"SUP BITCHES! YOUR FAV HAS ARRIVED," Drew Doughty burst through the front door, earning everyone in the kitchen to run to him.

"Drew!" Jonathan came in last, pushing past the crowd that formed to bro hug his teammate.

Dylan came down the hall, Andre, Tyler, Carey, Jonathan Toews and Andrew all breathing heavily as they followed behind the girl. "Hey! Drew!" Dylan yelled, jogging over to hug him.

"Since when were you gonna tell us Doughty was coming?" Tyler asked, grinning widely as greeted him.

Jamie came up behind Tyler, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Surprise!"

"What were you guys doing?" Patrick asked, gesturing to an out of breath Toews. The group that had just walked in all looked at each other uneasily.

"Uh-" Carey scratched the back of his neck, "we-we were playing hide and go seek."

"Tag! We were playing hide and go seek, tag,"Andre grinned.

Alex was going to say something but got cut off, "we are so playing that later!" Mark announced as him and Steven walked through the already open door, dropping their bags and pushing up their sunglasses so they sat on top of their heads.

"Mark! Steven!" Sidney cheered happily, greeting the two newcomers.

They said their hi's to everyone, Mark and Tyler greeting each other happily. "No, but really, we wanna play later." Mark whispered into Dylan's ear as he gave her a quick hug.

"Yeah! And Geno it! I chase Sid out house and down street. He run all way back to Pittsburgh." Evegni laughed, smiling evilly as he elbowed Sid in the side.

Steven chuckled, immediately jumping into a conversation with Jamie and John. Mark, Andrew, Patrick, Corey and Toews all gathered around, catching up. "Alright guys, before we play hide and go seek, I need a drink." Drew announced, making himself right at home as him, Carey and Quick all went to the kitchen.

Five hours later, the sun was sinking and the group was all outside, drinking, swimming, golfing and playing beer pong. After an intense game of hide and go seek tag, Patrick, Alex and Sidney all winning, they decided to unwind outside.

"C'mon Geno! Be my partner, lets kick Alex's ass!" Dylan yelled, a little tipsy, but still aware of her surroundings.

Evgeni jumped up, chugging the rest of his drink before walking over to the beer pong table Tyler and Andre had set up. "Lets go Burakovsky, it's time for my apprentice to learn something." Alex called the younger kid, Andre getting up off his chair beside Mark.

"Oh, Dyl and Geno are taking this one, sorry Alex," Steven admitted, standing beside the table, watching as the two teams set up.

Corey came up beside Stamkos, slinging his arm around his shoulders, "yup I'm agreeing with Stammer."

"I beat your ass already!" Alex retaliated, sending Corey a glare.

Corey responded with an eye roll, "yeah cause my partner was Johnny T. Stammer and I are next."

Steven's eyes widened, stepping away from the Chicago goaltender, "I-I'm not any good."

"Oh so what, you're better then Johnny."

Tyler spoke up from the small putting green, "Mark and I will play ya, Crow."

Mark who was over in a deep conversation with Sidney, only nodded his head, lifting his red solo cup up in the process to tell Tyler he was paying attention.

"What the fuck man, I thought we'd be partners." Jonathan Quick shoved Tyler, making him drop his golf club. When Tyler picked it up and only shrugged, still concentrated on his swing, Quick mumbled, "fine when Tavares comes out him and I will play next."

"Where are the rest of them?" Dylan asked as Geno threw the first ball, it bouncing off the rim of the cup and falling to the ground.

"They're in the sauna," Steven replied, referring to Patrick, Jonathan Toews, Jamie, Drew, John, Andrew and Carey.

Dylan threw next, the ball completely missing the table. "I think you need another drink, Dyl," Andre teased.

The girl replied by mumbling words under her breath, letting out a frustrated breath as Alex's ball landed in the cup. Geno drank the substance and placed the cup on the side, Steven and Corey rethinking their decision to chose Evgeni and Dylan for the win.

Sure enough, the Russian and the young girl bounced back and had beat the two Captials, then moving on to play against Corey and Steven. After losing to them, Mark and Tyler had defeated them, then moving on to play Quick and Tavares. The night turned out to be a beer pong tournament, everyone playing until one remained.

The tournament lasted hours, slowly everyone going to their rooms to sleep off the alcohol, some not even making it inside, and had settled for a lawn chair by the pool. Everyone was playing and having so much fun, wanting to be the last team standing, taking home the title of Beer Pong Champions.

The only problem, though, was that with everyone playing; no one remembered who won in the morning.

[authors note]
i published a jake gardiner story
called "talking to the moon"!