I don't own Rugrats.
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"Are you kidding? Angelica's my girlfriend and I'm terrified of her."
Phil rolled his eyes "Yeah, but you're afraid of everything."
"You asked dad?" said Kimi, next to Phil sitting on Chuckie's bed.
"He gave me an extra hundred bucks."
"Then you need the Phil Deville touch." Phil said sauvely.
"No way. You need the woman's touch." Kimi argued.
He was panicked, "Just do whatever you can with me before Friday night."
"Angelica's never gonna know what hit her." They promised.
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"Angelica, Chuckie's here."
Angelica was almost ready to make her grand entrance down the stairs from her bedroom,. It had been a painstaking event. But she had to at least put in a good showing for Queen (even though she was already Chuckie's princess).
Light blue silken gown, tiara, matching eyeshadow; and she was ready.
She came down the stairs and saw him, almost not recognising him.
No glasses, freckles faded, hair chopped.
"You look beautiful darling" said her mom.
"Angelica, wow. I'll be the luckiest guy there." He looked down to the corsage in his hand and handed it over "Oh, yeah this is for you."
"Chuckie?"
"Yeah?"
"Wasn't sure if it was really you."
He grinned goofily.
"OK. Now I'm sure."
"We just need some photographs."
"Oh, our little girl is growing up."
Her parents were gushing but she was quite used to it. After all, it wasn't every day their little Princess was going to the prom.
"I'm so glad my dad didn't come too." Chuckie whispered to her, grimacing.
"Oh, you make such a handsome couple."
Angelica looked at their reflection in the mirror. Arm in arm. She smiled.
"Yeah. We do don't we?"
That crown is mine after all, she thought.
Chuckie took her hand in his and grinned nervously. "Shall we be off?" He asked.
She smiled broadly and answered back "Well, I'm ready."