Note: Hello Lovelies, this is a new story I am working on. Don't worry I will continue to add more chapters to my other story. This suddenly came to mind when I was reading a few other fanfic, non Rugrat/AGU fanfic. Oc's are accepted and if you want yours to show up in this story let me know, they can probably bring in some amazing drama. This is a Dil x Evie story, however there will be lack of that until the story starts getting more intense. They will be sideline drama, because focusing on one simple thing is boring to me. Sideline couples, I will be choosing the couple's, nothing cliché. Anyway I hope you enjoy this first chapter. - Tropical BlueJay (aka Avery) (P.S I originally posted this six months ago...? I believe don't quote me on that but I deleted it because I wasn't doing anything for it, but now I'm putting it back up. I'll only continue if it's good, because I really don't wanna waste my this if it isn't good, because I could be working on other things. This is the prologue don't expect much) (P.S.S I added more than the original.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Rugrats/AGU. I own the original characters and the plot.

Prologue: Dancing Spirit Animal

Dylan Pickles has been a dance instructor for over six years, and had owned his own dance studio for nearly over three. It has always been his dream to be a dance instructor a dream that never died like his others. He had dream to be an alien hunter at the age of roughly ten years old, but when he got older that dream had died. He also dreamt of getting abducted by aliens when his was seven years old, but that never happened so he simply let that dream die. As soon as he hit ninth grade, his view on life had changed greatly and he started to gravitate towards art. And dance was definitely a form of art that had caught his attention.

He had his parents sign him up for a ton of dance classes and he even joined his school dance crew with his best friend Cameron. Cameron was a friend of his that he had met in summer camp, before he started his first year in high school. The two had connected almost instantly with their love for the art of dance. Dil would have thought not many boys would be into the whole dancing thing, but to his surprise so many actually loved it as much as he did. After ninth grade he had joined ballet with his other best friend Korra, she was a part of the dance crew.

Korra wasn't much of a girly girl, but she had convinced him ballet wasn't only for girls who liked to play with ponies. It was for everyone and it helped you to become more flexible, it would easier to do more dance moves. So, for the entire summer he and Korra had taken ballet classes, it was the most funniest thing he has ever done in his life. It helped him more with his break dancing and made things way more easier. Dil hasn't thought much about ballet being something he was into, but Korra convinced him otherwise. He even dragged Cameron along a few time ignoring his protest about it being such a girly girl things and both of them proved him wrong.

Dil had enjoyed his freshman year of high school, and he focused on himself. He wasn't worried about the other's or his brother, he even had stopped trying to be apart of their group finding his own that he was more comfortable with. Hanging out with his brother and his friends had made him feel left out, they had their own thing going on and he just didn't feel very much accepted. So, he decided he had to pull himself away from them and have his own group of friend where he belonged. And in tenth grade that's exactly how it happened, he started to hang out with Korra and Cameron more and he finally felt like he belonged.

Korra and Cameron weren't the only friends he had made, he started hanging out with a couple more kids from their dance crew. Two more people had join his group in the middle of tenth grade, Jennette and Seth. Jennette was the type of person who didn't like to hold her tongue and was the troublemaker out of the group, she was also the better dancer having more experience than them all. Jennette had decided at a young age dancing was just something she was into and started ballet at the age of five. Cameron was more of the peace maker, the person who handle the group together with his positive attitude. He had a huge heart and just wanted to help people with their problems. Korra was the tomboy out of the group, she was more like one of the guys and she didn't mind. She mostly balanced the group out. Seth was the jokester of the group, he was the most entertaining of them all. He give the group a good time and it was never a boring time with him, he is the second most experienced dancer in the group actually going to competitions either winning second or first place.

Finally, there was Dil. He was the leader the one all of them looked up to. He was the one who had gotten them all together and created this amazing group of friends. And many years later they are all still very close living in the same area. Korra had actually dropped the dancing and had become a master chef, she even had her own cooking show on the food network channel. She had definitely changed out of her tomboy ways eleven years later, she even is engaged which surprised everyone when she announced it and her fiancé was a real gentleman. He was the chief of police.

Cameron still danced, he teaches a hip hop class to college students. It wasn't much, but it made great pay. He had a beautiful girl, who supports him in anything he does, and when he isn't teaching his classes he is volunteering at animal shelters to find them a respectful and happy home. Cameron is definitely a catch in any girls eyes and his girlfriend considers herself lucky. His girlfriend is a children's doctor and loved to help others just like Cameron. They were the perfect match honestly.

After high school Seth and Jennette realized their feelings for each other and started a long distance relationship when they headed off to college, which didn't last long. They both decided to take a break until they meet again, which they did a few years later and continued where their relationship had left off. Seth had dropped the dancing and had become a businessman owning his own Tech company. Jennette stayed in the dancing area and had became backup dancers for a ton of famous people, it was crazy at how popular she had become because of it.

Lastly, Dil. After high school he had many girlfriends, but none of them set while with him. While he was busy focusing on his future they were out partying and just throwing their life away. He just didn't feel any connection with any of them and that's what killed him. While his friends were all in happy relationships he was just in failing ones, and that didn't set while with him. Although he didn't let that bother him and he had counted his dream and had made it come true. He had become a dance instructor at the age of nineteen starting off small since he was still in college at the time. Three years later at twenty-two he finally got his big break owning his own Studio, that had became famous nearly three years later when he was twenty-five. He would say his life is perfectly fine at the moment, though he does feel lonely at times.

Evie's Past

Evie Lewis had always dreamed about being a professional dancer, it was a dream she wasn't going to let between her fingers. Ever since she was only six years old this had been a dream of her, she had her mother sign her up for dance class which she gladly did. However she had to stop whenever she was only seven years old because her parents were going thru a nasty divorce. She and her younger brother Aiden didn't understand what exactly was going on, however her older brother Andrew or Andy who was four years older understand everything going out.

The battle for custody over the children was such a hard thing, her mother wanted to keep all of them, however her father wasn't having that and started to fight to take her away from her mother. Once he won the case they immediately moved 50,000 miles away from her mother and she was sad about that. She wasn't able to see her brothers unless it was a holiday, it was schedule so she could visit her mother and brother only on Thanksgiving and her brothers came on the fourth of July and Christmas.

Evie was too young at the time to understand that her parents marriage had been falling apart. They no longer loved each and all they did was fight and it wasn't health, even so every night before she went to sleep she would wish with all her might that her parents would love each other again. She didn't know it was impossible for that to happen, she didn't realize that until she had gotten older. When she was twelve years old she soon it wasn't going to happen and stopped making silly wishes on the stars in the sky. While this was going on she realized she hasn't been focusing on her dream to become a professional dancer and dropped her family drama.

She went back to dancing begging and pleading for her father to sign her up again, it was something that helped with her depression. Her father finally agreed after getting annoyed with her weeks if begging and pleading, if it made her happy he would do it just for her. He has been noticing how she moped around the house and she missed her mother, he would hear her wishes and couldn't help but feel guilty for taking her away from her mother. However, he didn't want to be alone and he wanted to have one of his children with him and he picked his little princess. He would do anything to keep her happy.

That following week he had brought her to her new ballet class and stayed with her like her mother is to do. Evie didn't want her father to be lonely, so she tried to set him up on dates with some of the single mothers taking their children be it male or female to ballet. She had so much finally being herself again, her mother hadn't tried to reach out to her for a few months after she started dancing again. That just pissed her off so when she started to call again she would ignore the call a and distract herself with dancing. She started to get better and joined in some competitions, she won some of them but not all of them. She didn't mind though it wasn't all about winning with her anyway.

When she entered her first year of high school, she had been placed in a private school. She didn't have much friends, she was mostly an outcast because of her caramel colored hair, it was a strange color to them. She didn't care. She wasn't there to make friends away, she was there because it was the best private school for ballet. She had proved to her teachers that she was the best and the other girls were simply jealous of her. So, when she had gotten the leader role in swan lake, they had pushed her down the stairs causing her break her foot. She couldn't believe they would do that just for a part. She didn't tell on them though, she wasn't that type of person.

After that incident, she had stopped trying out for leads and had let the others steal her thunder, but either way she was the one who ended up a full scholarship to a performing arts university. She had gotten it because she didn't only focus on dancer, she had managed to keep her grades up and she was a straight A students. When she left for college she had left her father behind, but he wasn't alone because he had remarried when she was in eleventh grade. Evie was happy for her father, he was finally happy and she loved her new stepmother. Evie hadn't contacted her mother, but she did keep in touch with both Andrew and Aiden. She was happy to hear her younger brother was planning on going to the same university as he in the next two years.

Evie had worked hard in university, she didn't stop at nothing to be ranked number one in the whole university. She had a few boyfriends, but nothing that lasted over a couple months. Some of them just wanted to have relations which she declined multiple times so they dumped her. She didn't care however because she never loved any of them, though she continued to date so she wouldn't feel lonely in a type of way. She had grew a fear of being alone while she was in university, she needed a distraction. When she heard about this new studio that opened up, she didn't go at first. It had opened around her twenty-first birthday, however she just wasn't interest at them time. That was until she had turned twenty-four years old, she had made friends with someone named Korra Holiday and she dragged her to the studio and she has been going there for a few months.

She loved it there and started to make a ton of friends, she liked the dance instructor he was friendly. He didn't work them down to the bone like others did. He was basically her only chance to making it big and becoming a professional. He was friends with people who had made it big, like Jennette Vincent. She had danced for many famous singers and actors, she even played a couple dancers in movies. She was doing her own thing,something Evie wanted to do and with Dylan, she could reach that achievement.

Present Day

Dil did one last turn before stopping with both of his feet spread apart. He was panting softly with sweat dripping down his forehead. He had just finished a class with one last dance move. A huge grin stretched on his face as he turned to face his class wiping the sweat of his forehead with his hand towel, "amazing work class, I'll see you all next week." He dismissed his class.

He glanced around and his eyes landed on the best dancer in his class Evie Lewis. She was an attractive female with long caramel hair and baby blue eyes. Dil had many dancers in his class, but he had never met a dancer like Evie before. It seemed like she had years of experience and didn't just start off in university. He really didn't know her story and that interested him.

Dil walked over towards Evie and gently places a hand on her shoulder, "great like always Evie, you know I think I can get Jennette to come to next week's class." He knew the other was obsessed with her, because when he mentioned Jennette to her a few months ago she started to freak out.

"What?," Evie mumbled staring at him in complete disbelief. She couldn't help but grin like a complete idiot at the news. "You can't be serious?"

Dil chuckled softly at her reaction, "I am completely serious, I know you have talent and Jennette can help you achieve great things. I'll see you next week." He pat her back and walked away from her with a small smile. He normally wouldn't help out people with such a thing, but since she was good friends with his best friend Korra it was the least he could do to help her dreams come true. His phone started to go off in his pocket, he checked the caller I.D before answering it, "Hey T."

"What's up, I was wondering if you were free this afternoon?"

"Sure I am, what's up T?" He asked with an raised eyebrow while he collected his things. He couldn't wait to go home and take a nice warm shower, maybe even a long one. His classes were always in the morning and a couple of hours long because he had things to do.

"It's a surprise, just be at my house by four okay?"

"Sure T," Dil said hanging up the phone, he wondered what his brother was talking about. He hated being in the dark about many things. Dil walked over his studio locking up before making his way to the car. He needed to call Jennette to get her to come to the class next week, she definitely jump at it because she has been dying to actually come to one of his dance classes. He thought she just be a distraction, so he never allowed her there.

He knew he was right about her being a huge distraction. People can barely focus on the dancing when a famous person is around. They start to get nervous and mess up the dance a lot. He definitely couldn't have that, especially when they have dance competitions coming up. He reached his car and unlocked his car door getting inside and throwing his things to the passenger seat. He started his car and turned on the radio bobbing his head along to the song that had came on. He backed out the parking lot and soon took off down the street. He just hopes bringing Jennette won't cause him trouble because she was a troublemaker, even to this very day.

Once he reached his house he was happier than ever, he just couldn't wait to remove his sweaty clothing from his body. It was twelve in the afternoon, so he had four hours until he had to meet his brother, he'll probably just eat something and lounge around until it was time to leave.

He pulled his car into his driveway and got out shutting the door. He said hello to his neighbor who was an old man, he was always outside watering his lawn when Dil returns home from his dancing studio. He quickly speed walked into his house shutting the door behind himaelft making sure that he locked it, even though it was a safe neighborhood he could never leave his doors unlocked.

"Finally, I can take a hot shower," he peeled off his sweaty clothing and tosses them in the laundry basket that was in the bathroom. Which was getting full, he needs to do laundry soon. He turns on the shower and turns around to face the huge mirror over the sink.

His orange hair was wild with untamed curls due to the fact that he sweat out his tight neat curls. He had sweat dripping from his forehead getting into his eyes making them burn a bit, though he didn't mind. He pushes his curls back from his face and smiles into the mirror, he was in a hurry this morning he forgot to brush his teeth, he'll just have to wait to do that after his shower.

"Baby~, I like your style," Dil sings stepping into the shower. He immediately goes underneath the water letting the water drip from down his hair to his toned dancers body. "Grips on your waist," he rolls his hips moving his hands down his chest stopping in the middle of his stomach.

He grabs the shampoo and pours some into his hands, "front way, back way you know that I don't play." He slabs the shampoo into his hair, and starts to massage his fingers through it getting into his singing. "Streets not safe but I never run away even when I'm away," he puts his head underneath the water rinsing out the shampoo, soon grabbing the conditioner.

He starts massaging the conditioner in his hair, and combing it through with his fingers, he just learned that it's better than using a comb since it pulls his hair out and damages his curls. "Oti, Oti, there's never much love when we go OT!" he sings finishing his hair and now getting started on washing his body. He felt so much better after scrubbing his body down.

After he finished his shower he turned it off and stepped out. He grabs his black towel and wraps it around his waist drying off a bit before going to brush his teeth. When he finished he walked into his kitchen with only a towel on to fix himself lunch, since he lived alone he normally walked around only in a towel.

"I pray to make it back in one piece I pray, I pray," he continued to sing until he heard his doorbell ring. He cursed under his breath, and turned down the heat on the stove before rushing over towards the door. He opens the door to find his best friend Korra standing there with her arms across.

Korra looks him up and down with a small smile, "is this how you normally open the door?" She points down at his towel with an amused expression. "I'm hungry, feed me," she walks pass him into his house.

"Oh please come in," he mumbled after she already walked into, he shut the door and walks back into the kitchen. "Your the chef, how about you take over for me?" he goes over to the stove and turns it off pouring the ramen noddles into a bowl. He walks over towards his table and sits down on the stool.

"Ramen for lunch?" Korra raised an eyebrow and places her purse on the counter. "How was dance practice today?" she goes through his cabinets looking for the coffee to make herself a cup.

Dil reaches to the middle of the table and grabs himself chopsticks, "it was actually pretty good, they managed to completely the entire routine with only half as many mistake than yesterday." He smiles showing his white teeth before slurring down on his noddles. "How is the husband? And life in general?"

Korra finished making her cup, and leans against the counter, "the husband is amazing, trying to get me to push out children, I don't think I'm ready for that just yet." She brings the cup to her lips taking a sip.

Children? Already they both were still pretty young. They were still in their late twenties, they still had a few years to pop out children. While they were thinking about kids, Dil was still the single lamb in the group going on blind dates trying to find a girlfriend. He just didn't still want to be single at thirty.

"Enough about me," she pushes off the counter and walks over to the table and sits down. "Has any of them girls from the blind dates interest you?"

Dil couldn't help but frown at the mention of the blind dates, they were all terrible especially the cat lady. She was like forty years old, he wasn't looking to date someone that could be his mother. He sulks eating his ramen without saying a word.

"It was that bad?" Korra asked putting the cup onto the table.

"It was freaking terrible Korra," Dil brings the bowl to his lips drinking the soup base. He places the bowl down wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "One of the girls talked with her mouthful, imagine just having food being spat at you from across the table!"

He stands up from the table, and washes out his bowl.

"That's just plain gross," Korra shivers in disgust.

Dil shakes his head, and puts his bowl away after drying it. "Oh she wasn't the worst though, the next girl picked her nose and then started eating again, we was sharing a bowl of chips and drip, I didn't eat anymore after that, and she freaking farted, who does that on the first date."

"Who are picking out these women for you," Korra was completely disgusted by the girls Dil went on the blind dates with. If it was her picking the dates she would've definitely hooked him up with Evie, the two clearly have at least a little interest in each other.

"Dumb online blind date websites," Dil answers stretching his arm over his head. "I need to get dressed, I have plans later on," he runs towards his room and shuts the door behind himself. He removes the towel and puts on his boxers before putting on his dark blue shorts, and a white tank top with a small pocket on the right side. "I just wonder what Tommy is planning, I hope it isn't anything stupid."