The People You Meet on Vacation
They’ve been on the same team for all of four months, and there’s no way around it: Chris just really fucking hates Shane Milligan. He can be professional about it; this isn’t like that guy at All-Stars forever ago who said he’d get off the ice if he had to play with whoever. They don’t even see each other on the ice, anyway. Chris stays in his crease, and Milligan goes and bothers the the guy at the other end.
The problem is that Milligan won’t leave him the fuck alone off the ice. Like, today Chris is eating breakfast with Jeff and Finny, listening to them talk plans for the All-Star break—wife’s family and deep-sea fishing off Cabo, respectively. Finny asks, “Where are you headed, Berge?” and Chris is about to contribute meaningfully to the conversation when suddenly there’s an arm around his shoulders and a loud voice in his ear:
“Christian Dior, where we GOING?” Chris tries to shrug Milligan’s arm away, gives him a shove, and says:
“Classified.”
“Oooh, mysterious. Fine, then, keep your secrets! Where we going, boys?” "The People You Meet on Vacation" is 11,000 words of original fiction about what happens when your least favorite person crashes your beach vacation (but you do manage to avoid copping a murder charge). (OMC/ OMC, mature, only vaguely hockey-adjacent, but Chris is the most goalie to ever goalie)
