A/N: I forgot to add this in the first update. Whoops. Anywho, welcome to my first fanfic. I worked pretty hard on this chapter and I'm currently working on the second one so if you like it you can expect it in the next week. I'm trying my best and I hope you enjoy it.

This was it. The last minute of the third quarter with a tie, if Riley didn't do something the game would go into overtime. Usually this wouldn't be such a problem, but her dad had a business call to get to at home and he wouldn't be able to see the game finish if it went into overtime. He had made it clear that watching the full game alone could put his call in jeopardy but he came regardless.

It had been a long time since the move, three whole years in fact. And in that time, Riley had adjusted quite well. She had made new friends, she was a straight A student, plus she was one of the best players on her hockey team. Living in San Francisco wasn't really as bad as she had originally thought, and she always went to visit her family and friends back in Minnesota.

There wasn't really much that could go wrong at this point. All Riley needed to do was somehow make a goal in the next thirty seconds. Riley had worked hard to get to this point, but she wasn't the only one.

There had been some big changes in Riley's head over the past three years, especially after Anger had accidentally hit the "Puberty" button when he threw a chair at the control panel. That had led to some...interesting problems. Disgust went almost insane for a little, but since then she's calmed down. The emotions had gotten better at working together, but most of the time only one would be at the control panel. After all, it was still a lot to adjust to.

"We just gotta get the puck is all." Anger growled, pushing a few buttons in an attempt to make Riley a bit more aggressive. "We can't go into overtime, then dad won't see our big win."

"We could miss and end up losing, I say we just give up." Sadness sighed as she slumped to the floor.

"Hey, none of that!" Joy exclaimed, scooping up the blue emotion. "At least he came, right? And we've scored at least one good goal already."

"Yeah but scoring isn't the same as winning, Joy." Anger said, watching the big screen which was Riley's vision. "So let's win already!"

Then they head it, the sound of a puck against a hockey stick.

Anger smiled, "Now we're talking!"

He quickly moved side to side, pushing buttons, throwing switches, and moving levers up and down. Riley was going faster than she had ever gone before, trying to get to the goal before the timer hit zero. As she zoomed down the ice, Sadness and Joy approached the console, both ready to act incase of a goal or a miss.
Fear was slowly creeping up on the console, worried about how close Riley was getting to the goal.

"Hey guys, maybe we should slow down just a bit." He offered, reaching for the lever that Anger was currently pushing as far as he could.

"Don't you dare touch that." Anger growled, releasing the lever for a brief second to push Fear away. "We're making this goal, and nothing is gonna stop us."

Meanwhile the timer kept counting down, only thirty seconds left till the game was over, and Riley was almost at the goal. Anger kept pressing buttons and pulling levers, keeping Riley's adrenaline levels up.

"Why aren't we shooting it?" Fear asked, his entire body shaking nervously. "We really don't want a repeat of what happened last year, do we?"

"I'm getting on that." Anger said, rolling his eyes. He reached over and slammed his fist down on a button.

Riley's hockey stick flew forwards, launching the puck towards the net. Joy and Sadness were already reaching for their respective buttons. The goalie looked back just in time to see the puck rocketing towards him. He lunged for it, but by then there was no time. The puck shot past him into the goal right as the buzzer went off.

"That was amazing!" Joy shouted as she quickly pushed various buttons. Two memories rolled onto the shelves, one red and the other yellow.

"You bet it was." Anger said with a smirk.

There wasn't much left to do here on the ice, the coach said a few words of praise and encouragement and then sent the team off to their lockers. Riley changed as fast as she could, then hurried out to meet her mom and dad.

"Is it over?" Disgust asked, peeking out the window of the small area the emotions slept in.

She had stopped watching the games for the most part, mainly because she sometimes was a distraction and other times because she couldn't stand how sweaty the girl was getting.

"Yes, Disgust, you can come out now." Joy said with a smile on her face. "We scored the game winning goal."

"Was winning the game worth practically drowning in our own sweat?" Disgust asked, slowly walking down the ramp towards the control panel. She sighed, "As soon as we get
home, we are taking a shower for at least an hour."

"The final games are coming up in a few weeks, and there ain't no rest for the wicked." Joy said, as she pressed a few more buttons. "So far it's been really good, and I have an even better feeling about this upcoming summer vacation!"

"What makes you say that?" Sadness asked, still laying on the floor.
"Because after this break, we're going to high school!" Joy exclaimed.

"Oh boy, as if middle school wasn't judgmental and stressful enough." Disgust scoffed, flipping her hair.

"Oh come on, I'm sure we'll be fine. After all Riley is a straight "A" student."

"Whatever, let's just get home and get clean." Disgust said, rolling her eyes. "I think I'll barf if I'm forced to sit through this stench much longer."

And that's the end of the first chapter. Leave a review, criticize or praise. Both are very helpful to my stories and are equally appreciated.