Alright! All done with my history project! (audience cheers) Too bad that now I have to make a diorama of Mars then write an essay on it. (audience boos) Tell me about it!

Anyway, here are the results so far from my poll:

Rae is still in the lead with 10 votes

Lara is second with 6 votes

Chris is third with 5 votes

Kyra and Butch are tied for fourth with 4 votes each

Andy and Sally are tied for fifth with 3 votes each

Hannah is last with 2 votes

HANNAH: You know what? Its 'cause you wont write about me! What's your problem?
ME: Nothing! I just need to keep the story moving along!
HANNAH: Bull crud!
ME: Okay, you know what? You're right. It is bull crud.
HANNAH: I'm right? I mean, yeah! I'm right! What am I right about?
ME: I don't write about you a lot. And you know why?
HANNAH: Why?
ME: (thinks for a second) Because...because...(snaps fingers) Because you're too awesome to be explained to these people!
HANNAH: Oh...Well then its okay then!

Still nothing funny/stupid! No offense, yet again, if I don't answer. To (some) my reviewers...

littlemissfg- I'm working on it, but those two are the hardest to write about! It sucks 'cause I so wanna write something about them! Sucks, doesn't it?

sstoons3425- But that would be too easy! No way! I gotta add some drama here and a few jokes. I got part of it planned out. The other half? Eh...

KNDLOVER- Gotta love people like you. Have yo been talking to Rae, by any chance? No? Just thought, you know, caps...

laughyytaffy- PATTON: Okay, who wasn't watching that?

numbuh310alltheway- No, I did call the prom the MORP, I just didn't understand you 'cause "MORP" is the name of the dance.

Angelic Sakura Blossom- Why, yes I did! Don't judge me! (gets hit over the head by flying book) Okay! WHO THREW THAT? (Butch and Rae point to each other) Actually, as I think I might have mentioned, when they're talking about the future kids, they refer to them as cousins so no one knows what they're talking about? Get it?

PureWolfWarrior- A little bit of both actually. Hopefully, I evened out the humor between both parts.

evemiliana- Yeah, I have this one friend who has the gift. The storytelling gift, and the rubber face to match. You know, the people with faces that they can contort to any expression. Totally hilarious!

Laurie43- RACHEL: Watching them squirm? Best part of the job!

Numbuh Phenon- Oh yes! Lizzie plus this story equals DRAMA!

macka746- DOLPHINS WILL KILL YOU AND EAT YOUR LIVER! ...I'm random too. Yeah, in public, they refer to the future kids as cousins.

Aeri-Chan- I know! Aren't they just so funny when they're not in control of a situation like this? And 1/362? I didn't even consider them a couple until I started reading about them. Pretty sad considering how they're so obvious in those episodes.

Moonstar 11- YES I'M A FAN! Not a psychopathic fan, but I think the show is pretty funny.

KNDFANGIRL- Sheesh! You know, here in Nowhere, California, admitting you know something about Hannah Montana is just a screaming end to your social status. Luckily for me though, I don't have a social status.

Okay, so I'm finally gonna add a reviewer's flashforward! Yay! Okay, so evemiliana came up with this idea and I just added the details. Enjoy!


Sector W Tree House

Finally alone.

Nigel and Rachel's wedding was coming up. That was all people could talk about. Mostly along the women, but still. Nonstop talk of flowers, dresses, decorations, vows, wedding presents, rings, yada yada yada.

It wasn't that Lee wasn't happy for them. Total opposite really. He had been more than excited when he found out that Nigel had asked his sweetheart to marry him. About time too! In all honesty, he had expected them to get married as soon as they graduated from high school.

What really ate away at him was that now that he and Sonya had figured out that they were invited, she had been dragging him all over the mall, looking for the perfect dress to wear. And usually, him telling her that she would look beautiful with jeans and a T-shirt would make her come to her senses. But since she became a bridesmaid, she just smiled and continued on her quest. Eventually, he just gave up.

This went on for the entire week. If that doesn't sound like a lot of time, guess what? You're a girl that actually likes to go on a scavenger hunt throughout the entire mall, and doesn't have to carry the shopping bags. And that's exactly what he went through, Sunday through Saturday.

On that Saturday afternoon, they met Rachel there, already ordering the bridesmaids dresses, thus ending their seemingly-endless mission. As soon as she said those words, Lee let out a loud sigh of relief and Sonya giggled.

He smiled. You would too. She was cute when she smiled. But as soon as he asked her what was so funny, his smile disappeared, and he collapsed in a nearby chair in mock-exhaustion.

"Of course she's ordering the bridesmaids dresses, silly! We've all gotta match, don't we?" She giggled some more when he started to massage his temples.

"Very funny, Sonya," he had said. "But I guess it was my fault for forgetting that."

She had sat down beside him for awhile, leaning against his shoulder. It didn't take long before she heard his stomach to growl in hunger.

"Come on," he laughed. "Let's go eat." With that, he led her out of the mall by the hand, mentally cursing the place for holding him hostage for so long.

Sonya didn't ask where he was taking her. That's the way her preferred it. At least, he preferred it for today. It wasn't until it seemed like they had left all of civilization behind them did she ask where they were going.

A smile and, "You'll see," were the only clues that he gave her. It was a few more minutes before he stopped and parked the car in what seemed like the middle of nowhere.

"Come on." He motioned for her to follow him out. And she did.

As she got out of her side, Lee was going through the trunk. He withdrew a basket, closed the trunk, and grabbed her hand again. He led her through several trees until the land cleared right up, revealing nothing but wide, open spaces absolutely covered in flowers.

A broad smile overcame her face. "L-Lee. Its beautiful!"

He grinned at her reaction, and gave her a quick peck on the cheek before pulling her down to the ground. It wasn't until then that Sonya paid the basket that he brought any attention. He had prepared a picnic.

"Lee, this is so sweet!" she crooned.

He shrugged. "I have my moments."

They stayed like that for a long time. Just talking, eating, laughing, and in Lee's case, fidgeting. Of course Sonya noticed, but she minded his masculinity and pretended she didn't.

It wasn't until it was late afternoon that she addressed his odd behavior. They were both lying down side by side on their backs, just watching the clouds. She draped her arm over his waist when he gave a noticeable twitch.

"Lee?" She sat up abruptly. "Are you okay? You're acting pretty weird."

"Y-yeah," he said, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "I'm fine."

"Maybe we should head back now," she said skeptically. She made a move to get up and leave, but Lee beat her to it.

"Wait. Just one more minute. I promised myself that I wouldn't chicken out."

"Lee, what are you-" she was interrupted by Lee when he placed his finger over her mouth for her to stop talking.

He took both of her hands in his before getting down on one knee. "Sonya, we've been best friends since we were seven, and we started dating at fifteen. I can't believe that it took me this long to figure it out."

Sonya's heart had stopped from the moment he stepped down. "Figure what out?" Her voice was hardly a whisper, but he heard her loud and clear.

"That I can't live my life without you. Sonya, I love you. Will you marry me?" He took out a small velvet box from his pocket. And what was inside it? Well, you can guess from a distance from the scream and the tackle that Sonya reacted with.

She caught him off guard, and the blow had knocked off his trademark ushanka. But at that moment, he couldn't care less.

"Yes! Yes! A million times yes!" she squealed before entrapping him in a passionate kiss that they only broke away from for air. Lee placed the ring on her finger as he continually kissed her blond locks.

"Best. Day. Ever," she breathed into his ear before going into another long, airless kiss.


Numbuh 84 woke with a start, expecting to be in a meadow filled with flowers, and the clouds, and the picnic...and Sonya, but instead finding himself in his tree house bedroom. He took a quick intake of breath because he just barely realized that he had been holding it...because he was kissing Sonya. No he had not! He hadn't done anything of the sort! There was no way that - he was arguing with himself. So not cool!

He wiped the sweat off his brow, then put his head in his hands with a groan.

Not again! he thought.

Oh yes, he'd had these dreams before. Not that one specifically, but others like it. Dates, parties, weddings, all with the same girl. Grr!

If it were any other girl, it would have been simple enough just to avoid her and hope that these dreams went away. But no-o! They were both in the same sector, thus he couldn't get away even if he wanted to. After all, they were very good friends.

It would seem too fishy if he stopped talking to her out of the blue. The rest of the sector would start asking questions. And if he refused to let on why he was so distant all of a sudden, so would Global Command. He knew Harvey, and the germ-phobic leader wouldn't stop pestering until he got an answer. And then there was Sonya herself. She was sensitive although tough, and pretty scary when threatened with a dark room. They had grown too close for him to ignore her thoroughly.

She would come to her with those puppy dog eyes, and ask him what was wrong...It would all be history by that point. Anyway, it wasn't her fault that he was having these dreams. It wasn't her fault that they were in a romantic setting in every one of them. She didn't even know that he was having trouble sleeping at night because she was haunting him as he slept. His ushanka pretty much disguised the dark shadows under his eyes.

But it was either his imagination, or it was she that was starting to get a little distant with him. Of course, that was silly. She couldn't be having these dreams about herself!


Numbuh 83 woke up suddenly, eyes still closed, a dreamy expression on her face.

"I do, Lee," she whispered into the darkness.


Yay! Finally, a little more than a sprinkle of 83/84. Okay, so the entire time I was writing this, I was blushing and kept turning around towards the door so fast that I'm surprised that I didn't give myself whiplash 'cause I didn't want anyone reading over my shoulder. (what a mouthful!) As a result, this took twice as long to write. As for the proposal, I don't read a whole lot o' marriage movies, so I'm not exactly what you're supposed to say. But I think I did okay. No flames, alright? Okay, REVIEW!