AN- HEY GUYS! Again, if you didn't read the last AN chapter thing, I got caught up in life. Which means school, tumblr, and obsessing over OTPs (cough*cough* CLATO, PRIMORY, PEENISS, KICK, AND JALICE{not twilight, super 8. obviously guys, LOOK AT MY PEN NAME}*cough*cough). BUT HERE IT IS:) Extra long, just for you AMAZING HUMANS:)
"Holy Christmas nuts!" Milton said as we walked over to the booth hand in hand.
"Does this mean..." Eddie said, trailing off. I smiled shyly and felt myself blush, nodding my head. Eddie looked extremely happy, Milton looked extremely upset, and Jerry looked... confused.
"Wait, I'm confused! What are you all getting excited about?" He asked, obviously not understandin what the hand holding and smiles were about.
"This means that Kick prevails." Jack said, looking over at me. I smiled up at him.
"You couldn't have waited three more days? Three stinking days! But no, you guys just had to realize how you were meant for each other today." Milton rambled frustratedly. Eddie grinned and held his hand out towards him. Milton muttered incoherently and slapped a $20 bill in Eddie's hand.
"Well congrats guys. I couldn't be happier for you!" Eddie said while staring at the money in his hand like it was way more than just $20.
"Eddie, you're just saying that because you got money out of it." Jerry said, finally saying something that made sense... and was smart. Eddie glared at him. "I, on the other hand," Jerry continued, stepping out of the booth and right between the new couple, wrapping an arm around each of them, "am genuinely happy for two of my closest friends." He said. I gave him a weird look. This was Jerry, after all.
"Jerry... really?" Milton said accusingly. He and Eddie were just staring at him. Jack was giving him the same look I was. Jerry nodded.
"Yeah of course." He said. Rudy walked in and came over.
"He guys, what's up?" He asked.
"You owe me $15, that's what. WOOOOOOO!" Jerry said, forgetting about his big speech. We all cleared our throats and he turned around.
"What? I am happy for you guys, really. The fact that I get money just makes it better." He said. I couldn't help but smile a little. These guys may be childish and silly a lot of the time, and of course they could be a handful, but they were all like my big brothers.
"Well, are you guys ready to go?" I asked them. They all nodded and soon enough we were on our way across the mall to the movie theater.
Eddie and Jerry were walking a few feet ahead, talking in hushed voices. I just shook my head. It was no use trying to figure out what they were talking about. It could range anywhere from karate to a movie idea to something completely random.
"We were thinking about seeing The Hunger Games instead." Milton said. I turned my head towards him. "Eddie and Jerry are dying to see. I am too, but you know how they get." Milton said. I just nodded.
"Are you okay with that?" Jack asked. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I smiled.
"Yeah. I'm actually glad about the switch. I wasn't too thrilled about The Women In Black. It looked kinda... okay, really creepy." I said, laughing. He smiled too. His eyes seemed to contain the same happiness his smile did, a tiny twinkle in his chocolate brown eyes that always mesmorize me. Of course, Colton just had to cry then. The three of us stopped at a bench.
"I'm gonna go make sure Jerry and Eddie don't get distracted by anything. Just meet us there." Milton said as he walked ahead in search of the two who had strangely disappeared.
Jack grabbed colton out of the baby carrier, holding him gently in his arms. I smiled as I watched Jack rock Colton back and forth.
"I just can't get over how great of a dad you are. Even if Colton isn't exactly a real baby." I said as I leaned my head on his shoulders. He broke his gaze from Colton and looked at me.
"Thanks. You're just as good of a mom as I am a dad." He said, returning his stare on the baby. I smiled and sat up straight, turning to look at him.
"We must be the best parents in the world then." I said. He laughed lightly. I glanced up at the sky, which was fairly dark by now. "Hey Jack?" I said.
"Yeah?"
"I'm glad you kissed me." I said. Colton cooed happily. Jack laid him back down in the baby carrier and kissed me on the cheek. He grabbed Colton in one his hand and grabbed mine with his other.
"I'm glad I did too." He said. We walked the rest of the way in a comfortable silence, not needing words. Just being with each other was enough. We finally got there after five minutes. I froze at the door when I remembered something.
"Are we seriously about to bring a plastic baby into the movie theater?" I asked. He stopped and turned around.
"Yes. Yes we are." He said, holding his hand out for mine. I grabbed his hand again and we walked through the door. A few kids from school were scattered around the lobby, some with fake babies and some not. "And it looks like we aren't the only ones." He said. Just then, Eddie, Milton, and Jerry came over.
"We already bought our tickets. We went in and saved six seats for us before it ges too crowded." Eddie explained. I nodded as Jack brought me over to the ticket counter. To my dismay, Frank, of all people, were there.
"Two tickets for The Hunger Games please?" Jack said, pulling out his wallet. Frank crossed his arms.
"I believe it's three Anderson." He said. I looked behind us. Nobody was in line except us. I turned back around, confused.
"Frank, there's only two of us." I protested. He pointed at the baby carrier.
"You have a baby."
"It's fake!" I argued.
"So? I charged all of them." He said, pointing to the kids in the lobby with their fake babies "for their babies. Now why should yours be special?"
"You shouldn't have charged anyone for a ticket just because of a doll." Jack argued. Frank just shook his head.
"You pay for three or you leave." He said. I could tell Jack was getting angry.
"Do you remember what happened the last time you did something stupid to us?" He asked Frank. Frank thought about it for a second before shaking his head.
"Well, let's just say it didn't end too well. For you. N, do y-"
"Is there a problem, Sir?" An upperclassmen from Seaford High walked out from the back door. HIs label read assistant manager.
"Uh, yes. Your employee here wants to charge us for this fake doll. It's a school assignment and we're required to have it on us at all times. He also charged all of the other kids for it as well." I explained. The upperclassmen looked furious.
"Frank! What have we told you about doing things like that? Get in the back room." He said. Frank did as he was told, but not before sending the universal "I have my eyes on you" signal to me and Jack. The assistant manager turned back to us.
"I'm so sorry about that. Enjoy your movie." He said, handing us each a ticket. I thanked him and walked away, dragging Jack along, who was still fuming. We went to the concession stand.
"A large bag of popcorn, Skittles, and a large Pepsi." Jack said, pulling out his wallet again. His eyes were getting that normal warmness in them instead of the fiery anger that just filled them a moment ago.
"You know my favorite candy is Skittles?" I asked as we grabbed our stuff and walked over to the side counter. I put two straws in the Pepsi and looked up at me him. He looked surprised.
"How could I not?" He said as we walked up the stairs to the usher. "You're always eating them and talking about how you'd marry them if a person could marry candy." He said with a smirk on his face. I smiled and blushed, both happy he actually noticed my love for the coloful candy, yet embarassed by the whole "marrying Skittles" thing.
"They're just so addictive." I defended myself. He just laughed as he handed the usher our tickets.
"You don't have to defend yourself Kimmy. I think it's cute." He said. I giggled as the usher handed him our tickets, but stopped after I realized something.
"Kim?" He asked, stopping and looking at me.
"Even though you're my boyfriend now, you still can't call me Kimmy." I said. I saw a light smile form on his face.
"Okay, okay, I won't." He said.
"Good." I said, but I could see the mischievious glint in his eyes and I knew he would be calling me Kimmy in no time.
"Fine, you can, but on one condition." I said.
"Oh, and what would that be Kimmy?"
"Nobody else can call me that. Only you." I said. He smiled widely and nodded.
"I like that condition." He said. I smiled and continued walking with him.
We walked down to the theater and found the guys right in the best section of the theater, right between the front row and the middle row, sitting in three seats dead center. We slid in next to them, Jack sitting next to Jerry and me next to him with Colton on the end.
"What took you guys so long?" Jerry asked.
"Let's just say we had a little hold up with Frank." He said, the fire returning in his eyes. "But everything turned out fine." He said.
"How long until it starts?" I asked the guys. Milton looked at the watch on his wrist.
"We still have a good 5 minutes, maybe 10." He said.
"So, I have a questions for you guys." Eddie said.
"Ask away." Jack said.
"How did you guys even get together?" He asked.
"I guess it started when we were sparring." Jack said. "We were in a pretty close match. It was neck-and-neck. I finally won and pinned her down on the mat, then, uh, I kinda kissed her." He admitted, scratching the back of his neck. He looked at me, sort of as a que.
"After that, he got up and ran to the locker room. Then, that idiot Ricky came in and-" I was interrupted after that.
"Woah, woah woah! Back it up. The doll-haired jerk was in our dojo?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah. He came in after Jack went in the locker room. He tried to convince me to like him. Then he kinda-sorta-maybe tried to kiss me." I explained, rushing the last part into one big jumble hoping they wouldn't understand.
"He tried to kiss you! Where is that stupid-" Jerry started.
"Don't worry guys, Kim took care of him." Jack interrupted. They all looked at me eagerly, waiting for me to finish the story.
"Well, he tried, but then Jack stopped him. They... talked and then Ricky tried kissing me. Again. But I smacked him." I said, smiling at the memory of the shock on his face.
"You should've heard the sound it made. And his face? Priceless." Jack said, smiling as well. The guys seemed content with my actions.
"Then I told Ricky I liked Jack and not him. I threatened to break his face and he booked it out of there. Then I walked over to Jack. We... talked... and kissed... and that was the beginning Kick." I finished.
"It's deifinitely not how I imagined the start of Kick, but it'll do." Milton siad. I just laughed and leaned back in the chair as the lights of the theater dim. I felt Jack put his arm around my shoulder and I leaned into it.
The movie was really good. I was relieved to be seeing it rather than The Women In Black. At one point, me and Jack both reached for the popcorn at the same time and our hands touched. I almost laughed at it. Our relationship was turning into one of those cliche, sappy ones that come straight out of a teen romance novel.
The lights of the theater came on and we sat there and waited as the credits rolled down the screen and the crowd shuffled out the door.
"That was a really good movie." Jack said as we all stood up. I grabbed Colton as we all made our way out of the theater. I realized something and stopped dead in my tracks. The rest of the guys walked right into me.
"Guys, Colton didn't cry during the movie. At all." I said. The situation settled in and a look of realization came into Jack's eyes.
"Oh no..." He groaned, grabbing the baby carrier from me.
"That means you guys are going to be stuck with a crying baby all night long." Milton said sympathetically.
"Ha, sucks for you guys. That's why we don't have our babies, right Eddie?" Jerry said.
"You got it, man." They high-fived and I shook my head in annoyance.
"Really, guys? A high-five?" I asked.
"Hey, a brother's right when a brother's right." Eddie said, hplding his hands up in defense.
"The only reason you guys don't have your babies is because your wives don't trust you with them." Jack said as we all walked out the door and stopped on the steps.
"Yeah, okay." Jerry said sarcastically. Jack just gave up, knowing it was a lost cause.
"Well, bye guys. See ya later." He said as we walked down the opposite way they had to go.
"Bye guys!" They all yelled back.
"It was nice hanging out with the guys. It feels like it's been forever since we all hung out, the five of us." I said
"Yeah, it was. Ready for a long night?" He asked me, intertwining our fingers together. I smiled up at him.
"If anyone can make it through, it's you." I said. He smiled and stopped walking. I stopped and turned to face him completely.
"You give me too much credit, you know that, right?" He said. I shook my head.
"No. I think it's the other way around." I said teasingly.
"Oh really? He asked, leaning his head down, his lips moving closer to mine.
"Yeah." I whispered, barely audible. HIs lips were inches form mine.
He closed the gap slowly and I felt his lips pressing against mine. It wasn't too hard, yet it wasn't too soft. It was just right. I sighed into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt his free arm go around and press against the small of my back, pressing me closer to him. He broke the kiss first and I groaned disappointedly. He chuckled.
"There will be plenty of time for that later Kimmy." He said, walking along again.
"Promise?" I asked.
"Promise" He said, grabbing my hand again. I smiled and sighed contently. The night had been crazy. I thought about the turn in events.
"You know what Jack." I said.
"What?"
"Ricky's kind of the reason we're together." I said. He looked down at me and I looked back, my brown eyes locking with his.
"You're right." He said, making a face, clearly not happy by this fact. I laughed as we continued our way to his house under the moonlight. "I still don't like him." He mumbled and I laughed.
"I think everyone knows you'll never like Ricky Weaver. Ever." I said. He shrugged and I giggled.
"You're amazing, you know that." He whispered. See, that was one of the many great things about Jack Anderson. He said the sweetest things at random times. But it's always the right thing to say.
"And you're mine, you know that." I whispered back. Instead of a reply, he kissed the top of my head and we continued walking in a comfortable silence, just me, him, and our little fake baby. 'I wish I could freeze this moment and live in it forever' I thought to myself. I smiled and looked back up at the amazing boy by my side. I still couldn't believe that he liked me. I sighed happily and Jack wrapped an arm around my shouler. I leaned against him slightly as we walked. The night had been perfect, and nothing was going to spoil it... hopefully.
AN- TADA! Whew, that took, like, 3 hours for me to write. But you all deserved it so much:) You're so amazing for putting up with me. I honestly never expected this great of a reaction for this story, BUT I FEEL SO LOVED and I appreciate each and every one of you. I figured I'd MAKE A BIG POT OF FRIENDSHIP in this chapter because there's a ot of Kick fluff and not a lot of WASABI WARRIORS craziness. BUT KICK HAD THEIR MOMENTS:) NOW, As you know, I'm currently writing a story for Super 8 (Interrupted), and one for 2012 (Meeting Haylie Mathews), but I'm goin to start one for The Hunger Games. IT WILL NOT BE CENTERED AROUND THE LOVELY COUPLE OF PEETA AND KATNISS, but instead on an under-appreciated ship. Prim and Rory (Primory). I just think they're so cute together. Just letting you all know. Anyways, I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but I'll try for SOON:) Review Please. They make me feel LOVED. AND, in case y'all don't know, I choose a new reviewer each time I write a new chapter for each of my stories, and they are awarded MOST LOYAL READER/REVIEWER for 1 week to 1 month, depending on my next upload spree. So, make a REALLY GOOD ONE, and you'll be MY LOYAL REVIEWER FOR PAFB. Or, don't. It's okay. I'm just a person, it's not like I have feelings or anything:( ha. ha. ha. Yeah... (awkward silence) WELL, bye:)
PS- I LOVE YOU ALL FOR PUTTING UP WITH MY RAMBLING AND CRAZINESS. AND MY ERRORS. THEY DRIVE ME CRAZY, SO THEY MUST DRIVE Y'ALL CRAZY TOO. AND SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY IN HERE. MY COMPUTER DOES NOT HAVE SPELL CHECK, THIS THING IS 3,000 WORDS LONG, AND IT'S 3 IN THE MORNING. I'M NOT GOING TO READ IT ALL THE WAY THROUGH FOR TINY LITTLE ERRORS SUCH AS MISSING THE "N" IN AND.
PPS- Should I do another chapter in Jack's P.O.V.?
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Kickin' It, I would stop torturing all of those LOVELY KICK SHIPPERS OUT THERE, and finally put them together. SOOOOO0... I obviously don't own the show:(