HI I don't own rugrats.
I have no idea why I am writing this. I just cannot get the idea out of my head.
This is just the prologue so it's short, the other chapters will be longer.
It starts on the episode where those to guys kidnapped Tommy thinking he was somebody else. After this prologue it will take place when the kids are older. Kimi and Dil will be in the future.
names of crooks- Bob and Mike
Tommy's new name- Timmy Drake and NO it is not Robin so don't worry. I just like the name.
In monologue I will speak of Tommy as Tommy but speech will call him Timmy or Tim.
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BUZZZ BUZZZZ BUZZZZZ BUZZZZZ BUZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUUUUUUUUZZZZZ-ERP-
Tommy, or Timmy/Tim as he was now called, threw his alarm clock against the wall shattering it to itty bitty, teeny weeny pieces. Even though the cause of the noise was put out of it's misery, the comatosed character still got up. Bleary eyed and muttering curses the tired teen headed foe a shower, grabbing a towel along the way. Turning on the shower, the now awake adolescence was sprayed with freezing cold water. Jumping in shock, the brash boy slipped and fell out of the shower. The whimpering whippersnapper waited before the water was warm before heading back in.
Inside the shower Tommy mused about his first day of school. He knew he was smart, and not just in the ways of the street. He had taken a test before that said he was genius level. He certainly wasn't going to flaunt it though, hell HE made fun of kids like that. The kidnapped kid sighed and stepped out of the shower. He quickly dressed and styled his near black hair.
He was wearing slightly baggy black jeans that partway covered his black shoes and a dark blue shirt. Over the shirt he wore a leather jacket that had many pockets, obvious ones and hidden ones. On his face he had a dark blue bandana worn sweatband fashion around his head. He put various items in his pockets before heading downstairs. Those items included but were not limited to a lock picking kit, a pocket watch, a personal hightech organizer, a cell phone, and his lucky celtic charm, all stolen or bought with stolen money of course. He smirked in the mirror and headed downstairs.
Jumping off the stairs, Tommy headed to the kitchen. He stopped only to pick up hi cd player on the counter. When he reached the kitchen he saw his dad and his Uncle Mike eating glazed doughnuts. "Morn'n pops," Tommy said as he grabbed five glazed doughnuts.
Bobby looked at him and sighed," Tim lad, how da hell do you eat dat much." Tommy tried to answer but had two doughnuts stuffed in his mouth. All that came out was food and spit.
"EEW," shouted Mike. He glared at Tommy and pointed to the window. The bus hurried along wildly, nearing his house. Tommy's eyes widened and he quickly grabbed his bag and sprinted out the door. By the time he made it to the bus stop the bus was just pulling out. He ran to the door and slamed his fist on it. Reluctently the bus driver opened the door.
He stared sternly at the young man and told him," I see your new, well I am Lou Pickles and obviously the bus driver. Make on time or not at all." Tommy glared at the old geiser in full defiant teenager mode. He hurried his way to the back of the bus, muttering obscene things about a certian old man. 'Hmmm, he looks familiar,' thought the not SO senile grandpa Lou.
As they stopped at the next stop Tommy noticed that no one was waiting there. As they waited Tommy the teenage terror noticed that the fossil was waiting a lot longer for these kids than he did for him. The door opened and a group of kids came running to the boss. The juvenile delinquent watched as the group and the bus driver exchanged words. He narrowed his eyes as a young boy in the group called gramps, grandpa. He snared at the obvious display of favoritism. As the bus started to leave the minor sighed and stared out the window.
"Ummm dude, do mind if I sit with you," a voice asked causing him to jump. He looked at the onslaught of orange hair he was facing. He moved over and placed his book bag on the floor, indicated a positive answer. He turned back to face the window but after a few minutes the feeling of eyes staring at his back caused him to turn back to the kid. The kid noticed that Tommy noticed he was staring and mumbled an apology.
Tommy, being the curious kid that he was, decided to ask what was up. So he did. DIL replied," You're familier looking, I just don't know where." (Remember, Tommy takes after his dad.)
I have no idea why I am writing this. I just cannot get the idea out of my head.
This is just the prologue so it's short, the other chapters will be longer.
It starts on the episode where those to guys kidnapped Tommy thinking he was somebody else. After this prologue it will take place when the kids are older. Kimi and Dil will be in the future.
names of crooks- Bob and Mike
Tommy's new name- Timmy Drake and NO it is not Robin so don't worry. I just like the name.
In monologue I will speak of Tommy as Tommy but speech will call him Timmy or Tim.
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BUZZZ BUZZZZ BUZZZZZ BUZZZZZ BUZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZ BUUUUUUUUZZZZZ-ERP-
Tommy, or Timmy/Tim as he was now called, threw his alarm clock against the wall shattering it to itty bitty, teeny weeny pieces. Even though the cause of the noise was put out of it's misery, the comatosed character still got up. Bleary eyed and muttering curses the tired teen headed foe a shower, grabbing a towel along the way. Turning on the shower, the now awake adolescence was sprayed with freezing cold water. Jumping in shock, the brash boy slipped and fell out of the shower. The whimpering whippersnapper waited before the water was warm before heading back in.
Inside the shower Tommy mused about his first day of school. He knew he was smart, and not just in the ways of the street. He had taken a test before that said he was genius level. He certainly wasn't going to flaunt it though, hell HE made fun of kids like that. The kidnapped kid sighed and stepped out of the shower. He quickly dressed and styled his near black hair.
He was wearing slightly baggy black jeans that partway covered his black shoes and a dark blue shirt. Over the shirt he wore a leather jacket that had many pockets, obvious ones and hidden ones. On his face he had a dark blue bandana worn sweatband fashion around his head. He put various items in his pockets before heading downstairs. Those items included but were not limited to a lock picking kit, a pocket watch, a personal hightech organizer, a cell phone, and his lucky celtic charm, all stolen or bought with stolen money of course. He smirked in the mirror and headed downstairs.
Jumping off the stairs, Tommy headed to the kitchen. He stopped only to pick up hi cd player on the counter. When he reached the kitchen he saw his dad and his Uncle Mike eating glazed doughnuts. "Morn'n pops," Tommy said as he grabbed five glazed doughnuts.
Bobby looked at him and sighed," Tim lad, how da hell do you eat dat much." Tommy tried to answer but had two doughnuts stuffed in his mouth. All that came out was food and spit.
"EEW," shouted Mike. He glared at Tommy and pointed to the window. The bus hurried along wildly, nearing his house. Tommy's eyes widened and he quickly grabbed his bag and sprinted out the door. By the time he made it to the bus stop the bus was just pulling out. He ran to the door and slamed his fist on it. Reluctently the bus driver opened the door.
He stared sternly at the young man and told him," I see your new, well I am Lou Pickles and obviously the bus driver. Make on time or not at all." Tommy glared at the old geiser in full defiant teenager mode. He hurried his way to the back of the bus, muttering obscene things about a certian old man. 'Hmmm, he looks familiar,' thought the not SO senile grandpa Lou.
As they stopped at the next stop Tommy noticed that no one was waiting there. As they waited Tommy the teenage terror noticed that the fossil was waiting a lot longer for these kids than he did for him. The door opened and a group of kids came running to the boss. The juvenile delinquent watched as the group and the bus driver exchanged words. He narrowed his eyes as a young boy in the group called gramps, grandpa. He snared at the obvious display of favoritism. As the bus started to leave the minor sighed and stared out the window.
"Ummm dude, do mind if I sit with you," a voice asked causing him to jump. He looked at the onslaught of orange hair he was facing. He moved over and placed his book bag on the floor, indicated a positive answer. He turned back to face the window but after a few minutes the feeling of eyes staring at his back caused him to turn back to the kid. The kid noticed that Tommy noticed he was staring and mumbled an apology.
Tommy, being the curious kid that he was, decided to ask what was up. So he did. DIL replied," You're familier looking, I just don't know where." (Remember, Tommy takes after his dad.)