A.N.: Hey y'all! *Waves* Hope y'all are liking this story all right. I love it, but I think it's just 'cuz I'm writing it & I love these two shows. Well, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Lenore and Brad reached the top of the stairs, then quietly made their way down the hall. They stopped outside the room where the noise was coming from. Brad squeezed his sister's hand again, calming her nerves some, then slowly pushed the door open. He laughed as a small four-legged wiener dog came flying out of the room.

"Fritz!" He exclaimed, bending down to pet the little dog. "What were you doing in there, Buddy?"

Lenore let out a small, embarrassed laugh. "Only Fritz could get trapped in a room."

Brad smiled up at her. "Don't worry," he said. "I won't tell anyone."

Lenore sighed relieved. She knew she should know by now that she could count on him to keep her stupid little fears a secret from the rest of the world.

"Hello? Anybody home?" They heard Randy call from downstairs. "Hello? Lenore? Brad?"

"Up here!" Lenore called down.

Randy came upstairs. "What are you guys doing up here?" He asked.

"Helping Fritz escape from his prison," Lenore answered pointing to the room he'd been trapped in.

"Uh-huh," Randy nodded, not sure whether to believe them or not.

"What? No hug?" Lenore queried. "Like, hello! You owe me a hug! You didn't give me one this morning!"

"Sorry, but I was in a hurry," Randy apologized. "I didn't have a whole lot of time this morning."

Lenore pouted. "But you always give me a hug, no matter how late you're running."

"Lenore, it was my first day in a new school," Randy riposted. "I had to make a good impression."

Brad tried not to laugh as she scowled at their brother.

Randy shook his head and rolled his eyes at her. "Come here," he said opening his arms for a hug.

Lenore immediately hugged him tight. "Thanks," she smiled.

Randy ruffled her hair. "You're such a kid, you know that?"

"Like, duh!" Lenore replied. "I am only ten."

"You're hugging again?" Mark groaned. "Jeez. Don't you guys ever get enough of that?"

Lenore glared at her third brother, who was only a year older than she was.

"No. Problem?" She stated.

Mark glared back. "Yeah," he says. "But it's not like you'd care anyway."

"You're right, I don't," Lenore snapped.

"Guys, if Mom hears you arguing again you're both gonna be in deep shit," Brad pipes up, still sitting on the floor playing with Fritz. "You know what she said last time."

"Shut-up Brad!" Mark growled. "Just 'cause you're in High School doesn't give you the right to tell us what to do!"

"Don't yell at him!" Lenore shouted. "He just stated a point!"

"Mark! Lenore! You better not be fighting up there!" Jill Taylor called from downstairs.

"We're not, Mom!" Mark yelled down. "We're discussing something!"

"Well, discuss it quieter!" Jill rejoined.

"Yes Mom!" They both said in unison. "We will!"

They heard the phone ring.

"Lenore! Phone!" Jill called up. "It's Lizzie!"

Mark looked at her shocked. "You mean, you've actually made friends? On your own?"

"Yes, Mark," Lenore began. "Unlike you, I can make my own friends."

She then skipped down the stairs leaving her brother standing there, trying to think of a comeback.

"Can you believe her?" Mark asked his brothers, who only smiled in response. "Augh! I'll be in my room!"

A.N.: Hope ya liked it. Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!!