One-Shots (2014-2015 Season)
Black Magic
“Get your boy on his knees
And repeat after me, say...
Take a sip of my secret potion,
I'll make you fall in love.
For a spell that can't be broken,
One drop should be enough.
Boy, you belong to me,
I got the recipe
And it's called black magic
(and it's called black magic)
Take a sip of my secret potion,
One taste and you'll be mine.
It's a spell that can't be broken
It'll keep you up all night
Boy, you belong to me,
I got the recipe
And it's called black magic
(and it's called black magic)”
The clock wound down in the third period with half a minute remaining in the game. I was sitting in the seats behind the boards at Amalie Arena. I found that I could not take my eyes off of the young Russian winger for the Dallas Stars. I smiled and leaned forward in my seat, sighing.
“I want you as mine, you Baby Russian!” I whispered to myself.
Luckily no one was paying attention to me and there were few people around, so I raised my hand up and produced black dust from my palm. I looked back at the ice and threw my hand out in the direction of the Russian player as he skated by. I saw him look toward me and I guided the black magic toward him. I saw it filter into him and I smirked, standing up in my seat.
The player, number 43, spun on his skates and looked at me now. I produced the black dust in my fingers again and nodded. He made a beeline for the bench and then hopped into the crowd, throwing his stick and gloves behind him. As he moved through the seats toward me, he removed his helmet and threw it toward the ice.
“Val! Val!” his teammates and coach called out but I knew that he didn’t hear them. I had him under a spell anyway. A love spell. Black magic.
Val reached me and cupped his hands around my face, looking down at me. I blinked, causing my eyes to glow a bright emerald green color. He spoke to me in Russian and then blink, his eyes turning a gorgeous deep sapphire blue color.
I returned his Russian and then wrapped my arms around him as he pressed his lips to mine. We eventually broke apart, smiling at one another and then Val scooped me up into his arms and carried me back to the ice.
We got to the ice and he led me onto the surface, under the arena lighting. I spotted Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn in the bench, shocked and bewildered by what was going on. The rest of the Dallas Stars and Tampa Bay Lightning players were shocked. No one knew what to do.
Exactly as I had planned it out.
Val set me down on the ice and then I whipped up some of my black magic dust and drew myself a pair of ice skates. Then Val grabbed my hand and we skated around the ice rink. I snapped my fingers and cause the arena to play a song called “Black Magic” by Little Mix. I’d recently come across the song and thought it fit me (and what I wanted to do with Val) perfectly.
Val led me around the outer length of the arena like we were a couple of ice dancers. As we rounded the rink, I waved my hand around and changed my outfit into a pretty Victory Green colored figure skater dress. I smiled and then I felt his hands grip me around the waist and before I knew it, I was launched into the air and onto his shoulders before we spun in a circle at center ice.
I landed back on the ice and shot some of the black dust at Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn in the Dallas bench. And then I aimed at Tyler Johnson and Vladislav Namestnikov in the Tampa bench. I skidded to a halt and twirled in a circle, before I skated hard at Val, who poised in a ready position. The four players hopped the bench and skated over loyally.
I jumped at him and he caught me and spun around as he twirled around with me in his hands. Tyler, Jamie, Vlad and TJ grabbed hands and circled around us. I lifted my hands up and now aimed the black magic at random people in the crowd, who I actually recognized and knew. I spotted some of my friends from Tumblr and they were shocked by the sight.
Slowly, the music faded away and then I felt myself being set down. Val kissed me on the lips and then I found myself back in my chair, in my regular outfit, staring at the ice. I shrugged, sighed and raced out of the arena, humming “Take a sip of my secret potion, I’ll make you fall in love, for a spell that can’t be broken, one drop should be enough, boy you belong to me, I got the recipe and it’s called black magic.”
And repeat after me, say...
Take a sip of my secret potion,
I'll make you fall in love.
For a spell that can't be broken,
One drop should be enough.
Boy, you belong to me,
I got the recipe
And it's called black magic
(and it's called black magic)
Take a sip of my secret potion,
One taste and you'll be mine.
It's a spell that can't be broken
It'll keep you up all night
Boy, you belong to me,
I got the recipe
And it's called black magic
(and it's called black magic)”
The clock wound down in the third period with half a minute remaining in the game. I was sitting in the seats behind the boards at Amalie Arena. I found that I could not take my eyes off of the young Russian winger for the Dallas Stars. I smiled and leaned forward in my seat, sighing.
“I want you as mine, you Baby Russian!” I whispered to myself.
Luckily no one was paying attention to me and there were few people around, so I raised my hand up and produced black dust from my palm. I looked back at the ice and threw my hand out in the direction of the Russian player as he skated by. I saw him look toward me and I guided the black magic toward him. I saw it filter into him and I smirked, standing up in my seat.
The player, number 43, spun on his skates and looked at me now. I produced the black dust in my fingers again and nodded. He made a beeline for the bench and then hopped into the crowd, throwing his stick and gloves behind him. As he moved through the seats toward me, he removed his helmet and threw it toward the ice.
“Val! Val!” his teammates and coach called out but I knew that he didn’t hear them. I had him under a spell anyway. A love spell. Black magic.
Val reached me and cupped his hands around my face, looking down at me. I blinked, causing my eyes to glow a bright emerald green color. He spoke to me in Russian and then blink, his eyes turning a gorgeous deep sapphire blue color.
I returned his Russian and then wrapped my arms around him as he pressed his lips to mine. We eventually broke apart, smiling at one another and then Val scooped me up into his arms and carried me back to the ice.
We got to the ice and he led me onto the surface, under the arena lighting. I spotted Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn in the bench, shocked and bewildered by what was going on. The rest of the Dallas Stars and Tampa Bay Lightning players were shocked. No one knew what to do.
Exactly as I had planned it out.
Val set me down on the ice and then I whipped up some of my black magic dust and drew myself a pair of ice skates. Then Val grabbed my hand and we skated around the ice rink. I snapped my fingers and cause the arena to play a song called “Black Magic” by Little Mix. I’d recently come across the song and thought it fit me (and what I wanted to do with Val) perfectly.
Val led me around the outer length of the arena like we were a couple of ice dancers. As we rounded the rink, I waved my hand around and changed my outfit into a pretty Victory Green colored figure skater dress. I smiled and then I felt his hands grip me around the waist and before I knew it, I was launched into the air and onto his shoulders before we spun in a circle at center ice.
I landed back on the ice and shot some of the black dust at Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn in the Dallas bench. And then I aimed at Tyler Johnson and Vladislav Namestnikov in the Tampa bench. I skidded to a halt and twirled in a circle, before I skated hard at Val, who poised in a ready position. The four players hopped the bench and skated over loyally.
I jumped at him and he caught me and spun around as he twirled around with me in his hands. Tyler, Jamie, Vlad and TJ grabbed hands and circled around us. I lifted my hands up and now aimed the black magic at random people in the crowd, who I actually recognized and knew. I spotted some of my friends from Tumblr and they were shocked by the sight.
Slowly, the music faded away and then I felt myself being set down. Val kissed me on the lips and then I found myself back in my chair, in my regular outfit, staring at the ice. I shrugged, sighed and raced out of the arena, humming “Take a sip of my secret potion, I’ll make you fall in love, for a spell that can’t be broken, one drop should be enough, boy you belong to me, I got the recipe and it’s called black magic.”
Notes
This is the result of listening to a song past 12 midnight and thinking, "hey, I'd love to put a love spell on Val." :P
So....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MkElfR_NPBI - Here's the music video for the song.
And if you're so inclined...here's the lyrics for the song: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/littlemix/blackmagic.html
These will run until the start of next season. So I'm thinking until the week before Pre-Season in September. I might get something from a dream or on Tumblr or from the Blackhawks Convention... ;)
6/27/15