Since the others had no luck getting the truth out of Nicky, they had gone up the stairs to tell the others about it. They thought it was just as weird as the quads did.

They also managed to come up with a compromise about the muffin situation. The eight losers would get two muffins each, and Dawn would get all of the others.

Nicky was in the kitchen baking those muffins. Everything was in a mess on the counter. Flour, bowls, measuring cups, and all the other things. Although Nicky knew exactly what to do with each one of the scattered things, he didn't know where all of them was.

He cracked an egg into the bowl as he angrily mouthed:

"We have a circle of trust"

He grabbed the milk from the corner of the counter.

"You have to tell us, Nicky"

He slammed the milk down onto the counter, and mimicked:

"We're doing this because we care about you"

He didn't believe that for a second. Little did he know they were actually telling the truth. Still there was no way he would tell them what happened. It was way too embarrassing.

He slowly poured the mix of dry ingredients he had made earlier into the bowl of eggs, milk and oil.

Why wasn't he allowed to have secrets from the others? It's not like his life is their life too. They do live extremely alike each other, but all of them had totally different personalities and interests. None of the others even knew how to make pancakes! If they were allowed to have their own interests, why were secrets an exception?

Nicky put the last bit of the batter into a cupcake liner, and he shoved the first plate of muffins into the oven.


The other eight were out in the living room, waiting for Nicky and their muffins. They would each eat one muffin, and then they would go to the mall. Natlee and Sadie were getting their free frozen yogurt, while the others would pay for theirs.

Nicky soon walked into the living room, carrying a tray of muffins.

"Muffins are ready!"

Everyone shot up from their places, ran over there, and grabbed a muffin. Dawn bit into her muffin, and her eyes soon flickered dreamily.

"These are soooo good!"

"I know right!", Mae said with a mouth full of muffin.

Kipper swallowed his current bite, cleared his mouth and said:

"Okay, now let's get to the important stuff. How are we getting to the mall?"

"We can ride our bikes", Sadie suggested.

"You have such good ideas!", Kipper complimented.

"Nooo, you have better ideas!"

"No, you do"

"No, you do"

Natlee interrupted them.

"Okay, stop that before everyone in here throws up!"

Sadie and Kipper stopped complimenting each other, and Natlee gave them a quick sarcastic smile.

"But Sadie, you were right. We could ride our bikes"

Nicky however, wasn't so sure. He had put the tray down, and was now playing with his hands.

"I-I don't know guys. I'm sure there's a better way" He stammered. "We could take the bus"

The other quads looked at him, heads tilted, and eyebrows turned down.

"Come on, Nicky. We all know why you don't want to take the bikes there" Ricky crossed his arms.

"Yeah... It's obvious you just want to see cute girls on the bus"

Dawn and Ricky turned their heads to him.

"That's you", Dawn blurted out.

She turned back to Nicky.

"And what I meant was that we all know you want to take the bus because you can't ride a bike, and I have to help hold you up if we do"

Nicky laughed nervously.

"No-... no it's not" He was obviously uncomfortable with the situation.

Mae interrupted.

"Okay, now I gotta ask! Are we going to the mall? Are we not going to the mall?"

"Yeah let's just go get our bikes already", Miles commented. The two of them were already by the door.

"You can take a quick lead, guys", Dawn said.

Their friends almost ran out the door. The three oldest turned to their younger quad.

"Look Nicky. I'll hold you up today, but you gotta learn to do it yourself soon" Dawn put her hands on Nicky's shoulders. Nicky sighed and looked down at the floor.

"Okay"

Dawn smiled, and the quads walked out the door.


Twenty minutes, one argument, and a couple of bruises on Nicky later, the group arrived at the mall.

"What're you all getting for toppings?" Natlee stepped onto the escalator. "Sprinkles? Nut dust?" She laughed, and turned to Sadie.

"What about some pound cake, Sadie?"

"Definitely!"

All the others sighed or groaned as they got onto the second floor. Natlee confidently led the others into Fro-yo You Didn't. She got in behind the counter, and got into her cashier role.

"Welcome to Fro-yo You Didn't! Make your fro-yo, weigh it, and-" She laughed again for a second "Pay for it"

As the others got their cups and filled them with different flavors of fro-yo, Natlee watched them like a play. Seven of them put on the usual sprinkles, nut dust and little candies, while Sadie dropped on pound cake and a gummy worm.

Sadie went over to stand with Natlee while the others got into a messy line to pay. Natlee smiled the whole time as she charged each of them for their small amount of yogurt and sprinkles.

"We have to get jobs at places like this sometime" Ricky sat down on a stool. Dawn sat on another as she spouted:

"100%! Then we can finally make her pay for the food"

She looked over at Natlee, who was currently showering her fro-yo with blueberries.

"Okay, take it easy quads!" Mae stopped their minimal raging as Natlee got to the table. Natlee scooped up a big spoon filled with strawberries, as she looked at the other's sprinkles. She laughed to herself.

"Ha! Sprinkles..." She slowly shook her head at the others misfortune.

"Spoon five?" Sadie held up her spoon. Natlee took hers and they slammed them together, before digging into their heavy fro-yo's.


They had all finished their frozen yogurts half an hour later, and they were instead hanging out by a couple of benches on the second floor of the mall.

"-And that's why Scoop Dogg is better than Coneye West"

Ricky had just had a five minute speech about what was the best ice cream place named after a rapper. It was unclear how the conversation had started, but it had sure been intense.

"Okay, now that that's been cleared let's get to some important things", Dawn stated. Everyone got a little closer to the bench she was sitting on.

"What are we going to do when we get home?"

Everyone got back to their original places. Nicky scooted away from her on the bench.

"No idea"

"Well, maybe you could tell us your little secret" Ricky frowned at Nicky.

"Not happening" Nicky frowned back.

"What do you do on a sleepover?", Mae asked.

"Still no idea", Miles answered her. "Can someone look up sleepover activities?"

Natlee pulled her phone out of her pocket.

"I'm on it"

She started tapping on the screen, and ten seconds later she held the phone up to everyone else. The screen showed a list Natlee found, and she had zoomed in on a line saying; "#7 Play truth or dare".

After reading it the others started nodding.

"Now that's what we'll do", Dicky implied.