Yeah, decided I really didn't like last version of this chap, so I did a COMPLETE overhaul. Hope you like.

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"Kid?"

The aforementioned looked up from his book to see Liz slowly walk into his office.

"Hello, Elizabeth. Do you require something?" he asked, looking back to his work.

"Kid, I'm just going to come out and say this." said Liz, crossing her arms.

"We've supposedly been boyfriend and girlfriend for a week now. When are we going to go on a date?"

Kid stared at her, then he sip of coffee, and did a spit take. "I beg your pardon?" he asked as he wiped his lips.

"You heard me." Said Liz grouchily. "I'm tired of waiting for you to make the first move. When are we going to go on a freaking date, already?"

"U-um…" stuttered Kid, tugging his collar. "I… I…"

"Dammit Kid! We are going on a date TONIGHT!" Liz cried, stomping her foot.

"Ok, ok, fine… you know what? Let's do it right now." Kid stood up and walked out the door. Liz was stunned at this sudden compliance, but followed.

"So, where is it?" asked Kid casually.

"Where's what?"

"Where is the date located."

"Say what?" asked Liz.

"Well, I assumed a 'date' is a train or ride or something of the sort, I was merely wondering where the particular date you were going to ride on was- ohhh… It's not a train, is it?" Kid elbowed Liz. "A 'date' is some sort of intercourse position, isn't it? How's it work? Who's on-"

"KID!" Liz cried, blushing furiously. "A date isn't EITHER of those things!"

"Then what is it?" asked Kid, stopping in the middle of the hall, looking at Liz.

"It's… you know… where a boyfriend and a girlfriend go out together… all alone… have dinner… go to a movie… all that stuff." Said Liz, not that sure how to describe a date.

"…Never heard of it." Kid replied.

Liz smiled. "You're so cute when you don't know about social stuff." She pecked him on the lips, and he blushed. "Just meet me by the door at 8:00, ok?" she said, smiling.

"Umm… ok…" said Kid.

"Ka-chew!"

"bless you." Said Liz and Kid to each other. Then they looked at each other.

"Didn't you sneeze?" asked Liz.

"I thought YOU did." Replied Kid.

The duo looked around, but they saw nobody else near them…

With the exception of a small closet. Kid threw open the door, and there was little Patty, playing with two of her stuffed giraffes.

"Patricia! W-what are you doing there?" asked Kid, trying to remain cool. He had a feeling that if Patty found out about the date, it wouldn't be good.

"Eh, scruffles and geoffry were just exploring the cave of darkness together." Patty replied, smiling.

"Oh, well that's cute." Said Liz, relieved that Patty hadn't overheard anything.

"So…" said Patty, continuing. "What's this about a date?"

Kid and Liz groaned together. "None of your beeswax." Liz replied.

"I wanna go too!" said Patty, pouting.

"NO. this is me and Kid's special alone time." Said Liz sternly.

"c'mon, please?"

"no."

"pleeeeeease?"

"no!"

"pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"

"NO, Patty!"

"Bawww…" Patty slunk away, dejected.

"Will she be alright?" whispered Kid.

"Trust me, Kid. I know what goes on in Patty's head. She's just pretending to gain your sympathy." Liz patted Kid on the back reassuringly.

"Ok. Well… I'll see you at 8 then." Kid continued.

Liz smiled, and strode off down the hall. Life was good.

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Liz stood by the door. She sighed and checked her watch. 7:58. if that moron wasn't here in two minutes…

Liz wore a blue tee and some jeans. Just a simple, casual outfit. Her black, expensive purse hung from her shoulder.

Then, the split second her watch said 8, there was a SLAM as Kid strode into the antechamber. Liz saw him hastily cover up one of his watches, and guessed that he had been waiting until EXACTLY eight o' clock to arrive. She sighed. He could be so damn adorable sometimes.

"Ready to go, I take it?" said Kid.

"Yeah, I – oh, shoot!" Liz said, glancing into her purse. "I'm sorry Kid, I forgot a couple tubes of lipstick. Be a dear and wait in the car for me, will you?"

"Ok, I suppose." Kid replied, smiling. "Don't take too long, ok?"

"Heaven forbid." Liz replied. Then she hugged him, putting her ear to his chest, hearing his heartbeat. "You're so sweet." She ran upstairs as Kid stood still, trying to get his muscles to move again.

When Kid got through his shock, he headed out to his sleek black sports car, which was in his driveway. He unlocked it, and got inside.

"I can't wait for this date thing." He said out loud to himself as he shut the door behind him. "Finally, Liz and I are going to be all alone together. Just her and me."

"And Patty makes three." Came a voice from the backseat.

Kid's head whipped around, looking over the shoulder of the leather seat. Sure enough, Patty sat in the middle of the back seat of the car, One of her stuffed giraffes in one hand, a milkshake in the other. She sipped it innocently as she stared at Kid with huge blue eyes.

"P-p-patricia! I told you, you are not coming with us!" Kid cried.

"Aww, but it'll be fun to watch you and sis make love to each other!" Patty whined.

"Patricia, get back in the house. You come out with us every other occasion, let us have this one to ourselves."

"No. dun wanna." Patty pouted. She gave him her best pouty face: huge, teary bambi eyes and a cute little quivering lip. Fortunately, Kid had developed immunity to her pouts long ago.

"Patricia, you are NOT coming with us." Kid said firmly, growing impatient.

Patty sighed. "I didn't want to resort to this, but you forced me to, Kid."

From under her shirt, she produced a six-pack of dynamite, yes DYNAMITE, with long white fuses trailing from the ends. From her pocket she pulled out a cigarette lighter.

"Either I come with you guys, Or I send us all to the promised land!" Patty cried, grinning madly, flicking the lighter open.

Kid looked shocked for a second, then his face relaxed. "Patricia, that is merely a six-pack of hot dogs with string taped to each of them." He said, smiling an almost relieved smile.

Patty leaned closer to him. "Are you suuurrre?"

"Yes."

"reeeeeallly suuurrre?"

"Positive."

Patty lost the crazy grin, and looked a bit ruffled. "How can you be so positive?" she questioned.

"Well, for starters," said Kid, pointing, "You forgot to take off the 'oscar mayer weiner' label."

Patty looked and, sure enough, the incriminating label winked accusingly from the lights drifting from the manor. She muttered a curse, then came up with an idea. She quickly pulled off the label, discarding it. "ha-HA! NOW it's dynamite!" she cried, the grin returning.

Kid facepalmed. "Patty, last chance. Get out of the damn car."

"Never!" Patty cried.

"What if uncle Benjamin told you to get out of the car."

Patty's eyes widened. "See, him I'd listen to!" said Patty, smiling.

Kid sighed, reached into his wallet, and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. "Patty, get back in the house right now, little missy!" Kid said in a silly high-pitched voice, pretending to make the picture of Benjamin Franklin on the bill talk.

Patty giggled and snatched the bill. "Ok, Uncle Benjamin!" she said as she snatched the bill and hopped out of the car. Kid watched her pass Liz on the walkway back to the door. Liz stared after her for a moment before climbing into shotgun.

"Thanks for waiting, babe." Liz said, pecking Kid on the cheek. "What was with Patty?" she jerked her thumb at the door of the manor, which Patty had just scampered through.

"Long story." Replied Kid, starting the car. "By the way, I'm going to need to swing by the bank on the way to the restaurant. I just gave half our date money to Patty."

Liz chuckled as the car sped off into the night.