A/N: This is my first fanfic ever, so I hope it turned out okay. I love watching Wordgirl (even though I'm probably too old for it). I'm a big fan of Tobey and Wordgirl together and one of my favorite episodes is "Have You Seen the Remote?" I wanted to make this seem like it could have been a real episode, and I tried to keep the characters right. So here goes!

Part I

(Narrator: Pssst! Listen for the words tedious and amorous.)

Narrator: Just another typical day in the big city as our favorite super hero, Wordgirl, battles an army of evil robots intent on destruction.

(Wordgirl zooms about in flashes of yellow, punching this robot, kicking this one, tearing the head off that one.)

Wordgirl: Captain Huggyface, execute robot defeat plan number two-hundred and twenty seven!

(Huggy squeaks an affirmative and Wordgirl scoops him up. She launches him at a robot's head, and then zips around to the other side of the robot. They both come at the robot with flying kicks, Wordgirl smashing in its chest and Huggy taking out the little antenna on top. Wordgirl catches Huggy as the robot crashes to the ground.)

Wordgirl: Great job Huggy! Is that the best you've got Tobey? Your robots are getting pretty easy to take down.

(We see Tobey, standing on the roof of a nearby building and clutching a remote.)

Tobey: (To himself.) If that's the only way I can get you to spend time with me, then more easy robots it is. (Aloud.) Well, I guess I'll just have to bring in some more, now won't I. (He pushes a button on his remote.) Robots, attack!

Wordgirl: Ugh, this is really getting tedious! (Huggy chirps questioningly.) Oh, 'tedious' means boring, dull, tiring and time consuming. Like having to defeat robot after robot after robot — (She is cut off by a robot arm swing at her.) Whoa! (She ducks quickly.) Go Huggy! (She launches Huggy at the robot, but instead of the attack going as planned, the robot manages to grab Huggy in its metal fist.) Oh no, Huggy! (Huggy shrieks in monkey.) Hold on, I'll get you! (She starts to fly to Huggy's rescue.)

Tobey: Not so fast, Wordgirl. Move one more inch closer to that robot and your hairy little sidekick gets crushed. (He pushes a button and the robot's grip tightens, Huggy squeaking in protest. Wordgirl gasps.)

Wordgirl: You wouldn't!

Tobey: Oh, but I would.

Wordgirl: Let him go, Tobey!

Tobey: Oh, I might consider that. If you were to do something for me in return…

Wordgirl: (Annoyed, but worried for Huggy.) What do you want me to do?

Tobey: Well, you see I… (He gets nervous and blushes.) Well, I…I'd like for you to… (He sighs, annoyed with himself, and changes what he was going to say.) Have you heard that there's going to be a dance at my school?

Wordgirl: (Forgetting herself.) Of course I've heard about the dance. The whole school's been talking about nothing else for weeks. I'm really excited about it and I just can't wait! (Huggy has been frantically waving to her from the robot, but she doesn't notice.)

Tobey: How do you know all that?

Wordgirl: (Caught.) I…erm…was hanging out around the school looking for crime? Gotta keep those kids safe, you know! Ha ha!

Tobey: (Not entirely convinced.) Of course. But back to my one condition; the only way you'll get your sidekick back in one piece is if…if you… (His voice loses its arrogance and becomes timid. He taps his fingers together nervously.) If you would go to the dance with me?

Wordgirl: What?! There's no way I'd go to the dance with you!

Tobey: (Sighing.) Then I suppose there's no way I'd let Captain Huggyface go. (He presses the button again and the robot squeezes Huggy even harder.)

Wordgirl: (Torn with indecision.) I…I…uh… (Tobey holds his finger over the button, looking quite menacing. Huggy is looking beseechingly at Wordgirl.) Ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this, but okay Tobey; I'll go to the dance with you.

(Tobey leaps into the air, punching his fist up in triumph.)

Tobey: Yes!!! Wordgirl's going to the dance with me! Wordgirl! With me! Yes, yes, yes!

Wordgirl: Alright, alright, enough already. Now let Captain Huggyface go.

Tobey: (Composing himself, adjusting his glasses.) Yes, right, of course. (He pushes a different button on his remote, releasing the robot's grip on Huggy. Wordgirl flies down to catch him.)

Wordgirl: Oh Huggy, are you okay? (He squeaks a somewhat dizzy affirmative. Wordgirl glares at Tobey, who smiles back sheepishly, hands behind his back. Wordgirl lands in front of him on the building roof and sets down Huggy.)

Tobey: So, I'll be seeing you tomorrow evening?

Wordgirl: Unfortunately.

Tobey: (Taps his fingers together again in that nervous Tobey way.) It won't be that bad, will it? I mean, you did have a nice time with me when we were looking for the remote, didn't you?

Wordgirl: It would have been a lot nicer if you hadn't tricked me into spending time with you by not telling me about the tracking device.

Tobey: True, but you'd never have spent the day with me otherwise.

Wordgirl: Well, no, I guess not…

Tobey: (Timidly.) I thought we had a nice time at the library and the museum…

Wordgirl: (Forgetting herself and smiling.) And getting ice cream. (Realizing what she just said.) Uh, yeah, I guess it wasn't too bad. Come on Huggy, let's get going.

Tobey: See you tomorrow, Wordgirl.

Wordgirl: Yeah, see you tomorrow. (She scoops up Huggy and takes of in a yellow flash. Tobey sighs and looks after her dreamily.)