TMD; The Mighty Ducks; Preferences and Imagines

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕨𝕒𝕪- 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕟

As Halloween approached, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. It had been years since I celebrated this spooky holiday with my high school sweetheart, Charlie. We had lost touch after college, but destiny had a way of reuniting old flames.

One gloomy October evening, as I carved pumpkins on my porch, my phone chimed with a message. It was from Charlie. The text read, "Hey, long time no see! How about catching up this Halloween? I've got a surprise for you."

I couldn't contain my excitement as I replied, "I'd love that! Let's meet at our old secret spot, the abandoned Redwood Mansion, just like old times."

As I made my way to the eerie mansion that had become our unofficial hangout in high school, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The moon cast long, ghostly shadows, and the wind whispered through the trees, making the night feel alive with secrets. I wondered what Charlie's surprise would be.

When I reached the mansion, its crumbling facade and broken windows seemed even spookier than I remembered. I cautiously stepped inside, guided by the faint light of my flashlight. Suddenly, the lights in the mansion flickered, and a haunting melody filled the air.

"Surprise!" a voice called out, and there he was, Charlie, standing in a black cloak and a sinister mask. He looked just as mischievous and charming as ever. I couldn't help but smile.

"You scared me half to death," I said, laughing.

"That's the spirit of Halloween," he replied, pulling me into a warm hug.

We explored the mansion, catching up on the years that had passed. Charlie had become a successful event planner with a knack for creating thrilling experiences. He had transformed the old mansion into a haunted house for one night, just for us.

As we walked through the dark, creaky hallways, we stumbled upon a room filled with cobwebs and dusty antique furniture. A ghostly figure appeared before us, wailing in a spooky, exaggerated manner.

I clutched Charlie's arm, my heart pounding. "This place is giving me the creeps."

Charlie whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, it's all just for fun."

We made our way to the next room, where a fortune teller sat with a crystal ball. She beckoned us to join her.

"Would you like to know your fate?" she asked.

I exchanged a glance with Charlie and nodded. The fortune teller peered into the crystal ball and said, "You two have a long and happy life together. But be warned, there are challenges ahead. Trust in your love, and you will overcome them."

We left the fortune teller's room with a sense of wonder and anticipation. Charlie and I had shared some unforgettable moments in our youth, and the reunion felt like the start of a new chapter in our lives.

As we continued exploring the haunted mansion, we encountered all sorts of spooky surprises: zombies, werewolves, and vampires. Each scare brought us closer together, our laughter ringing through the old, dusty corridors.

Eventually, we found ourselves in a room filled with pumpkins and jack-o'-lanterns, their faces twisted into eerie expressions. It was there that Charlie confessed his true surprise.

He looked into my eyes and said, "I brought you here because I wanted to relive the magic of our youth, to remind you how special you are to me. I missed you, and I wanted to make this Halloween unforgettable."

Touched by his words, I smiled and replied, "Charlie, this has been an amazing night. I missed you too."

The night was far from over, and we decided to stay in the haunted mansion, sharing stories and reminiscing about our teenage years. We talked about our dreams, our fears, and our future together.

As the sun began to rise, we left the old Redwood Mansion behind, our hearts full of love and nostalgia. Halloween had brought us back together, and the memories we created that night would stay with us forever. Charlie and I had rekindled a love that had never truly extinguished, and as we drove away, I knew that our story was far from over.