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Tweedles: HELLO! You forgot me!

Superucki: I thought I got rid of you!

Tweedles: Do I look like I'm gone?

Superducki: No...

Tweedles: Now to get on with the chapter. H's the disclaimer. You can sue Superducki because I'm saying it, not her. I don't own Fillmore. Disney owns it.

Superducki: Please be nice and don't sue me!

Act II: My Pictures are awful

Ingrid looked at the envelope in front of her. It was white and had her name written in plain letters. She looked around to see if anyone was watching. Satisfied, she slowly opened the envelope and pulled out a glossy piece of paper. She looked, shuddered, and quickly shoved the paper back in its folder.

School Pictures. Those two hated words made her wince like she had been given a shot. Every year, her pictures were awful, no, ugly. She slowly started walking. This year she had promised to give a picture of herself to everybody on the safety patrol. Every year she had never let anyone see the snapshots that her mom had paid for. As she turned the corner, her thoughts turned to yesterday. Why? What happened? They had accidentally kissed. She had liked it. Did that mean she liked him? I gave myself this talk yesterday. I won't do it again.

She stopped. She had reached her destination, HQ. She opened the door. 50 pairs of eyes stared at her and then mouths started whispering. Tehama waved at her. "Let me see your pictures!" "No, please. They're ugly." "Just let me see them!" She yanked the pictures out of Ingrid's hands. She looked at the pictures and looked at Ingrid. She looked at them again and looked at her. She looked a third time. "Ingrid what's the problem? They look just like you."

Officer O'Farrell walked up with a worried look on his face. "Uh... Ingrid? What happened in the photo lab yesterday?" Everybody stopped and stared at Ingrid. An uncomfortable silence lingered in the office. She responded "We had a suspicious photo of Johnny and Lenny that they were both in on the lunch mugging. And..." Her photographic memory played like a movie in slow motion. Fillmore tripping on the mop. Him landing on her. The shocked feeling of her lips and his meeting. A flash from a camera. Pete opening the door. Wait. A camera-Somebody saw what happened."Oh no." She dashed out leaving Tehama and O'Farrell standing there. "I guess she didn't read today's edition of The eXaminer."
Ingrid was racing down the hall. Whispers, nudging and discreet pointing told her they were talking about the news. She spotted Fillmore at the end of the hall. She sprinted up to him, panting. "Fillmore, somebody saw" "I know" He thrust the edition of the newspaper he was carrying in front of her.

"Oh no." she gasped.

Superducki:What did you people think?

Tweedles: Don't ask them that. You must be an idiot. Its not they are gonna review.

Superducki:Yes they will!

Tweedles: Fine, if you get at least 3 reviews, I will not say mean things about you behind your back.

Superducki:You do That?!?!

Tweedles(Whispers) She is crazy...She doesn't know how to write a good story....Well Yeah.Doesn't Everybody?

Superducki: Now I hafta get you gone. You can't be saying mean things about me!

Tweedles: It's not that hard. You are easy to make fun of.

Superducki: I gotta find a way to keep you quiet. That's all folks.