Author's Note: Sorry this chapter didn't get put up yesterday. I ended up with a phone call, and by the time I ate dinner, it was getting really late and I grew tired. No matter, here's the final chapter of this story, and part of it was inspired by my two-year-old nephew. To those of you who don't think my story is shitty, like in the case with Jesse Barrow, or who hate it so much, that you can't find anything nice to say about it at all, like Nairobi-harper, and for that, I thank you for following the golden rule at least, even if I've hit my all time low with a story to star your OC, hope this last chapter is decent enough for an ending. And perhaps I'll consider retiring my so called East coast gendar bender Rugrats come the 2016 year. After having to delete a guest review on the story I released last week to star Rosie, and receiving a PM this morning where someone referred to this story as shitty, maybe I will do just that. It's not like the authors who came up with the OC's I like to use in my stories give a damn anyway. They can't even bother to reply to the PM's I sent them over the weekend! They're no better than Mirium Pataki on Hey Arnold, and that's saying something. With that, on with the last chapter of what has to be my most cruddiest story yet.
Chapter 4, Epilogue, Don't Skip Your Nap
Tommy looked up to see that Peter had entered the room.
"Oh, hi Peter, Me and Rosie were just, talking. She's been telling me about the bestest vacation she ever taked, to New York City!" Tommy exclaimed happily.
"For three, hours?" Peter asked in surprise.
"How long is that?" Tommy asked.
"Well, that's three episodes of the Dummi Bears, and a Reptar movie." Peter replied, as he took a seat on the edge of Tommy's bed, and looked over at Rosie's picture on the phone.
"So Rosie, what else did you do in New York City after saving the Dummi Bears musical?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah Rosie, did you get to go anywhere exciting? Like the Brooklyn Bridge, or The World Trade Center? Or play in Central Park, or go to the top of the Empire State Building? Did you get to go shopping in Time Square?" Peter asked.
Rosie let out a sigh of disappointment, as she turned her head away with a sad expression.
"No. Well, ok, we did get to go to Toys R Us in Time Square the nextest day after the Dummi Bears musical, and while we were in the toy store, my sister started to not feel well." Rosie replied.
"What happened?" Tommy asked.
"She got a tummy bug. She threw up all over the floor of the toy store and all over her pretty blue dress. We had to go back to the hotel, and because the growed ups were constantly watching me, Hazel, and Bonnie, we couldn't go do nothing. A day later, we took the train home, and if that wasn't enough to ruin things, I got this My Little Pony super mega play set at Toys R Us. While playing with it on the train though, Reggie walked by, ok, more like stomped by, as he was in a hurry to get to the dessert cart in the dining car, stepping on my toy and breaking it. It wouldn't have been so bad, except instead of apologizing, he laughed evily and acted like he was happy to break my toy. I tried to run after him, only to trip over one of the broken pieces of my toy on the train, falling down and skinning my knee. So to put it simply, when I think back to that trip to New York, I only think about the big aventure I had my firstest full day there to save the musical, putting the rest of the trip, more or less, to the back of my mind." Rosie concluded, just as a voice was heard in the distance.
"Rosie, it's time for dinner sweetheart." Her mom Shannon was heard saying in the background.
Just then, Mary burst into the living room, coming up behind Rosie, her picture appearing on the screen of Peter's phone.
"Rosie, it's time for dinner." Said Mary.
"Sorry Tommy and Peter, I've gots to go." Said Rosie.
"Well, have a nice dinner." Said Peter.
"Yeah, and thanks for telling me about your trip to New York. Sorry it ended on a bad note, but at least you've gots to see the Dummi Bears musical, which is what you really wanted to see." Said Tommy.
"Yeah. Real quickly though, what else happened in Slots Vegas after you petted those tigers and Angelica sang on stage at that magician's show?" Rosie asked.
Tommy thought long and hard for the next minute and a half, but sadly, the rest of his trip to Los Vegas, which had taken place well over one and a half years ago at this point was a bler.
"Uh, sadly, I don't member what else happened. Sorry." Tommy replied apologetically.
"That's ok, I've gots to go anyway." Said Rosie.
The two toddlers waved goodbye, before Tommy hit the red button, ending the Facetime call. Once the call was disconnected, Peter put the phone back into a pocket of his gray Confederate uniform, and looked at Tommy with a disappointed look.
"Something wrong Peter?" Tommy asked.
"Tommy, you spent nap time talking to Rosie, didn't you?" Peter asked.
"I'm sorry Peter, but her story was so good, I couldn't stop." Tommy replied.
"Well, ok then." Said Peter, as he stood up to leave the room.
"Besides, I feel fine. Now let's go downstairs." Said Tommy, as he hopped out of bed and followed Peter downstairs.
When they got downstairs, Stu, Didi, and Dil had returned from his checkup and Dil was happily playing in the playpen, building with blocks, and the Wehrenbergs and Finsters had arrived for dinner. Chaz, Kira, and Celeste were all seated around the kitchen table talking, as Chuckie, Kimi and Zack all walked up to Tommy, as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Hi Tommy." Said Kimi.
"Hey guys." Tommy replied.
"What have you been up to today Tommy?" Chuckie asked.
"Oh nothing. I founded out what Rosie was doing when we were in Slots Vegas though." Said Tommy, as he and his friends walked into the living room and joined Dil in the playpen.
"Slots Vegas? You've been to Slots Vegas?" Zack asked.
"No, not that trip where we petted the tigers, and road that boat, and saw those scary clowns." Said Chuckie, as he shuttered at that frightening memory of the clowns.
"Yep, that's the one." Tommy replied.
"I don't member Slots Vegas Tommy." Said Dil, who looked up from his stack of blocks, overhearing the conversation.
"You wouldn't member that trip Dilly. We went there before we gotted you, or went to Paris and gotted Kimi." Tommy replied.
"So what did Rosie do in New York Tommy?" Kimi asked, as she took a seat on the floor.
Tommy went on to tell his friends about the big adventure that Rosie had to see and ultimately save the Dummi Bears musical. When his story was finished, his friends gave him an applause.
"Wow! That was the bestest story ever!" Said Zack.
"Yeah! I don't know about riding that elephant or the subway though, that part was kind of scary, but I'm glad they saved the musical." Said Chuckie with a smile, just as the adults came in to get everybody for dinner.
While Tommy was in pretty good spirits up to this point, as everybody was being seated around the dinner table, he started to grow sleepy, and the purple haired two-year-old started to feel cross. Once everybody had plates of food, which consisted of hamburgers, hotdogs, chips, and fruit, the toddlers all started talking with one another once again.
"So what else happened on Rosie's trip Tommy?" Chuckie asked.
"Yeah! Did she do anything else exciting in New York City?" Kimi asked.
"No!" Tommy snapped.
"Hey, you didn't have to yell at me Tommy." Said Kimi.
"Yeah Tommy, don't have a cow. Whatever that means." Said Chuckie.
"I don't gots a cow." Tommy snapped, as he slammed the hamburger he was holding in his hand down on to his plate, splattering Kepchup all over his shirt.
"Actually Tommy, you do have a cow, as the meat inside that hamburger comes from a cow." Explained Zack, as he took another bite of his hamburger.
"Whatever." Tommy muddered, as he started picking at the fruit on his plate.
"Is something wrong Tommy?" Dil asked.
"Nothing is wrong." Tommy snapped, as he got out of his chair and started running all over the kitchen in frustration.
This act of running around got the adults attention, as they saw Tommy out of his chair, running around, and hardly a bite of anything except for a few bites of his hamburger were taken on his plate. Didi rushed over to her son and picked him up.
"Come on Tommy sweetheart, come eat the rest of your dinner." Said Didi, as she carried Tommy back to his seat.
"No!" Tommy snapped, squirming out of his mom's arms and starting to cry, as he started running all over the kitchen.
Dil, Kimi, Chuckie and Zack stared in shock, as they had never seen Tommy act up like this before.
"What do you want? Do you want some of mommy's apple?" Didi asked, pointing over at her plate at the table, that still had some apple on it.
"Uh huh." Tommy replied through his tears.
Didi picked up her son and carried him over to her place at the table, where she sat him on her lap, and he reached on to her plate and grabbed a slice of apple. Once he had it in his hand, he hopped down and started running around the kitchen with it.
"Tommy, it's dinner time. Come over here and eat your slice of apple please?" Scolded Didi.
But Tommy refused to sit down, as he continued to run with the apple. At this point, Spike and Spiffi, smelling the apple in Tommy's hand, started chasing after him in the kitchen, as the two-year-old and his dogs started running a muck. Tommy ran into the cabinet, dropping the slice of apple to the floor, which Spike snatched up. Seeing this, Tommy collapsed to the floor and started to cry. Peter saw what had happened and turned to Stu and Didi.
"Looks like an attack of the terrible two's." Said Peter.
"Did everything go ok this afternoon while we were at Doctor Shacter's with Dil?" Stu asked.
"Well, Tommy refused to take his nap, because his little friend Rosie called my iPhone, and they couldn't stop playing and babbling with one another. And now, he's too wound up to sit still and eat." Peter replied.
Didi let out a sigh, as she got up from the table.
"I guess I'll go put him to bed then." Said Didi, as she went off to find that Tommy had run into the living room, and found the Sherry Berry DVD on the shelf.
"Tommy, it's not time to watch Sherry Berry now, it's time to go to bed." Said Didi.
"No!" Tommy screamed, not letting go of the DVD.
"Give me the DVD, one." Said Didi, but Tommy continued to hold on to the DVD case, running through the living room, until he almost hid it under the couch.
"Give me the DVD, two." Said Didi, as Tommy got up from the floor by the couch, and ran back over to the DVD player, about ready to hit the eject button and put it in.
"Give me the DVD, three!" Scolded Didi at the top of her lungs, as she ran over to Tommy, snatched the DVD out of his hand, and put it up on a high shelf where he couldn't reach it.
Tommy started to cry, as Didi picked him up and carried him upstairs.
"I'm sorry sweetie but you need to go to bed. You can play with your friends tomorrow." Said Didi, as she carried her still crying two-year-old son upstairs, and after a lot of squirming and kicking on the floor, it took her nearly twenty minutes, but she got Tommy undressed and into his blue Reptar footsy pajamas.
By this time, he had stopped crying, but he couldn't make up his mind what book he wanted. Didi went over to the bookshelf and picked up two books. Chick-a-chick-a-boom-boom and The Caboose that got Loose.
"Tommy, which book would you like for your bedtime story?" Didi asked.
"Reptar!" Tommy exclaimed.
Didi looked around the room, but couldn't find the Reptar book anywhere.
"I don't see your Reptar book anywhere. Did you leave it downstairs?" Didi asked.
Tommy hopped down from his bed and ran out of the room to look for his Reptar book. However, he was so tired, that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going, running into the wall on the way to the stairs, getting a booboo. Normally, he'd shrug it off, similar to what he did when he fell into that giant wolf footprint when he and his friends were lost in the forrest right after Dil was born, but at age two, almost three, and being overly tired and cranky from skipping his nap, he slumped to the floor and started whailing at the top of his lungs. Didi came out to check on him and saw a huge mark on his forehead.
"Oh, you ok sweetie? Here, let mommy kiss the booboo and make it better." Said Didi, as she kissed his forehead, but Tommy continued to cry, as he was just, too cross and overly wound up to calm down.
He then ran downstairs and looked for the Reptar book, but couldn't find it anywhere. This only caused the two-year-old to throw himself down to the ground and start kicking and screaming. Overhearing this from the kitchen, concerned, Chuckie came into the living room to see if Tommy was ok.
"Tommy? Are you all right?" Chuckie asked.
"I'm fine! Leave me alone!" Tommy snapped, as he ran over to the end table that was next to the easy chair where his grandpa liked to sit in when he came over, picked up his Reptar book off the table, and stormed back upstairs to his room.
Once upstairs, Didi was about to read him the book, when Peter came upstairs with Tommy's milk, and Chuckie followed him upstairs.
"I brought Tommy's hot milk and Ovaltine." Said Peter, as he handed the bottle to Tommy, who stared up at Peter with disappointment.
"What's wrong?" Peter asked.
"You fixed it. I always help mommy stir in the ovaltine." Tommy snapped.
It was true. Ever since Zack introduced Tommy and the gang to this mixture of milk and Ovaltine roughly six months ago, and they saw him helping his aunt stir it together at one of their sleepovers, Tommy wanted to do the same when his mommy and daddy started fixing it for him at night.
"Tommy, tell Chuckie goodnight, drink your hot milk, have your storhy, and go to sleep." Demanded Peter.
"No!" Tommy snapped, as he put the bottle down and pulled the covers up over his head.
"Night Tommy." Said Chuckie, who was standing at the end of his bed, but feeling too embarrassed and ashamed that Chuckie had to see him have one of his terrible two's attacks, he said absolutely nothing, as he continued to lie there silently beneath the covers.
Peter quietly led Chuckie out of Tommy's room, as Didi sat down with the Reptar book and started reading it to him. While she was reading, Tommy came out from beneath the covers, and relieved to see that his mom was the only one left in the room, he drank his hot milk, and fell asleep before the story was over.
"Goodnight Tommy." Didi whispered, as she closed the book post finishing it, and saw that Tommy had fallen asleep.
She kissed him gently on the forehead, turned out the lights, and left the room.
Half an hour later, they returned to quietly get Dil ready for bed, and Tommy slept through that, but two hours later, at nearly midnight, Tommy got up to use the potty, and frustrated that everybody was asleep, he picked up one of his toy train cars, went down to his parents room, and started banging it against the door. This woke up Stu, who came and opened the door.
"What's the matter champ? Are you hungry?" Stu asked.
"Uh huh." Tommy replied.
The groggy and sleepy Stu took his two-year-old son downstairs at nearly midnight, and fed him two bowls of Reptar cereal, some cheese, and some apple, which he ate all of, without moving from his seat. While Tommy was eating though, he thought back to earlier that day. How he was so moved and hooked to Rosie's story, that he skipped taking his nap. And as a result of this behavior, he made a fool of himself at dinner in front of all of his friends. Feeling embarrassed and sad, he ate the last apple slice on his plate, hopped down from his chair, and silently ran back upstairs to his room, where Dil had awakened, peering through the bars of his crib.
"Hi Tommy, what are you doing up?" Dil asked.
"I was hungry Dil." Tommy muttered, as he climbed back into bed, and Stu entered the room.
"Oh my goodness! They're both awake. Come on boys, let's try to go back to sleep now." Said Stu, as he picked up the Chick-a-chick-a-boom-boom book, and started reading it.
It was Dil's favorite book, as he enjoyed looking at all of the letters. However, they were still awake when Stu finished reading that book, so he then picked up The Caboose that got Loose, and read that to the boys. By the time this book ended, Dil was asleep, but Tommy was still wide awake, so Stu picked up the Reptar book, and read it aloud, and by the time that book was finished, Tommy was finally asleep.
The following day, everybody went to the park, where Tommy, Dil, Chuckie, Kimi, Zack, Phil, and Lil all congregated in a sandbox.
"Uh, Chuckie, Dilly, Kimi, and Zack, I'm sorry about yesterday night. I guess, I was just, really tired and cranky is all." Said Tommy apologetically, as he scooped up some sand into a bucket with his shovel to start making a sandcastle.
"Oh, it's ok Tommy." Said Chuckie.
"Yeah, we forgive you." Added Kimi.
Dil and Zack nodded with a smile.
"I understand where you're coming from Tommy. I get overly cranky when I don't get my nap too." Said Zack.
Everybody played nicely at the park, as the gang took turns telling Phil and Lil about Rosie's trip to New York, and Tommy told them that Rosie took that trip at the same time they had gone to Los Vegas.
"Neat!" Exclaimed Phil and Lil in unison as Tommy finished telling them the story.
Later that day at around nap time though, Peter was watching them again, and once again, Rosie called to tell Tommy of another story about a vacation she took before she ever went to New York.
"Well, do you wanna hear about my firstest road trip to Cape Cod? I took this trip with my mommy, daddy, Mary, and to my dismay, Reggie came along for the trip too. While in the car, he even tried to start a club for peoples who's name isn't Rosie. Dang that Reggie is always getting on my nerves." Rosie said, rolling her eyes at that memory of Reggie.
Tommy thought about it for a minute, as his eyes started to grow heavy, as he was exhausted from a morning of playing hard with his friends at the park.
"No thanks Rosie, I'm feeling really tired. I think I'd better take my nappy, but maybe you can tell me that story some other time, and I'll tell you the story of my firstest road trip ever." Said Tommy.
"Really? And where was that too?" Rosie asked.
"The Graham Canyon. And I took that trip with Angelica, who tried to start a club for peoples who name isn't Tommy while we were in the car too." Tommy replied.
Rosie didn't look the least bit surprised, as she knew Angelica to be to Tommy what Reggie was to her, but she let out a reluctant sigh, as she agreed to wait and have another time of sharing adventures of their infantilehood another time.
"Ok Tommy, you win. Have a nice nappy, and we'll save our stories about Cape Cod and the Graham Canyon for another day." Said Rosie disappointingly, as the two toddlers waved, disconnected the Facetime call, and Tommy rolled over in bed to take his nap.
The End
Author's Note: I'm gonna leave Rosie's Cape Cod story for somebody else to do, as I'd like to see what another author for this fandom can come up with. And obviously, Tommy telling Rosie about his trip to the Graham Canyon post Rosie telling him the story of her trip to Cape Cod will be easy, because it was an actual Rugrats episode. Anyway, I apologize for my rant before starting this chapter. I guess, I'm just, a bit irritated with how some of my friends out here have been acting lately, and I wish they'd just, stop it already. Also, you've now gotten a glimpse as to what I go through on a pretty regular basis with my nephew as of late. He's definitely going through his terrible two's, and if he doesn't get his nap, he's one stubborn, cranky monster come dinner time. I thought it would be interesting to have my favorite Rugrats character at age two act in a similar manner, which makes me relieved that in that season 6 Rugrats episode, No Naps, Angelica did actually get all of those babies to sleep, well, except for Tommy, who did pass out once Angelica was asleep and he started up the toy, cuz had they actually stayed up through their nap time and Angelica hadn't pulled that trick, I think we would have had a bunch of cranky toddlers by the end of that ordeal, and I wouldn't have liked to see that episode end in war. With that said, hope to be back with more stories, sometime soon.
