THE THREE WERE ALL IN THE KITCHEN, sitting in silence as they anticipated Sid and Geno's arrival. Their arrival was important. It meant that their plan was working, that this was just the beginning. Plus, it was Sidney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin, two players who make the NHL, the NHL.

Silence hung in the air, so when the door bell rang, everyone heard it. "I'll get it!" Dylan screamed, jumping out of her chair to run to the door before anyone could protest.

The door swung open to reveal a smiley looking Malkin and a tired, grumpy looking Crosby. "Hi guys!" Dylan exclaimed happily, mentally sighing in relief knowing they really would help.

"Dyl! Hello!" Evgeni exclaimed back, dropping his bags and opening up his arms. Walking forward, he attacked Dylan in a hug, which took the young girl by surprise.

When Geno stepped back, he glanced at Sidney who still hand't moved an inch, his face stone cold. Once Evgeni elbowed him in the stomach, Sidney instantly plastered a fake smile on his face. "Hi, Dylan," he forced out curtly.

Dylan ducked her head, a little uncomfortable and intimidated. "Sid," she squeaked out, looking down at his white Nikes.

After standing their in silence for a moment, Dylan glanced up to see both of them standing with their bags in hand, "oh! Sorry, come in, come in." Stepping out of the way, she let the boys walk in and drop their bags off to the side, casting glances around, taken back by how nice the home was.

"Wow-" Sidney started, walking towards the kitchen, suddenly excited about being here.

"Sid!" Alex yelled, walking around the kitchen counter to meet Crosby, both of them quickly hugging.

"Hey Burk," Sidney nodded to the Swede who was sitting on top of the counter, Andre returning the gesture with a smile.

Geno walked in behind Crosby, Dylan by his side. As the attention turned to Evgeni, Alex grinned widely. "Ah Geno! You big Russian blessing! You got him here!" Alex exclaimed, earning laughter from everyone except Sidney.

"Oh," Sidney frowned, "don't even get him started," he scoffed.

This brought curiosity to the rest of them, looking suspiciously at Evgeni, who broke out into laughter. "Make good story, no?"

Sidney rolled his eyes, walking over and settling down at the table. "So, Mackinnon and I were suppose to have a boys trip, you know go to Mexico, relax. Geno drops me off at the airport -"

Malkin interrupts, "as I drive home, I get call from you, Dyl and -"

"Then I call Geno because I forgot my passport. I asked him if he could run back, grab it then bring it back to me. He said yes." Sid shook his head disapprovingly at Evgeni who chuckled.

"I turn around, head back to airport and wait for Sid. He walk outside so I jump from car, grab his bags, throw in car then-"

"-Then he comes back, picks me up! Me! And throws me in the car! Then literally takes off without an explanation." Sidney sighed, "I was suppose to go to Cancun! Mexico!"

Andre was dying of laughter, Dylan laughing so hard nothing but silence escaping her mouth. Alex was leaning against the counter, arms crossed, a perplexed expression on his face. "Aw, what about Nate?"

Evgeni laughed harder, clutching his stomach as he waited for Sid to reply. "Oh- this is the best part!" He exclaimed, fake enthusiasm laced his words as he looked at Geno quickly. "I was suppose to meet him in Mexico, so my flight left a few hours before his. Geno here, did the honours of calling him to tell him I couldn't come. So instead, Nate took Drouin. He replaced me." Sid frowned glumly, "this was suppose to a fun guys trip. Just the two of us."

Evgeni smiled sweetly, "eh, he have more fun with Drouin anyways." Andre was wheezing, out of breath and clutching his chest, Dylan leaning on him for support was no better.

Malkin gained his composure and looked weirdly at the two, "it not that funny."

"Oh- but- it- is-" Dylan wheezed.

Sidney shrugged it off, "anyways, I'm here now, and Geno made it clear I can't back out. So I heard the plan, it's not bad, but we can't do this with just us. Who else is coming?"

"Seguin and Benn should be here in a day or two, they said they'd let us know." Alex explained, his arms still crossed and leaning against the kitchen counter, everyone sprawled out around the kitchen.

"Sound like good group. I have numbers too. We call more people."

Andre hopped off the counter, going around to the fridge to grab a drink. "Sound good Geno. Now, lets enjoy the rest of our day!" The Swede smiled, handing Geno a beer.

Alex sighed, "actually, it sounds like a dysfunctional group."

[authors note]
i need helppp! i'm
developing a plot
and i need a trio of
three players! i really
want an uncommon trio,
(not nylander, matthews,
marner, even tho they're
my babies) please comment!
they must be on the
same team though!