuukka!"
Tuukka perks up. "Mitä?" (What?)
"Tehdä minulle palveluksen." (Do me a favour).
"Ooo! Ja mikä se on?" (Ooo! And what is that?)
"Brad Marchand, teidän joukkuetoveri, on täällä ja hän on pakomatkalla. Sinun täytyy mennä etsimään hänet ja saada hänet minulle. Okei?" (Brad Marchand, your teammate, is here and he is on the run. I need you to go find him and get him for me. Okay?)
"Brad? Brad on täällä?" (Brad is here?)
"Kyllä, hän on täällä, nyt lopettaa pysähtymisen ja saada hänet!" (Yes, he is here, now quit stalling and get him!)
Brad appears in the room and stops next to Tuukka, panting. "Tuukka! You're here! Save me!" He holds onto the his team's goalie's arm for saftey.
"Uhhh..." Tuukka looks down at Brad with confusion.
"Viekää hänet," Kari growls, nodding towards little winger. (Get him)
Tuukka looks at Kari then back at Brad. "No." He pulls his teammate closer to him. "Tuukka don't want to get him. Tuukka want him to leave...and Tuukka leave you, too." He makes a stern look.
"Wha?" Kari makes a confused look. "Are you telling me that you're leaving the EHP?"
"Yes. You want NHL, but Tuukka don't. You have good guys lock up and hurt them, Tuukka don't like. Tuukka leave. Tuukka want Brad safe." Tuukka brushes past the Master of the EHP with Brad by him.
Kari is first flabbergasted, having a hard time to grasp the fact that Tuukka just bailed out from his society. But he's not going to let him slide out so easily.
Kari quickly turns on his heels and hovers above the ground; he then extends his hands out towards the two Bruins and blasts a bit light, only targeting Tuukka.
The light hits Tuukka, but it just makes him stop walking.
The dark-haired goalie turns around, facing the Master.
"You're not going anywhere, Tuukka...," Kari starts, "...no, no, no, you first have to go through me."
Tuukka frowns. "Fine." He rips his arm out from Brad's grasp and sets his gaze on his teammate. "Go. No wait for Tuukka."
"Wait, you're gonna fight--?"
"Go! Go be free. It's fine. Tuukka be fine." Tuukka smiles at him, then marches up to Kari.
Brad nods his head and runs out of the room before the fight started so that he wouldn't be stopped.
And he wasn't stopped; Brad makes it back to the GHP HQs safely thanks to his super speed.

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