A\N + Disclaimer: No, I don't own the Rugrats, nor any of the characters. I only own any character I may come up with. I'll post Chapter 2 if I get enough reviews.
Rated PG-13
Chapter 1: Let Light Surround Us
"Where is she?" Tommy asked, referring to Kimi.
Tommy, Dil, and Chuckie sat in Tommy's garage with their instruments, ready to practice. They were getting
better each day, but now they waited on their lead guitarist to arrive.
Five minutes later Kimi arrived on her bike, carrying her Flying V over her shoulder.
"Guys, I got this new band you must listen to." She said, pulling out a CD from her pocket.
"Who is it?" Dil asked, turned upside down in his chair.
"A band called Dream Theater. They've been around for ages, but they're not that popular." she put the CD
into a boom box sitting on a shelf.
"They must suck then." Tommy said, playing a lick from "Numb" on his Peavey Raptor.
"Quiet!" Kimi said.
The song came in. It was the fastest drum intro they had every heard.
"We're taught unconditional love
That blood is thicker than water
That a parent's world would revolve
Always around their son or their daughter
You pretend I was your own
And even believed that you loved me
But were always threatened by some
Invisible blood line that only you could see
You took advantage of an outreached hand
And twisted it to meet your every need
"Gimme time to re-charge my batteries,
I'll see her when she's older and I'll bounce
her on my knee"
Well listen to me you ungrateful fool
Here comes a dose of reality
You'll go to your grave a sad and lonely man
The door is now closed on your pathetic little plan
On and on and on an don it goes
It's so easy to run away with nothing in tow
How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the nerve to blame this mess on me
Never in my life have I seen someone
So Ignorant to the damage he has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree"
Kimi cut the song.
"What's that song called Kimi?" Tommy asked.
"Honor Thy Father. Great isn't it?"
"It's alright. We'll listen to it in a little."
Tommy than began to play 'Here Without You'. Kimi hooked up her Flying V, and the band began to practice.
After a couple of hours of practice, the group disbanded. Tommy went up stairs to call his girlfriend Whitney. Kimi on the other hand…
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Kimi's Point of View
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'I need get this thought out of my head. I've known him for all of these years. Why would I want him now?'
"This same thought has ran through my head for the last 5 days." I mumbled to myself, taking a drink of
Mountain Dew.
"I can't tell him. Long as he's going out with that one bitch. Then again…"
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Tommy's Point of View
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"You need to stop playing rock star with your friends, and start playing with me, hun." She said to me.
"I need to practice. We all do." I said. She knows we got to practice, if we want to make it big one day.
"I guess. I need to practice my skills on you." She giggled. She was always like this, always dropping hints she wanted it. I really didn't want a sex-crazed girlfriend, but it was helping me with my rep.
"I'd like that."
"You better." We laughed.
Mom called from downstairs. "Dinner, boys."
"I'm gonna go have dinner, call you after I eat."
"Ok, bye." And she hung up.
"Dil, dinner time." I said, heading down the stairs.
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Dil's Point of View
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'So, you want to us to practice with you?' I typed. I sat in front of my desktop, talking to someone who called himself CreepingDeth. He said he was a senior at the high school. And he had a band called The Metal Militia.
'Sure. If y'all want to.' he replied.
I heard mom call for dinner.
I typed 'g2g' and left for dinner.
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CreepingDeth's Point of View
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"They gonna practice with us." Ray asked while restring his B.C. Rich Beast.
"Yeah." I said, cracking my fingers.
"Who's in the band?" he asked.
"The Pickles Brothers. Chuckie Finster, and his 'sister', Kimi." I replied, sighing.
"You like her, don't ya."
"Yeah."
"You don't mind if I light up do ya?"
I turned to face him. "Yes, I do mind."
A\N: Next Chapter should be a little more exciting. -_-
Rated PG-13
Chapter 1: Let Light Surround Us
"Where is she?" Tommy asked, referring to Kimi.
Tommy, Dil, and Chuckie sat in Tommy's garage with their instruments, ready to practice. They were getting
better each day, but now they waited on their lead guitarist to arrive.
Five minutes later Kimi arrived on her bike, carrying her Flying V over her shoulder.
"Guys, I got this new band you must listen to." She said, pulling out a CD from her pocket.
"Who is it?" Dil asked, turned upside down in his chair.
"A band called Dream Theater. They've been around for ages, but they're not that popular." she put the CD
into a boom box sitting on a shelf.
"They must suck then." Tommy said, playing a lick from "Numb" on his Peavey Raptor.
"Quiet!" Kimi said.
The song came in. It was the fastest drum intro they had every heard.
"We're taught unconditional love
That blood is thicker than water
That a parent's world would revolve
Always around their son or their daughter
You pretend I was your own
And even believed that you loved me
But were always threatened by some
Invisible blood line that only you could see
You took advantage of an outreached hand
And twisted it to meet your every need
"Gimme time to re-charge my batteries,
I'll see her when she's older and I'll bounce
her on my knee"
Well listen to me you ungrateful fool
Here comes a dose of reality
You'll go to your grave a sad and lonely man
The door is now closed on your pathetic little plan
On and on and on an don it goes
It's so easy to run away with nothing in tow
How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the nerve to blame this mess on me
Never in my life have I seen someone
So Ignorant to the damage he has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree"
Kimi cut the song.
"What's that song called Kimi?" Tommy asked.
"Honor Thy Father. Great isn't it?"
"It's alright. We'll listen to it in a little."
Tommy than began to play 'Here Without You'. Kimi hooked up her Flying V, and the band began to practice.
After a couple of hours of practice, the group disbanded. Tommy went up stairs to call his girlfriend Whitney. Kimi on the other hand…
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Kimi's Point of View
---------------------------------------------------------------------
'I need get this thought out of my head. I've known him for all of these years. Why would I want him now?'
"This same thought has ran through my head for the last 5 days." I mumbled to myself, taking a drink of
Mountain Dew.
"I can't tell him. Long as he's going out with that one bitch. Then again…"
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Tommy's Point of View
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"You need to stop playing rock star with your friends, and start playing with me, hun." She said to me.
"I need to practice. We all do." I said. She knows we got to practice, if we want to make it big one day.
"I guess. I need to practice my skills on you." She giggled. She was always like this, always dropping hints she wanted it. I really didn't want a sex-crazed girlfriend, but it was helping me with my rep.
"I'd like that."
"You better." We laughed.
Mom called from downstairs. "Dinner, boys."
"I'm gonna go have dinner, call you after I eat."
"Ok, bye." And she hung up.
"Dil, dinner time." I said, heading down the stairs.
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Dil's Point of View
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'So, you want to us to practice with you?' I typed. I sat in front of my desktop, talking to someone who called himself CreepingDeth. He said he was a senior at the high school. And he had a band called The Metal Militia.
'Sure. If y'all want to.' he replied.
I heard mom call for dinner.
I typed 'g2g' and left for dinner.
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CreepingDeth's Point of View
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"They gonna practice with us." Ray asked while restring his B.C. Rich Beast.
"Yeah." I said, cracking my fingers.
"Who's in the band?" he asked.
"The Pickles Brothers. Chuckie Finster, and his 'sister', Kimi." I replied, sighing.
"You like her, don't ya."
"Yeah."
"You don't mind if I light up do ya?"
I turned to face him. "Yes, I do mind."
A\N: Next Chapter should be a little more exciting. -_-