Storm
(or: D*mn those Disasters!)
Part 1
By Avery

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 go inside!"
She looked up. 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 glance at the sky before heading in.

* * * * * *

Nosedive looked out the window of the Aerowing 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 meditateing or something. In the front, Tanya and Wing 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, than 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 teeny-weeny 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 ta see if we can land there."
Everyone nodded.
"In fact, I think I just found someone. Looks like we'll be touching down soon. . . "

* * * * * *

The Aerowing came in for a smooth landing. Rain poured down in sheets. Mallory stepped out onto the wet pavement of the small airport runway. She looked up into the sky, and promptly got water in her eyes. 'Uck,' she thought. 'What awful weather.' The rest of the team stepped out behind her.
"Stuck! Stuck, I say, in the middle of absolute Dullsville! What'm I gonna do?!" Wailed Nosedive. Wildwing nudged him.
"Quiet, bro. Someones coming."
A lone figure ran twards them. He was a middle-aged man, with graying red hair and brown eyes. He took Wildwings hand and shook it vigoriosly.
"The Mighty Ducks! Please let me introduce myself! Nathan Fergison, at your service! Wow! The Mighty ducks! Amazing! What an honor to have you in our small but humble town! If there's anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable, just name it and I'll. . ."
"Well, there are two things," Inturupted Wildwing. "The first, do you know where we could find a good hotel?"
"Oh yes! A wonderful place! Practicly right next door.! The most luxgrios we have! A wonderful place! Really, truly! has the most delicios spot of tea! Really great! Superb! Why if I had the money I'd go over there right now and. . . . . "
"The second is," Cut in Wildwing again. " May I have my hand back?"
"Oh." The guy looked sheepish as he dropped Wing's hand.
"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, let alone leading them to a hotel! Oh Joy, oh rapture,!" His vioce faded off into the rain as he led the Ducks to the hotel.

To be continued. . . . . . .