Normal Hockey Tournament Equipment… They Really Went Fivehole

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here is yet another short bit from the fic im working on…. not beta read or anything so don’t judge too hard

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Mack is standing in the VIP lounge talking to his dad after the game—only half listening to him bitch about everything he didn’t do well in the game—when Will comes up from behind tapping his shoulder.

“Hey, Celly, my dad wants to meet you.” He starts the second Mack turns around, gesturing over to where his dad was talking to a couple of the other Dads.

“Smith. No hello?”, it’s Rick Celebrini. The one and only, Will thinks.

“Sorry, um, Mr. Celebrini.” Will shakes his hand firmly, just as he’d been taught by his own father. Him and Rick had already met once before when Mack brought Will to the Warriors game, he wasn’t any more polite this time to last. “Mind if I borrow Mack for a sec? My Dad-“

“Go ahead,” He starts before turning to Macklin, “We’ll continue this later, I’ll see you at the restaurant, son.” He quickly claps Mack on the shoulder and disappears into the crowd.

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“Dad, um, this is Mack.” Will starts as Bill, finished up talking to a couple of the other dads.

“Oh, Mack! So nice to finally meet you, Willy here wouldn’t shut up about you.” He joked, squeezing Will’s shoulder as he blushes in embarrassment.

“Dad.” Will warned playfully.

“Oh did he now?” Mack looked to Will, a teasing smile plastered on his face.

“Oh, what’s that? I think I hear Toff calling me, gotta go.” he starts turning away to leave Mack and his Dad to talk alone.

Mack watches as his teammate falls into the sea of Sharks jerseys, unable to tell him apart from all the different shades of teal and white.

“So,” Bill starts, Macks attention snapping back to him, “BC jersey, huh?”

“Oh- Yeah, um, I lost a bet.” He says quickly, it’s the truth yet he still feels like he’s lying.

“Right. I’m shocked he let you wear it.”

“I’m sorry?” Mack said, a little shocked.

What is that supposed to mean? He didn’t just let me, he made me. he thought.

“Yeah, doesn’t let anyone touch it. Not his mother, not me, don’t even think he let Gabe or Ryan touch it after he took it off that night.”

Mack just stared at him in shock, he knew it wasn’t polite but what else was he supposed to do? This is quite literally life changing information. So what he may be a little dramatic, this has to mean something. He needs it to mean something.

Will’s Dad continued with a small chuckle, “He told me he needed me to bring it with me on the trip, I had to ask if he has joking that’s how serious he is about it. Now I see why.”

“Oh my- I, fuck, sorry, he never told me that.” Mack stuttered awkwardly, still in complete shock.

“Looks like he’s waiting for you,” he points behinds Mack to see the previous crowd of staff and other guests completely cleared out, leaving nobody but Will, leaning against the wall on his phone.”

“Oh. Yeah, do you mind?”

“Go ahead, I’ll see you two at dinner.“ He smiles fondly down at the eighteen year old, “and Mack?”

He turned back around, a quizzical look on his face.”

“You’re a good kid, it was nice to meet you. and he really likes you, I can tell.”

“Thanks, uh, Mr. Smith.” Mack feels like his heart is going to burst with all this information at once. He’s sure Will’s dad didn’t mean he likes him like that but still.

“Bill is fine, kiddo.”

They share a short smile before Mack runs off to meet up with Will so they can drive to the restaurant together.

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hope this is half decent!! i didn’t read it myself after writing so if theres any mistakes ill fix them late

(heres the song i was listening to on repeat while writing this)

Me: I wonder what's going on in the Panthers game?

*tabs over*

yep that's about right

get a room

kicky feet but make it hockey fighting

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Vampire Arturs agenda is REAL!!

Vicariously encouraged by this post from @contestingpoise