The night falls and the game is about to begin! Most of the students are at the game, either playing or rooting on their classmates. The game is featuring the One Summer Academy Niall's Leprechauns Ice Hockey Varsity team versus their rival, Swift-Bieber School Superstars Ice Hockey Varsity team.

The starting lineups are on the ice for both teams. The Superstars are in their menacing black jerseys with red, white, purple, and gray designs. Niall's Leprechauns are in their light-hearted white jerseys with orange and green accents with Niall's face in the middle...or somewhere else Beau sewed the logo on, since he did most of the varsity's jerseys, including the jersey of the captain, John Tavares.

In the reporters' booth are the principals, who managed to have all four of them squeezed into the compartment. They have their phone hooked up to the speakers of the arena, which is blaring "Drag Me Down." The scoreboard monitor machine is also running and the microphone is on.

Niall takes the microphone and begins saying in an announcer-like voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines! "
Louis leans over to Niall and whispers to him, "Niall, this is hockey."

Niall turns to Louis. "Right." He faces the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, put on your jackets, because it's about to get cold in here!"

"Well," Harry starts off in a philosophical tone, "it's actually gonna be hot because they're gonna be moving around a lot, so they don't need jackets, but we're gonna be watching them, so we do need jackets because we won't be playing.

The other three just stare at him with blank expressions.

Niall then turns back to the microphone. "Let the game begin!"

On the ice, the face-off is formed with John going head-to-head against the captain of the Superstars, Lars Eller. On John's side is Beau Bennett, Max Pacioretty, Robert Bortuzzo, and Roman Josi. On Lars's side is Nikita Kucherov, Corinne Buie, Drew Doughty, and Ian Cole. The referee leader who inspected the rink, Larry, drops the puck.

John and Lars dig their sticks at the puck, attempting to get it first to their side. John manages to get a hold of the puck, quickly passing it to Beau.

With a happy gasp, Beau begins cradling the puck as he zooms down into the Superstars' zone. His eyes are on the net, ready to shoot and get the goal. But he is going a bit too fast...and misses the net as a whole.

But not the boards.

BAM!!!

Beau slams right into the boards, plastering against them. "I'm okay," he croaks before peeling off and slumping onto the ice.

Lars skates over to Beau, using the opportunity to get the puck from him as he recovers. He then passes it to his teammate, Nikita, from behind the net.

Nikita turns around and begins driving hard down the ice, flipping the game around. He passes it to Drew, who goes for the slap shot straight at the Niall's Leprechauns' goalie, Matt Hackett.

In a snap, Matt slides in his butterfly position. He snatches the puck with his catcher's glove, stopping the play.

"GOOOOOOAAAALLLL!!!!" the principals yell from the reporters' booth and through the speakers.

Then the arena falls into silence.

Larry, the referee, glares at the principals. "Are you blind, that wasn't a goal!"

"Lionel Messi!" Niall shouts.

Larry skates over to the other referee, Moe, who is always with him. "Is there a Lionel Messi on this team?"

Moe's clueless smile kind of fades. "No, isn't he a baseball player...?"

Larry shakes his head. He then skates over to the home bench, halting in front of the Coach of Niall's Leprechauns, Coach Sidney Crosby. "Do you have a Lionel Messi on your team?"

Sidney makes an odd look at him. "What? No, that's a soccer player!"

Larry turns away, gawking at the reporters' booth. "What's going on?"

Then Niall's voice is heard saying: "As you can see, folks, this is a very exciting football going on here. It's the most exciting game I have seen in me life. I'm on the edge of my seat here and there's only seconds left in the half!"

Everyone turns their heads to face the scoreboard, which has the time of the game. In bright, red digital numbers, the scoreboard reads: "16:15."

Larry decides to get on with the game. He skates over to the face-off circle near Matt. The lineup has changed, so this time it is Evelyna Starikova taking the face-off with Brendan Gallagher, Jamie Benn, PK Subban, and Brenden Dillion on her line. Going against her is Steven Stamkos, who is with his line consisting of Corey Tropp, Tomáš Tatar, Jake Muzzin, and Victor Hedman.

"Vladdy's way cuter than you, Stammykins!" Evelyna taunts at her face-off opponent.

"Shut up, we're gonna play hockey," Larry snaps at her. "Don't mention 'cute' unless it's me."

He then drops the puck and in a snap, Steven knocks the puck over to Corey, who skates toward the Niall's Leprechauns' zone with it.

Brendan skates by Evelyna with his eyes on her, gaping. "Oh, way to go, Evelyna, you turned the puck over to the other team! Next time, you should let me do it!"

Evelyna sharply faces him with lowered eyebrows. "I didn't turn over the puck, you should've been paying attention and got the puck!"

"Oh, now it's my fault?" He backs up in a tauntingly manner. "Last time I checked, it was you who lost the face-off in the first place!"

"Don't blame me, you lying Hab!" She throws her stick to aside and flicks her gloves off, revealing tight, anger-fuelled fists.

"You callin' me lying Hab?" Brendan takes off his own gloves and lunges at her.

Evelyna quickly throws a punch at him, grabbing his jersey's collar to keep him upright.

Brendan jabs his fists at Evelyna's direction, going so deep that he loses balance and topples on top of her.

So they end up rolling around, striking their faces and heads as helmets and elbow pads go flying.

From the home bench, Tyler Seguin stares out at the fight in fright. "WHOA! You guys are wearing the same jerseys! You guys are on the same team!"

Brendan manages to lift his upper body up from the ice, looking at Tyler. "Apparently, she can't see that—!" Then a fist goes flying into his nose, causing him to fall under the boards again.

The other skaters start gliding around the ice aimlessly while waiting for the fight to end.

Larry eyes the fighting teammates with disgust. He then turns to the others. "Ignore this pile in the corner. Keep playing."

With a huff, Coach Sidney skates off onto the ice in his suit and tie. "Okay you two, break it up!" he shouts at them as he approaches them.

From the reporters' booth, Louis points to the fight. "Niall, look! There's a boxing match on the ice!"

Niall eyes the fight with excitement. He snatches the microphone and begins reporting."Oh, and he's with the left hook and she got him square in the eye with her jab!" His face falls into a frown. "Aw, look a zebra is pulling them apart! What a party pooper!"

"Come on!" Louis yells.

"Yeah, get back to the good stuff, we wanna see more!" Niall adds on.

The home bench eyes the reporters' booth with concern.

Louis and Niall though continue chanting: "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

From the benches, Rickard Rakell and Hampus Lindholm join in their chant: "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Coach Sidney and Larry are now dragging Evelyna and Brendan toward the penalty box. Evelyna has managed to give Brendan a bloody nose while Brendan messed up her fiery red braids.

Coach Sidney escorts them into the penalty box. "Stay there and learn how to cooperate as a team." He then closes the door on them and skates away.

Evelyna and Brendan sit at opposite corners, giving each other dirty looks.

"How'd you like losing that face-off against that Bolts fan—?"

"Shut up, you jerk!" Evelyna slaps him.

Brendan slaps her hand away in defence. "I'm only trying to make a conversation here—"

"Still, don't bring any of the Bolts in!" She slaps his hand again.

He slaps her hand.

She slaps his.

Hers.

His.

Hers.

Then they get into a slapping fight with their heads averted from each other.

"Ehhhhhhhh!!!"

Meanwhile, the next play has already begun.

Hilary Knight and her line is on the ice: Patrick Kane, Anders Lee, Cam Fowler, and David Rundblad. They are against Tyler Johnson's line with Jakob Silfverberg, James van Riemsdyk, Justin Schultz, and TJ Brodie. Hilary passes the puck to Patrick from the face-off. Patrick skates hard toward the Superstars' zone, passing it to Anders before crossing into it.

Anders passes it back to Patrick then Patrick to Anders, Anders to Patrick, confusing the goalie and making the opponents skate harder. The Superstars begin to defend since the puck is in their zone. Jakob goes next to the boards, trying to intercept a possible pass to Patrick.

Then on the other side of the boards, Rickard and Hampus pop up into view. They begin to chant the famous chant: "Ooo! Ah! Silfverberg!" They then pound on the glass to grab his attention.

"Why you on the evil side?" Rickard shouts at him.

"Come to the good side!" Hampus adds on.

"Yeah, we have cookies!" Rickard bribes.

Jakob straightens up and eyes the two Swedes. "No--! Shhh!!"

Rickard and Hampus give him a bewildered look. "What? You don't want cookies?" Rickard asks.

Suddenly, from the away bench, Nikita blasts into view, skating full-fledge toward the Swedes in the middle of the play. "COOKIES!!!" He dives through the boards, crushing it against the floor. He then scrambles onto the soft ground and rushes away into the tunnel, shouting, "COOKIES!!!!"

With hesitation, Jakob skates away.

From the away bench, Coach Claude Giroux gawks at the scene. "Are you kidding me?" he shouts in his not-so-apparent French accent. "This is the twelfth time this has happened in three games!" He turns to his assistant coach, Jaromír Jágr. "Jaromír, can you go grab him?"

Jaromír shrugs. "Sure" He then nonchalantly exits the away bench.

Back on the ice, the play continues on, even if some of the boards have been toppled to the ground. Anders pushes the puck at Dustin Tokarski, the goalie of the Superstars, with a backhand, but Dustin covers it.

In between the play, the lines change with John's line and Lars's line coming back in.

John takes the face-off against Lars again and wins it. He passes the puck to Max, then skates off to get a good angle of the net, since they are in the scoring zone.

Max passes the puck across to Roman, who slap shots it to the front. Dustin boots the puck over to his right side, where John is, and John quickly knocks the puck back over to his direction, over his leg pad and into the net.

It's a goal!

Beau starts prancing around the ice. "We scored! We scored! We scored!!!" He hugs John in celebration.

The other Niall's Leprechauns on the ice huddle around their goal-scoring captain.

"You mean, I scored," John tells Beau matter-of-factly.

"YEAH!"

All of the other Niall's Leprechauns on the bench stand up and bang their sticks against the boards in celebration. Most of the audience members get up to their feet and cheer as the lights above Dustin's net flash red.

While all of this is happening, the principals are quite confused.

Niall is peering out through the glass at the celebration with knitted eyebrows. "Oh, I think something happened."

"Yeah, it went in the net." Harry points over to Dustin, who is shovelling the puck out from the net. "Behind the big guy."

"I think that's a goal?" Liam pipes in.

Niall takes the microphone into his possession. "Ladies and gentlemen, a goal has been scored by..." He ducks away from the microphone and whispers to his friends, "Who scored the goal?"

John, who has already departed from his celebration, breaks in front of the reporters' booth and leans over to speak through the hole in the middle of the glass. "It was me." He then begins to skate away.

Niall points to him with his eyes still on his friends. "Who's that? What's his name?"

John rushes back to the booth and speaks through the hole again: "John Tavares, number ninety-one, captain of Niall's Leprechauns, at exactly eight minutes and twenty-four point two seconds. The score is now one to zero." He then skates off quickly to the home bench.

"Oh!" Niall smiles happily. "The captain of me team scored! And we're now winning!"

"YAY!!!" the four principals shout with glee.

Harry, who is in charge of the score, presses a few buttons on the scorekeeping machine.

Up on the wall, the scoreboard shifts from "0-0" to "100-0."

From the reporters' booth, Harry leans back with inquiring eyes on the scoreboard. "Seems right." He rubs his chin and nods his head. "Yeah, seems right."

Niall announces through the microphone again: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are now winning—" He peers up at the scoreboard. "—100-0!" He grins. "See, I knew me team was good enough!"

From the away bench, the goalie coach of the Superstars, Coach Corey Crawford, blows up.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME???" he roars, using wild hand gestures while leaning toward the ice. "WE DID NOT LET IN ONE HUNDRED GOALS!!!!! WE MIGHT BE LOSING, BUT NOT BY THAT MUCH!!!"

Tyler eyes the goalie coach. "I would change your goalies if I were you."

Coach Corey glares at him. "Shut your mouth, pretty boy!"

Larry glides over to Coach Corey, signalling him to calm down. "Hold up. Let me fix this." He then slides over to the reporters' booth. "Alright, who put you four in charge?" He places his hands on his hips.

"The principals," Harry replies.

"Where're the principals?"

Louis extends his arms out from both sides. "Right here."

Larry frowns at them. "Fix the scoreboard. You're winning one to zero. Not a hundred to zero."

Harry then shoot a philosophical question: "Or are we?"

Larry rolls his eyes. "Just change it to one to zero." He then skates off to centre ice.

With a huff, Harry reluctantly presses a few buttons on the scoreboard machine. The scoreboard changes from "100-0" to "1-0."

And the game continues on!

After two more periods, the game ends four to one, Niall's Leprechauns' victory! What a great game for homecoming! Captain John Tavares with the hat trick and Tyler Seguin with the last goal.

And now, it's time to celebrate!