Disclaimer: I don't own the Weekenders! Disney Does! Yadda, Yadda, Yadda!

Anyway again Thanks to my good friend Zarius for the idea for this fic! And THE DANCE will be so big that it needs its own chapter! So now ENJOY...
Saturday Night

"So sweetie" Tino's mom began with her 'voice of reason' "What's the problem?"

"Wait how do you know I have a problem" Tino stared at her suspiciously.

"Well your not talking to Dixon about Captain Dreadknott, your big dance is tomorrow AND, your about to eat your food." Tino's mom pointed out all these abnormalities.

"Oh you're right" Tino said looking at the food on his spoon "Are you sure this is cooked... or can be cooked...because I'm pretty sure it's digesting my spoon!"

"Don't change the subject! Now what's wrong?" Tino's mom asked taking a bite of the 'food' on her plate

Other than the fact you just bit this stuff? Well with the dance coming up Kristi and Kandi gave us the 'Love Test' and my perfect match was Lor!" Tino explained before beginning to poke his dinner with his finger.

"Well..." Tino's mom began.

"Hey" Dixon broke in "Maybe I should talk with him, ya know a little Man to Man! Right Tino!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeekkk!!!! My fingers stuck!" Tino squeaked in a panic, pulling it out of his food quickly.

"Yep a little man to man" Tino's mom mocked her son as she left the kitchen.

"So Mr. Tino what's the problem?" Dixon asked with a smirk on his face.

" Ya Hi! I just told you all about what's going on!" Tino said thinking about asking his mom for advice, but then looked at his partially eaten spoon.

"Yah what's the problem?" Dixon asked strategically.

"Well..." Tino began slower "I took a love test and my match was Lor"

"Do you want to go with Lor to the dance?" Dixon cocked an eyebrow.

"Well I have to..." Tino began "The test COMMANDS it!"

"No you don't" Dixon said forcefully "Tino, a test like this is to help you, not decide your future."

"But..." Tino tried to comeback.

"Unless you WANT to go with Lor" Dixon broke out into a knowing smile.

"Well...uh...ya...uh..." Tino was left speechless.

"Cause if that's what you want you should...follow your heart" Dixon shuttered at his sentimental finish.

"Well what if something happens between us and we wouldn't be friends and what would happen to the gang?" Tino asked worriedly.

"Well usually the people you love do become your best friends so you're 1 step ahead!" Dixon announced.

"Oh good point" Tino agreed.

"And people have ta make adjustments to make things work" Dixon finished

"Like you and my mom" Tino asked.

"Exactly!" Dixon said as they both looked at, now, covered spoon Tino was holding.

"Yipe!!!" Tino screamed, dropped the spoon and watched it burn through the table.

"Thanks" Tino said admiringly to Dixon "Now I know what to do and you'll let me dump my plate down the sink!"

SUNDAY

"So how'd you do with Frances?" Tino chuckled through the walky talky.

"I didn't go! Instead I stayed home and devised a plan on how to stay as far away from her, today and for the rest of forever, as possible and it will only take a vacuum cleaner and a cup of whatever you had for dinner yesterday!" Carver replied.

"How'd you know I had bad food?" Tino asked amazed

"You always have something Nasty, T!" Carver explained.

"Oh you're right, anyway me and Dixon stuffed that stuff down the sink" Tino said disappointed in himself.

"Couldn't you have been a team player, just this once!" Carver yelled through the walky talky angrily. "So how was your plan: Ditch Lor?"

"Well let's say I couldn't stomach doing it!" Tino said laughing at his joke.

"So what you gonna do know, T? Carver asked

"I don't know" Tino sighed

"So where's Tish been?" Carver asked, feeling uncomfortable at Tino's last response.

"I don't know I haven't seen her since Friday" Tino hinted.

"I'll meet ya there in an hour." Carver said anxious to find out what she was doing.

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK" Carver pounded the door as it began to open.

"Hey Mrs. Katsufrakis" Tino greeted in his usual tone "Can we see Tish"

" Tishy is caught ill with the Chokin' sox" Tish's mom announced in her heavily accented voice.

"Chokin' sox...Chokin sox...OH! Chicken pox!" Carver shouted proud of his translation.

"It is what I say" Mrs. Katsufrakis said cheerfully.

"Is that a note card?" Tino said looking at the slip of paper Mrs. K had read off of.

" I tired of lying for Tishy , COME" Mrs. K commanded them to follow her.

"Back in old country if you had chokin' sox you must be tied to wagon and driven through large thorn bush" Tish's mom told the two boys as she led them to Tish's bedroom.

"Uh Tish!" Tino spoke to the brown haired girl, lying face down on her bed.

"Oh it's you guys" Tish exclaimed happy it wasn't anybody else.

"Yah, what are you doing up in your room on a perfectly good weekend?" Tino asked looking at her funny.

"I'm trying to think of a plan to stay away from Bluke at the dance and so far all I got was this stupid one with a vacuum and whatever you had for dinner last night." Tish said upset.

"A vacuum cleaner and Tino's dinner STUPID!" Carver said angrily through clenched teeth.

"It doesn't matter we've got 2 hours before our DOOM! It's useless." Tish said exasperated.

"2 hours!!" Tino said urgently "I got to go!"

"Why's he in such a hurry?" Tish asked an equally surprised Carver.

"Maybe I should brush up on my lost puppy act" Tino grinned as he ran home to get ready for the big Dance.

Hope you liked!

To be Continued