Rocket Power: Starry Eyed Girl

Chapter 4: Alika the Spy

Written by: Linda a.k.a. Ai Megami San!!

Disclaimer: Linda and I don't own Rocket Power or any characters though, Linda owns Alika.

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While everyone else was celebrating the engagement with food, drink, and dancing in the Shack, Reggie and Twister snuck into the kitchen where they wouldn't be seen. When the were sure they were in the clear, Reggie pushed her back up against a wall as Twister seized her around the waist, and kissed him vehemently. When they parted to catch their breath, Reggie asked, "So what are we gonna do now?"

Twister shook his head slowly. "Well Reg, you know, now that I've kissed you twice already, I don't think I could exactly never do it again." Reggie nodded. "I know. Me too. It's really so weird, but I love the way you feel in my arms..." Twister put an arm around Reggie and they sat down on the floor of the kitchen. Reggie sighed and put her head on Twister's shoulder, and her hand on his chest.

"We can't hide it forever, Twist."

"I know, but what are people gonna think?"

"I really don't care actually...."

"Then I don't either."

Twister turned his head and kissed Reggie once more, then pulled her up to her feet along with him, so they could return to the party.

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It was about two months later, and many people had been told about the upcoming wedding. Tito had a lot of family back in Hawaii, and many of them were called to play roles in the ceremony. Ray was the best man, since it's traditionally a best friend, but there were other spots to fill. Like the flower girl, who was going to be Tito's seven-year-old niece Alika.

The day Alika arrived with her parents, she set off exploring the Shack, since it was right under her uncle's house. Reggie and Twister had found that an old storage room in the Shack's kitchen was very convinient for sneaking off to for privacy. That day they had been at the beach, so Twister could film Otto surfing. Afterwards, they had made up an excuse that they were going to help clean up the Shack, and ran off to their secret spot.

Once there, and sure of their solitude, Twister set his camera down on a counter and took Reggie's hand as they walked over to the stack of blankets that was for whatever reason in the room. Twister sat down with his legs straight, and Reggie sat perpendicular to him, with her legs over his, and his around her back.

Reggie smiled and leaned forward to start the session, and wrapped her arms around Twister's neck as her lips sank into his. Reggie opened her mouth, and moaned a bit at the added contact. It set off emotional fireworks, causing Twister to shift on the ground and dig his fingertips into Reggie's back. After what was most likely a few minutes, his hands had worked they way under her shirt, and Twister was enjoying the long stretch of smooth skin he found there.

Neither saw the little face peeking through the window.

 Later on that day, Reggie and Twister were sitting in the living room of the Rocket house, and Tito walked up to them and sat down on the sofa. "Heya, lil' Reggie and Twister cuzzes." He said. "I've got something to ask you, okay?" Reggie nodded. "Since you two seem to be becoming little stars, I was wondering..." "Yes?" Reggie questioned. "If you two could sing a little something at the big dance right after the wedding?"

Reggie's face lit up. "Of course! We'd love to!! Right, Twister?"

Twister nodded, smiling.

"Okay! Thanks alot, lil' cuzzes. I owe you one!" He smiled and got up, and waved before walking out the front door.

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Everone had suggested songs to be sung, since Reggie and Twister were going to kick off the dance. The song had to be special. Reggie and Twister were sitting at the Shack counter when three people walked in, looking for them.

"Hey!" said Otto, and both turned. "We got some more, okay?" Reggie pulled the little notepad and pen she'd been carrying  out of her pocket.

"Okay, shoot."

"Well," said Otto. "Raymundo says 'Kokomo' by the Beach Boys. Said it kinda fit." Reggie scribbled it down.

"And," Sam said. "My mom says, by Dirty Dancing, 'I've Had The Time Of My Life'. Reggie wrote that down too.

Lars announced the final song. "Okay, my mom and dad say, for some reason, 'Kiss Me', by...uh...I think it was like, Sixpence and the Bitch..." He was cut off by Sam, saying "Sixpence Non The Richer."

Reggie managed to stifle a laugh and wrote the song down. Nobody had seen her, but Alika had been behind the counter listening. She popped up after the boys had announced the songs. "Well, Kiss Me would be perfect!" she squealed. Everyone turned to look at her. "...Because I saw Regina and Maurice all kissy-kissy in that dark room in the kitchen!"

Reggie and Twister both started firing excuses lightning-fast.

But Alika placed Twister's video camera, which she'd been holding, on the counter. She took the tape out of it, and put it in the VCR on the counter. The overhead TV buzzed and sprang into a picture. "Whoa!" said Twister. "I left my camera in that room?" Reggie turned to him, eyes wide. "And you left it ON!" she pleaded, clutching Twister's collar. When he'd shaken her off, they turned to the TV. There they were, Reggie on Twister's lap, kissing without a care in the world.

Otto's eyes bugged, Lars' jaw dropped, and Sam quickly covered his eyes with his hands.