Hey, hey hey! It's my very first Faaaat Albert fanfiction! Yay! I know, I know, I still have other stories to attend to. But rest assured, updates will be coming soon. In the meantime, here's a little story of the Cosby Kids. I recently got into the show, and Rudy became my favorite character very quickly. If you've seen the old show, you know that little Russell always has something to say about mean ol' Rudy. Always telling him he had no class. But what would happen if Rudy had enough of his insults? And it's up to Fat Albert to help both of them get along better. So sit back and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Fat Albert. They belong to Bill Cosby (whose work I still enjoy in spite of recent events. Take it or leave it)

Chapter 1: Rudy Loses It!

It was a nice summer day in North Philadelphia. Kids were playing, going on vacations with their folks. But one group of boys were hanging out in their favorite spot. The Junkyard.

Among them was Albert Robertson, better known as 'Fat Albert' by his friends. He was seen as the leader of his gang. He was kind, helpful, and always willing to set his friends on the right track of life.

But little did he know, was that the events of today would be his toughest mission yet.

The round fellow made his way to the junkyard, sure that his friends were there waiting for him, "Hey, hey, hey... what a beautiful day to play..." He said to himself, "I wonder what the others are up to..."

"RUSSELL!"

Albert winced at the outburst. Not because it startled him, but because he recognized that voice too well to get an idea of what was going on.

Russell must've told Rudy that he had no class again. He thought. Better go check it out.

With that, Albert ran through the junkyard, to find the source of the outburst. It didn't take him long, and soon enough, he came to see Rudy Davis giving a death glare at young Russell Cosby.

"You are really pushing my buttons, squirt." The older boy growled.

Russell glared back at him, "You're the one pushing buttons. The buttons of having no class."

The other boys, 'Weird' Harold Simmons, James Mush (better known as Mushmouth), Bucky Miller, 'Dumb' Donald Parker, and Russell's older brother Bill, laughed at the joke. But Rudy sure wasn't laughing.

"Hey, hey, hey." Albert greeted his friends, "What goes on with y'all today?"

"Russell played a harmless prank on Rudy," Bill replied.

"All I did was tell him that he needed to get rid of his guitar to remain cool and not be cocky because he already does a good job at that," Russell admitted nonchalantly.

Rudy sneered, "And he played me like a fool, too! Had me thinking that I losing my coolness. You know, I've just about had it with you, shrimp. I can take a 'No class' joke, but this time, you're really digging your own grave."

"I wish I was digging my grave. Then I'd be away from you."

The other boys laughed again. Albert noticed that Rudy was shaking slightly from anger, and moved closer to him in case he had to restrain him again, "Uh, Russell, you might want to take it easy. Rudy can only take so much from you." He said softly to the boy.

"Who wouldn't want to be away from me?" Rudy asked, "I'm so much fun. Much cooler than the rest of you losers."

"Oh, you're cool alright..." Russell replied back, "As in, cold. To everyone you talk to."

Rudy's face was quickly turning red. Soon, the other boys took notice of it, "I think Fat Albert's right, Russell. You might wanna dialed it down a bit." Bill warned his brother out of concern.

"Why should I? Something oughta tell him that the world doesn't revolve around him..." The smaller boy responded, "And since none of y'all wanna do it, then I'm happy to do so."

Harold soon spoke up, "Aw, c'mon, Russell. We all know Rudy can be a jerk."

"Yeah, even on days when he's not so jerky," Donald replied.

"Theb Jerkinestb on theb worstb daysb." Mushmouth also replied.

Soon, Rudy turned to others with the same death glare he gave Russell minutes ago. This caused them all the back away, except for Russell. They have never seen such a look on the rich boys face, not even when he was as mad as he was now.

"See, Rudy. Everyone agrees that you're a jerk." Russell said to the fuming teenager, "In fact, you have NCE."

"NCE...?" Rudy asked, growling loudly, "What's NCE...?"

Uh oh... Albert thought I think he's going to blow...

With a scowl, Russell said his answer.

"No. Class. Ever."

There was silence between all the boys. There was just a stare off between Rudy and Russell. Albert moved a bit closer to where he could grab Rudy's vest to restrain him. But as he did...

"THAT'S IT!"

This was the moment where Albert could not restrain the boy, for as he grabbed his vest, Rudy pushed him away, before pouncing on a now frightened Russell. The other boys gaped in horror as the teenager began to repeatedly punch the smaller boy harder and harder, not to mention slamming his head against the ground every now and then. Russell cried out in pain and struggled to escape, but Rudy had him pinned.

"I've had it with you, you little prick!" Rudy screamed, "Now, you're getting what you deserve!"

Poor Russell was now crying as blood streamed from his nose and other cuts on his face. The others had gotten over the shock, and soon rushed over to pull Rudy away, "Man! Get off of my little brother!" Bill demanded.

"Rudy, calm down!" Albert added.

"NO!" Rudy shouted, "This prick asked for it!"

It took a lot of effort, but the others were able to restrain Rudy. Albert held on the struggling boy, as Bill held his brother in his arms. Russell sobbed loudly as he buried his face in Bill's shirt.

Rudy growled like a wild animal as he struggled, "Let me go! I'm not done with that little monster!"

"Cool it..." Albert said softly, "Russell didn't mean it."

"YES HE DID! HE MEANT EVERY WORD!"

Bill glared at him, "You know what, Rudy. I think this time, you're the monster. Just because Russell knocked you down a few pegs, it doesn't mean you get to beat down on him..."

"Yeahb..." Mushmouth agreed.

"No need to thrash the poor guy..." Bucky spoke up.

Rudy couldn't believe that the others were going against him like this, "So you're gonna take his side?! Is that how it's going to be?! FINE! Go ahead, take his side then! Take it like you always have! I don't care!"

With that, he freed himself from Albert's grasp and stormed off, but not before kicking Russell in the side as he walked by him. As soon as he was gone, the other boys began to tend to Russell. The poor child's face was covered in bruises and cuts, with blood streaming down his face like tiny waterfalls, most of it coming from his nose. His clothes were stained with blood, and he was clutching his arm tightly.

"You okay, Russell?" Bill asked softly.

The little boy sniffed and looked up at his brother, "N-N-No..." He whimpered, "I-I-I was only speaking my mind... I-I-I wasn't trying to- I mean, I-I know I make him mad a lot... b-b-but I w-wasn't trying to the p-p-point of..."

"We know... it's gonna be okay. You didn't mean it." Bill shushed, "You have a lot to say for a little guy, but it's like that saying, 'If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all... though in my opinion, Rudy overreacted..."

"I-I-I wish I kept my mouth s-shut..." Russell admitted.

Seeing Russell so bruised, bloody, and frightened broke Albert's heart. In fact, it broke everyone's heart, especially Bill's. They couldn't believe what Rudy had done. There have been times where the snooty teen would want to clobber the small child for his comments, but could never do it due to Albert restraining him. But now, not only had he caught them all off guard, but he beat Russell to the point of near unconsciousness.

Albert suggested that Bill take Russell to the hospital to get him checked out and take him he would, after informing his parents of the incident. Albert could only think of how both Russell and Rudy must be feeling. He could only hope that Rudy had blown off enough steam so that this wouldn't happen again, and that Russell wasn't traumatized.

And... he could only hope that there was a way the two could get along better.

So chiz went down pretty quickly here. Rudy loses his cool with Russell and brutally attacks him. I think we all know that Russell has partial blame in this, and the boys know that. However, the problem is how Rudy responded to it. Next chapter we'll see the aftermath of everything, and get the situation from the perspective of everyone who witnessed it, and from Rudy and Russell especially. Anyways, I hope I got everyone in character at least. This is my first time writing for this franchise, after all. I'll see you later, and don't forget to review, please. Thank you.