Fifteen and up
By Samhoku
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I do not want to sell this, it is not mine, (thank goodness), and I write it for fun.
My Comments: Well, my reviewers. I need more ideas for this story. I am opened to suggestions.
Rated:T (cause I am paranoid.)
They have moved to Maine
About: Dill is Fifteen, Tommy is Sixteen, everyone else is older then them.
Pairings: Tommy X Kimmy, Dill X Lil, Phil X Susie, Angelica X Chuckie (I think that covers everyone)
Story
Chuckie could have hugged Angelica, after they had all left he had a crazy cleaning spree. He started in the bathrooms, he put on a mask to cover his mouth and nose so he wouldn't get ill. He finished the bathrooms then went into the guys room to clean next. Dil's room was pretty much the worst with Phil as a contender. Tommy's was the cleanest next to Chuckies.
After he finished the boys bedrooms he started on the girls, he cleaned under the beds and everywhere. Angelica's was spotless as well as Lils. Susie and Kimmi had the worst rooms. It took Chuckie 6 hours to clean their rooms, after he got out of there he attacked the living room as if it where a living monster. He vacuumed and dusted then rearranged the furniture.
After he finished with the living room he went to the dining room. It was a very clean room and he managed to get it clean in less then 1 hour. After he was done with that he ran into the kitchen and started cleaning, polishing, dusting, and alphabetizing the food. After he finished with that he made sure all the instrument where clean and he collapsed in a chair.
It was only 7:00PM. He had the rest of the day to himself, everyone would be coming home tomorrow...Chuckie sighed then grabbed a notebook, he started writing down what he had done to the house. After he was done with that he played solitair. He found it was very lonely being in the house all by himself.
Susie shook her head, "You know that the Chuckster will go crazy in the house by himself."
Angelica had thought about that briefly, "Does he know how to cook? I doubt he ate all day if he was cleaning."
Dil barked with laughter, "No, he doesn't know how to cook! He would probably burn the place down unintentionally."
Angelica became concerned then she looked at her phone, she dialed Chuckies number and called him, "Chuckie? Yeah, I am coming back. I will make you dinner, just open the windows to let the smoke out. No fire? Excellent." Angelica grabbed her coat and put it on, pulling on her shoes then running out the door. She got in the car and drove back to the house, evidently Dil's prediction had been correct.
Once she got there she got out and went inside, coughing when smoke came out. She left the door opened and put the screen in, so no bugs could get in. She walked in the kitchen and threw opened the windows, finding Chuckie pushing windows opened all throughout the house.
Angelica shook her head, "Finster, if you didn't know how to cook, you could have told me. I can't cook either but I brought some microwave dinners."
Chuckie looked relieved, "Thank goodness."