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AAOOOSC! Exposed!

Catching Up

Ding!

The elevator doors slide open, letting in its usual warm light into the dreary basement and its four occupants.

Brett rushes into the room wearing his black under armour outfit. In his arms is Steven, who is limp with dazed eyes. Following close behind him is Nolan and Jake.

“Gorman!” Brett shouts. “GORMAN!”

At his computer, Tommy instantly whirls around at the call of his name. “What seems to be the matter—” His fly open at the sight of the four power players, one of the power players being the one that has been missing for months. “Howden?!”

“We got him.” Brett holds his arms with Steven out toward him.

Tommy’s jaw gradually drops as he eyes the listless troublemaker. “You got Stamkos…?”

“We did.” Nolan crosses his arms with pride.

“Yup!” Jake leaps in a circle with an excited bark: “Ruff!”

All the founder could do is dart his large eyes from one power player to another, completed shocked. “But how…?”

“Uh,” Brett peers up at him with uncertainty, “I shot him out of the arena—” He nods to Nolan. “—Pat here helped me—”

“Quiet, Carts, he can’t hear you,” Nolan hisses with furrowed eyebrows.

“—and then Jake Dog poured water all over him, wiping him out,” Brett finishes off.

“But don’t you two have malfunctioning powers?” Tommy waves his pointer finger between Nolan and Jake.

“It doesn’t mean we can’t use them.” Nolan shrugs. “They’re just not our usual team powers.”

Hope fills Tommy’s face, brightening up his face. “Wow…! I am extremely proud of you boys.” He turns to Brett and holds his hand toward the sofa to his left. “You may set him on the sofa; I’ll take him from here.”

Brett ambles to the other side of the room, where the sofa is located. He places the groaning power player on it.

Nolan turns to the founder from watching Brett laying Steven down. “What are you gonna do with him?”

Tommy has his eyes on the Lightning’s power player. “Well, I am going to deactivate his powers and redefine the Lightning powers.” He turns to the Flyers’ power player. “I realize they are much more powerful than intended. We cannot have this happening again.”

“So he won’t be able to be the power player anymore?” Nolan faces the back of the sofa, which only shows Steven’s feet.

“No—” He shakes his head. “—just like what I explained to you. I’ll limit the powers to just cyberkinesis and transfer them to a more virtuous power player of the Lightning.”

Nolan swings his eyes back to him. “And what about our powers?”

“Now with Stamkos here under my surveillance and extremely weakened, I will let Toews do the restoration.” Tommy gives him a warm, reassuring smile.

Nolan nods with understanding. “Okay.”

He then hears Carter sigh mentally before remarking, “It was fun while it lasted.”

“Sure.” Nolan pauses as contemplation fills his mind. “It actually was.”

“Awwwww, I knew it!”

“Ugh, stop it…!” Nolan digs his head into his arms in embarrassment.

Tommy flicks his eyes from each present power player: Jake, Nolan, Brett, Steven, but not... “Wait, where’s Clague?”

Nolan reverts his skeptical eyes to Brett as Brett rejoins his friends. “Yeah, Brett, where is Claguer?”

Jake gazes down at Brett with worry and a whimper, reading the vibe of distress Brett is involuntarily radiation.

Brett peers at the founder with a small frown and large eyes filled with remorse. “Kale…,” he starts off slowly and lowly, “...got injured...badly...during the matchup…”

Nolan has a subtle furious look aimed at him. “How badly?”

Brett flicks his worried eyes to him. “Couldn’t-get-up badly. He could barely speak.”

Right away, Nolan’s rigid facial expression falters: his eyes widen, his mouth becomes agape; shock is subtly shown.

Jake’s face crumbles with overwhelming sadness. He lets out a squeak before rushing up to his bestie and scooping him into a large hug. “Oh, poor Kale Chips…!”

With disbelief and leaning against the right armrest of his swivel chair, Tommy shakes his head. “I had a hunch Stamkos would defeat him ruthlessly.”

“Where’s he now?” Nolan forces out.

Brett slips himself out from Jake’s embrace to look at the other centre. “They most likely took him to the nearest hospital. They were putting him on a stretcher.”

Jake faces the sofa and lets out a menacing growl through bared teeth.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Nolan cries out. “We gotta go see him!” With that, he hurries across the basement, toward the elevator.

Brett joins his actions with Jake loyally following him. He peers behind his shoulder and gives the founder a wave as he steps into the elevator. “I’ll see you later for more explanations!”

Tommy nods. “Yes, indeed...”

Elevator doors then close on the three.

“...like ‘where have you been all this time’?” the founder finishes off.

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