Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ducks, or the song. I only own the seemingly dysfunctional character I made up for this songfic.

Song: I Want Burns

Artist: Reeve Oliver

A/N: Thanks for the positive reviews and feedback! I really appreciate it, you guys. Hm, this one is kind of long, but I hope you guys like it. It's about Charlie, and his original character of a girlfriend, Chloe. She is quite the original type. Tell me what you readers think of it, and reviews please.

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Goldberg sat on the couch, in the middle of Averman and Luis, "Hey you guys met Charlie's new girlfriend yet?"

"Yeah," Connie laughed. "She is way too crazy for him."

"No, no. She's turned Charlie into this punk rock kid, whose rebellious, but secretly will do anything for his mom." Guy informed them, "It's a crazy punk rock filled relationship."

"What's her name again?" Julie asked, with her hand in Adam's, who sat next to her.

"Chloe." Fulton answered, "You would never guessed it if you saw her." Fulton told Tammy and Tommy, who stood in close proximity to him.

"I've never seen her, how does she look?" Ken asked, since he just got back from college winter break.

"Weird," Averman's nose crinkled.

"Not weird," Connie defended. "She's just dresses differently from a lot of society. You know that punk rock kind of way. She has jet black hair, purple highlights, wears really short skirts, with torn leggings, tank tops in the winter, and a leather jacket."

Portman's eyes grew wide, "Charlie's going out with a girl like her?"

"They are seriously the Sid and Nancy of Minnesota," Adam said, as Russ agreed.

"Where's Charlie now?" Jesse asked, looking at his brother Terry, who looked around at the group. They all shrugged.

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Charlie Conway sat in his room, staring at the door, waiting for his girlfriend to bust through the door, saying she was sorry for freaking out, again, and getting them into a fight. A lot of people thought she was crazy, but Charlie loved that about her. Maybe he just loved how rebellious she was. Oh, college sophomore boys going out with high school drop-outs. 'Now, she's going to come in here any second saying that our fight is over. She's just sitting in her room, thinking about me, and then she will get up, get in her car, and drive on over. Any minute now.' Charlie thought to himself, in the silence of his room.

Sitting in her bedroom and she's listening with headphones
To a song that I once sang
I wonder if she's waiting for a song that she could call her own
She wonders what's the delay
And I write, 'cause I owe it to you and I am on your side
You're mine tonight

Charlie heard the door behind him shut, and he lowered the music blaring from his new stereo. He turned around to see her there, standing in a big black Clash sweater, a short jeans skirt, and her black combat boots on. Her face had no make up on it, which was unusual, and her hair was tied back. She was still the most beautiful girl ever, to Charlie.

"Hey." Charlie said breaking the silence, and tension between us. She walked towards Charlie, and Charlie took steps towards her. With five inches between them, she grabbed his face, kissing him full on. 'Oh, I love this girl,' Charlie thought as his fingers lingered through her hair.

Heaven sent and so complete
I wonder if she misses me
When I am not around
I'm trying to be quiet
But I want to start a riot in the street
So she'd come down
She doth teach the torches to burn bright

And she gets down, she gets downright
Your cigarettes just got a light
And I know I want burns

"Maybe he's just experimenting with different girls," Julie shrugged, as they continued to discuss Charlie's new Chloe.

"I guess. It's just not very Charlie to go out with a girl like her. I mean Charlie isn't like that," Dwayne looked at group, who all seemed to be confused at Charlie's rebellion.

"You guys, opposites attract," Tammy said, as she winked at Fulton, who blushed with a grin across his face.

"Charlie Conway, a non smoker, to Chloe whatever her last name is, an avid smoker," Russ stated. "Sure is opposites attracting there."

"Does she even like hockey?" Ken asked.

"Tonsil hockey," Portman joked, with a smile on his face.

"Ugh, gross!" Connie pretended to gag at the statement

"I think she's okay. Psycho at times though. She threw Charlie's stereo out the window and on to the street last week, because they got into a fight about… I don't know exactly." Guy told the group, whose jaws dropped.

Heaven sent and so complete
She dropped my TV in the street
I didn't even care
Little things like attitude
The way that we both hate seafood
I wonder why she's there
But I don't ask, you don't tell
Never really goes this well
Surprised to hear you say
Worried I would go away but
Never ever be afraid 'cause this ones here to stay

"Hey." Charlie said before Chloe pressed her lips against his.

"Do you wanna-" She kissed him again.

"Mhm," She replied in a noise.

"Meet my friends?" He said, and she pulled away from him, staring into his eyes.

"Really?" She sat up on his bed, and Charlie sat up too.

"Yeah, I mean they are really cool, and I think you'd like them. Plus, they've been dying to meet you, well, other than Guy and Connie, who already have, because they walked in on us making out once, so you had to meet them, but I mean, do you wanna meet the rest of the Ducks that go to college with me?" Charlie's eyes were hopeful, and she smiled at how cute he was being.

"Would your friends want to meet me?" Chloe raised an eyebrow, "I don't give the best impression, Charlie."

Charlie shook his head, "Neither do they, but if we hang out for a little, I'm sure we'll all get along fine."

Chloe took a few minutes to answer, "Uh, well, okay."

"Okay," Charlie lightly slapped her thigh. "Let's go!" He smiled, got up, and grabbed a sweater, running out of the bedroom.

This one smokes the competition right
Convinced St. Francis to ignite
Your cigarettes are not alright
And I know I want burns
For the sun to rise It must get dark
I'd never think you'd miss that mark

"Will someone get that?" Connie asked the team who sat in front of the TV, watching a movie.

"It's your house," Averman looked over at her.

"You're a boy." Connie answered.

Averman looked around, "What does that have to do with it?"

The door bell rang again.

"It's waiting, Lester." Connie smiled at him, and he rolled his eyes, getting up to answer the door.

"Goodness, Connie." Averman said opening the door to see Charlie and Chloe, "Oh, hey."

"Hey Averman, this is Chloe. Are the rest of them in there?" Charlie asked, peeking his head into the door.

"Oh, yeah, they're here." Averman gave a nod towards the TV, "Come on in." Charlie walked in quickly, and Chloe took a few seconds before she stepped in. "So you're the infamous, you've got Charlie whipped, Chloe?"

Chloe laughed, "Yeah. That's me, I guess. You're Averman, the one who cracks a lot of jokes?"

"Oh yeah." Averman nodded, leading Chloe into the living room, where the Ducks stood up to greet her, with smiles on their faces. Chloe shook their hands, and smiled at the comfort Charlie's friends gave her, without any hesitation.

But if I'm the fire you're the spark
And I know I burn

"You like my friends?" Charlie asked Chloe, who lied down next to her on the floor, while they watched, engulfed in laughter from the comedy.

She looked at the Ducks, grins on their faces, popcorn and candy stuffed in their mouths, and she smiled, "I love your friends."

"Good," Charlie replied, kissing her nose.