A/N: sorry for the long delay… I've had some terrible things happen in my personal life and it's caused me to take a long break from this story, but now I'm back! Anyways, enjoy! PS: I strongly suggest that you do not try to cure a hangover with pickles… you'll understand why I'm saying this later…

Disclaimer: I still do NOT own the Rugrats or Rugrats: all grown up; that is Nickelodeon's stuff. Also, all the characters are at least 18, so any implied or not-so- implied sexual activity is a-okay :D

Chapter 10: Day Two: Afternoon

I woke up at 3pm to a terrible head ache and a lack of stamina to get Tommy to like me… I screwed up majorly. Maybe that's why I can't seem to find anyone… because I seem to say the stupidest things. I've got to think of a way to fix this… but the only way I seem to get things right is through…. Science… That's it! I don't wear a Lithium atom on my belt buckle for nothing! I've just gotta think of something involving science that could be done here that would impress Tommy and get him to forgive me… and maybe even kiss me in a less pressured environment…. Maybe I should focus more on mending the friendship and less on getting a kiss… but what can I do… I think I have an idea, but I've gotta ask Tommy something.

I started walking around the house, and I couldn't find him anywhere. I started calling out his name, but I got no answer. I hope he isn't ignoring me… I then found Phil munching on some pickles looking hung over. Now, before you question why Phil is eating a pickle when hung over, just know that I have absolutely no idea. The smell just makes me sick… but he says that it's been the quickest way he's tried to stop a hangover, so whatever makes him stop puking everywhere.

I walked over to him and asked "hey Phil, have you seen Tommy anywhere?"

"You mean your boyfriend, homo?" Phil rudely replied

"No Phil, he's not my boyfriend. We're just friends. But I really have to ask him something, so do you have any idea where he is, or are you wasting my time with your homophobic remarks?" I angrily replied

Phil grunted with exhaustion "No clue. Ask Dil." I stormed off to Phil and Dil's room and found Dil sketching out new ideas for belt buckles. I looked over his shoulder and saw he was sketching out planets. He suddenly turned his head and smiled "hey chuck-miehster! What's up?"

"What are you sketching there?" I asked

"My new plant belt buckles! Every planet will be made into a belt buckle… including our lost friend, Pluto…" Dil frowned to himself and whispered dramatically "I still believe in you, Pluto…"

I ignored the odd comment and said "where'd you get the inspiration from?"

He pointed directly at me and said "You, my friend! You use to always wear Saturn on your shirts, even when you were a teen, but then you changed your style and now you've got a Lithium atom on your belt buckle… and to be truthful, as cool as it is to have a lithium atom on your belt, I miss seeing Saturn on you. You never out grow your favorite planet, Chukie. Never." he gave me a serious look and continued joyfully "so when I get my first prototype done, it'll be for you!"

"Aww, thanks Dil" I smiled sweetly "I was starting to miss Saturn too"

Dil looked at my curiously and said "Now I know you didn't come in here to ask about my business, so what flipping and flopping in that noggin of yours?"

"Well, have you seen Tommy anywhere? I have to ask him a quick question" I asked worriedly.

"Well," Dil began "he looked pretty upset, and when he's upset, he likes to get away from things, but most of all, he likes to film. So he's probably in that cove at the end of the shore line"

"What makes you think that?" I questioned "… There's nothing to film in a dark cove…"

"He said something about drawing something all over the cove's walls, so he's probably filming his progress"

"Right!" I smiled "I've got to go into town and get a few things! I'll see you later Dil!" and I ran out of the room to the rental van. If I was going to do this, I wanted to make it quick. If he is as upset as I think he is, he'll probably want to say in that cove for as long as possible, so I've got to get there before the sun sets completely.

-A/I –author's interruption- now let's change pov for the rest of the chapter! Tommy's POV! –

… Maybe I was wrong…Maybe Chukie just not into me; he did basically say that our kiss last night was just a part of the game and there was nothing special about it. But It was special to me… in fact, I don't think I've ever had a kiss like I had with him. Maybe I can just kiss him again at the party tonight! Yeah!

… nah, I just don't feel like partying tonight… too many girls and guys will cling on to me… and I just don't feel like getting too much attention tonight… maybe I'll just talk to him about our kiss, and see where we'll take our friendship from here… that's probably the best choice.

I made my way up to the grand cove at the end of the shore… almost near the spot where I kissed Chukie last night… I smiled to myself as I climbed into the cove and stared at the blank walls. "Good thing this cove's got some holes on the top… I get great light in here for the camera" I smiled. Not that I needed it though; this camera has some really good settings that will make even darkest area bright, but I don't want to draw too late. I'll get out of here after sun set.

I set up my camera pressing every knob and button that needed to be pressed and setting it up so the whole cove wall was visible. I pressed record and said "I'm drawing this out of love, so Malibu will remember me!" then I started drawing.

A couple of hours flew by and the cove began to darken. I started hearing Phil and Lil arguing from the distance about who was going to make sure the beer kept flowing this time. I chuckled to myself, thinking maybe I'd volunteer to get away from the party… but I know they'd both say that I'm the life of the party and I should stay… so I guess there's really no way out of this, unless I pretend I'm sick or something… nah, I was never a really good actor anyway…

I sighed to myself as I kept drawing on the cove walls. Before I knew it, I could barely see my hands in front of my face. It seems my camera light isn't as strong as I thought it would be… maybe I should call it a night and see if I can sneak around the party into bed.

Then as I was carefully heading towards my camera, a beautiful array of light stained the cove walls from a few jars. If I didn't know better, I would say the jars contained some magic in side of it to produce such a beautiful glow. Then I saw that familiar nervous smile carrying the crate full of glowing jars. I smiled softly and said "Hey Chukie, what do you have there?" He blushed looking down at the jars and stuttered "m-magic jars… I learned how to make them in my chemistry class at college"

I smiled "how did you make them?" I stepped up and helped him with the crate. My hand brushed his by accident… the warmth of his hands made my cold hands want to draw in closer and press those warm lips into mine… but I have to control myself…

I stepped away, pulling the crates out of his hand and placed it gently on the ground and then looked back into those golden eyes. I admired the enthusiasm in his voice and the sparkle in his eye as he tried to explain to me how he made those jars in simple words. I can't I say that I really remember what he said to me, but I remember at that moment, I was falling deeper into love with him.

"Are you even listening to me?" Chukie said, giving me a confused look. I shook myself out of my daydreams and laughed "yeah, I just got a little confused with what you were saying." He smiled back at me and said "sorry, Tommy… there's no easy way to explain it… so, want me to spread these around so you could keep drawing, or would you rather go to the fun party?" He said, sarcastically rolling his eyes. I always knew parties were never really Chukie's thing, but tonight, I was siding with him on this. I smiled "let's spread the lights around and draw for a while." He blushed and smiled, as he began spreading the lights around. I always loved that smile… I'm glad he wears it for me all the time…

After spreading the lights around, I continued drawing for a few more hours and he stared at me sweetly. It was a little quiet, but I've always been comfortable in social and silent environments, so this wasn't an issue for me. Then, Chukie broke the silence and shyly said "Tommy… I have something I want to talk to you about…"

My heart skipped a beat.

A/N: Here's a cliff hanger for all my fans hanging on. Keep following me, guys. I'm not done with this story yet. I'll be loading this story slowly, but it will eventually be done!