January 29, 2006
New York City, New York, USA
2:57 PM

"Hello my peeps. You greasy sweet?" I could only roll my eyes as Penelope giggled. He had just woken up and answered our voicemail. We sat at the table, placing the phone on speaker so we could both talk him into helping us out.

"We are fine. You?"

"Lets cut the small chitty-chatty. What do you need my help with, my main man bro?"

"Penelope told you about a time machine I was building when she showed you our latest invention, the 'Poof' right?"

"Yeah, bro. She told me about it, but I figured this out. Everybody but the great man your talking to got one."

"No offence Dimitri, but you would abuse it. No one should know about this invention, it is much too powerful. Both me and Bentley can see you taking girls where ever they want to go, whenever they ask."

"Wow, baby. You only know me too well. Just remember, I'm open for you any...."

"Rules one and two." She cut him off from saying anymore.

"Such salty words from such sweet lips..." This could go on forever.

"GUYS!!" I cut Dimitri off, and both of them stayed quiet for a second.

"Sorry..." They said together.

"Now, Dimirti, have you ever heard of a club called 'Saltellare Qua e Là'?"

"Hold it bro. I refuse to help close that groovy club, like you did to my baby."

"I don't want to close it down, Dimitri. I need you to help me and Penelope get in." A long, loud laugh came from the other end of the line.

"You can't be for real! You two in a place like that?"

"A guy named Remy Lamont is selling something that I needed."

"Remy? Say no more. Get the girl to pick me up, and I'll help. You eggheads are coming into Mousier Magnificento territory, meaning you following each and every one of my greasy sweet rules. Dimitri out." The line disconnected, and Penelope just stared at me.

"He wants us to 'follow each and every one of his greasy sweet rules', and your okay with it? You must really need this part."

I nodded. "We really need his help. He is somewhere in Argentina right now. You ok to find him?" She nodded and "poofed" to get the iguana.

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"Now first rule, the wheelchair dude doesn't go in."

"What?!" We both yelled, and he put his hands in front of him, telling us to "cool".

"Saltellare Qua e Là is the place where everyone is a somebody. The only reason why I can get the blonde in is because me and the manager are tight, and she will pretend to be my girl."

I looked at Penelope, and I knew she would hate it, but she nodded. I turned back to Dimitri. "Fine, but you go in, get the item, and get out." I would try to find a way in later, to make sure nothing happened, and she didn't kill him.

"Got it bro. Next rule, Penelope wears whatever I tell her to wear."

"As long as it is approved my me first." I glared at Dimitri.

"No deal. You're a Mormon, and the blonde is gonna have to show some skin to be my girly."

"No lace, and nothing pink. And you keep your hands off me the entire time, got it?" Her response surprised both of us. My jaw dropped as Dimitri gave a wide grin.

"Now we be getting to places. Now blonde person, I need you to take off your head gear." He said pointing to her hair tie, glasses and bandanna. She slipped them both off and changed into her contacts. Coming back, Dimitri jumped up, pulling her up by the hand. He walked around her a few times, and grabbed a brush from his bag. She grimaced as he brushed her hair. He turned her around, and he reached into his bag, quickly grabbing something silver.

"Dimitri!!" I lunged for is hand, missing, and landing on the floor, out of my chair. Before Penelope could even react, a loud snip was heard, and blonde hair feel on top of me. Dimitri, finally doing something smart, ran as she came after him with a knife from the kitchen. Her long, straight blond hair that had gone past the middle of her back, only reached her shoulders now.

"Get back her you little rat!!"

"Rule number three, baby. I get to cut your hair into something fashionable!! You wanna help your lover-boy, right?" They both stopped for a moment, but then Penelope lunged at him, knocking him to the ground, grabbing him in a headlock. I had never seen her move that fast.

"Penelope, let him go." I stared at her, back in my chair. I could still feel some loose hairs all over my body. She growled, stepping off of him.

"Crazy chicky. Dimitri was just trying to help!" She rolled her eyes again.

"I think it looks nice." I said, with a smile.

"You just better want this turbine. If not, I'll kill you right after I'm finished with him." she said, jutting a thumb at Dimitri, and then walking out saying she was going to get a "real hair cut".

"Chicks, right?" Dimitri said, standing up.

"Never do something like that again. Got it?" he looked somewhat disappointed, and then left saying he had to fine a outfit for Penelope. I just sat there, thinking of what I had just gotten her into.

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February 2, 2006
New York City, New York, USA
3:34 PM

"You ready yet, Miss. Angel Dramo?" I asked thought the bathroom door. With the six hour time difference, I was rushing to get everything ready for tonight in Rome. Thankfully, Dimitri was ready and currently waited on the couch, sipping something out of a bottle.

"Yeah. Give me a second." I sighed. That had been the longest sentence she had said to me in days. After Dimitri came back with some sort of outfit, and showed Penelope, she come over and hit me hard on top of the head, and placed the dress in her closet. I wasn't sure what it looked like, but I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

She walked out in this strapless black dress that ended mid-thigh. It was so tight and gave her this lovely hourglass shape. She also wore these heels that were really just straps that wrapped around her calf. One ear held 5 small hoop earrings, and her tail hung, showing a slight curl. "I look like a slut."

"No."

"Yes." I turned to glare at Dimitri. "She does." he said, as if he was defending himself. Next thing I knew, I had used one of my inventions in my chair to shock him.

"You look lovely." I said turning back to her. She still seemed angry, but I could tell she was starting to warm up. "Just don't worry. A half hour tops in this get-up, and you can change into a pair of overalls." She took a deep breath, and nodded.

"So...maybe if me and you have a little time, we could...." Dimitri started, getting off the floor he had rolled onto when he was shocked.

"Rules one and two." She glared at him, and he shut up immediately. "So do I have a purse, or is that still out of the question."

"Sorry, blonde chick, but that isn't in fashion, unlike the short hair." It worried me that he would be the only one with any sort of gadgets. And with no way I found to be in the club with them, I would have to stay in the Safehouse, almost a mile and a half away. I handed Dimitri a "poof".

"Just give it to Penelope if you have any trouble. Got it?" he nodded. "These are ear-coms, like the binocucoms, we used. Penelope made them so I can hear your every word. Move your jaw slightly to whisper, and I will hear it clear as day." handing it too him, he placed it in his ear.

"No worrys, bro. I'll get the little do-hicky and get your girl out in one piece. Nothing will go wrong with Dimitri Lousteau around." I shook my head, knowing he was bound to mess up something. Penelope came over, and I gave her an ear-com. Before she could move, I grabbed her arm, and she turned to face me.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine, I promise" She said, as I moved my hand across the side of her face, moving her hair behind her right ear.

"I know. I love you."

"I love you too, Benjamin." With her new heels, she had to bend down to kiss me. I wrapped my arm around her waist, making sure she would be going nowhere to quickly. As we parted, I could feel a smear of black lipstick on my own lips. Dimitri cautiously came over to us, and we poofed.

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February 2, 2006
Rome, Italy
10:23 PM

My eyes wouldn't let go of the screen. My entire body trembled, and I could do nothing to stop it. "Ben?" I gulped before turning around, not believing she had just taken out 7 guys with guns, in a dress. She kneeled down beside me, turning my head so I looked at her. "You ok?"

"Y...y...you ju...just....uhhh." It was all I could stutter, before she pulled me into a hug. "H..how?" She smiled, as she pulled away.

"A long story, but I would love to tell it."

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February 2, 2006
Montréal, Quebec, Canada
8:36 PM

After a few hours, we were out of Italy, and in Team Canada's base camp. Murray, Dimitri, and myself, along with all of Team Canada stood in awe watching the recording of her fight.

"It seems my little girl's training paid off!" Ted yelled in joy along with everyone else on Team Canada.

"Wait...what?" I had no clue what was going on. They knew she could do this?

Frankie looked at Penelope. "I guess you forgot to tell the boyfriend you're a world-class fighter?" The rest of the team snickered as me and Murray looked at each other confused. Dimitri just sat in the corner, drinking hard whiskey right out of the bottle, still traumatic over tonight events.

Ted stepped over, putting a huge hand on top of Penelope's shoulder, and looked at us. "Boys, you are looking at one of the greatest kick boxer, sword fighter, and fisticuffs fighter in all of Canada." She blushed as he said all of it.

"COOL!! I wanna fight you, Penelope!" She giggled and agreed to Murray's wish. I just stared dumbfound at her. She wiggled out of her father's hold, and walked over to me.

"I'm sorry from keeping it from you. I don't know why I didn't tell you. But I have been training everyday, making sure that I can protect...well...both of us." I smiled at her, knowing she must have been training hard her whole life. And the fact she had been working even harder just to protect me.

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February 5, 2006
New York City, New York, USA
9:34 AM

So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days

I woke up suddenly to my cell phone singing the Goo Goo Dolls song. I took a quick look around, too see me and Penelope had fallen asleep together in my chair. She stretched as she got up to grab my phone off the floor. She handed it to me, and of course it was Murray calling.

"Do you have any clue what time it is?" I said groggily. He had always been an early riser, and was the only reason both me and Sly made it to school somewhat on time everyday.

"It is like 9:30, pal! Get up! Get up! But I got big news!" Yesterday, we spent all day looking for a flower together. He couldn't have told me then? Already, Penelope clung onto my neck, falling back asleep. I ran my hand through her ponytail, making sure the flower would stay in a little longer.

"What is the matter?"

"Just get up, and come to my apartment! Oh, and you two need to look nice!" And with that, he hung up the phone. She moaned, knowing she was just pulled into the early morning drama.

"You wanna shower first, or shall I?" She groaned, getting up and heading for the bathroom. Eyes, half closed, I made my way over for the coffee pot. I tried to remember how long we had stayed up and talked. I had her tell me everything about being "Penelope Partone". It had to have been well into the early morning before we both fell asleep.

About 10 minutes later, she came out, dressed in a pair of jeans and sweater. I also took a quick shower pulling on jeans and a shirt with no mystery stains on it. By 10, we "poofed" to Daytona, Florida, right inside Murray's apartment.

"Hey guys! I though you would have come much later." He yelled in his early morning voice.

"Please just tell us why we are here on a Sunday morning." I said, rather annoyed. That was when I smiled food. Real food...Murray couldn't cook.

"Ummm...Murray?" Penelope said, sniffing the air, knowing just as well as me. "Did you learn how to cook?"

He shook his head. "Nope. Jasmine knows though!" I looked at Penelope, and she shrugged. Neither of us had a clue who this Jasmine was. Murray laughed as a cheetah of Asian decent come out of the kitchen. She had long, pure black hair and blinding orange eyes. She was wearing a black dress, along with a chain with a heart on it around her neck.

She smiled. "My name would be Jasmine. It is nice to meet Benjamin and Penelope." Penelope was the first to react.

"Hi. It's nice to meet you." She raised an hand to Jasmine and they shook. Jasmine was about a good half-foot taller then Penelope. Then I realized a ring on her left hand.

"Uh, Murray? Who is she?" Penelope shot me a look to be nice, but the other two laughed.

"Well, I meet her about 11 months ago and I fell madly in love." he took her under his arm, and she smiled up at the giant. "Unfortunately, you were busy with the time machine and Sly was traveling and I had no way to talk to him. And no offence Penelope, but it is kinda a guy thing, so I couldn't talk to you. And then her parents gave her...well us really, an ultimidom..."

"Ultimatum?" Me and Penelope said together, as he struggled over the word.

"Yeah! That's it. Well they said that unless if we got married by March 1st of this year, we could never see each other again and Jasmine would be put through an arranged marriage." he stopped, looking at the looks on our faces. The two of us were really surprised to hear what was going on.

"So you guys are getting...married?" Penelope said, and they both nodded.

"Yes. My parents are coming with my sister and grandfather, and will give their blessing hopefully." Jasmine said, looking right at Penelope.

"Are you truly happy, and probably already thinking of marriage anyway?" I blurted out, and all three turned to look at me. "Well?"

"Well, actually...yeah, Bentley." Murray said, startled.

"So she already knows about the Cooper Gang and your past, and is fine with it?"

"Yes, Benjamin," Jasmine said this time.

"Then I hope you are extremely happy." My face grew this huge smile and Murray picked me up.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!" As he flung me around the room.

"You speak Chinese right, guys?" Murray asked, finally putting me down.

"Of course." We answered at the same time in Chinese.

"Oh good. I'm the only one in my family that knows English. I was afraid it would be awkward with our families not being able to understand each other." Jasmine said in Chinese, clearly relieved.

"Well, your English is quite good. When did you learn to speak it?" Penelope asked, and the two of them started talking, clearly looking as if they enjoyed each others company.

"So, when were you going to tell me?" I looked at Murray.

"Eventually. Her parents told her in the end of January about the ultimidom-thing But you were going all psycho over the time-machine, and then what happened in Rome. It just never seemed like a good time. But I was going to tell you yesterday, but then you called me to get a flower with you for Penelope to say sorry for totally ignoring her for the past year. So, I called you this morning. Her family should be getting her around 11, and Miss. Megan is going to be coming. She already knows."

"She knows everything. Remember when you, me, and Penelope went from Paris to London to see her about a week before you left for Australia again? We barely stepped onto the grounds when she was hugging Penelope, saying what a lucky catch she was for me." We both smirked. Miss. Megan was in absolute love with Penelope.

"How does she feel about Jasmine?"

"She totally got a bigger hug then Penelope."

"Yeah right." I looked up at him, and he seemed worried. "Not getting cold feet are you?"

His face perked up. "Nah, nothing like that. It is just, remember when we decided who would be the best man for our weddings?"

"No offence, but I doubt Sly will make it to your wedding. And I really doubt he will let me be best man for his Interpol wedding. That just leaves us being best man for each others wedding."

"Yeah...your right." He said, trying to sound happy.

"Murray?"

"I miss him too. But we kinda need to get you married." We both laughed as Miss. Megan appeared before us.

"Well, I'm not late, am I?"

"Just in time." Murray said, wrapping her in a hug.

"Now just remember. I can unfortunately only be here for a few hours. Remember what Ms. Puffin did last time I was gone?" The two of us laughed, as the girls looked utterly confused.

"Never mind us, dearies. Now, let me see the bride!" Jasmine stepped in front of miss. Megan, and wrapped each other in a hug. Then she let going, and gave Penelope a hug.

Me and Murray watched closely, trying to figure out the girl Miss. Megan liked best.

"I so won." Murray whisper.

"You so didn't." I hissed back.

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Hey...so I have been board out of my mind with my best friend at a camp all week, so I have had lots of time to do this story.....

Hope your enjoying....and prepare for a wedding of a lifetime...