A/N: I am very sorry that I couldn't update sooner: Someone bitched around and deleted one of my stories for no good reason (' Story has been removed for reason '0', your account will be blocked since...' and that's a QUOTE!) so it's surrealistic... Good news is, that exams are over and school will be soon. :)

KiwiFox: If no one knows d&d at school... make up the group yourself! Fine some friends and play! :) Or, you can find an online group. LOL.

Nilrem: Have a nice journey! We'll miss you! :)

Borg: You must have a serious problem on ff.net, since most series, books and movies end the moment you leave the cinema, finish the book or the series ends. My advice is, if you really have nothing better to do than offend and annoy people... put your head in a glass of water and drown.

Thanks everyone for the reviews, I really love them. :) And on with the story!

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Dana remembered the morning of her second school day that term. She'd greeted her sister Melissa (hardly older than her), her brothers and her parents, and headed downstairs as usual... and then remembered that Mulder'd come to pick her up and go to school.

And then her morning became a race. She tossed herself into the shower, checking the time. Got dressed in jeans and favorite t-shirt, and made herself as pretty as possible. She also remembered getting a call from Monica, who seemed to be in the same situation as she was. They basically told each other what to wear in five minutes, and hung up in a rush to have breakfast and get the hell away from home.

She rushed a goodbye to her parents and stepped outside the house right when Mulder arrived: Somehow, she'd had perfect timing. Maybe it had just been luck, and maybe it had been fate...

''Woah, you are the first girl I don't have to wait for.'' Mulder smiled. ''Good morning... was there a marathon in your house?'' Dana gasped for air and looked up at him. So...yeah, he could say something like that. ''I think we are the last ones, Pendrell told me some people were at the school door already.'' She thought for a moment that he was trying to change topic.

And he was.

He would have ranted for hours just as long as there was no stunned silence between them. It had been his need since he was little to crack jokes at the worst moment... but it worked, nevertheless.

''Thanks for bothering to pick me up.'' Dana said, after his rant about a teacher she hadn't met yet. ''Normally, I wouldn't have friends so soon. I am... rather shy.''

''I guess that's why you stumbled upon Marita.'' He smiled. But Dana noticed that it had been another topic-changing comment. He also looked slightly pink... She was about to go 'Wheee!' but her rational mind told her otherwise. She'd remain calm and concentrated. And... wouldn't screw it.

In the distance she could start seeing the school, and rounding a corner she walked right into Monica, who appeared at that moment with John. She looked radiant, happy. The four exchanged greetings almost soundlessly- John said it was due to the fact that the D&D game hadn't let anyone sleep. As if.

Monica asked Dana with her eyes how it'd gone. She just shrugged. So, pointless conversation and the typical rant about nothing in particular. Monica smiled, since she felt the same way.

''With time, it'll get better.'' Mon happily chirped.

''Really?'' Dana asked, a hint of doubt in her voice.

''Hey, don't burst my bubble, ok?'' The other one joked. They finally reached the school... but they had known where their group was long before they saw them: Bambi was engaged in an argument with the Gunmen, Sarah and Kirsten ranted about their sweethearts with rather graphic comments (if the guys had known it was them, they'd have died at the spot) and Marita and Pendrell copied some homework from Langly while he was not there to stop them...

So, yes... It was not a very mentally stable scene, but they'd seen worse. Just while Mulder was about to call their attention, Phoebe Green happened to pass in front of Marita and dumped some sugar-free drink on her notebook... and that'd be the last mistake of the day she'd make.

''Don't make a scene!'' Mulder yelled as she dropped her things on the floor and ran for Phoebe, even if he knew that she would ignore him if she heard him or not. She jumped on Phoebe and made her fall to the floor. Then proceeded to bitch-slap her.

''Oh, just like during Summer...'' Bambi said, remembering that these fights had not stopped for the lack of school. Marita's best friend decided to rush to the rescue before anyone happened to get a broken nose - namely Phoebe.

But before Mulder and Bambi reached her and tried to pry her hands off Phoebe's neck, someone else did it for them. Bambi was about to melt in a puddle of goo where she stood as she watched Walter Skinner lift Marita from the floor. Only that at this moment, Bambi's friend was just a little blond spot that shifted from one side to the other like an enraged animal.

While Dana tried to get Marita back on her feet (it looked like flying only enraged her more), Bambi just stared, in some sort of trance. Mulder followed Dana and between the two of them they assured Walter that Marita did lots of noise, but was, after all, pretty harmless.

''Fine then.'' Walter said, dropping Marita. ''Get back your pet.''

Mulder just gaped at that comment, knowing what was to follow: Marita called Skinman something so nasty and so loud that people turned to stare. Dana put her hand over her mouth in panic, thinking that they'd go straight to the head teacher... again. But the Gunmen were clever enough to get in between the conflict and finish it before Marita decided to keep her pride by challenging Skinner to a fist fight.

They headed into the building as Marita threw a temper tantrum and the others planned on how to hide from Skinner for the rest of the day. But once that problem was solved, another one aroused: Monica was the first to mention it when all the girls sat together during English.

''It's Spooky's birthday next week.'' She squeaked, and the others turned to look at her. ''Does anyone have any ideas of what we could do to him this year?''

''I don't, but I grant you that this year I won't be Prank Master.'' Marita said. ''When last year you lot decided to give him as fake present that hyper-small red thong, you made me sneak into his house to check if he wore it.''

''And did he?'' Dana asked.

''Wouldn't you like to know?'' Marita said with a knowing smile. Dana turned beet red.

''We could always get him a pink bra.'' Bambi said, while she resolved her important task of drawing a super-hero like Skinner... that she happened to see in her dreams.

''We already did that to Pendrell last year.'' Kirsten said, thus disregarding that option.

''Poor Pendrell.'' Sarah mused, more to herself than to anyone else.

''We could have always said that the bra was yours, sweetheart.'' Marita told Sarah. ''I bet he'd have loved it.''

Sarah went beet red too. Marita thought that making two people blush in less than a minute was a total score, and decided to see if she was able to catch someone else off-guard with her cunning smile.

''Enough of this, people.'' Monica silenced them. ''We really need a plan this time, a really good prank. He's going to become eighteen, the Big Number, and we have to do something special, really good.''

''You could not get him a prank present.'' Dana said. ''You could always do something yourselves that he'd never forget. Set up people for a party, a good common present...''

''Oh, I have it!'' Marita jumped. ''Dana, great thinking. I've got just something he won't forget about.'' Marita said with her best grin. The others got closer to listen in a fit of giggles.

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''HOW did you come up with that? I will NOT do that, say what you want.'' Bambi objected, as she headed to the toilets with Marita and Monica. ''It's got to be the craziest idea you've had for a while now... and it's just what, September? Really, Marita...''

''Well, it was certainly surprising... I'm not sure if we should go for it. Dana seemed freaked out.''

''Well, if I were in her position, I'd be freaked out too.'' The blonde quickly said. ''Or...not.'' The other two nodded. ''Yeah, most likely not. But it's not as if it's going to be anything really off place. It's going to be a big party with lots of people.''

''Mulder doesn't like crowds.'' Bambi objected.

''But I do, and since he is not in charge of setting up the party...'' Marita explained. Mon just shook her head with a slight smile.

''Ok, so... the plan IS good.'' She admitted. ''But I think it'd be a bit too noisy, don't you think? I'm not saying it's a bad idea... it's just that I'm not sure if I'll like to do that.''

''You DO want to.'' Marita said, this time dead serious.

''I didn't exactly say that...'' Mon defended herself.

''If you loathed the idea, by now it would be forgotten. But instead, you are saying that I'm right!''

''Well, it's original and-''

''And you want to do it because Doggett will be there!'' Marita triumphantly cut her off with a glowing smile.

Monica stood still for a second. Then she smiled. ''Ok, then... so I admit that a part of me wants to do it, but there is always the fact that we could make total fools of ourselves.''

''It can't get worse. I am the Cockroach-Girl, Marita is the She-Hulk, and you've been called alien more times than you can count. Seriously, Monica, what could make us be bigger fools?''

''Just trust Bambi to tell you the horrible facts of life.'' Monica said with some bitterness. ''Well, apart from that, it'd be logical if the teachers didn't let us do it.''

''Logic is the systematic way to reach the wrong conclusion with confidence.'' Marita retorted. ''And the teachers must NOT know.''

They entered the toilets and the three eyed themselves in the mirror. Just as Marita was about to say that she was getting fat, a shadow crept over the three. Random moment of the Evil Triad, Marita said with a slight growl.

Monica was the first one to panic, even if her face would not show it in front of the three. Marita observed the girls behind them with an amused look. Bambi looked ready to whoop someone's ass kung-fu style without remorse.

''New haircut, Angela?'' Marita asked the blonde as she stroked her own flowing blond mane of hair. ''It was a shame that the sweet is gone, pink is your color.''

''You think you're very smart, do you?'' Phoebe asked.

''I AM very smart, you air-head, you're just too stupid to understand.'' Phoebe was about to attack Marita, maybe in revenge for the comment or for the earlier struggle between them before school started.

''Don't you get tired of listening to yourself?'' Diana Fowley asked, from behind Marita. ''I am more than fed up with your attitude. WE are popular here. We will be the stars of the End of Year Prom and the Most Wanted. And you lot, once again, will be this nuisance we can't seem to get rid of. Who will remember you after this year?''

''Its not WHO remembers you, Diana. It's WHAT you are remembered for.'' Monica said, suddenly feeling more defiant and ready to get in a fight than ever.

''Well, in that case there is nothing you are going to be remembered about, anyway, except for maybe the world record of getting grounded.''

''I see snobism has limits, but stupidity doesn't.'' Bambi muttered.

''I heard you!'' Angela complained.

''That was the whole point.'' Bambi said.

''I'm sick of your stuck-up speeches.'' Monica said.

Marita had been playing with her hair and looking straight at her reflection in the mirror as her friends turned around to face the others... and now she turned. ''And I am just too sick of you three.''

And that was when the first punch came. Marita and the group had been wishing to deck these three for a long while now, and it was finally their chance. Angela changed against Bambi, who decided to prove that she'd learn something in her judo lessons and pinned her to the floor in a few seconds. Monica was engaged in a bitch-slap fight against Phoebe that ended with this last one with her face stuck in a toilet. Marita and Diana were still the most dangerous... or the most likely to get out of there heading to the nearest hospital.

Bambi noticed that by now her best friend had a split lip and Diana'd just gotten a black eye, and with a gesture told Mon that one thing was revenge, and another letting these two kill each other. So Marita was once again dragged out the door by her friends while she swore like a truck driver.

''Ok... what did we just do?'' Mon thought out loud, once they reached the school playground and the three let themselves fall in a bench. She flinched because of a bruise she had on her butt due to a maniacal tweaking from Phoebe that would not let her sit for a couple of days. But hey, Phoebe had been humiliated, so...

''After years, we claimed revenge.'' Bambi said with a sigh. ''Good news is, the fight had to come at some point and we've done it. The bad news is...'' She brought a hand to her right side and frowned. ''... I think I got bitten by that blonde wacko.''

Marita seemed to be in a state of peaceful dozing, even having a split lip and various points in her body that hurt like hell. There was a slight smile playing over her lips. Well, there had not been major wounds on either group, they were all more or less intact... and no teacher had seen it.

For Marita that was success.

There were some moments of silence between the three as they gazed at the empty playground, until Mon's voice broke the moment.

''We'll do it. We'll do what you said in front of everyone.'' She announced. ''Remember Diana's words. If she wants us to vanish in an end of year party, she's fried.'' Bambi high-fived her, and Marita's smile just widened even more.

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''Ok...Whatever happened to you?'' Kirsten asked, in genuine confusion. ''In a psycho attack, you take revenge and get away with it because there is no witness... and you decided to carry out the plan for Mulder's birthday?''

''Basically, yeah.'' Bambi said, as Dana tried to nurse the three back to health with some bags of ice and bruise-erasing cream. ''It's going to be a bomb.''

''THIS was a bomb.'' Sarah corrected her. ''How could you get back at them without me!?'' She whined.

''It wouldn't have been a fair fight.'' Dana said with a smile. ''Although I don't get the impression that they'd usually do that. They didn't have anything against attacking Monica two against one.''

''Gotta agree there...OWWWWW!!!'' Marita complained, as Dana put the ice on one of her bruises, and on her lip. ''Mmhmf hmmf fmfhm hmf...''

''What?'' Sarah asked, seeing that the blonde was unable to talk properly due to the ice over her mouth.

''She said: 'They deserved a kick in the rear end', right?'' Bambi translated. After years of practice, she'd be able to know what Marita was saying if she were speaking through water. ''I am SO good... I should work as a translator. I work with primitive languages all the time.'' An eraser flew to her head. ''Hey, and she's got wild behavior too.''

''Hm hmf m hmfhmf...'' Marita complained.

''Translated as 'Go suck a lemon'.'' Monica said. ''Even I could understand that one.''

''There is still one problem to go.'' Sarah suddenly said. ''We need a song.''

''HUH???'' Said everyone at the same time.

''For Mulder's 'unforgettable party', remember?'' There was an echo of sounds of understanding. Sarah smiled.

''Hmmfm hmf hm fmhfmh.''

'' Translated as 'Anything but your hip-hop.', I assume.'' Kirsten said. Sarah pouted for a moment. ''We need something loud and cool...we need it fast!''

''We have a week to think of that.'' Dana said, applying cream on Bambi's aching side. ''I'm sure you'll come up with something.''

''You bet we will.'' Kirsten said, and they all grinned.