A Christmas Carol

Charlie Conway is 27 years old and life is not going well. Can three strange visitors change all that?

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Started: 24 November 2003 | Finished: 15 September 2015 | That’s right. It took 12 years and 10 months to finish this. Do I get a prize for being the slowest writer in the history of writing?

Dedication: To all the fabulous people that I love so much that have helped me through a nasty time.

Feedback: Hit me! Go on! I love it!

Disclaimer: I don’t own the Mighty Ducks, I wish I did because then I’d be fairly rich, could cheerfully say, “Ah, I knew Josh Jackson before he was famous”, and wouldn’t have to do boring repetitive work. I could write for a living. Anyone such as Taz, Annie and Celine belong to me. Yay, lucky me.

Disclaimer 2: Charles Dickens owns the plot. Of course he does anyone knows that. Thought I’d better state it for legality.

Notes: Kristine and I were talking about what movies we liked, and we both really liked Muppets Christmas Carol. Then I couldn’t get it out of my head, so I had to watch it. Whilst watching I realised that nobody had yet Ducked the story. You know me, I love to be the first. I’m a cherry hound in that sense.

Timeline: Charlie and Adam are playing pro hockey, they’re in their late twenties. If there aren’t hockey games so close to Christmas, I apologise. I really don’t know much about hockey, that’s why most of my fics are character-centric, not game-centric. If anyone points out, due to pop-culture references that my timeline doesn’t match up, I will thank them calmly, but still not edit the fic to make it fit.


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