You were goalie for Anaheim Ducks, sitting horrified in the locker room.

You guys were up against Philadelphia Flyers, their mascot, Gritty, known for beating down goalies. Your teammate Trevor giving you a little pep talk, saying. “Look, if you stay away from him and just…Don’t say anything about him, don’t even say his name..He’ll probably leave you alone. Hopefully.” Yeah, that totally made you feel better. Anyways.

You were in front of your net, when Gritty came into your sight, your eyes widening when he started tor in towards you on the ice. He grabbed your collar and started to beat you. The last words you got out was “OH SHI-“ before getting slammed to the ice, after suffering a few punches and one kick to your back he left you alone. You laid limp, after a minute or two of hearing your teammates Jamie and Mason wheezing you heard a familiar voice.

“Guess he wasn’t gonna leave you alone.” It was Trevor, he sounded a bit guilty. Yet also sounded like he was trying not to laugh.