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Crack!
The sound echoed across the valley. Ivy Kassal looked up from where she was working in her garden.
'Another storm.' She thought. 'So many lately.' she brushed off her jeans and stood up.
"Monica! Derek! Ollie! Another storm's coming. Time to come inside!"
She looked up at the dark clouds gathered at the horizon, and a cool breeze smelling of the rain to come slid past her nostrils. She shivered, and cast a last look at the sky before heading in.
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Nosedive looked out the window of the Areowing at the rain pouring down. He was tired. They were heading back to Anihiem after a game in Chicago. He turned away from the window. Avery and Mallory were teaseing Duke, and Grin was meditating or something.
In the front, Tanya and Wildwing were locked in conversation. He strained to hear some of the words.
"Getting worse. . . . . " He caught. ". . . . dangerous. . . . might hafta. . . . . coming down hard. . . . . .radio." The radio switched on, to low to hear, then off again.
"Dangerous?" He thought. "I wonder. . . " His train of thought jumped the track as Tanya called back to them.
"Hey guys? Seems we have a teeney-weeney problem."
The team turned to stare at her.
" It's the storm. It's getting worse. We're gonna hafta land. I'm contacting the nearest airport to see if we can land there."
Everyone nodded.
"In fact, I think I just found someone. Looks like we'll be touching down soon. . . . . ."
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The Areowing came in for a smooth landing. Rain poured down in sheets. Mallory stepped out onto the wet pavement of the small air port runway. She looked up into the sky, and promptlely got water in her eyes. 'Ugh' she thought. 'What awful weather.'
The rest of the team stepped out behind her.
"Stuck! Stuck I say, in the middle of dullsville! What'm I gonna do!" Wailed Dive.Wing nudged him. "Quiet, bro. Someone's coming."
A Lone figure ran towards them. He was a middle aged man,with graying red hair and brown eyes. He took Wing's hand and shook it vigoriosly.
" The Mighty Ducks! Please let me introduce myself! Nathan Fergeson, at your service! Wow! The Mighty Ducks! Amazing! It is an honor to hav eyou in our small but humble town, not to metion an honor to me! I remeber back in 65 when I met the president! Kinda like this! If there's anything just let me know and i'll. . . . "
"Well," interupted Wildwing. "First: do you know where we could find a good hotel?"
"Oh yes! A wonderful place! Practicly right next door! The most luxirios we have! A wonderful place! Really! Truely! Why if I had the money I'd go over there right now and. . "
Wildwing stopped him before he could start babbleing again.
"Second: Could I have my hand back?"
The man, reealizing that he still had it, dropped it seepishly.
"Anyway, you said there was a hotel nearby? Where is it?"
Nathan seemed to brighten again. "Oh, right this way! Oh, isn't this grand!I never thought I'd meet the Mighty Ducks, lrt alone be leading them out of the cold and rain! Oh Joy, oh rapture. . . . "
His voice faded of into the rain as he lead the ducks to the hotel.