Title: Mr. Sensitive

Summary:Derek returns from a weeklong women appreciation retreat –Casey's idea- a changed man. At first everyone loves the new Derek, but eventually even Casey gets tired of Mr. Sensitive. Can she snap her stepbrother back into his old ways, or is 'Dereka' here to stay. .Dasey.

Author:Silverflare07
Dedication:To Warlordess because she has to put up with me going on about Dasey and force shields and sock puppets that say Hola Georgie and she does it oh so gracefully. And because it's her birthday and since I can't buy her PKMN I'm writing about LWD.

Author's Notes: I originally got the idea from watching an episode of Family Guy, and if you've ever seen it you'll recognize the idea a bit. I promise that aside from the retreat and the new Derek nothing else is going to be taken from that episode. There will be no Derek trying to breast feed anything or worrying about being 'late'.

Extra Stuff: Fair warning to everyone...after the first chapter Derek is going to be extremely OoC. This is totally intentional and has to be in order for the story to make sense. His OoCness is going to affect everyone a little but especially Casey; she'll get pretty OoC too. Not as badly as Derek though, I can promise that. So if you don't like OoCness in characters I suggest you turn back now, because you will not like this fic. If you don't mind then enjoy. I hope this fic makes you laugh when you read as much as it made me laugh while I was writing it.

Stuff You Need To Know:

"Speech"

Thoughts

I'm so sorry this took so long to upload! My poor beta reader is so busy that she doesn't have much free time to devote to fixing the errors in my stories. Lord know she tries so hard though. Chapter 8, if she can get it beta'd shouldn't take nearly so long to be up though. Thank you guys for being so patient with me.


"Ugh!" Lizzie slammed the door and stormed past the nearly deserted living room.

Derek looked up from the T.V. and watched as the youngest McDonald stomped up the stairs. He winced as a door slammed shut and turned off the T.V. before heading up the stairs. He was the only one home at the moment and he was going to figure out what was wrong. She was his baby sister, after all, and he would be there to comfort her when she needed it.

"Lizzie?" He knocked gently on the door. "You okay?"

"GO AWAY!" Lizzie shouted through the door.

"Liz, come on." Derek pleaded. "It's better to talk about these kind of things."

Her door swung open. "What?" She snapped at him, "Did you learn that at camp?"

Derek nodded, completely missing her sarcasm. "Yeah. It really helped me to talk about things, and I know it'll help you."

Lizzie's eyebrows shot up into her hairline but she let Derek into her room anyways. He sat down at her desk while she sat on her bed. "So," He put his hands behind his head. "What's wrong?"

"It's Jamie!" She cried, falling backwards onto her bed in a fashion that was so similar to Casey Derek couldn't help but smile.

"What's wrong with you and Jamie? I thought you guys had been getting along really well since you discovered you liked him."

"We were! Except now he's being all weird."

Derek raised an eyebrow. "Define weird."

"He doesn't want me to hang out with any of my guys friends anymore. Do you know he gave me crap for hanging out with Edwin!"

"He did, and don't use the word crap. You're a lady; not a garbage man."

"What?" Lizzie shook her head. "Never mind. I just...I don't know what to do."

Derek shrugged. "It sounds to me like he really likes you, he's just a little insecure. He probably feels threatened because you're around all these other guys all the time. Guys are like that sometimes around girls they really like."

Lizzie groaned. "Why doesn't he just talk to me then! And honestly, he's jealous of Edwin!"

Derek made a face. "What!?" She cried. "What's that face supposed to mean?"

"Look, you and Edwin spend a lot of time together. You live in the same house, you're technically not blood related, and he is a Venturi and therefore quite a catch."

Lizzie scoffed. "Just because you're in love with Casey doesn't mean I'm in love with Edwin."

Derek shook his head and stood up. "I never said you were in love with Edwin." He made his way to the door, stepping out. "You did."

Lizzie's eyes widened. "That's not what I meant and you know it!"

Derek sighed and sat back down. "Listen, it's okay. I'm just saying that Jamie is probably a little insecure, that's all."

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"Just let him know you're just friends with those other guys. Especially Edwin."

"Especially Edwin? I shouldn't even have to defend my relationship with Edwin!"

"Maybe not, but if Jamie's feeling insecure the best thing you can do is just to reassure him. If it really becomes an issue we'll talk more then."

"But Edwin and I? I mean what's wrong with Jamie?"

Derek shrugged and stood up. "Maybe he sees your friendship and is just reading too much into it." He walked to the door, turning to face Lizzie once again. "But maybe he's not."

Lizzie watched as her eldest stepbrother shut her door.

What!?


"Alright class, I've graded you're tests from a while back. I'm sorry it took so long to get them graded and back to you."

Mrs. Stevenson, their English teacher, walked down the rows, handing each student their test. "I'm pleased to inform you that the grades were, over all, rather good. Aside from a few misfires," here she looked over at Ralph and Derek, "the class did very well. I'm glad you were able to grasp the concept of Hamlet."

She placed a paper on Emily's desk. Emily looked down at it, "An 80!" She smiled. "That's a relief! I thought I was going to fail this thing for sure."

Casey smiled at her best friend, glancing at her own test. "I knew you could do it. Shakespeare isn't that hard to understand."

Emily glanced at Casey's test as well. "A 98? Do you ever fail at anything?" She laughed to show she was joking. "I mean, I'd settle for just less than perfect."

Casey laughed too. "Hey!" She managed between giggles. "A 98 isn't perfect."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Close enough." She turned towards to Derek. "How - hey, are you okay?"

Casey looked over at her stepbrother and was surprised to see him very pale. He was staring at his test in horror. "Derek?" She asked.

"I...I..." He looked like he was going to be sick. "I failed!" He whispered, as if he was saying a dirty word.

Emily and Casey both raised their eyebrows. "So?" They asked together.

"So?" He shrieked, his voice jumping an octave that made both girls hold back giggles. "This is terrible! I'm never going to get into a good film school if I fail!"

"Derek," Casey shook her head. "You have never cared about your grades before."

"Well then don't you think it's about time I start?" Casey opened her mouth the respond but Derek rushed on. "You have to help me Casey!"

"Huh?" Both girls said.

"Please!" He was all but begging her. "Come on, you're really smart! If anyone can help me, it's you."

Emily clucked her tongue. "I dunno... Even Casey isn't a miracle worker."

"Em!" Casey reprimanded her friend, although the effect was dimmed somewhat by her laughter. "Come on, I mean he's right here!"

Derek looked offended. "Come on guys!" He whined. "I know I haven't exactly been the best student lately-"

"Ever." Emily interjected.

"Fine, ever." Derek agreed. "But I really don't want to fail my senior year. You've got to help me Casey!"

Casey shook her head. "Alright, I'll help you. But you need to relax. One bad test grade is not the end of the world."

Emily's eyebrows shot up. "Wow, if there was one phrase I never thought I'd hear you say it would be that."

Casey turned to look at her friend. "What?"

Emily shook her head. "This," she gestured to where Derek was still panicking about his test, "is you on any other day."

"What? I am so not like that!"

"Yeah you are." More than half the class answered for Emily.

Casey looked around the room incredulously while Emily tried to hide her laughter. "Okay," She said finally, "But I still don't think I'm that bad."

"Oh man, what am I going to do!" Derek wailed.

"Am I really that bad?" Casey asked her friend.

"Well..." Emily glanced to the floor, biting her bottom lip. "Just a little."

Casey sighed and looked at her stepbrother again. "That has got to change."

"Casey!" Derek wailed again, this time earning stares from their classmates. "You have to help me!"

Casey shook her head. "I know, Derek. We'll get started first thing after school."

Derek immediately brightened. "Great! Thanks!"

Whispers spread like wildfire throughout the classroom. When Casey caught the word leather jacket being tossed between a group of girls she blushed and sank lower into her chair. Emily patted her back in an attempt to help, while Derek continued to smile brightly, completely oblivious to the chatter in the classroom.


"This has got to end!" Edwin cried, flopping into on of the dinning room chairs. "It's really starting to creep me out."

"Agreed." George nodded, pacing before them. He, Nora, Edwin, Lizzie, and Marti had gathered in the dinning room for a conference about Derek.

"I enjoy the peace and quiet around the house," Nora started, "but even I miss the old Derek. Life's just not as interesting without him stirring something up."

"He tried to give me boy advice that I'm stillrecovering from!" Lizzie cried, glancing at Edwin out of the corner of her eye.

"I miss my Smerek!" Marti cried, launching herself at her father.

"What are you talking about Marti?" George asked. "He's still the same 'Smerek' he always was with you."

Marti crossed her arms and pouted. "Yeah, but now he shares it with EVERYBODY. It used to be just a Smerek and me thing. Now he's even that nice to Casey."

"Now Marti," George picked up his youngest daughter. "There's nothing wrong with him being nice to Casey."

Marti shook her head. "He's supposed to be nice to her in their own way, like when he activates the force shield. Not in the way he's nice to me. That was supposed to be especially for me!"

Everyone looked at Marti and wondered, not for the first time, if there was really only an eight-year girl living inside her head.

Nora shook her head. "Back to the problem at hand. What are we going to do about Derek?"

Edwin shrugged. "What do you do about any creation?" The door opened and Casey walked in. "Talk to the creator."

"Hey guys," Casey greeted her family. "Why are you all home so early?"

"Listen, Casey," Nora began gently. "We need to talk to you about Derek."

"Hm?" Casey took a seat next to her sister. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Edwin cried jumping up in exasperation. "That's the problem."

Casey looked confused, so Lizzie elaborated. "We're all tired of this new Derek, Casey. We want the old one back."

"What are you talking about? This new Derek is great!"

"No he's not!" Marti cried. "I miss my old Smerek!"

"I miss him too." George confessed. "I agree with Nora about the peace and quiet once in a while, but this is too much."

"We think," Nora tried to brace herself for her daughter's reaction to her next words. "That maybe your camp idea was a mistake."

"What?" Casey asked in disbelief. "That camp was the best thing that ever happened to him and you all know it!"

"Hey Casey!" Derek came bounding down the stairs, and leaned over the railing. "Where's your lavender scented bubble bath? It's been a rough day and I just want to relax."

"U - under the sink." She managed to spit out.

"Thanks!" Derek was gone just as fast as he had come and the five other members of the Venturi/McDonald family turned to face Casey.

"Okay," She agreed. "It was totally a mistake. What are we going to do about it?"

Edwin pulled out the binder that he and Lizzie used for their observations. "We're going to snap him out of it."

"How?" Casey asked.

"That's...what we're trying to figure out."

"Alright," Casey nodded. "I'm in.

"And I'm going to need some more bubble bath."


There's chapter 7. Stay tuned for chapter eight where Lizzie, Edwin, George, Nora, and even Marti try to snap Derek back to his old self. Will they succeed? Or will it be up to Casey to undo the mess she accidentally made?

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