(A/N: Sorry I procrastinated in updating this story for over 2 months! Working on and completing CF+ST, and my love for Blue Sky Studios' Epic hindered. "Frammy" is the name for the pairing of Frankie and Tommy, by the way. Enjoy this new chapter! I hope...)

Love At First Sight

Ch. 6

As Shenzi prepared for her park lunch with Chuckie, Frankie lounged in the living room, not paying attention to the show playing on TV. She wished that she had someone to hang out with like her sister did, because she was bored out of her skull. She didn't want to be a third wheel at Shenzi's date, so she decided to not ask to come.

"You alright, sis?" Speak of the devil. Frankie looked, and saw her emo sister ready for her date. She was wearing dark denim midi shorts, a black and red plaid cropped flannel shirt, a white "So So Happy" cropped tank top with a winking face, classic Converse high-tops, a black bow headband, a berry blue extension, and red metallic bow front-and-back earrings.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Frankie replied, "Just bored."

"Ohh," Shenzi nodded, "Well, I wish I could do something with you, but I have a date."

"It's okay, thanks anyway."

"No prob. I'll be on the porch." After grabbing her purse, she walked out the front door.

When Frankie was alone, she sighed as she flopped back down on the couch. Deciding that she didn't feel like watching TV, she turned it off. Just before she could fall asleep, the phone suddenly rang, making her shoot up in surprise. She saw the Caller ID, and eagerly answered after seeing a certain name on it. "Hi Tommy," She greeted him, "What's up?"

"Hi, Frankie. Are you doing anything important right now?"

"Not really," She replied, "Just laying around, almost bored to tears. Why?"

"I was just wondering if you wanted to come over to my house today. My family would like to meet you."

Frankie let a smile grow. "That sounds great. When should I come?"

"Whenever you're ready," Tommy shrugged, before he gave her his address.

"I'm on my way; See you in a few minutes." After hanging up, Frankie dashed up to her room to get properly dressed. She decided on a black "Peace Love Always" henley shirt with a purple peace sign and white accents, a light denim skater skirt, white Converse high-tops, silver peace sign stud earrings, and a simple black ponytail band. She also had a black cropped tee with thin, white horizontal stripes under her shirt for more coverage. After grabbing her Tsum Tsums purse, the paper with the Pickles' address, and writing a note for her parents, she headed out with eagerness.

"Where are you going?" Shenzi asked her from the porch.

"I'm heading to Tommy's house," She replied, "He wants me to meet his family."

"Oh, that sounds nice," The younger girl remarked, "I hope you have fun."

"Thanks, you too." With that, Frankie continued walking, while using signs for guidance to her destination. Before long, she stopped at a two-story, square-shaped, peach-colored house with a small awning over the front door, a flat brown roof, and four windows at the front. This was it. After she rang the doorbell, Dil answered, to her surprise. "Oh, hi Dil."

"Hi Frankie," He greeted her back, "Tommy said that you would stop by here today. Come on in."

"Thanks." She walked in the house after he granted access. She gazed around the hallway as the door was closed behind her. "This is a nice place."

"Thanks," Dil smiled.

"You know where Tommy is?" She asked him.

"He's in the little boy's room; He'll be out soon. You can just chill in the living room until he comes out. It's right in there." He pointed to the doorway right behind her.

"Okay, thanks," She nodded, and walked in the room.

"I'll tell him where you are after he's done, so he'll know where to find you."

"Thanks, Dil." She sat on the burgundy couch as she gazed around the area. The room had light yellow walls, a brown floor, and a reasonably-sized TV in front of the couch. The Pickles definitely had a nice house. As she waited, she wondered what Shenzi and Chuckie were doing at the moment.

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Elsewhere on the block, Shenzi waited for a few more seconds before a familiar car stopped in front of the house. She hastily stood up, and ran to the passenger side door, and sat next to Chuckie. "Hi Chuck," She greeted him, as she buckled herself.

"Hey Shen," He smiled at her, sending butterflies in her chest, "You ready to eat with nature?"

"Yep," She nodded.

"Um, y-you look great."

She couldn't help but giggle at his slight stutter. "Thanks, Chuck. So do you."

"Thanks," He glanced down at himself. He was in a white and blue raglan ¾ sleeve shirt, simple light denim jeans, and black and white suede Vans.

"You look really good in blue," She remarked, "It compliments your hair." She playfully prodded a strand of his red hair.

"Thanks Shen," He shrugged, "You look good in any color."

Her cheeks blushed as she averted her gaze. "Thanks, Chuckie."

After a few minutes of chatting, and picking up their food, Chaz stopped the car at the park entrance. "Okay, you two have fun."

"Thanks Dad," Chuckie nodded, as he and his date exited the vehicle, hand-in-hand. They walked in the building, as Chaz drove away once they entered, and gazed all around.

"Wow, this place is huge," Shenzi remarked in awe, "The only park I've been to barely has a playset."

"Y-yea," He nodded, "Will this become your regular park from this day forward?"

"Oh yeah," She replied with a nod, "This one is awesome! You know where the picnic tables are?"

"Yeah I do," He looked around the area, "They're right over there." He pointed in a certain direction. "Not too far from where we are." Chuckie led Shenzi to the picnic area, which was bustling with activity, and had awnings for shade. "Here it is."

"'Kay," She nodded, "Looks great. But you didn't have to pay for my food. I could've done it myself."

"But on dates, the guy always pays," He shrugged, "Trust me, I got it."

"Well, if you insist," She reluctantly gave in, "But I'll pay you back for mine."

"Don't worry about it," He insisted, "It's my treat."

"You sure?"

"Positive. Really, don't worry about paying me back."

"Well... okay."

"The only way you can pay me back is to have a good time."

"That won't be a problem," She giggled, "Consider yourself repaid."

"Alright," He nodded, as they sat at a table, with a takeout bag from Burger King in front of them.. They both decided on hot dogs and French fries, with small drinks while they waited. Chuckie's hot dog had ketchup and mustard, while Shenzi's contained ketchup, mustard, and relish.

"Hey, Chuck?" She grabbed one of her fries.

"Yeah?"

"I wonder what Frankie's doing right now, at Tommy's house."

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At the Pickles residence, Frankie didn't have to wait too long before a familiar face came in the room. "Hey, Frankie!" Tommy greeted her. "Dil told me you were in here."

"Hi Tom," She stood up, "Um, are your parents here?"

"They're out grocery shopping, but they'll be back very soon. I told them you'd be coming here today."

"'Kay," She nodded.

Tommy sat next to her, trying to think of a good topic of conversation. "So, um... what's your favorite school subject?"

"Well," She thought about it, "I don't really have a favorite, but I seem to be really good in English."

"Cool," Tommy nodded, "I'd say my favorite subject is either history or science."

"Our history teacher is fun," She agreed, "But I could never get past science. It's all Greek to me."

"Ah," He nodded, "Well, if you ever need any help with science, just come to me."

"Th-thanks Tom." Why was she feeling so nervous? She was just talking with a friend! What was so nerve-wracking about that?

After a few minutes, the front door opened, making the two pre-teens' heads turn, and Stu and Didi Pickles walked in the house, their arms full of grocery bags.

Tommy jumped off the couch, and started helping them with the bags. "Dil! Mom and Dad are back!"

"Can I help with those?" Frankie offered.

"Oh, that's not necessary," Didi replied, "You're our guest. You just relax."

"You sure?" She asked them, as Dil started helping with the groceries. "I don't mind."

"It's fine, really," Stu assured her, "You're Tommy's new friend, right? The one he told us about?"

"Y-yeah," Frankie nodded.

"Well, you just sit and relax in the living room; We'll will be done with these groceries in a second."

As she waited, she heard them talking about her; And their words sounded positive. "She sure is nice, and pretty too," Didi remarked.

"Yeah, you sure know how to pick them out, son," Stu added. Frankie couldn't help but smirk at that.

"She's not my girlfriend," Tommy pointed out, "She's just a friend."

"Yeah, for now," The younger Pickles boy teased him.

"Dil!"

After a couple minutes, the family gathered in the living room, where their guest was patiently waiting. "So, your name is Frankie Tuck, right?" Stu asked her, and she nodded. "Tell us a little about yourself."

"Well, um..." She tried to think of anything interesting about herself, "My uh, my best school subject is English," She decided to start with, "And uh... oh! I used to live in Paris until I was almost 3. My mother married who is now my stepfather, and we moved here to Yucaipa afterwards."

"You're from Paris?" Dil's eyes widened. "No way! Kimi's from Paris too! And she and her mom moved here after marrying Chaz!"

"C-cool," She smiled timidly, "Um... my full name is Francesca Marie Tuck, in case you were curious. My birthday is February 19th. Um... that's all I can think of," She shrugged awkwardly.

"All those things are very interesting," Didi complimented her, and Frankie blushed.

"Thanks."

"What do you do for fun?" Dil asked her.

"Well, I uh, I like video games," She started off, "And um... I watch TV too. I don't do that much stuff. But I hope to join the school's baseball team."

"That sounds fun," Tommy remarked.

"What kind of games do you like?" Stu asked her.

"The Mario games," She shrugged, "My stepsister and I play them all the time, TV or handheld, ever since we were old enough to play video games. She's a very good sport every time." After a while, Frankie noticed the time on the clock. "Oh! I, I need to head home! I don't want to miss dinner." She grabbed her purse, and hastily headed for the door, but stopped at the living room walkway. "It was nice meeting you, Mr. and Mrs. Pickles!"

"It was nice meeting you too," Didi smiled at her, "But, just call me Didi."

"And call me Stu," Her husband added.

"'Kay," Frankie nodded, "Bye!" After waving her hand, she sprinted out the door.

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"Frankie went to Tommy's house?" Chuckie was surprised at this, as he ate his hot dog.

"Yep," Shenzi nodded, "She headed over there just before you and Chaz came to grab me."

"Interesting," He remarked.

"Why's that?" She smirked.

"I dunno," He shrugged, "I just never imagined them together... that way before."

"Who says they're together that way? I bet they're just friends... for now," She whispered the last part to herself, then giggled at what she saw. "Uh, y-you've got a little something there," She gestured to the right corner of her mouth.

"Huh?" He went to wipe it off, but she stopped him.

"I'll get it." She leaned forward, and kissed his face where the mustard spot was, making his cheeks flush deeply. She giggled at his stupefied expression, and licked the mustard off her lips.

"Di-did you get it?" He stammered.

"Yeah, it's all gone," She giggled some more, and took a bite out of her hot dog. "So um, nice day, huh?"

"Oh yeah," He nodded, "Perfect for a meal with a pretty girl."

A blush blossomed on Shenzi's cheeks. "Aww, Chuckie. I'm not pretty."

"Yes you are!" He insisted, accidentally raising his voice more than he meant to. She flinched a bit at his voice's volume in surprise. "S-sorry, didn't mean for it to be that loud. But still, you are pretty, Shen. No, you're beautiful. You're the most beautiful girl in our whole school, if not the whole town."

"Th-thanks Chuck," She stammered as her blush deepened, "But..."

"It really hurts me to see and/or hear you put yourself down, when it's all lies. You're not ugly, worthless, stupid, or whatever you think you are. You are beautiful, fun, smart, and a delight to be with." He reached over with his left hand, after it was clean, and gently played with her silky locks by her face. "Don't let anyone tell you different."

"O-okay," She stuttered timidly, "Thanks Chuckie."

He then smiled, leaving his hand where it was. "What kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use?"

"I use Suave," She shrugged, "For both. They're green apple scented."

"Well, I may have to start using it myself," He remarked, "Because your hair is so soft. Beautiful too, just like you."

Shenzi's blush deepened even more, if that was possible. "Thanks, Chuckie." Without hesitation, she picked up her food, and changed seats, so she was next to him. She leaned against his arm as she ate the last of her fries. Chuckie finished his hot dog as he held her closer by her shoulders. "You want one of my fries?" He asked her. "I don't mind." "Just one, thanks," She replied, "Feed me?" He chuckled as he fed her one of his salty fries, marveling at how cute she looked when she was concentrating.

At home, Shenzi and Frankie told each other, and their parents, about the day they had with their respective guy friends.

(A/N: I apologize for the abrupt ending. Writers' block is a you-know-what, isn't it? You know the disclaimer.)