Here it is: Carrying on from the vacation, at school.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Rugrats or All Grown Up. It's just a story. It'd be awesome if the writers DID actually use this as a storyline, but... what can you do?

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"What do you mean he's cut?" Angelica yammered into her cell phone, as she pushed past people in the hallway "you'd better have a good explaination..."

She spotted Chuckie by his locker and capriciously swinging her way past, still talking on her phone, she pushed out her left hand at the exact moment he went to walk away and pushed him back to recolide with the lockers; then not even pretending she'd noticed him, swung her hair and marched away still preoccupied with her phone call.

Tommy saunted up and gave Chuckie a flummoxed look "She's still punishing you when anything goes wrong in her personal life, huh?"

"It would seem that way" Chuckie recomposed himself and readjusted his backpack "I haven't spoken to her in weeks".

"So this weekend, are you going to come and stay at my place?"

Chuckie flushed and looked at his feet, "Well, I uh... (loooong pause) sorta have a date this weekend" he finished with modest pride.

Phil wasn't far behind them, he chipped in "So you and my sister finally decided to make it official?" he joked.

But Tommy didn't take this as a joke, in all seriousness (but masking as a concerned friend) he lay into Chuckie "So you're dating Lil?"

Phil held up his hands in a mock surrender sign, "woah tiger!" he chuckled, "it was just meant to be a joke. you remember what a joke is right?"

Tommy ignored him, "So, who's your date with, C?"

"Uh, Nicole."

"Good work" approved Phil, "cute smile."

"Well, well. If Phil De'ville isn't wasting his hormones talking about girls?" Came a light, half-disapproving voice behind them.

He almost jumped a mile "Gah! Where did you come from?"

"Well, unless it was too inconvenient for you, I was going to walk home with my big bro." Kimmi said sarcastically.

"We've just been talking about you" P said, rubbing the back of his neck and covering futily.

"Yeah?" She asked "That or the young lady Chuckie is seeing on Saturday?"

"How long were you standing there?" She just smiled in response. "That's it. You and me Kimmi Finster. First one to the school gates wins"

Kimmi dropped her bag. "Sorry Chuckie. I have to beat this sorry loser. We'll wait for you guys at the gate."

Tipping his head Chuckie picked up her bag and grinned goofily. He didn't mind. He flung it over his shoulder along with his own, it was heavy but the least he could do.

The two raced off, calling taunts to each other and trying to trip the other one down.

Tommy shook his head and rolled his eyes, the silence saying it all: Would they ever stop flirting? But Chuckie knew that Tommy was once guilty of fancying Kimmi himself, so he thought it the best move just to shut up when it came to his friend's little sister.

Chuckie however had other things on his mind, after much deliberation he dropped the bombshell "You've got to come, T..."

"?"

"Saturday. On the date. Just be there, you know, behind me."

"Ok?"

"I don't know. If you're not there, I'm afraid I'll fall into a sweaty mess. Like, what am I going to say for two hours?"

"We'll think of something, C. We'll work it out."

"You could take Lil, just hang behind. Step in if I lose it and black out or something."

"Com'on C. You're not that bad..."

"So you'll come?"

He raised his head nobly "Lil and I will be there. Nothing will go wrong. I promise. Come over my place before hand and we'll work it out."

Chuckie smiled gratefully, "yeah". He felt 100 percent better now, his nerves a dull and distant feeling in the pit of his being.
Tommy was the only person Chuckie could open up to like that and he knew it was safe in his hands...

So, what can go wrong? Click on the next chapter to see...