A/N: I do not own ANT Farm or Austin & Ally. They belong to Disney.

Chapter 4: Clueless Whisper

Austin, Ally, Dez, and Trish decided to stay in town for a few days while Dez filmed his movie, which was not a problem as Austin had finished his tour. Ally was a little worried about leaving her Dad by himself to watch Sonic Boom, but he assured her that everything would be fine. Dez wasted no time in getting started on his filming; he began following Fletcher around that same day.

"Okay Fletcher, just do everything you would normally do in your day. I'll just edit out any of the boring stuff," Dez said as he pointed the camera at Fletcher.

"Well you might end up having to edit everything out then, because my life isn't that interesting," Fletcher replied with a laugh.

"Are you kidding? Look where you are at! How could you have a boring life while going here?"

"You would be surprised. Lately all I've been doing is my usual art and trying to break up with Kennedy," Fletcher said in frustration.

"So how did you end up with her in the first place?" Dez asked.

"I was originally trying to make Chyna jealous by getting a girlfriend. You see, I have a crush on Chyna, but she only sees me as a friend. Angus told me that getting a girlfriend might make Chyna see me as boyfriend material, but it hasn't worked."

"Well at least not on Chyna," Dez muttered with a laugh.

"What did you say?" Fletcher asked.

"I didn't say anything," Dez replied innocently. "So what do you usually do when you get up in the morning?"

"Well I usually start the day by shaving my legs…"

"Say what now?" Dez asked in shock.

"My Dad told me that when I reach High School age I should start shaving," Fletcher explained.

"You shave your legs too? I've been shaving mine for years. Check it out!" Dez said as he lifted the leg of his plaid pants to show off his smooth calf.

"Nice! I'm glad I'm not the only one," Fletcher said with a laugh.

"That's right! We're totally smooth! Up top!" Dez said as he held up his hand for a high five, which Fletcher gladly gave him.

As they were high fiving Trish walked over to see what they were up to.

"So what are you two doofs up to?" Trish asked.

"Whoa, how did you know Olive's nickname for me?" Fletcher asked in confusion.

"I call everyone a doof," Trish replied with a laugh.

"Fletcher and I were just comparing our smooth shaved legs," Dez said proudly.

"Eww, I did not need to know that. I just thought I would come over here and tell you guys that I just got a job at the juice bar," Trish then said with a smile.

"You just got here and you already got a job?" Fletcher asked in surprise.

"I'm good at getting jobs, it's keeping them that I have trouble with. I figured if we're going to be here a few days then I might as well get a job for some spending money."

"Cool, when do you start Trish?" Dez asked.

"Oh I started about ten minutes ago. I'm already taking my first break. Need any help with your movie?" Trish asked.

"I'm not sure how you could help," Dez replied.

"She could pose for me and I could paint her picture," Fletcher suggested.

"Awesome! I get to sit there and do nothing and have my picture painted! Let's do it!" Trish answered with a smile.

Fletcher then led Dez and Trish to the art room where he set up a stool for Trish to sit on. He then set up his easel in front of her and began to gather his paints. It didn't take long for Fletcher to get started as he was quite good at getting the basic outline done in little time. As he began to work Dez stood there and filmed while asking questions.

"So how did you get into art in the first place?" Dez asked.

"When I was little my parents would take me to all sorts of art museums and exhibits. They started noticing that my drawings as a kid were a lot better than expected so they began enrolling me in art classes."

"That's cool. You're a really good painter. That painting is looking beautiful so far," Dez said as Fletcher continued to work.

"Thanks! It's not much more than an outline so far though."

"I know, but you can still see the beauty coming out of it," Dez said with a smile.

As they were talking Trish couldn't help but listen in and she felt a little conflicted as it almost seemed like Dez was calling her beautiful in a round-about kind of way. After contemplating the idea for a moment she decided that it was just in her head and thought nothing more about it. She knew that there was no way that Dez had feelings for her.

It didn't take long for the painting to start to come together and as Fletcher continued to work Dez continued to ask questions.

"So tell me about your friendship with Olive. Would you say that the two of you are close?" Dez asked.

"Yeah, I guess. Why do you ask?"

"I was just curious. I want to capture not only your talent, but your personal side as well," Dez explained.

"Well me and Olive have an odd relationship. We tease each other all of the time, but we both really care about each other deep down. I would say she's one of my best friends," Fletcher said with a smile.

"Olive and I," Trish corrected.

"Olive and you what?" Fletcher asked.

"No, I was correcting your grammar," Trish then said.

"Not you too! Well at least you didn't scream at me," Fletcher replied with a laugh.

"Who would scream at someone over grammar?" Dez asked.

"Olive screamed at me about my grammar once, but we were trying to sabotage her relationship at the time, so she might have already been angry."

"Why were you trying to do that?" Trish asked incredulously.

"She was dating this psycho named Graham, but she wouldn't listen to us when we warned her about him. We were trying to break them up before Graham did something to hurt Olive," Fletcher explained.

"Aww, that's sweet of you. You really care about her don't you?" Dez asked with a knowing smile.

"Yeah I do. I would never want to see Olive get hurt," Fletcher replied.

Dez and Trish shared a quick smile with each other, when Fletcher wasn't looking, and knew that they were thinking the same thing.

"Do you ever paint pictures of any of your classmates?" Dez asked next.

"I used to paint pictures of Chyna all the time."

"Why did you stop?" Dez then asked.

"I…don't know. I guess I realized that I should be painting other things. Plus I know that Chyna will probably never see me as more than just a friend," Fletcher answered a little sadly.

"Well you know what they say. There are other fish in that big old sea. Hang in there buddy," Dez said with a wink.

"Well right now it's not the fish I have to worry about; it's the shark."

"What shark?" Dez asked in confusion.

"I think he means Kennedy," Trish answered.

"Ohhhhh, okay I got ya. Don't worry about her Fletcher. I have a plan," Dez said with a smile.

"Uh oh, this can't be good," Trish replied with a worried look.

"You just let your old pal Dez take care of this. I know how to get Kennedy to break up with you."

"You do?" Fletcher asked happily.

"Oh yeah, I'm just going to pour on the charm and have her fall in love with me instead," Dez replied with a grin.

"Or you'll scare her so badly she'll leave the school…and possibly the country," Trish countered.

"Well either way, as long as she leaves me alone I'm cool with it," Fletcher said. "Thanks Dez."

"No problem man. I like helping people with their love lives. That's why they call me the 'Love Whisperer'" Dez said with a whisper at the end.

"They do?" Fletcher asked with a laugh.

"Yes they do."

"No, they don't," Trish replied in annoyance.

"Don't listen to her Fletcher. Once Kennedy gets a load of me that shark's head will spin so fast they'll have to call her a Sharknado," Dez said with a look of confidence.

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard," Trish said, but Dez ignored her.

Fletcher continued to work on his painting as Dez left to get ready for his plan. He had no idea what Dez had in mind, but anything was worth a try at that point. It only took about thirty more minutes for Fletcher to finish and Trish was very pleased with the results.

"Wow, that's really good," Trish said when she saw the finished product.

"Thanks, you can have it if you want," Fletcher replied.

"Aww, thank you Fletcher," Trish said as she gave him a hug.

While Fletcher began to clean up Dez returned wearing a tuxedo, with his hair slicked back, and wearing strong smelling cologne. He had a smug smile on his face as he stood next to Trish and gave her a wink.

"Hey there pretty lady. Come here often?" Dez playfully asked Trish.

"What are you doing?" Trish asked with a look of impatience.

"I'm practicing my smooth moves. What do you think?"

"Well…I hate to admit it, but you do look nice, but if you hit on me again I will literally hit you."

"See Fletcher, it's working already," Dez said proudly.

All Fletcher could do was laugh and it was taking everything he had not to fall over with laughter. Once Fletcher regained some composure the three of them made their way back to the Roomavator. They didn't have to wait long for Kennedy to arrive and when she did Dez immediately launched into his plan. He sauntered over to her with what he believed to be an elegant walk, but she merely gave him a blank stare in return.

"Hey there Kennedy, you're looking nice today," Dez said as he produced a rose from what appeared to be thin air.

"Thank you…Dex was it?" Kennedy asked.

"It's Dez, and you don't have to thank me. The pleasure is all mine."

"Can I help you with something?" Kennedy asked impatiently.

"You could do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight, on the terrace, underneath the stars," Dez said with a wink.

"I have a boyfriend," Kennedy responded with a roll of her eyes.

"Yes, but are you truly happy with him? I could give you so much more."

"Really? Like what?"

"He's just a child, but I am a man. I can make you so much happier," Dez replied smugly.

"Yeah, I'm not buying it. Yesterday you were acting like a completely different person than you are today. As a future president I cannot be seen dating someone who has such poor character," Kennedy stated firmly.

Trish began to sense that things were falling apart, so she quickly leaned over and whispered something in Fletcher's ear. Fletcher then pretended to storm over to Kennedy in anger.

"Aha! What's this!? I find you cheating on me!?" Fletcher said with dramatic flair.

"Nice try Fletcher, but I know what is going on here," Kennedy said with a look of pity.

"Well then you know that I really want out of this relationship!" Fletcher replied.

"You haven't even really given it a chance! I will not accept your resignation until I feel you've put in the proper effort," Kennedy said and then walked away with a look of superiority.

"My resignation!? I don't even know what that means!" Fletcher yelled.

Kennedy simply ignored him as she headed to her room and Fletcher was left feeling completely lost. Dez looked crestfallen as he had truly believed that the plan would work. Even Trish seemed disappointed that things had not worked out.

"I'm sorry Fletcher. I tried," Dez said apologetically.

"It's okay, I guess I'm stuck in this relationship," Fletcher replied as he went to his room to sulk for a while.

When he left Dez hung his head in disappointment and Trish couldn't help but feel a little bad for him. She found herself gently rubbing Dez's back to try and console him and oddly enough she didn't feel disgusted with herself for doing so.

"Don't worry Dez, you did your best," she told him.

"Thanks Trish. I really wanted to help him out. I've taken a liking to that kid."

"Me too, besides we both know he should totally be with Olive," Trish said with a smile.

"Oh they are so right for each other," Dez said in relief as he was glad someone had finally voiced what he had been thinking all along.

"You know what; I think we've been going about this all wrong. Kennedy and Olive both seem strong willed and stubborn. If we got Olive to stand up to Kennedy then we would probably get some results," Trish then said.

"Yeah, but how do we do that?"

"Just leave it to me and Ally. I think it's time we did a little meddling," Trish replied with a mischievous look.