A/n: a thousand apologies for the long break between updates. School's been a b. But now the holidays are here and hopefully I'll be able to finish this fic.

Enjoy...

Chapter 7

"Mission aborted. I repeat, mission aborted." Lil gave the command emotionlessly, a sharp contrast to the myriad of emotions playing through her.

How could he? Phil had some explaining to do, and he was going to have to pay for his deceit. Oh, yes, he was definitely going to pay. Lil just had to figure exactly how she wanted her revenge to be executed.

Lil had been giving him the cold shoulder for a week. His normally bossy sister was barely speaking to him. It just wasn't natural. But that wasn't all of his problems. Samantha was beginning to drive him crazy. She was choosing his clothes, dictating his schedule, and deciding with whom he could hang out. Sure being the boyfriend of one of the hottest girls in school had its perks, but was it really worth it?

Phil contemplated this question as he waited for his girlfriend to finish her class. Samantha wanted to discuss his birthday party plans.

He didn't have to wait long. The bell rang and out she came.

"Phil," Samantha greeted with a saucy kiss.

Oh yeah. Dating one of the hottest girls in school sure did have its perks, and he was enjoying the best one.

Lil watched as her brother cavorted with Samantha Shane. Had he no standards at all? Normally she would have followed that thought by wondering how in the world Phil could be her twin, but the feeling of betrayal was hard to ignore.

Just look at him. He was trying to fit into a world he didn't belong in. The clothes, the attitude, and choice of girlfriend wasn't her Phil. Her brother had turned into a stranger. A stranger who was making a great big fool of himself.

Minutes later Lil stormed into the lunch room and slammed her bag onto the Rugrat's table before plonking her own self into the seat across from Kimi.

"Chill, Lil."

Lil looked at Kimi as if her best friend had just gone totally batty.

Kimi cringed. "Jeez, you don't have to get weird with me, too. You've been kinda tense since Phil stopped hanging out with us. I thought I'd cheer you up by acting like Phil. I guess it didn't work. Did it?"

The look Lil gave her was enough answer that question.

An awkward silence settled over the lunch table. It was beginning to make Chucky uncomfortable.

"Ah, ah, ah, so how about this weather we're having?"

Even Tommy didn't bother to respond to the lame question.

Chucky tried again, "So, Lil, how's the birthday plans going?"

Meanwhile, somewhere in a secluded corner of a busy hallway...

"How's the birthday plans going?"

"Hmm, that was nice." Phil sighed, a dopey grin on his face.

"Glad you enjoyed it," Samantha straightened her already straight blouse just in case it had gotten crumbled in the exchange, "but now we have some business to take care of. Birthday plans. We've got to go over your guest list, music, decoration, food, outfit - the list is endless."

And so are you, thought Phil as his eyes trailed down Samantha's long legs. But Samantha didn't seem to notice his distraction.

"The perfect party takes careful planning. Let's start with music, it sets the mood for the whole party. You'll be playing Emica."

"Ah, yeah?"

"Good. Music: awesome." She made a check mark in the air. "And what's the theme for the party?"

"Duckies," Phil said absentmindedly.

"Duckies. You've got to be kidding me. Ducks are for dumb babies."

"You sound like Angelica," Phil mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Phil answered a little harsher than he normally would.

"Good, cos' ducks certainly won't do, we simply have to change it to something a little more up to date." Samantha tried to stay calm but her volume, pitch, and rate had noticeably increased.

"We can't change it," Phil snapped

Samantha was taken back, Phil had never said no to her before. "Why ever not?"

"It's Lil's birthday too. We both like ducks, so that's what we agreed on."

The whole conversation was getting louder, but no one bothered them.

"Talk to her. I'm sure we can negotiate."

"I don't want to negotiate."

"Don't tell me you're scared of your sister." Samantha taunted. When Phil didn't respond she carried on. "Take care of it. You know my cell number, call when you talk Lil out of the chicken thing."

"Duckies," Phil corrected under his breath but Samantha wasn't listening.

"Sam, we're having duckies and that's final. I let you choose my clothes, who I hang out with, what kind of music we'll be playing, but I'm not going to change the duckies."

"Well, I'm not talking to you until you do." Samantha turned her back to him. "I'm only trying to help you be cool and popular. It's for your own good."

"I know. I'm sorry."

With her back still facing him, Samantha made her ultimatum before walking off. "You've got a day to think it over."

Phil shook his head. Samantha was really driving him crazy.

Lil shook her head. Talking about her birthday meant talking about Phil's birthday. Talking about Phil made her see red, cause her twin was driving her crazy with his craziness.

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