Ten year old pee-wee hockey player Charlie Conway was currently having a sleepover with his buddy, or rather teammate, Adam Banks.

It was about 1am now, and Charlie was hungry as he laid in bed beside Adam.

A few minutes passed, and he was in the kitchen, grabbing a snack from the fridge, before he heard footsteps and a small tired groan from the hallway.

“Oh…um…” He mumbles, slowly opening the thing he grabbed from the refrigerator.