So, I've decided to put the rest of my requested plots into a series of unrelated chapters.
Each chapter will be a requested drabble.
This one was requested by zcross1997.
I'll start working on the others I've been given ASAP.
I own nothing.
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Storty 1: Green-Eyed Monster
It was an ordinary evening at the Lincoln residence.
Cree was lying on the couch reading a magazine when she heard the doorbell ring.
"I'll get it!"
Cree got up and opened the door, and should've been shocked by what she saw.
But really, it only annoyed her.
"Hey, Cree." Hoagie said casually, holding a red rose in his hand. He was dressed in a suit, still wearing his signature goggles and aviator cap.
"You again, what big fancy scheme do you have in mind to win me over this time?."
Hoagie raised an eyebrow, "Huh? Oh, this! No, no this getup isn't for you. I was wondering if you could call your sister down so I can see her?"
Cree was stunned, why was Hoagie suddenly interested in seeing Abby?
She slowly nodded and backed away, "Okay... I'll go get her."
"No need." Abby said from behind her sister, "Numbuh 5's all ready to go."
Cree turned and couldn't believe what she saw.
Abby was still wearing her signature red cap and earrings, but instead of her usual dress shirt and white Mary Jane shoes, she was wearing a midnight blue evening gown and black dress shoes.
Cree stared blankly for a moment, then forced a hollow laugh, "Okay, okay I get it now. It's a prank, right?"
Hoagie shook his head, "No pranks at all tonight." Then he changed his voice to his smooth Casanova imitation voice, "So, you ready to head out, sweetheart?"
Before Cree could say anything else, Abby stepped around her and smiled, "Ready, baby."
Cree stood there, frozen in her spot, and watched as Hoagie gave her sister the rose and took her hand.
"What... just... happened?" Cree asked herself as she watched them walk down the street together.
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The next day, Cree decided to head up to the treehouse and see if Abby's teammates knew what was going on.
She waited a few minutes after knocking, and was almost immediately greeted with the door being flung open and Numbuhs 1, 3, and 4 pointing their weapons at her.
"Alright, teenager!" Nigel shouted, "You have 10 seconds to explain yourself and get out before we blast you out!"
Cree put her hands up, "I just have a very important question for all of you."
"Yeah?" Wally retorted, "What makes you think we'll answer?"
"Because it concerns the relationship between my sister and that Hoagie kid."
Kuki put down her weapon, a giddy smile spreading across her face, "Oh, yeah! They're dating now. Aren't they just adorable together? It's about time they got together, they're perfect for each other!"
Cree's face fell into an expression of shock.
"Close your mouth, Cree. You'll catch flies." Nigel said sarcastically, "Now, would you mind leaving?"
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Cree's expression never changed as she trudged home, trying to process everything.
What changed? When did Hoagie stop trying to woo me and suddenly become interested in Abby?
Then, an angry thought came to her mind as she stopped in front of her house, her face contorting into an envious expression.
He's got some nerve picking my little sister over me! And without even telling me first!
Cree ducked behind a nearby bush and waited for the young couple to return to the house.
I'm gonna give that little two-timer a good talking to!
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"So, I'll see you tomorrow?"
Abby nodded, "Yep, it's gonna be so much fun!"
Hoagie grinned, "I should hope so, it's street fair day!"
"You get a good night's rest then, don't wanna be low on energy."
"You too. Good night, Abs."
"Good night." Abby responded, planting a kiss on his cheek before going inside.
Hoagie's face turned red as a goofy smile lit up his face, "Wow, and to think I used to chase her sister."
Then, a voice came from behind, "You mean you don't anymore?"
Hoagie turned around sharply, "Cree? How long have you been standing there?"
Cree smirked at him, "She has you duped, Hoagie. She's only gonna break your tender little heart."
Hoagie's face gained a confused look as he watched the teen move slowly toward him, "Uh, Cree, you didn't answer my question."
"Oh Hoagie," she chuckled bending down so her face was in front of his, her voice low and sweet, almost seductive, "you are so naive, and Abby knows it. Oh sure, she may kiss you now, but sooner or later, her true colors will show. And I don't want you getting hurt." Cree then cupped a hand around his cheek, stroking it with her thumb, "So let's just call this whole thing off and get you out while you still can, before she latches onto your heart and sucks all the joy out of it like the little leech she is."
Hoagie gulped as Cree moved closer and pressed her forehead against his, "C-Cree... you're... you're kinda making me feel uncomfortable. P-please stop."
"Why Hoagie!" Cree exclaimed, putting her other hand on his other cheek, "How unusual of you to say that! Before, you used to love having me near you. What changed?"
"W-well, um..." stammered Hoagie, his throat beginning to feel dry, "you... you never really... returned my affections before. Bu-but that's in the past, Cree! That was just a silly 'baby crush', as you would call it! M-my heart really belongs to Abby!"
Cree squeezed his cheeks, causing him to squeak in discomfort, she moved her face back to glare at him, "You know that's not true," she growled, "she just has you in her trap. But don't worry, I'll save you. You'll soon find out who you really belong with."
With that, she let go of him, and stormed into her house.
Hoagie looked on in confusion and fear as she slammed the door, "What?"
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I have to do something, Cree thought to herself as she paced around her room.
But it's not like I can just show up at the street fair and make him jealous or something.
Then, an idea formed in her head.
Or maybe I can.
She picked up her cellphone and dialed the number of someone she knew would help her.
"Hello?" Maurice's voice asked from the other end.
"Hello Maurice," replied Cree in a sweet tone, "what have you been up to?"
"Nothing much."
"I've been wondering, would you like to go to the street fair with me tomorrow? Just you and me."
"Oh, um, sure. Let me just ask my Mom real quick."
Cree waited for moment before he returned.
"She said it's okay."
"Good, I'll pick you up at 12:00. Don't be late, sweetie."
"Okay... see ya later then."
"Bye."
After hanging up, Cree chuckled deviously.
This is gonna be great. Now we'll see who Hoagie really belongs with.
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The next afternoon, Cree arrived at the street fair with Maurice.
"So," Maurice asked her, "what should we do first?"
Cree was staring at the entrance, not paying attention.
"Cree?"
Cree turned her head, "Yeah?"
"I said, 'what should we do first'?"
"Let's just hang out here for a couple of minutes."
Maurice shrugged and sat down on the bench, "Okay."
Cree didn't take her eyes off the entrance as she sat down next to him.
"So, how have things been going with you lately?" Maurice asked, trying to make small talk.
Suddenly, Cree turned to him sharply and seized him by the collar of his shirt. She yanked him toward her and smashed her lips against his.
Maurice froze in complete shock, not noticing that Hoagie and Abby were passing by them.
Abby paused about a foot away and turned around, giggling a bit at what she saw.
"Hey sis," she called, "good for you! Maybe we can catch up with you two later and make it a double date!"
When Cree pulled away, Maurice just stared at her for a moment.
"What the heck was that for?"
Cree shrugged, "Sorry, heat of the moment. Come on, let's go. I think I know what I want to do first."
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The whole afternoon was spent following Hoagie and Abby around.
First, Cree kept a close eye on them when they were at the pony rides. She and Maurice sat on a nearby bench eating cotton candy together so it wouldn't look suspicious.
Then, they followed the two kids around the fair as they looked for other things to do.
The souvenir stands, the food stands, the rides, the games. Anywhere Hoagie and Abby went, Cree followed, dragging Maurice around.
Now they were near the dunk tank, holding hands.
Maurice was starting to get frustrated. All day he'd been trying to talk to her, but it was like he wasn't even there. And if he was, he was just an object.
What's her deal? She kisses me, but then ignores me? I'm getting mixed signals over here!
He then wondered why he was so annoyed that she wasn't paying attention to him.
I guess it just doesn't make sense that she'd ask me to go with her if she wasn't even gonna talk to me.
Meanwhile, it was Abby's turn at the dunk tank. Her first two throws missed.
"Numbuh 5 must be out of practice."
"Don't worry," Hoagie told her, putting an arm around her shoulders, "they say the third time's the charm."
When Cree saw this, she decided to take drastic action. She let go of Maurice's hand and stormed over to where the two kids were.
Okay, Maurice thought, that's it, I'm gonna find out what the heck is going on!
"Let me do it, Crabigail!" Cree yelled, yanking the ball from her sister's hand.
Abby looked at her, stunned.
Then her expression turned into a glare, "Oh I see what's going on! You can't fool Numbuh 5, Cree! Don't think we don't know you've been following us around! Don't think Numbuh 5 doesn't know what you're trying to do! I hate to burst your bubble, but you already had your chance! And guess what? You blew it! Hoagie don't feel that way about you no more and you know it! And you know what? As soon as I get home, I'm telling Mom and Dad on you!"
"Um, Abby," Hoagie stammered, "y-you might wanna... calm down a bit."
Abby turned to him, "'Calm down'?! Don't you see what she's trying to do to you?!"
"She's not doing anything to me! I love you! You know that."
Abby hung her head, tears filling her eyes and falling into the dust. Hoagie wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him.
Just then, Maurice marched over to them, "Alright Cree, I've been more than patient with you all afternoon. Ever since we came here, you have been ignoring me, and it's honestly kind of hurting my feelings if not outright annoying me. So, I'm only gonna ask you one thing, and one thing only. And I want you to be 100% completely and totally honest with me."
Maurice then cleared his throat and took a deep breath before continuing a bit loudly and a tad aggressively, "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!"
Cree glared at him, "I'm trying to win my boyfriend back."
"What boyfriend?"
"Hoagie."
Maurice clenched is fists and blurted out loudly, "Hoagie's not your boyfriend! I'm your boyfriend!"
Everyone fell completely silent.
Maurice instantly clapped his hand over his mouth when he realized what he just said.
"Say again?" Cree asked, stunned.
Maurice uncovered his mouth and squeaked out, "No." Then covered his mouth again.
"Don't worry." Chad's voice said from behind them, holding up a recording device "I've got it all right here."
Everyone turned to watch Chad play back Maurice's little outburst a few times. He then stopped and walked away laughing his big head off.
Maurice hung his head in embarrassment.
"Well," said Cree, "that backfired on me."
"I'll say," said Abby, who was started to laugh, her face still buried in Hoagie's chest, "you were trying to make my date jealous but made your own date jealous instead!"
"Cree?" Maurice began, his voice barely audible, his dreadlocks hiding his face, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blurt it out like that. I-I didn't remember until just now that... that I kinda like you."
Cree stared at him, shocked. She'd never seen Maurice act so bashful before.
She took a step forward and put a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, Maurice."
Maurice looked up at her, biting his lip.
Cree smiled at him, "I... I kinda like you too."
Abby looked up at her sister and Maurice, and smiled a bit herself, "Well don't just stand there, fool! Kiss her!"
And that's exactly what they did, surrounded by applauding people.
The jealousy was gone, and in its place, a new opportunity.
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Okay, I'm editing this after recieving a review on this story from zcross1997. I actually like it too, it kind of went from Cree trying to convince Hoagie that she's better for him (that little conversation between them) to her trying to make him jealous. And honestly, there's nothing we'd change about it, so don't even try to change our minds.