AAOOOSC! Rivalry!

The sun is high and bright and the skies are pure blue with puffy clouds as the morning shines over the NWHL headquarters in Boston. Unlike the other day, the weather is greatly reflecting the mood of the people in the building.

In the meeting room, not only the four NWHL power players and their founder is there, but also the CWHL power players, their founder, and the lone power player of the former WWHL is there.

Dani is standing at the end of the conference table. Next to her is a lady much taller than her with straight, dark blond hair up in a bun, wearing a track jacket and sweatpants. This is Sami Jo Small, the founder of the CWHL.

“Congratulations, ladies:” Dani starts, “your leagues are now up and running again!”

Sitting around the conference table are the ten power players. They all shout with glee, high-fiving each other and pumping their fists in the air.

Sami turns to Dani with a surprised expression as the two leagues celebrate together. “I did not know that your group and my group could work together like this!”

“I’ve got to give credit to Jessica for the idea!” Dani peers down at Jessica, who is sitting right by her.

Jessica gives her a warm smile. “Anything to save our sport!”

Sami then faces the rest of the ladies, who are finishing up their cheering. “Since our societies are working together, what does this mean: GWHP or EWHP?”

Silence falls over the table as the power players give each other uncertain expressions.

Then Emily stands up, which does not make a massive difference of her height, and proclaims confidently: “We’re ALL the GWHP together!”

“Yay!!!” all the other power players respond happily.

“Yes!” Erica pumps her fist. “Nobody’s evil here!”

“The only evil one here is Matthews!” Dru states, holding up an index finger.

Everyone else agrees with nods and murmurs of accordance.

Nicole then gazes at the others from her usual spot. “Who’s headquarters should we use?”

“I like yours, to be honest,” Dru responds from across the table.

“Yeah!” Erica’s eyes light up as she gazes around the white, immaculate room. “It’s so pretty!”

“The lighting is really good here too!” Natalie exclaims with her eyes on a handheld mirror as she touches up her mascara.

Katie is next to Nicole, scrawling on a journal. “That sounds terrific.” She peers up at the visitors. “We’ll need to convey the database back hereabouts then.” She gives them a smirk.

Dru frowns with her eyes cast down. “Darn it. All that work for nothing.”

Sitting next to her, Emily pats her shoulder. “No worries, we went through lots of work trying to get it back.”

Near the end of the table, Hilary gazes at Julie, who is directly across from her. “Who would be the Master then?”

“I say Jessica should.” Julie faces the goalie, who is next to Hilary.

Jessica raises her thin eyebrows at her. “Really?”

Hilary’s eyes light up at the idea. “That’s a great idea! Yes!”

Julie peers up with her hands on her head, tapping into her telepathic abilities. “And everyone else agrees.”

The other power players and founders respond by nodding their heads with smiles.

Jessica smiles massively, placing a hand on her chest. “Thank you, guys. I am truly honored to be your Master of the GWHP.”

“You deserve it!” Nicole calls out to her from the same row with a thumbs up.

Dani then turns to Sami. “This makes me want to merge leagues with you, Sami!”

“I would love to, but it’s much more complicated than this.” Sami gives her a small grimace.

She lets out a heavy sigh. “That is true. We’ll be working at it.”

“Yes.” Sami holds up an index finger. “And not buy into anything Matthews or any other women’s hockey hater says.”

“That’s right!” She gives her an agreeing smile.

“But we can discuss some stuff regarding the league merge if you’d like.” Sami clasps her hands in front of her.

“That’d be great!” Dani then faces the table of power players. “Girls, Sami and I are going into a meeting.”

Hilary whirls to her. “Sounds good!”

“Do well!” Julie tells them.

Sami smiles at her. “Thank you!”

Then the two founders exit the room. Now it is the ten power players in the meeting room, sitting in silence.

“Well,” Emily starts, naturally breaking the silence, “that’s one mission to put in the books.”

Across from her, Katie snaps her journal close. “Just did!”

Next to Emily, Dru is holding up her head with her fist; she has a flat expression on her face. “I’m already bored. There’s nothing to fight against since we’re all together and you guys were our only enemy.”

Facing her, Nicole lets out an embarrassed chuckle. “Whoops.”

Hilary turns the others. “Hey, it’s better to conserve your energy than using it on something that’d get you nowhere.”

Natalie peers up from her handheld mirror, halting her brushing. “But who would we fight against now?”

A smug smile grows on Katie’s face. “Let’s give the guys a call…” She gradually holds out her wrist, revealing her intercom. She then presses a button on its side and calls out, “Mr. Kane? Do you need any assistance?”


The End.

Notes

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