A/N: Just tinkering with the team to update it a little.... still keeping Drury PBBBTH!
Chapter 135: Mimi XIX—Didn’t See a Thing
She’d heard about the trade before the game was done. And it was hugs and kisses to Stephane Yelle’s girlfriend and Radim Vrbata’s girlfriend as well. Trades. Michele didn’t know how they went over in a locker room when the news was delivered of a trade. She had never asked Patrick about that, it was something that the men kept to themselves.
Within the wives and girlfriends sometimes it was extremely emotional. Women were pack creatures after all, and they didn’t like to be separated from bosom friends and confidantes. Yelle’s girlfriend was sobbing, Vrbata’s, a soft-spoken European girl, didn’t seem to disturbed. Debbie remained solid and comforting as she hugged her.
Goodness, Michele had thought to herself. Pierre is busy isn’t he? She had to concede that the team needed defense and Derek Morris was a nice get. And Serge Aubin off wavers too she liked that. He was such a cute, serious young man it would be nice seeing him around.
After the game was over, not much was spoken about the trade. The girlfriends had left to meet up with their boyfriends and plan their new lives. It was a bit annoying because that meant all the Better Halves were now doting on her and Jonathan. After the news that Maltby had left the ice on his own power, Jonathan had seemed more cheerful and he seemed to be enjoying the attention.
"Mon Dieu!" Michele gasped when she finally saw a replay of Jonathan’s attack on Maltby on the television. And Elena goring Chelios with her teeth! "Oh babies!" she exclaimed and she hugged both of them, alternating kisses on the top of their heads. This was not something that was going to go away overnight.
"Mom, I’m really sorry," Jonathan said. "I don’t know what I was thinking other than Jana was crying and..."
"Non," Michele said putting her fingers over his lips. "It’s done and no one is dead eh?"
"Where is Jana anyway?" Elena asked looking around the room.
"I don’t know," Michele said suddenly feeling worry. "Jana!"
"Omigod!" Debbie exclaimed. "Where’s Mitchell?"
"HOLE-EE SHIT!" Jonathan exclaimed. "Look at the TV!"
Michele stood up and dropped the glass of water in her hands at the sight of the press conference. The other wives cried out in surprise. Brendan Shanahan was holding Jana up by the back of her jersey and Mitchell was already cozied in Chris Chelios’ lap. The microphones caught Jana as she smiled with her dazzling little smile and peeped, "Hello Mr. Shanny-han please don’t get me in trouble."
And when Mitchell, yawning and rubbing his eyes the way sleepy little boys did asked for Chelios’ autograph, there was a brief stunned silence before the wives and girlfriends broke into laughter. Michele had her hand over her mouth and she looked at Debbie who had her face in her hands, she could see that her cheeks were red and her shoulders were trembling. Was she crying or laughing?
"MIMI I THOUGHT YOU WERE WATCHING THE KIDS!" Michele heard Patrick howl as he ran into the wives room wearing nothing but clutching a towel around his waist.
Michele’s mouth flopped open; Jonathan screamed another curse word and the rest of the wives screamed like a disrupted slumber party.
"OMIGOD!" she heard Elena squeak.
"Patrick get back in the locker room you’re naked!" Michele barked feeling intensely irritated.
"But the kids!" Patrick snapped. "On the TV!"
"Yes, yes!" Michele sighed, "I know."
"DEBBIE!" that was Joe as he burst into the room in nothing but a pair of jeans that weren’t even fastened closed.
Another squeal from the wives. Michele couldn’t help but notice Joe’s perfect physique with appreciation. Even boring sex with him would be rewarding, Michele thought with an inner giggle. Debbie had it good!
"Joe!" Debbie exclaimed. "I don’t know how this could have happened I was watching him and...."
"I know it was Jana’s fault," Jonathan snapped. "She’s just pulling another wanting attention stunt."
Patrick’s eyes were sparking and when he was this angry he gestured a lot. And this was probably the most untimely gesture of his life when he pointed at Jonathan and snapped. "Well why weren’t you keeping an eye on...."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Michele’s hands flew over Elena’s eyes to cover them and the rest of the wives squealed when Patrick’s towel slipped from his hands as he was pointing and hit the floor. Michele grimaced and Patrick remained frozen in place, his eyes melting from angry to just plain helpless.
"OK," Joe said with a twinkle in his eye and he stepped in front of Patrick. "I think we haveta go get dressed."
"Awwww!" the rest of the wives said in unison. Michele stifled a giggle when Joe made eye contact with her and winked.
"Come on Patty," Joe said as he backed out of the room, taking Patrick with him.
There was another silence and Jonathan snarled. "Talk about humiliated!"
"Ooooh," Michele cooed. "Jonathan it isn’t so bad."
"Christ MOM!" Jonathan snapped, "They’re getting autographed sticks from RED WINGS! It can’t get any worse!"
Michele rolled her eyes. "Elena you didn’t see anything?"
Elena’s eyes were wide and she had a disturbingly huge smile. "Nope didn’t see a thing Mrs. Roy. Nothing at all."
"Oh shit," Michele muttered. What must Elena’s parents think of her now? First bringing their daughter to a game where not only does she almost get killed but also she assaults a grown man. And then in the aftermath, exposing her to a full grown naked man!
"Mom!" Freddy exclaimed. "You said the S-word!"
The women broke into another fit of laughter.
"Mimi!" Brandi Blake giggled. "Not baaaaaad! Are you insane? I couldn’t take one that big in... OW!"
Michele sighed.
"Shhhh!" Debbie hissed, "Children!"
"Oh the children are in the Red Wings press conference," Brandi sniffed, rubbing her sore arm.
"Noooooooope," Elena said, "Didn’t seeeeeeee anything."
"Awwwwwww hell!" Jonathan snapped. "Maw-um Dad’s ruining everything!"
Michele finally looked up at the television and saw how happy Mitchell was with his autographed stick and Jana was collecting autographs on the front of her jersey, glowing with glee. She grabbed Jonathan and hugged him, she really didn’t know what else to do, and smiles like the one painting Elena’s face at that moment just didn’t belong on the faces of children.
"Mon Dieu!" she whispered and looked back at the giggling Better Halves. "Go home and gawk at your own husbands!" she snapped causing another round of giggles. Even Debbie had a smirk on her lips. She mouthed out to Michele, "Nice one!" Michele narrowed her eyes but couldn’t fight the smile. It was a small consolation she decided that Patrick was not under endowed... just to save face...
And then she saw Cecile. That in itself was interesting. The girl was still staring at the doorway, her mouth slightly open, her emerald eyes wide. How much she had seen was evident. When Cecile finally felt Michele’s gaze and looked at her, the girl blushed and looked away.
Awww, Michele thought feeling a lot better. Was the righteous little virgin caught peeking? And had she even felt the urge to cover her eyes? Probably not... probably not...
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