FILIP SANDBERG & LIAS ANDERSSON, two members of HV71′s “Gummi Bear-Line” (Bumbibjörnarna). The three young, energetic, and slightly shorter than average players, have been putting up important points for HV71 in the SHL playoffs. When they score the DJ plays the Swedish version of the Gummi Bears intro song, “Hipp Hurra för här kommer Bumbibjörnarna”.

Lias Andersson is only 18 and one of the top Swedish prospects for the 2017 Draft.


A few weeks before Amber’s wedding to Lucius, Huck and Cora threw a bachelorette party.  Fortunately, Cora insisted on a fairly tame location–the bowling alley–instead of Huck’s preference, a strip club, which Amber would not have enjoyed.

Huck still insisted on hiring a dancer, but she wasn’t happy with who the agency sent to meet her.  “Look, I’m sure he’s a great dancer and all, but he’s sort of… scarred up? And smells like cinnamon?  Which isn’t altogether unpleasant, but it’s a little weird.  And he won’t stop glaring at everybody.  Can you please just send somebody else? Oh, no, wait, hold that thought–I see somebody who will work.  I’ll send your boy back to the agency.  Thank you!”

After hanging up her phone, Huck attempted a pacifying smile at the now-fired stripper.  “Sorry, Cinnamon, but it’s just not going to work out between us.  It’s not me, it’s you.  Maybe you can work on those people skills.  Now shoo, so I can convince this random dude to take his clothes off.”

You Made Your Choice

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1.8K

Warnings: Angst

Written by: Kace

A/N: This is my first fic ever. Please be gentle.

You’ve been hurt before. It comes with the territory of being a hunter, so bumps and bruises were a normal thing. Physical hurt didn’t faze you one bit, it was emotional hurting you weren’t prepared for.

It all started when you met Dean Winchester. Growing up as a hunter, you were pretty much required to know about the Winchesters. They were royalty when it came to the business, but once you gazed into his emerald green eyes, it was game over.

You fell head over heels for the man. You two instantly clicked and it wasn’t long until you began tagging along with the boys. The only problem was he just wasn’t that into you… romantically speaking. Dean saw you as his badass sister. He was protective enough to keep an eye out for you, but he also didn’t mind flirting with the blonde bartender that happen to be at every dive bar we went to. 

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