#sid blurbs

[harlowhockeystick]

9 and 18 with coach!sid please <3

"without ever touching him, how can i be guilty as sin?" & "i can tell when someone wants me" | poetic prompts | warnings: smut (18+ MDNI, i can redo if you don't want smut with these prompts!)

takes place after this fic.

"girl, quit eye fucking and leave some room for the rest of us. i can tell your fantasizing, but i don't blame you."

"i'm not touching him, so how can i be guilty of anything?" y/n co-workers words snap her out of her daze as she teases back. it was the beginning of an emergency staff meeting, the meaning was unknown and it was causing quite the buzz around the gymnasium. teachers, admin, and athletic staff alike were sitting together asking each other what they'd heard, known, or if they were getting fired. there was a heavy level of anxiety sitting in the room amongst them.

"sorry," y/n mumbled and sitting up straight. her friend chuckled beside her. but she couldn't help but stare, it had been a week since their dinner together, and it was all she could think about. she'd had trouble teaching, would zone out when talking to carter, their scandalous encounter was taking over her life.

"what do you think they're gonna talk about?" the other teacher asked sitting next to her, sipping coffee out of her tumbler and scrolling through emails looking for clues. "i think they're gonna talk about staff relationships."

her words made y/n's stomach drop. did it get out? did someone see her car at his house? did carter say something? did carter find out? it's amazing how many questions can run through the brain in just two seconds.

"i heard that the boys tennis coach, thomas, is having an affair with the girls tennis coach. i think one of the players caught them in the athletic offices but they did something to keep the kid quiet." y/n feels her nerves calm down, but not all that much. her eyes met with sidney's and she felt like he was trying to silently tell her something but she couldn't pick up on it. they weren't that connected.

yet.

moments later the superintendent gets on the mic and announces to faculty that in fact, both the girls and boys tennis coach were let go due to their actions. the boys coach resigned, and the girls coach was fired due to threatening the school district since she didn't do anything wrong and she was a single woman.

she felt a ball coil up inside her stomach as the staff were reminded of the policy: relationships among staff must be brought before the board if they occur within the school year. it was a district policy, to keep drama out of the way, and to keep relationships private to the parties benefit. at least, that was the way it was explained.

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that meeting was bullshit. sent 10:45 am

y/n's phone pings signaling a text from sidney. she reads it as her students are taking their test. she feels butterflies and anxiety at the same time. her leg bouncing underneath her desk as she plans a reply.

...but what did he mean? was he against the rule, meaning he wanted a relationship? or was it just a waste of time? yes, it was a waste of time.

i know, it could have just been an email. sent 10:48

he never responds, but she gets too busy with other class periods. she gets lost back in time once more, fantasizing about that night. during lunch break spent in her darkened classroom, a bowl of warmed up soup in front of her as she grades papers until the next class comes through.

but she gets lost, in the deep trance of the memory of him. if she thinks really hard she can still feel his tongue sliding against her slick core, she can feel herself coming undone again at the force of his skilled and talented body.

she can feel his calloused but soft hands sliding down her body, grasping at her breasts while he sucks all of the sweet juice that flows out of her. she remembers her back arching off his wooden dinner table while he lapped at her for at least ten minutes straight, before he slid his thick cock inside of her for another ten.

she's taken out of her daydream by the sound of the school bell. she has three minutes to get herself back in order to teach again. she considers assigning today a reading and catch up day...so she can continue to reminisce.

dinner at my place? sent 1:23 pm

hell yes sent 1:24 pm

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"you're bad at hiding your feelings, y/n." sidney stated, flipping over the steak on the grill and setting his wine glass down on the granite countertop. y/n sat on the barstool across from him, drinking a cocktail she made herself.

"what's that supposed to mean?" she took a bigger swig of the alcohol this time, holding eye contact with him as he leaned onto the countertop with his hands, making himself appear bigger in front of her. it worked.

"i can tell when someone wants me. half the women in that school want me, but you're the only one who went for it." she feels like a crook who was caught. "i know you act like last week didn't happen, but it's all i've been thinking about." now he's standing just inches from her on his back patio, the smell of grilled steak and vegetables filling her brain and the firm but agonizing touch making her go weak.

"it's all i can think about too." his thumb glides across her cheek, his whiskey colored eyes staring into her soul, what it feels like for hours. he bites his lip and she thinks she's gonna pass out.

"tell me what you thought about, maybe we'll reenact it after dinner. can't have you eating cold steak, can i?"

[holy-puckslibrary]

sid to a furry friend's rescue!

florist!reader gets flustered during sid's calendar shoot

parents mentors for the day

chief crosby's got a date... and its not with florist!reader

... was in a bit of a silly goofy mood, forgive me (and be sure to read the endnotes!)

gif from @littlemessyjessi

This is the last thing Sidney Crosby imagined he'd come home to: another man settled in his chair.

His cat is curled in the intruder's lap, and said intruder's hand is curled over your knee. And Sidney's soup—homemade and hand-delivered—split in bowls between you.

"Thought you didn't need a babysitter?"

Sidney watches the gleeful expression wilt on your pretty face—color drained like his bank account succeeding the egregious bid he matched to make bail—with equal measures of self-satisfaction and self-contempt.

"I-I didn't, I just—"

"Settle down, Chief," the ranger laughs. "I knew our little lady here was feeling under the weather, so I thought I'd stop by after my patrol shift and keep her company while you were indisposed."

Sidney glares into the bright cerulean eyes of one Anthony Beauvillier, a park ranger in the Atlantic Coast Uplands region.

If memory serves, he was recently transferred from Waverley to Blue Mountain but resides in Peggy's Cove. This is a 50-minute detour.

In the opposite direction.

The Fire Chief's jaw is painfully tight, his blood scalding. If it were't for his, albeit dwindling, sense of self preservation, Sidney would've marched up those two steps—recently refurbished at his hand, might he add—to forcefully remove the park narc's grubby paw from your body.

Mercifully—for all involved parties, you do so shortly and of your own volition before joining Sid in your driveway.

Guilt smeared over your sickly features, your mouth parts, an explanation hot on your tongue, but all that comes is a grizzly cough that stings Sid's chest just hearing it. Despite his vexation, he's patient with you; he owes it to you both to wait it out. He hopes this is just one big misunderstanding somehow.

But, before you're able, the absolute last person Sidney wants to hear from pipes up.

"Resting, ma biche. You're meant to be resting," Tito attempts to coax you back onto the porch—back to his side—with an outstretched, up-turned hand.

(my doe / my darling — reminder: see end for important notes!)

Not as quick with his French as he'd like to be, he growls at the perceived insult. However, rather than running his fist through the opposition's teeth in your honor, Sidney defiles it.

The park ranger, and everyone else who happens to be out and about tonight, are treated to an unexpected eyeful of their Fire Chief's innermost feelings rushing to the surface. They pour into your mouth with reckless abandon, unconcerned with his public image or the utter lack of privacy; this kiss could be broadcast on the Nightly News for all he cares.

All that matters to Sidney Crosby is making his intentions known, and crystal fucking clear. Staking his claim is just a bonus.

"Well, it looks like my work here is done."

At your dazed expression and Sid's bewilderment, Tito stands from the rocking chair with a genuine smile fixed on his face. As he deposits evergreen Stetson atop his wind-swept hair, he pauses.

"Y'all have a nice night," he winks with a tip of the brim, bidding you farewell before slipping into his government-issued Ram.

As gravel crunches under the vehicle's wheels, gears click into place behind Sidney's burnt umber eyes, now gleaming with clarity.

"Nate and Emmy." — Statement, not a question.

"Please, don't be angry. They just wanted to help because... because I didn't believe that... y'know." You gesture to the sliver of space that still separates you, a bashful little smile pushing up your feverish cheeks.

He couldn't find it in himself to be ticked off about your best friends' not-so-harebrained scheme—which, honestly, deserved more credit than he would ever be willing to give it—if he wanted to. Not while standing so close he can smell the PEI tulips you've been elbow-deep in all month, and definitely not having tasted the whisper of herbal tea lingering on your tongue.

Smirking, he closes the gap with a gentle tug.

"Oh, I know." Voice dropping to a thick hush, his lips hovering a lick above your skin, "D'you believe it now?"

The pinkish skin crinkles around his warm eyes as you pretend to think.

"I could do with a little more... convincing," you ultimately quip. "But, only if you're up for the t—"

The remainder of your cajoling is overtaken by a fit of giggles as he corrals you up and across the porch. The front door slams shut with a satisfying air of finality. Though, not before little Ember slips in with you.

Chief Crosby was thorough by nature, and he'd be damned if he didn't dedicate the evening to dispelling any and all doubts threatening to take root. Feigned, or not.

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gotcha! teehee 😋 sid really said sick germs?? no match for my LOVE!!! ALSO! tito anon, this ones for you bbyyyyy 💓💓💓💓

***** 'ma biche' was chosen because its typically humorous and rarely intended seriously, + can be considered majorly outdated (even by 60s sitcom standards)—and its not always romantic! ... it also sounds a lot like an english insult, hence sid's reaction lol (at least, according to my french-canadian grandmother who remains very confused by my random call for a french lesson on infrequently used terms of endearment lol) *****

as always, i would really appreciate if you reblogged my work, left a comment or dropped by my inbox w some feedback :) fandom runs on engagement, and so do writers!! thx a mil in advance!

[a-g-u-s-t-d1432]

My lovely men look so sharp

They all look so handsome 🤍

[strawbrry-vamp]

sid wilson/gn reader

request :: this was requested by MANY people (@ihugmomo and i) after seeing Kelly's story on insta of sid finding 'boner pills' that belonged to the people before them in the couch cushions of the tour bus

tw :: suggestive,, i mean it's about boner pills

setting :: sid and yours private tour bus

sid and you had just woken up. you're trying to freshen up in the bus bathroom, washing your face and brushing your teeth.

as soon as you have a mouth full of toothpaste, sid opens the bathroom door with a huge grin on his face, holding up a little bag with what looks like 2 pills in it. you tilt your head at him as you continue to brush your teeth, curious as to what your boyfriend has now.

"boner pills" is all he says. you choke on the toothpaste and spit it out, your eyes wide as you wipe your face clean.

"what?" you question him. your cheeks growing slightly rosy. his grin goes wider as he walks in and sets his hands on your hips, the pills in his hands pressed against your hip.

"boner pills. i found them in the couch cushions.., maybe i should take em'~" he whispers the last part against your ear, rubbing your hip slowly with his other hand. you let out a snort but the idea sounds exciting in an odd way.

you look at his face and despite his shit eating grin he seems serious-

"are you actually considering taking some random guys boner pills?" you question the dj. he nods without a second thought.

"hell yea i am! why not? it'll be funn~" he teases, wiggling his eyebrows at you. you sigh and run your hand up his chest, past his shoulders, and around his neck.

"fine" you mutter softly. the dj chuckles in victory, shaking his hand lower and squeezing your ass with his big hand.

"alright sweethear, you'll be in for a treat~" he mutters, grabbing one of the little paper cups from the sink, filling it up and downing the pills.

the idea of fucking on the tour bus isn't new at all, you teo have done that MANY times, but the idea and anticipation of the pills makes it a little more exciting.

"so..how long will it take-" you can't finish your sentence and he's already pinned you against the bathroom wall, his hips grinding against yours as he whispers in your ear, "oh darling I'm not waiting,.. it'll just help make it last"

[honestsister]

Alright someone has to ask

[velvrei]

Imagine Mike and reader are fighting the reader leaves which xause mike to start to loose his mind but Abby makes it her mission to get mike and reader back together.

this was originally a blurb but it got too long so i made it a fic!!

…

jokes aren’t funny

pairing : mike schmidt x reader

summary : mike and reader are in a relationship & they get into a fight and later into a rough patch. abby makes it her mission to get them back to being happy together.

warnings : fluff, slight angst (little sad parts), swearing

word count : 1k+

story under cut to avoid long scrolling!

you and abby were very alike. the two of you had similar thought processes, the same imaginary friends, you both liked to dance, that’s why it was perfect for her when you and mike started dating. she finally felt like someone understood her in a way only girls could.

so, you and abby formed a friendship. you’d play together, you’d babysit her while mike was at work, and it was going great. up until mike’s work schedule started to affect his mood and the time both of you spent together. him taking the nightshift made it difficult for you to spend any time together.

so, one day when mike came home, and abby was supposed to be sleeping, you had a talk to him about it. that talk, however, quickly turned into an argument.

“i don’t understand what the problem is?” mike reasoned, louder than intended. when his volume increased, so did yours, and now you both were practically screaming at each other, which was the first time you’d ever done so.

you sighed and rolled your eyes, “because you’re not trying to understand? maybe if you looked from my perspective you’d realize how horrible it is for me to talk to your little sister more than i talk to you! i love abby dearly but i need quality time with you too, mike! i’m your girlfriend!”

mike rolled his eyes, trying to keep them open sense he had no sleep for the past 20 hours and was extremely grumpy.

“i’m sure you can survive without seeing me, y/n! i know i can. i don’t need to see you everyday to function properly!” mike said, somewhat shouting then dramatically letting his head fall onto the dinning room table.

“am i just some kind of joke to you, mike?” you asked, your eyes starting to fill with tears. it didn’t matter that you were about to start your period, you still felt betrayed and felt like mike didn’t care about you as much as you did for him.

“now where the hell did you get that from?” mike shouted, “i never said that!” his voice was filled with anger and your words couldn’t help but grow his annoyance.

“that’s what it feels like, that’s what you’re implying.” you said, before grabbing your coat off the couch. “let me know when you’re ready to treat me like your girlfriend. until then, i don’t know if i can be anymore.” your last words made him stand, as you left and slammed the door behind you.

mike swore loudly and sunk onto the couch, rubbing his hair with his hands in a stressed manner, not noticing the little girl peaking around the door frame of her room. “mike?” he heard her little voice and broke down into tears.

“what?” he said, mid sob, not wanting her to see him the way he was. abby walked out from her room, wrapped up in one of her blankets. she walked over to mike, unwrapped it, and placed it over him.

“where did y/n just go?” she asked, “and why were you guys yelling like mom and dad?” those words made him break down, he started sobbing, and it made him realize that he wouldn’t lose you that easily. he physically couldn’t.

abby could tell he didn’t want to lose you that easily, so she helped him come up with a plan. until that plan was executed, however, mike couldn’t sleep for days, and when he did, his dreams were all about you. marrying you,

it had been about 4 days after your arguments. no contact, no texts on your part. however, mike wasn’t expecting otherwise, because of your last words you said to him, so he had to make the move, the ball was in his court.

so, with abby at his side, he texted you.

y/n, i’m so sorry for everything. can you come over so we can talk in person?

and so you came over, and he apologized to you. and said that his job at the nightshift was over, because he chose you, over his job. and the fact that the building collapsed but that takes away the sentimental value.

and abby was happy, because she was able to help get the both of you together.

[ilyasorokinn]

i just saw your last call post, so not sure if this is late or not- which it’s totally fine if it is!

but if it’s not, can i please request, from the touching prompt list, 3+15 with sidney crosby?

Y/N Y/L/N'S HOCKEY BOYFRIEND

after this blurb, only two more to go for my tumblr-versary! also, i have no idea where this idea came from. i'm just thinking about ross macdonald a lot (24/7), so introducing famous singer!reader x sidney crosby lol

3. "hiding face in neck" 15. "hugging each other" (from this prompt list)

your eyes danced around the crowd of people as you strummed your guitar before closing your eyes with a smile and singing the rest of the song. you could feel the electricity in the atmosphere, even with your eyes closed.

when you strummed the final note, it felt like the floor was vibrating with all the screaming and cheering from the crowd. you didn't think the smile on your face could get any bigger.

"thank you, pittsburgh." you spoke into the microphone, "you've been amazing. you always are." you took a breath, "now, pittsburgh will always be a special place for me. it's where i moved into my first big girl apartment, where i got my first dog. where i met sid." you smiled, "it's home."

"sid is here tonight." you added and had to stop talking due to the amount of yelling and cheering, "i don't know where he is, he didn't tell me. so, if you see him, turn on your flashlight or something. "you joked, covering your eyes to block out the big spotlight in favor of looking into the crowd.

you scanned the pit, but you knew he probably wouldn't be there, so you moved up higher towards the seats until you finally spotted him, "there he is." you pointed, waving to him, "he didn't tell me where he was sitting, but he did request a song tonight. he requested 'eyes like yours'." you, once again, had to pause before speaking because the crowd was screaming so loud.

"i know there's a lot of speculation on this song and who it's about. well, i'm here to set the record straight." you beamed, "this song is about sid and i wrote it in 20 minutes after i got home from our first date. so, would it be okay if i performed it for you?" the crowd screamed in response, "all right." you looked back to your band and gave them a nod.

you performed the song, looking over in the direction where sidney was standing, a smile on your face the entire time. you strummed the last note, and you felt the walls shake. the crowd screamed even louder, their attention on something on the other side of the stage.

you looked over and saw sidney walking on stage with a bouquet of flowers. you smiled, taking off your guitar and setting it down, making your way over to him and hugging him, shoving your face into his neck. you had seen him a few hours ago, but he had apparently forgotten to mention his surprise appearance on stage.

"sidney crosby, you never fail to surprise me," you laughed, kissing his cheek and taking the bouquet he was holding out for you. you pulled away and made your way back over to the microphone.

"pittsburgh, i love you forever and always." you blew a kiss to the crowd and waved, "thank you, good night." you turned back to sidney, who was smiling.

he held his hand out for you, and you grabbed it. he waved to the crowd as you made your way off the stage. your band said their goodbyes, tossing picks and guitar sticks to the crowd, before following you off.

"i love you, you crazy man." you smiled as you looked up at sidney.

"i love you right back, crazy lady." he kissed your head, pulling away with the biggest smile on his face you'd ever seen.

taylor's tumblr-versary!

[thedevilrisen]

I can’t remember what year you said she was born I think 05? Could we get a blurb on her and sid after the 2009 cup win? Like it’s the first time he’s publicly “acknowledged” that he has a daughter🫶🏻🫶🏻

Yes!

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4 year old Nova didn't quite understand what was happening, but she did know that everyone was happy. When Geno's wife brought her down to ice level and she was very happy to see her dad who was grinning like a devil. She wasn't aware of it at that point in time but the media was in a frenzy, fawning over Sidney and his daughter who he tried desperately to keep out of the spotlight. However, he was wanted to share this moment with her and consequences be damned!

When she was place in the cup she was a little too big but everyone on the team got a good laugh! She was very happy for her daddy and offered to take him out for a happy meal (He was paying of course).

She was just a little too young to comprehend but in later years she reflected over it!

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Have you got anymore questions! I'm so excited to talk about her :)

[p1nkprincess444]

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female!reader x cassie ainsworth

word count: 366

contents: 18+, cheating

I had just arrived home and opened my bedroom door to find Cassie sitting on my bed. I looked at her confused before she looked up and met my gaze.

“ Cas- what are you doing here love, ” I questioned her softly as I stood in front of her.

“ Oh- Sid and Michelle they’re just lovely aren’t they, ” Cassie looked up at you with her soft chocolate brown eyes as she smiled.

“ Cassie I’m so sorry, ” I said softly as I pulled her into a hug.

She practically melted into your arms as you held her close while stroking her hair. You kissed the top of her head before pulling back to look into her eyes. You both slowly leaned in closer to one another and as you grew closer your lips grazed one anothers. You kissed her lips gently before Cassie was pulling you closer. Her fingers tangled in your hair as you pulled off her dress she was wearing. You worshiped her small delicate frame as you slid down onto your knees in front of her. You kissed up her inner thighs as you mumbled sweet things into her skin. You slowly slid down her panties revealing her drenched cunt.

“ Fuckin’ hell cas, ” I said as I looked up at her, but she seemed to be completely out of it from the bliss of it all. 

Your fingers slowly pushed inside of her making her let out a soft moan. You could feel her tight cunt gripping your fingers as you eased them in and out of her slowly watching her every reaction. You moved your mouth down to greedily suck on her clit as you pumped your fingers in and out of her. Cassie’s back arched as her nails dug into bed sheets as she came around your fingers. You licked up all the mess from in between her thighs followed by licking your fingers clean. 

I moved onto the bed to lay next to her as I gently took her hand in mine. “ Sid’s a fool for cheating on you Cas, ” I said softly as I squeezed her hand in mine. 

Cassie didn’t say anything, she just responded by kissing your lips gently.

{ꔫ just a little blurb ꔫ}

[starshine-hockey-girl]

This idea came after the photos from Sid and Nate's commercial shoot came out last week. This blurb is set in the present and contains previously discussed spoilers for Never Ever Have I.

Warnings - None that I can think of

Word length - 2.5K (okay I am incapable of writing short blurbs- sorry/not sorry)

@pattiemac1 @penstxgal1968 @couldawouldashoulda50

Crosby Cottage - Nova Scotia

“Sid,” Nate MacKinnon yelled as he walked in the door to the cottage, not bothering to knock.

Evie emerged from the kitchen, drying her hands with a dish towel. She glanced upstairs and said, “Sorry, we had an incident with Cat pouring her cereal milk all over herself at breakfast. Sidney went to clean and change her.” Nate grimaced and looked at his watch. Evie took notice and offered a distraction, “Have you eaten breakfast? I have some fruit and avocado chopped.” He followed her into the kitchen.

He groaned as she made herself a slice of warm sourdough toast - complete with butter and homemade jam. “Why do you torment me?” he whined as he picked at his fruit.

Evie stared at him, “For the same reason I torment Sidney…..because it is fun.” Nate rolled his eyes. Evie leaned forward, “You know Nathan - I don’t mind you barging in my home without knocking but one day it may bite you in the ass.”

Nate tilted his head in confusion, “Bite me in the ass how?” Evie walked over to the coffee pot to pour herself another cup. She simply raised her eyebrow. Nate began to repeat himself when he caught her drift. “Evie!!!!” he yelped, “I do not need visuals in my head. Oh…. My…. God.”

“Then learn to knock,” she deadpanned.

Upstairs in Catherine’s bed room, Sidney held out two shirts for her to choose from. She adamantly shook her head back and forth, “No!” He glanced at his watch. Nate would be here any minute to drive him to the Tim Horton’s commercial shoot. He did not have time for a two year old tantrum over clothes. “CatCat, if you don’t want to wear one of these shirts, what would you like to wear?” he asked calmly.

“Princess dress…… Princess dress!” she exclaimed. Sidney quickly decided to let his daughter have the small victory. Quickly he put on a pink Cinderella dress on her. Sidney picked her up to take her downstairs and eliminate her painfully slow trek down the stairs. When they arrived downstairs, Catherine practically lept out of his arms. “Mackie!!!” she ran to Nate, “Mackie Cheesie - look at dress. Me pretty dress!”

Nate scooped her into his arms, “Catsup!” The curly haired brunette giggled at the nickname her “Uncle” Nate had bestowed upon her. He teased her, “Why are you so dressed up? Are you going to meet the queen while Papa and I work?”

Sidney and Evie both gasped out loud and Nate stopped in his tracks. Catherine had recently developed a several case of separation anxiety which resulted in meltdowns whenever her parents left her. Evie had hoped to distract her daughter while Sidney slipped out the door to avoid the inevitable chaos. Catherine turned to her father, “Papa work? Papa leave?” Her lip trembled as the realization set in. Then she turned to her mother who pressed her lips together and silently cursed Nate.

Sidney knelt down, “Yes, Papa is going to work with Mackie. I won’t be long though. I will be home after you get up from your nap.” Evie shot him a look. He might as well have told her that he was coming home at midnight. Not only was he leaving, he reminded her of her archnemesis - naptime.

“No, Papa stay. Papa stay. No Papa Go!” Catherine shrieked, “Papa stay! No Papa, no nap!”

Sidney and Evie exchanged a look and had a silent conversation with their eyes. Evie communicated to Sidney to bring Catherine to her to deal with the forthcoming meltdown. Sidney wrapped Catherine in his arms and hugged her tightly.

Nate sensed that he had unknowingly instigated the situation and scrambled to come up with an idea. “Hey Catsup,” Nate cajoled, “What if you came to work with Papa and me? Would you like that? It will be fun.”

Both Sidney and Evie spun their heads around as Catherine squealed, “I go! I go with Mackie Cheesie”

Sidney uttered under his breath, “I’m going to kill him.”

“Not if I get to him first,” she whispered back. He had committed the cardinal sin of asking a question before getting parental approval. Now there would be no denying the idea without Sidney or Evie taking the fall as the bad guy. Based on history, Evie knew exactly who would be the bad guy in this scenario and it would not be Sidney.

Nate realized his mistake and stumbled over his words, “Come on! It will be fun.” He grabbed Catherine from Sidney’s arms. “Catsup and Mackie Cheesie make a commercial. There will be donuts!” Sidney did admit to himself that the thought wasn’t TERRIBLE. He gave Evie a hopeful look.

“I am sorry, Nate, but I have plans today.,” she said as she went to grab Catherine.

“Noooooo! I go Mackie and Cheesie. I go Papa,” she whined.

“Remember CatCat? You are going to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for movie day? Momma has plans. ” Evie got down on her daughter’s level to explain.

“Noooooo! I go Mackie Cheesie. I go Papa,” she whined. “I understand,” Catherine smiled.

Nate interjected, “Come on Evie. Let her come with us. She’ll have a blast.”

Evie shook her head, “No, she will need someone to look after her.”

“I will look after her,” Nate countered. Suddenly he was invested in the plan.

“And while you are filming?” Evie responded.

Sidney’s head bounced back and forth between his friend and wife. Internally he debated the pros and cons of each scenario. Ultimately, he decided to be as neutral as possible.

“She can sit in my chair,” Nate suggested. He turned to Catherine, “You can do that, right? Sit in Mackie’s chair while Papa and I work? Right?”

Catherine, despite just being two years old, knew that she needed to agree to anything to get her way. She nodded her head enthusiastically up and down.

Evie looked at her husband and noted his silence. She knew that meant that he counted on her to be the one to deliver the bad news and crush Catherine’s heart. She didn’t want to give him the pleasure. “Okay CatCat, if Papa says yes, then you can go.” She turned to Sidney with a sweet smile as he blinked. So much for staying neutral.

“CatCat, do you promise to mind Papa and Mackie?” he bent down to his daughter’s eye level.

“I promise. I be good girl” she smiled her best smile.

Sidney gulped, “Okay, I guess you are going with us then.”

As they walked out to the car, Catherine jabbered to Nate as he buckled her into her car seat. Sidney whispered, “This is going to be fine, isn’t it, Evie?”

Evie just laughed, “Yes, what could possibly go wrong?”

Two hours later - Tim Horton’s Commercial shoot location - Halifax, NS

Sidney came back from the bathroom to find Catherine sitting on Nate’s lap as they touched up his make-up. In her lap, was a coffee cup filled to the brim with Timbits. She shoved one into her mouth as her father approached. “CatCat, how many Timbits have you had?” he asked sweetly, “I think you have had enough. Remember I got you some when we first got here?”

Nate’s jaw dropped, “Catsup! You told me that you were hungry.”

She smiled sweetly as she shoved another Timbit in her mouth as both scolded, “No more!”

The production assistant walked over, “Sid and Nate- we’re ready for the Zamboni shot set-up. Can we get you into place so we can adjust the lighting?”

Both nodded in agreement. Nate gently placed Catherine in the director’s chair that he had been sitting in. “You stay here, Catsup. You can see us from here.” Nate instructed the toddler. Catherine noticed the Zamboni for the first time. Her eyes lit up and she squealed with delight. Sidney looked over with a nervous smile.

“Zamboni!!!!” she yelled, “Cat ride Zamboni too!”

Sidney called back, “No, you sit and watch. We have to work now.”

Catherine let out an ear-piercing scream, “Zamboni!! Cat ride Zamboni too!” She stood up in the chair and screamed like a banshee.

Nate looked at Sid and Sid looked at Nate. “What do we do?” Nate asked.

“It was your brilliant idea to bring her. Figure something out,” Sidney huffed.

Nate hopped off the Zamboni sheepishly, “Catsup, come sit on my lap while they adjust the lighting and then you have to go back, okay?” She willingly complied.

After spending a few minutes with Nate, she switched over to her father’s lap. She rested her head against his chest, “Papa, my tummy hurts.”

Sidney looked down, “It’s probably the Timbits. Too many will make your tummy hurt. Don’t eat any more.”

When it was time for the actual shots, Catherine moved back to her spot on the director’s chair with Nate’s name on the back. The next hour flew by in a whirlwind of activity. Sidney kept an eye on Catherine who was the center of attention off camera.

Unbeknownst to Sidney, Catherine had managed to convince each new adorer that she was “starving”. She was rewarded each time with a handful of Timbits in exchange that she would not tell her father. She solemnly agreed each time. However, she was reaching her limit of time away from her father and began asking for him. “Just a few more minutes,” she was told each time. Her requests became louder and more insistent.

Sidney could detect her voice in the background. He paid close attention to the tone and waited for the inevitable. After asking five times, Catherine screamed in the middle of a take, “Papa!!! Papa!!!! Papa!!!” Action came to a screeching halt and Sidney sheepishly asked for a brief break. Nathan and he left the Zamboni and came to find Catherine. He knelt down and held out his arms. Catherine came running into them. “Papa! Papa!” she cried into his neck.

“Shhhhh, I am here CatCat,” he soothed.

“Papa leave. Papa leave. No more work” she insisted.

“Papa is almost done, CatCat,” he answered, “I am sorry it’s taking so long. Mackie Cheese keeps messing up his lines.”

Nate’s mouth dropped and he frowned, “That’s a lie, Catsup. Papa is messing up more.”

“No way,” Sidney countered, “It’s been you the last four in a row.”

“How about the seven before that,” Nate scoffed.

Catherine’s head ping ponged between the two men as they verbally sparred. She quickly lost interest and patted Sidney on the shoulder. “Papa,” she said in a whine, “tummy hurt.”

Sidney looked at her, “Your tummy still hurts? How does it hurt?”

At that moment, a production assistant approached, “Sir, we are ready for the next set-up.”

Sidney waved them off, “CatCat, I am sorry that your tummy hurts. Try sitting in the chair and breathing. I will be done as soon as possible.” Nate sensed the tears that were about to come and grabbed her swiftly. “I am not sure I would do that Nate,” Sidney cautioned as he watched Nate swing Catherine around in an effort to distract her.

“What are you talking about?” Nate laughed, “Catsup, you love when Mackie Cheese spins you around.” She didn’t respond so he threw her small body into the air.

“Seriously, Nate, this won’t end well,” Sidney started just as Catherine opened her mouth. Time slowed down for Sidney and Nate as Catherine vomited all over Nate. His face and chest was covered in puke and half digested Timbits. He brought her down and held her out in his arms. Sidney reached and grabbed her as the commercial production stood in stunned silence. Nate blinked and looked down at his jersey now soaked with vomit. Sidney turned Catherine to face him around just as the second wave of puke hurled out of her.

Sid set Catherine down as they were swarmed by people in a desperate rush to clean their stars. Catherine noticed the vomit on her Cinderella dress and began to understand that something was profoundly wrong. “Mama, Mama, Mama” she cried. As with all children, Papa was great for fun and games, but when shit got real (or in this case vomit), she wanted her mother. She wanted her mother and she wanted her NOW

“We need to call for reinforcements, Sid,” Nate whined.

“I am not calling. You can call,” Sid answered, “No way, I am calling. She’ll kill me.”

“Come on, Sid,” Nate pleaded as he stood stripped down to his boxers. Sidney stood firm. “Fine, I’ll text”

Forty Five minutes later

Nate and Sidney sat silently as the film crew refused to make eye contact. Stripped down to their boxers, they waited patiently in uncomfortable silence. Catherine, wrapped her body around Sidney’s broad chest like a kangaroo and rested her head. 

Evie approached with a knowing smirk. “Well, well, well,” she teased as she reached them. She handed out the appropriate clothes, “Do I need to bother to ask what caused her to vomit?”

Nate, knowing the implication of her question, squealed, “I only gave her 5 Timbits. Not enough to make her vomit.”

Sidney interjected “Wait, you gave her Timbits too? I gave some when we got here.”  Nate glared at Sidney’s obvious attempt to feign ignorance.

Evie’s eyebrow raised, “Seriously, you think she barfed from 10 Timbits?”

“I swear,” the duo screamed. 

Evie turned to Catherine who grinned, “CatCat- did someone else give you Timbits?” She nodded her head yes gleefully. “Who?” Catherine pointed from person to person as each sheepishly looked to the ground. “Well, that will do it.” 

“That’s the last time I let Uncle Mackie be in charge of you, little one,” Evie said as she picked Catherine. She quickly dressed her and hugged her tight. Her daughter seemed to be fine considering.  

Sidney and Nate dressed without words. Sidney stole glances at his wife and pondered just how angry she was. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled softly in place, “Are you trying smooth talk your way out of this Crosby?”

“Maybe,” he kissed her shoulder and then smiled at Catherine.

“You smell horrible, but you are not in trouble,” Evie looked back at Nate.

Sidney smiled, “I’m not in trouble? Really?”

“No, but Nathan is,” she said firmly

Catherine laughed, “Mackie trouble….. Mackie trouble”

Hearing his name, Nate’s head popped up, “Wait, why am I in trouble?”

“I believe that your words were ‘I will look after her’ and look how well that turned out,” she deadpanned. 

“Wasn’t the vomit punishment enough?” he asked weakly. 

“Nope,” Evie grinned as Catherine rested her head on her shoulder. 

“What’s my punishment then?” he asked. 

“Babysitting for one date night,” Evie answered.

Nate tickled Catherine’s tummy, “That’s not a punishment.”

“One OVERNIGHT date night,” Evie upped the ante. 

“Fine,” he answered in defeat.

“And Nathan……” she squinted her eyes, “If you give this child sugar again……”

“What?” Nate challenged her. 

“I am going to have Sidney hold you down while I shove Timbits down your throat,” she threatened. 

“You wouldn’t” he said as his eyes went wide.

“Try me,” she laughed.

[holy-puckslibrary]

sid to a furry friend's rescue!

florist!reader gets flustered during sid's calendar shoot

parents mentors for the day

someone's going on a date with chief crosby... and it ain't our girl </3

gif from @matbaerzal

To Sidney, this sham is nothing more than a meat-market legitimized. His fierce, formidable crew, flaunted and auctioned off in the name of "charity," as upstanding members of the local community brazenly gawk and drink themselves into a courageous stupor.

Gathered in packs around the local watering hole on a Friday night, the only things missing are high-res Animal Planet cameras and the calm wonder of Sir David Attenborough. It's only a matter of time before they start throwing themselves at each other like elk during mating season.

It's a shame Sidney won't be around to see it.

"Don't even think about it, Chief."

Sidney slumps; he spoke too soon.

Now, he's caught between cracked-door freedom and the firm grip of his Assistant Fire Chief. Kneading at the annoyance budding between his brows, Sidney turns on his heel to face his childhood best friend.

"C'mon, really? This is a circus, Nate. I shouldn't—Is this really something I should be doing? Y'know, it's not exactly... becoming of a civil servant."

"I'm doing it," Nate shrugs. "You don't see me pitching a fit."

The Chief glares. "Yeah, because you already know who you're going home with."

"Not true; tonight's could be the night Emmy decides to act on her grade school crush," the blonde jokes, his chin tipped across the gymnasium. "And who'd blame her? Flower's lookin' better than usual tonight."

"Nate."

The younger of the two only laughs in response to the dramatic groan of his name.

"No, I get it. You're acting pissy because your flower's stuck at home with a stomach bug, and, subsequently, you've been condemned to the terrible fate of having Cole Harbour's hottest fight tooth and nail for a date with you—oh, the horror! Truly, I feel for you, Saint Crosby."

"Bandwagon much?" he grumbles.

As Nate's grin widens, Sid's frown deepens.

Blue eyes twinkling with satisfaction, Nate teases, "You didn't deny it this time."

"D-Deny, what?"

Nate rolls his eyes; Sid's refusal to acknowledge anything, let alone something so obvious to anyone with eyes, was starting to get old, and fast.

"Yeah, sure, okay. Play dumb if it makes you feel better. But I'd figure my shit out sooner rather than later if I were you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sidney blinks.

"Oh, nothing... Just that you aren't the only civil servant sniffing around Blossom & Bloom these days."

With a parting wink, Nate vanishes into the crowd, leaving Sidney to stew in a fresh pot of bubbling unease.

—

and the plot thickens... hehehe 😈

as always, i would really appreciate if you reblogged my work, left a comment or dropped by my inbox w some feedback :) fandom runs on engagement, and so do writers!! thx a mil in advance!

DIRECT CONTINUATION HERE!

[doc-pickles]

hat trick | sidney crosby

instagram edits

because I can’t help myself 🙈 some little crosby fam instagram posts through the years. follows the storyline of my hat trick blurb.

enjoy!

xoxo nina

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby sophie taylor crosby 🩷

tcrosby already a daddy’s girl!

y/ncrosby your brother never stood a chance

penguins Welcome to the newest penguin! 🐧

mackinnon29 Uncle Nate has a nice ring to it

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby “I need to win another cup to put the baby in” - sidney crosby, stanley cup winner

kletang_58 Soph is our lucky charm 🍀

tcrosby but when I ask to sit in the cup i’m being ‘unreasonable’ 😒

user12 BABY IN THE CUP!!!

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby bump sponsored by the stanley cup and champagne toasts 🤰🏻

e.malkin71geno tell him to win cup for this baby too

user17 Hockey draft in 18 years is gonna be WILD

catherinelaflamme11 You two just make the cutest babies 😍🥰

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby welcome to the world violet marie 🩷 #girlmom

tcrosby sid is so screwed 😭

mcdavid97 congrats crosby fam!

user19 SID THE KID HAS KIDS?! I FEEL ANCIENT

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby one more crosby on the way 🤍

tcrosby auntie taylor mode is intensifying!!

mackinnon29 So this is the reason that my mom keeps asking when I’m giving her grandkids….

user97 PLAN THE PARADE ROUTE HE NEEDS A CUP FOR THE BABY

y/ncrosby

y/ncrosby claire elizabeth crosby, youngest baby in the cup ✨ thanks for waiting till after daddy won to make your appearance

e.malkin71geno told you he win cup for baby

user17 the crosby girls are our good luck charm!

penguins We have her jersey ready and waiting!

[jackhues]

sid skating around with b and the cup when she was a baby☺️

this is so cute i kinda made it a blurb!

"come here baby," sid muttered, pulling his daughter into his arms with a wide grin on his face.

buttercup reached for him eagerly, having no idea what was going on, but excited to be in her dad's arms.

cameras flashed around them, capturing pictures of the penguins team and family out on the ice after their win. sidney had lifted the cup and skated around, now wanting to hold his daughter in his arms.

buttercup reached for his cap, looking very interested with how it sat on his head. sid laughed, taking the cap off and dropping it over her head. bee giggled at the oversized hat, reaching up and shaking her head to try and get it off.

he picked it back up and placed it on his head again, looking up and grinning at one of the pens workers who made their way to him.

"you have an on-ice interview scheduled," he said, double checking his notes. he looked at buttercup, "you okay with her? we can get someone else to do it if you want, or we can watch her."

"i'm fine," sid shrugged, tickling bee's chin. "i guess it's time the world knows about her."

the pens worker led sid to the interviewer, who merely raised a brow at the child in sid's arms. decked in an 87 jersey with 'daddy' printed across the back, there was no doubt who the child was.

sid answered a few questions the way he'd been trained, before the interviewer finally asked, "and this little girl? she's your daughter, right?"

"yup," sid nodded. "she's my good luck charm tonight."

"what does it mean, being able to win this in front of her?" he asked.

sid smiled, "it means everything. i mean, she's probably not even going to remember this, but just having her here, being able to celebrate with her means everything to me. she means everything."

"alright, i'll let you get back to celebrating with your good luck charm," the interviewer laughed, allowing sid to skate off with baby bee in his hands.

kris letang skated over with the stanley cup, placing it on the floor in front of sid.

"put her in the cup," kris laughed. "we need to get a picture of this."

sid placed bee in the cup, posing for the cameras. bee poked at the cup, laughing at the way everyone was awing at her.

sid laughed, pushing her in the cup around for a bit, before handing the cup off to one of his teammates. bee reached towards the cup, falling back in sid's arms as fleury skated away with it.

"you miss being in the cup?" sid joked, bouncing her. "don't worry, i'll get it back for you."

[yabagofmilfs]

wow, have we really gotten zero actual sid content from media day, other than his headshots and some blurbs about his contract? maybe i’m misremembering but i feel like there was a ton last year. hopefully it’s just in the works? pens team i am begging you to step it up we can’t go another season like this.

[mikkomacko]

i am so curious about how you think reader and johns relationship is

cause obvi her and timo are besties

and lukey & holtzy are lil babies but like what about johnny ???

when i tell you i love you and your writing so much it’s 💓😘🤩🤭💃🏼

Ooooo so reader meets Johnny when she’s taken by the flyers and Nico has to call the Pengs for help. He’s sneaky and quiet so Sid sends him in first to scope it out and he’s the one to find her. (This blurb is in the works I swear)

Maybe it’s a trauma bond idk but she loves him. She thinks he’s so cute and sweet, and he’s insanely smart. She’s the one to recruit him to the Devs and help him settle in.

Nico notices immediately that she has a little crush on him and while he wants to be mad, he can’t because Johnny helped save her.

The two of them always flirt in Italian, but it stays innocent. She loves Nico and Johnny just really likes having her as a friend. Most of the time she actually ends up being his wing man on nights out.

She’s not as close with him as she is Timo but her and Johnny have a really strong friendship from what they went through together when he was a Peng.

[ilyasorokinn]

andrei “all star” svechnikov , andrei svechnikov

note, finally my all-star fic is here! this year, it was between sid, svech, ilya and petey. i did write a petey blurb, so go check it out. if you want. anyways, i hope you enjoy. another note, this fic is part of the "mr. and mrs. svechnikov" series. check out this masterlist for more. in this fic, theo is around 4 while ana is 3. pair, andrei svechnikov x reader summary, the svechnikovs go to their first all-star game together. warnings, children/kids word count, 2717 words

gif credit to bestie @ryanpulock

(gif not mine)

Andrei, the entire way home, was tying to figure out a clever way to tell you he had been invited to the All-Star games. It came to him as he turned down the street of your house.

He quickly pulled into the dirveway and hooked his phone up to the speakers. He made it to the doorway when he finally pressed play on the song.

"Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid"

He heard you let out a scream when the song first started and laughed, pushing the door open to find you gaping at him from the living room, "What the hell?!"

"I'm an All-Star, baby!" He exclaimed.

"There are so many better ways you could have done that." You tried to slow your beating heart. Even your watch was asking if you were okay due to your elevated heartrate.

"Oh, come on, it was funny." He pointed out.

"We'll get back to that when I'm not about to have a heart attack."

-

After the initial shock, you were excited. You were going on a paid vacation, most expenses were paid for (most) and the climate was set for hot and even hotter so you were excited, to say the least.

Because the Canes were playing till the very last second, you didn't get into Florida until Thursday morning, but you were set to stay until the next Thursday.

The moment you stepped off the plane, there were cameras everywhere, all part of the Canes media or the NHL media. Andrei held Anastaisa's hand and helped her down the stairs, flashing them a professional smile. You stood behind Theo, watching him carefully climb down the stairs behind his sister.

After you got settled into your hotel room, you went with Andrei to media. You weren't normally allowed to be with him, but exceptions were made.

The three of you stood off to the side, watching him and looking around at everyone else who was doing media. Theo ran up and hugged Andrei's leg, looking up at all the reporters nervously. Andrei, not wanting to lose his train of thought, only placed a comforting hand on Theo's head, acknowledging him.

When all the questioning was over, the Canes media wanted to get some shots of him "Is it okay if we ask Theo and Anastasia a question?" One of the media people asked, "We're asking all the kids questions and putting together a little compilation."

Once they were given the okay, the cameras were on Theo and Anastasia. Andrei was crouching next to them as Theo held an iconic tiny microphone for both of them.

"So, Theo, tell us, who are you most excited to see this weekend?" Theo looked around at all the other tables to see who else was at the event.

"Crosby." He answered, "And Ovi, oh, and Marner!" Theo exclaimed happily.

"And what about you, Anastasia?"

Anastasia pondered the question for a second before answering, "Moose and Juice," She stated.

Andrei smiled in response before translating, "Mikko Rantanen and Juuse Saros."

Theo tugged on Andrei's pant leg, grabbing his attention and everyone else's as well, "Can we go swimming now, daddy?" Theo asked.

Everyone laughed, "Yeah, we can go swimming, buddy."

-

Theo had stated that he wanted to walk the carpet with Andrei where all the fans would be and all the paparazzi would be before the Skills competition.

You got him dressed in his best outfit, one which he chose specifically for this situation, "Will people ask for my autograph?" He asked excitedly.

"I don't know, buddy." You tied his shoe as he answered all his questions best you could, "But I do know you're gonna get your picture taken by all those people with cameras."

"Really?" His face lit up.

"Yeah, really." You nodded, a smile finding its way onto your face.

"Like daddy?"

"Just like daddy." You nodded, smoothing down his hair.

When both Andrei and Theo were ready, both you and Anastasia sent them off, with a promise of seeing each other in a couple hours. You got yourself and Anastasia ready before you headed over to the arena.

She was sporting one of the jerseys you had customized with "Little Svech" on the back with the number 37. You waited for Andrei and Theo in the hallway near the locker room.

As more and more players started filing out of the room, her eyes would go wide as they walked past, giving each of them a high-five, even if she didn't know who they were.

"Mommy, you see?" She jumped up and down as she gave Kirill Kaprizov a high-five.

"I did." You nodded, before spotting Andrei and Theo coming out of the locker room, "Look, there's papa and Theo." She whipped around and ran over to greet them.

Andrei was wearing a reverse retro Canes jersey and a hat while Theo wore his matching "Little Svech" jersey.

"Mommy, mommy!" Theo ran over to you the best he could in skates.

"What, what?" You asked.

"I met Breadman and Hughesy," Theo told you excitedly.

"Did you really? Wow."

"We missed Sid and Ovi." He frowned.

"That's okay, I'm sure you'll meet them soon." You reassured. You turned your attention back to Andrei who was smiling so big, and opened your mouth to say something but switched your attention to Theo and Anastasia who were excitedly talking to each other about all the people they met.

"Hey, I have an idea," You grabbed their attention, "Do you guys wanna be with papa out on the ice or do you want to sit with me in the stands?" You knew the answer before you asked the question.

They each latched onto one of Andrei's legs in response, to which both you and Andrei both laughed, "All right, I'll see you both later. Be good." They both nodded, "Listen to the adults in charge." They wrapped their arms around you, "Love you." You kissed their heads.

"Bye, mommy." They each kissed your cheek.

You stood up to meet Andrei. You wrapped your arms around him, "Skate really fast." You told him.

He laughed, "I'll try." He responded, "And don't worry about them, I've got them. Have fun, or as much as you can."

"I'll have two beers in your honor." You pulled your head away, with a smile on your face, so you could look him in the eyes.

"Sounds good." He leaned down and kissed you softly before you both pulled away.

You found your spot rather quickly and took a sip of your beer. From the ice, Anastasia spotted you and waved enthusiastically. You laughed, waving back to her.

"She's cute." The woman sitting next to you commented.

"Thank you." You beamed.

Down on the ice, Theo and Anastasia were having the time of their lives, hanging out with all the other kids and meeting all the other hockey players.

Theo and Anastasia were sitting on the bench, Ilya Sorokin sitting in between them, babysitter. At the same time, Andrei participated in his skill, snacking on ice cream bars as they watched the fastest skaters.

"Ooh." Anastasia winced when Cale Makar tripped and went flying into the boards. She looked up at Ilya, who laughed at her reaction. She giggled in response.

Kevin Fiala skated around the rink, and both Anastasia and Theo enjoyed it, but when they saw their dad step up to the starting line, they jumped up off the bench and started cheering.

"Papa!" They both jumped up and down, garnering the attention of people around them, who simply smiled at the two of them.

They didn't stop once as he skated around the rink. They only stopped when he skated over to where they were. They all looked up at the jumbotron and saw that he was now in first place.

"Wow." Theo gasped, and Andrei smiled proudly.

After Stephenson and Larkin went, Fiala and Andire were announced as the two finalists, "Go fast, papa." Anastasia told her father

"I will." Andrei laughed, kissing each of their heads once again. He skated out to the center of the ice with Fiala.

Andrei wanted to win it, but in the back of his mind, he knew that his 3 biggest supporters would be proud of him regardless of what happened.

Kevin Fiala went first and got 14.114. Andrei lined up behind the line and took a deep breath before he skated as fast as his legs could carry him.

He blocked out the sounds of people cheering and all the eyes on him and just skated. He skated until he made it back to the starting/finish line.

Once the timer stopped, he slowed down and looked up at the big jumbotron to see his time. He couldn't help but smile when he saw the 13.699 in big numbers.

He could practically hear Anastasia and Theo cheering from their seats and jumping up and down. He skated back over to the bench to do the interview but waved over across the bench to Theo and Anastasia whose smiles were almost as big as his.

"Andrei you realize, with Brady looking at you, you just outworked every single guy here with that lap. How do you feel right now?" Kevin, the reporter asked.

"I think I just got lucky, to be honest." He could hear his own voice come through the loudspeakers around the arena, "But I would never expect to win this, and I'm kind of excited."

"You know everybody around the league now is going to look at you as a Speedster. Are you ready for that title?" Kevin asked.

"Ah no, I'm not sure if they're gonna look at that" Andrei chuckled.

"Wow, great job congratulations, your first All-Star Game. You're the fastest skater." Kevin shook his hand.

"Thank you so much. Appreciate it." Andrei nodded.

-

After the tournament and the rest of the challenges, you waited in the tunnel near the locker room with a few of the other partners. You were talking with Johnny Gaudreau's wife while you waited for the rest of your family to come out of the locker room.

When Andrei finally exited the locker room, he was dressed and carrying both sleeping children in his arms. Your heart swooned when Andrei smiled.

He handed Anastasia off to you, "I have to get my bag, but I'll be back." He turned to head back into the locker room, but you grabbed his hand gently to stop him.

He looked confused as he turned around, "I'm proud of you, All-Star." You whispered, leaning up and kissing his cheek.

-

The next day, Anastasia and Theo were up bright and early. Jumping out of their bed and into yours, "Wake up!" They both shouted, jumping up and down.

You groaned, shoving your head under the pillow, "You promised us chocolate chip pancakes last night." Even though your eyes were closed and you couldn't Theo's face,

"Why did we do that again?" You reached over and softly punched Andrei in the shoulder who was in a similar position as you.

"To get them to sleep." He replied, his voice muffled by the pillow.

"Come on, come on!" Theo jumped off the bed and grabbed Andrei's arm, trying to pull him out of bed.

You both eventually pulled yourselves out of bed and got yourselves ready then took Theo and Anastasia down to get breakfast. After breakfast and spending some time at the pool, it was time to get ready for the game.

Andrei got ready a little quicker because he had to be at the arena a little earlier than you had to be, but he helped Theo get ready before he left.

"Goodbye, I love you both." He kissed each of their heads, "Be good for your mom. I'll see you on the ice." He booped Anastasia on the nose, making her giggle.

"And I love you, too." He turned his attention to you, "I'll see you later."

"See you on the ice." You kissed him, hugging him and savoring the feeling of him being there with you, "Love you, too."

-

Theo was sitting next to you chowing down on some popcorn while Anastasia stood on your legs, dancing to the music blasting through the speakers.

"Stormy!" Theo pointed a few rows over to the familiar mascot. That caught the mascot's attention, and he looked up. Theo waved erratically. Stormy finished the interaction he was having and then made his way up to your row.

You were luckily sitting at the end of the row, so Stormy sat down on the steps next to your seats after giving Theo and Anastasia big hugs. Theo and Stormy talked (which was more just Theo talking and Stormy nodding along) while you waited for the first game to start.

Al the set pieces were set up on the ice already so you waited excitedly as Anastasia babbled and danced away. The lights eventually dimmed, and Theo screeched, clamoring into his seat, holding tight to Stormy's hand.

The Central Division was announced first, then Atlantic, then finally Metropolitan, "From the Carolina Hurricanes, Andrei Svechnikov!" Andrei skated out from the big monitors.

Theo stood up in his seat and cheered loudly. Stormy jumped up and down with him, "Look, papa." You laughed, pointing down to the ice. Anastasia followed your finger down to Andrei. She giggled, looking up at you.

-

After all the games and Takchuk was named MVP, Andrei was in media, Theo sitting happily in his lap, "How was your first Al-Star game, Svech?"

"it was great, I had a lot of fun, and getting to bring the kids along is a plus."

"What're you gonna do now that you have a week-long break?"

"We're going to Disney World." He laughed, eliciting a laugh from the reporters in the room.

"I'm sure Theo and Ana are excited."

"So excited." Andrei nodded.

Theo tugged on Andrei's shirt sleeve and Andrei bent down, his ear to Theo's mouth, "Ovi and Sid." He whispered, but his whispering wasn't very quiet.

The reporters chuckled, "We'll go find them later." Andrei whispered back before turning back to the reporters.

"We won't keep you for long, Andrei. Seems like Theo is excited." Andrei nodded appreciatively.

"Thank you." He picked Theo up and exited the room.

The TikTok of the kids answering who they would want to see the most went viral, and in particular, Theo and Anastasia went viral. Most of the comments were saying that now Theo and Anastasia had to meet their favorite players, so the media set it up.

You and Andrei led Theo and Anastasia to the ice where Sid, Ovi, Mikko, and Juuse were waiting to meet their Number one fans, media all around you.

Theo let out a gasp when the rink came into view and he saw Ovi and Sid standing on the ice. Anastasia heard and turned her head to the ice.

"Juice and Moose!" She announced your presence, causing the four players to turn to you. All of you laughed as they skated over to meet you halfway.

Theo, suddenly shy, hid behind Andrei's legs as Sid bent down in front of him, "Hi, Theo."

"Hi." Theo waved shyly.

"I heard you were a big fan." Theo nodded. Ovi produced a puck and handed it to Theo. Theo reached out and took it.

"What do you say?" Andrei whispered down to him.

"Thank you," Theo responded.

"You're very welcome." They both smiled.

Anastasia was just as starstruck as Theo, hiding her face in your neck as Mikko and Juuse stood in front of her. They both smiled as Juuse produced a puck and handed it to her.

"Thank you." She responded.

"You're welcome, Ana." They both smiled, "It was nice to meet you."

She only smiled, clutching the puck to her chest. You smiled down at her, "Wow, Ana. You met Juice and Moose." She beamed. Theo bounced up and down as he flashed you his puck, "Wow, look at that! They both signed it!"

"We have to add it to my collection." He told you.

"We'll do it at home." You brushed a hand through his hair, "Now, come on, Disney World is waiting for us."

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