Author's Note: Sorry I haven't released anything in a couple of weeks. I haven't felt very good and have had some massive headaches lately, but luckily, today, I'm not feeling nearly as bad, and I've been meaning to release this story for a while, and yes, my second multi-chapter story to celebrate the twenty-fifth anniversary since Rugrats premiered, and so, let's get started! Oh, and before I get started, I need to give a huge thanks to user, Olaughlinhunter, for reminding me of this idea, which I had long since forgotten about. I also know that user, Andrew, Madlab has released a similar story to this, so hopefully, I don't parody his stories too much, but regardless, let's just, well, hang on to our diapies and go in there, cuz a fan fic writer's gotta do, what a fan fic writer's gotta do. With that out of the way, on with the first chapter of this story!
All Growed Down
Summary: The sequel to All Growed Up. Fed up by constantly being told what to do by their parents, the Rugrats decide to take their second trip into the future (foocher), only to go back in time instead, and meeting their parents as toddlers. However, trouble arises when there's a chance they might never return home to the present. Or will they? Wrote this in celebration of Rugrats 25th. Anniversary.
Disclaimer: I do not own the original Rugrats characters, they're the property of their original creaters. I own the OC's of Zack and his Aunty Celeste though.
Chapter 1, Curiosity Leads to Time Travel
It was a typical day in the Pickles household, however, on this particular day, Stu was off at an inventor's convention with Peter in the capital of the Confederacy, and all of the other parents had things to do, whether it was their day jobs, like in the case with Zack's aunt Celeste, and Chas and Betty at the Java Lava, leaving Didi to watch after Tommy, Dil, Chuckie, Kimi, Zack, Phil and Lil all by herself. It was getting close to lunch time, when the toddlers, all a year older than they were during the events of All Growed Up, were all playing in the sandbox in the backyard, not wishing to come inside for lunch, because they were having too much fun.
"This is going to be our bestest sandcastle ever!" Tommy cried, placing another bucket of sand on top of the pile they had already made.
"Yeah!" All of the other toddlers cheered in unison, as they placed buckets of sand on top of the already growing pile of sand, just as they heard the back doors open up and footsteps walk across the patio.
One-year-old Dil looked up from his corner of the sandbox, to see their mother approaching.
"I think mommy's coming." Dil said.
All of the other toddlers turned to see Didi coming towards them.
"Okay kids, time to come in for lunch." Didi said with a smile, clapping her hands in front of her stomach.
All of the toddlers let out reluctant sighs, as they stood up from their spot in the sandbox, and made their way out into the yard, except for Chuckie, the three-year-old redhead walking right through the sandbox, knocking into their sandcastle, as he got covered in sand. Scared when he couldn't see anything, Chuckie started to cry. Worried, Didi rushed over to him and scooped him up out of the sand.
"Now now Chuckie, it's okay." Didi said soothingly, as she carried Chuckie inside of the kitchen, taking him over to the sink where she got his glasses cleaned up and renced him off with some water.
Chuckie started spitting out the nasty taste of sand and water that had gotten into his mouth at this point, while all of the other toddlers made their way to the kitchen table, where plates of hot chips with melted cheese on top had been placed down, along with individual cups of yogurt, and sippy cups of red juice.
"Mmmm! Hot chips and cheese, my favoritest!" Zack cried excitedly, as the blond picked up a chip, and was about to put it into his mouth, when Didi came over to the table with Chuckie and placed him down at the one remaining chair that wasn't filled yet.
She noticed that the cheese still appeared to be bubbly hot on Zack's nocho, and came around and snatched it out of his hand.
"It's still hot Zachary, you might want to let it cool off first." Didi said, placing the chip back on to Zack's plate, much to his dismay.
The blond one-and-a-half-year-old toddler glared up at Didi with disappointment, as he then turned back to his plate and started blowing on it. Meanwhile, at another part of the table, Phil and Lil were eyeing their cups of yogurt, disappointed that they got blueberry yogurt instead of lime.
"I wanted green yogurt." Phil snapped.
"Me too." Lil cried, sniffling back some tears.
A smile came to Phil's lips, as the now two-year-old toddler reached into his shorts pocket, and pulled out a large, juicy worm.
"Not to worry Lillian, when life don't gives you lime yogurt, you eat wormies." Phil said, placing one end of the worm into his mouth and handing the other end to his sister, who placed the other end of the worm into her mouth.
Unfortunately, their worm delights were immediately ruined, when Didi came over to check on them to see the worm the twins were sharing.
"Eeewww! Worms are not a proper lunch. Here Phil and Lil, eat some yogurt." Didi said, taking the worm out of their mouths, and placing the cups of yogurt beneath their chins.
Phil and Lil started to cry, as they grabbed at the individual cups of blueberry yogurt, and gthrew them at Didi's face. Dil, who saw this to look like fun, picked up his cup of banana yogurt and threw it at Didi. Soon, all of them were throwing their food everywhere, not wishing to eat it because they would rather go back outside and play.
"Oh my goodness! Kids! Just look at this mess! Now mommy has to get all cleaned up!" Didi cried, running off to the sink to grab up some wipes and sponges.
While her back was turned, Tommy, covered in nochos and cheese, turned to his friends.
"Now's our chance. Let's sneak back outside while my mommy's not looking and rebuild our sandcastle." Tommy whispered to the others.
Everybody hopped down from their chairs at the table, not caring that some of them had melted cheese on the bottom of their shoes at this point that they proceeded to track across the kkitchen floor, as they headed for the back door to go back outside. Just as Tommy was about to reach up to the doorknob to open it, Didi turned around from the sink, and gasp at the sight of the even bigger mess that lay before her.
Tommy! No!" Didi cried, running up to her two-year-old son, and starting to wipe off his purple hair with a wash rag, and pulled him away from the door.
Shortly afterwards, she had all of the kids upstairs in the bathtub, as she scrubbed them down and cleaned them up, then dressed them all in their extra clothes their folks had left them with to wear that day, while Tommy was placed into a pair of kacky shorts and his blue Goober t-shirt, much to his dismay, when he pointed to the white t-shirt in his drawer with Reptar on it.
"Reptar!" Tommy cried, pointing to the shirt.
"No no sweetie, we're gonna put on your Goober shirt right now." Didi said, placing the blue Goober t-shirt over his head, much to the two-year-old's dismay.
After a bit of struggling, she had the shirt over his head and Tommy into some clean clothes, and once Dil was dressed in a plain dark purple shirt and fresh diaper, everybody was taken back downstairs where they were put into the playpen.
"Now you kids play here while mommy finishes cleaning the kitchen, and in a little while, it will be time for your nap." Didi said, placing Dil down into the playpen after placing Tommy, Chuckie, Phil, Lil, Kimi, and Zack down along with him.
Once Didi was back in the kitchen, all of the toddlers sat around the floor of the playpen, looking less than amused, as Chuckie got the infamous blue, green, and orange star ball out of the corner, and they all started playing a friendly game of roll the ball to one another, while complaining of the unpleasant times of parenting they just witnessed.
"You know guys, I never thought I'd say this, but I didn't think it could get any worser than Angelica when it came to being bossed around. I love my mommy and daddy, but sometimes, they can be so bossy." Chuckie said, as he rolled the ball to his sister.
"Yeah! They make you stop playing to come eat before you're ready to." Kimi said, as she rolled the ball to Phil.
""And they take your favoritest food away." Phil said, upon catching the ball, as he rolled it to his sister.
"And then, they scrub you so hard in the bathtub it hurts." Lil said, as she grabbed the ball and then rolled it to Dil.
"I don't know, I kind of like it when mommy washes me off, but making me have to stay still when getting my diapies changed is never any fun. I'd rather run around nakie all day." Dil said, grabbing the ball as he rolled it to Zack.
"You know, I have an aunty who takes cares of me, but even sometimes, she can be a pain, like making you go to bed before your favoritest TV show is over, or when you want her to read you an entry out of the encyclopedia, she insists on reading The Runaway Bunny to you instead. It makes me wonder sometimes what our mommies and daddies, or in my case, my aunty were like when they were babies. I bet their mommies and daddies didn't never make them do stuff. I mean, I've metted Tommy's grandpa, he just, sits back in his chair and falls asleep while watching the fishy show on TV. If he did that when Tommy's daddy was our age, just think, I bet they went on all sorts of aventures and nobody stopped them cuz their daddy was too passed out to do anything about it." Zack explained, as he grabbed the ball and then rolled it to Tommy, who got that, I've gots an idea look in his eyes.
"Wait a minute Zack, that's a great idea!" Tommy cried.
"Oh no." Chuckie muttered, not liking what might be coming next, as Tommy stood up to face his friends, his hands placed firmly on his hips, continuing to explain his idea.
"Only, instead of meeting our parents as babies, member when we went to the foocher to when we were too growed up to let Angelica boss us around anymore?" Tommy asked the gang.
Everybody nodded their heads yes while Zack simply looked at Tommy confused, raising an eyebrow, not knowing what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about Tommy? We never went to the foocher." Zack said.
"Oh yeah, I forgotted, that happened before we metted you. Well, we went to the foocher ten years later and Angelica was nice to us." Tommy replied.
Zack stuck his tongue out at Tommy, a look of disbelief crossing his face.
"It's true Zachary, we went to the foocher with a time machine in the closet, and went to our first concert." Kimi added.
Zack turned to Kimi and smiled, though not quite convinced that this really happened, but not being up for arguing, he simply shrugged his shoulders and let Tommy continue where he was going with his idea.
"You guys, what if we went even further into the foocher to a time when we were so growed up, that even our mommies and daddies couldn't boss us around no mores." Tommy suggested.
"I don't know, I think I'd rather meet my mommy and daddy as babies." Phil said.
"Yeah Tommy, are you sure about this? I mean the lastest time you and I saw ourselves as growed ups, Angelica tried to fire us, with real fire!" Chuckie screamed.
Everyone else in the playpen exchanged confused glances except for Tommy, as the rest of them weren't there when Angelica tattled on him and Chuckie for playing with some lipstick getting in trouble, and they had that daydream of being adults.
"I know, but maybe things will be different this time. Come on, we've gots to at least try." Tommy said, pulling his screwdriver out of his shorts pocket and unlatching the playpen, looking around to make sure his mommy wasn't coming.
Luckily, she was in the kitchen on her hands and knees, scrubbing the kitchen floor with some water and a sponge, trying to clean up the cheese they were tracking everywhere to get outside, not paying any attention to the kids. Noticing his mommy was preoccupied, Tommy turned to his friends and brother who had all gathered behind him in a line.
"Quick, while mommy's not looking." Tommy whispered to the others, as everybody quietly tip-towed out of the playpen, and headed through the living room.
Soon, they were in the entry hall, and made a run for the hall closet.
"Are you sure this is where it is Tommy?" Zack asked, as they made their way to the closet door, opened it up, and headed inside.
"Yep." Tommy replied, as Chuckie, who brought up the rear of the line, closed the door behind him.
Little did they know that by the time they had made it into the closet, Didi was finished up with her cleaning of the kitchen, when she went back into the living room to check on the kids, only to peer into what was now a deserted playpen.
"Oh no, not again, and this time, Stu's not around to help me." Didi muttered to herself, before raising her voice to call for the kids.
"Kids! Where are you? It's time for your nap." Didi called, wandering around the entire downstairs of the house, looking for them.
"Hurry Tommy, before your mommy finds us in here and we're sent to take a nap." Phil whispered.
Just then, Tommy picked up the headphones on the floor of the closet, and just like the last time when they traveled ten years into the future, he plugged them into the boombox, only this time, when he turned the knob, he turned it in the opposite direction from how he turned it the last time.
"Hang on everybody, we're going to the foocher, again." Tommy declared, as he turned the knob, not realizing his mistake in turning it in the opposite direction from the last time.
Just then, the camera pointed to the ceiling like the last time, as a whirlpool appeared, then faded out to reveal the ceiling of the closet had slightly changed, as did the objects around them. The boombox was now an old record player, and to the babies surprise, they hadn't grown an inch.
"Come out come out wherever you are!" They heard a tiny little girl's voice cry outside of the closet, as tiny footsteps approached the door.
All of the toddlers stood there, really quiet, not sure what to expect. Suddenly, the door opened to reveal before them, a toddler of about two-years-old, with strawberry blond hair on her head pulled back into a ponytail, wearing a pair of green rimmed glasses, a pink dress with a diaper under neath, white ankle high socks, and black Mary Jane shoes. Tommy, being the brave leader of their group, slowly stepped out of the closet and approached the little girl, who offered her hand to him to shake.
"Well hello little boy, what's your name? My name's Didilia Krapakin, but everybody calls me, Didi!" The little girl cried.
All of the other toddlers standing behind Tommy at the opening of the closet door gasp at this sight.
And this, ends chapter 1. Uh oh, I don't think they went to the future, I think, they might have gone to the past, but we'll know for sure come the next chapter, so please, do stay tuned!
Author's Note: Originally, I was going to have the gang get fed up by Angelica again, but if they were going to go twenty-five years into the future, and if Angelica was already nice to them ten years into the future, I sort of wanted to take on a different approach, having them somewhat relive the events of What the Big People Do, but a bit more dramatic because they were older, making the rules and limitations of what they could and couldn't do a bit more strict. Plus, I found after Dil was born, with having a second child to take care of, Didi became more neurotic and overprotective of her kids in future seasons, so wanted to show this aspect, or at least, how I saw it anyway. Also, while it's usually Chuckie who says something to spark up Tommy's ideas, I wanted it to be Zack and Phil or Lil to do it this time for a different change in pace. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, and I assure you all, the next chapter will be up shortly, when we learn what's really going on.