Disclaimer: I do not own Full House. I will never own Full House. I only own the characters you've never seen. And I do not own the rights to Whose Line is it Anyway (some jokes will be taken from there in the future), although I'd give anything to own it.

A/N: Thanks again for all the reviews in Wedding Bells Are Ringing, especially you, FH Fan

This is set right after DJ and Steve's honeymoon.

This is the first of many sequels you'll see. All my stories will be continuations of the last. So far I only have one more planned after this one, but an idea will come to me soon enough. PG for mild cursing in the future and something Michelle says in this chapter that may be a little…eh. Enjoy The First Real Kiss!

Summary: Joey meets a girl that he becomes best friends with. Will they become more?

Chapter 1 – Bob's Diner

There was a knock on the front door one Sunday afternoon. Thirteen-year-old Michelle Tanner ran to get it. She flung the door open. "DJ! Steve!"

"Michelle!" DJ, age twenty-two began hugging her youngest sister, "I missed you so much,"

"DJ's back!" eighteen-year-old Stephanie Tanner happily screeched, running in the room. "Dad! Joey! DJ and Steve are back from they're honeymoon!"

Danny and Joey ran into the living room. It became a huge family hug-fest. "How was Hawaii?" Joey asked.

"Perfect!" Steve said, "Absolutely perfect,"

Michelle took DJ aside. "How was the…you know?" she whispered.

"The 'you know' never happened, Michelle," DJ said, "But it was so romantic kissing in the Hawaiian sunset!"

"Are you sure?"

"Michelle," DJ laughed at playfully punched her sister's shoulder.

Everyone sat in the living room talking. Danny, Joey, and the girls talked about they had missed in San Francisco, and DJ and Steve talked about how wonderful everything was in Hawaii. "Deej, we'd better head to our apartment," Steve said about an hour later, "We still have some unpacking to do."

"Your right. Bye everyone!"

"I'll help you guys unpack!" Stephanie said.

"Me too!" Michelle said, following her sister out the door. Danny followed behind.

"You wanna come, Joey?" Steve asked on his way out.

"No, I have to work on my taxes." Steve was so excited about this "new life" that he didn't realize that taxes were due the week before.

Joey didn't really want to come, really. He didn't want to help set up they're first house. He had been single as long as he could remember. That was the life he wished for, your new apartment with your wife.

It was around noon. Joey was hungry, but he didn't feel like cooking. He decided to go out. Maybe try a new place. He grabbed his car keys and headed out the door.

Joey had arrived at a Bob's Diner, and small place he had seen before but never walked in. It was pretty empty, except for a motorcycle gang and a woman in a T-shirt about five sizes too big. He didn't want to sit alone, so he walked up to the girl's booth. "Is this seat taken?" he asked.

The girl looked up. "Oh, go ahead."

She looked about thirty, with silky brown hair. Joey noticed she didn't have a ring on either of her fingers.

"You look kind of upset," Joey commented, "Is everything alright?"

"I guess," she said, "Me, my brother, and my cousins got another bad review."

"Review? Are you in the music business?"

"No, comedy," the girl answered, "I perform skits with my family, kind of like Mad TV, at a place called The Laugh Shack."

"I used to be a regular there," Joey said, "I did stand-up."

"Maybe Jack, that's my brother, has seen you perform."

"Ever see Joey Gladstone?"

"You're Joey Gladstone!" the girl said excitedly, "My brother's been to all of your performances,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, he says your amazingly funny," she said, "I'm Caytlinne Becalle."

"Nice to meet you, Caytlinne."

A waitress came up to the table. "Can I take your order?"

"I'll just have a BLT," Caytlinne said, handing over the simple paper menu.

"Make that two," Joey said. The waitress jotted that down and left.

"So, Caytlinne," Joey asked. "Have you lived here long?"

"No, I just moved here two months ago from New Jersey."

"Really?"

"Yeah. My brother persuaded me to move up here with my sister, Anna," she said. "We live in Jack's basement."

"We have a lot in common," Joey said, "I've lived in my best friend's attic since '86."

"Really?"

"Sort of," he said, "First the alcove, then the garage, then a bedroom, then the attic."

Caytlinne laughed.

"It was fun no matter where they put me. My friend, his daughters, his brother-in-law…"

"Wow," Caytlinne said, "Is it nice living there?"

Joey nodded, "It's the kind of life I'd always dreamed of."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, a big family. It was just me and my mom when I was growing up."

"I've never had a small family," Caytlinne said, twirling a strand of her hair, "As an Italian it's kinda hard not too." That made Joey laugh.

"So, were you in financial trouble when you moved in with him or…" Caytlinne asked.

"No, you see…" Joey said, "When his wife died I moved in to help with his daughters. His brother-in-law, Jesse moved in, too."

Caytlinne nodded.

"Then Jesse got married and had twin boys. It was kinda like the Brady Bunch life I'd always dreamed of."

"Woah, sounds like a full house!"

"Oh, you have no idea," Joey said. The waitress brought the sandwiches to the table.

At the apartment, two of the three boxes were unpacked and organized, thanks to Danny. "Okay," Danny said, "We've got your living room set, the kitchen stuff is in the kitchen, all we need to do is put DJ's stuff in the bedroom."

"Sounds easy enough," Michelle said, opening the last box. "Wow! That's a lot of stuff!"

"Do you really need all…" Stephanie started to say, but a lot of it was stuff from when her mom was still alive. Things like photo albums, souvenirs, and the charm bracelet she had received when Michelle was born.

"I remember this," Danny said, picking up a teddy bear. "We won this for you at a carnival, Deej. You had to be only one or two years old."

"I've seen this before," Michelle said, picking up the charm bracelet.

"You still have that picture, DJ?" Stephanie picked up a picture of they're Mom and Uncle on Halloween when they were kids. Pam was a vampire and Jesse was Elvis, as he was every year.

Caytlinne and Joey had stayed in the diner long after they finished their BLTs. They talked about everything from their families to their high schools to what music they liked. Joey felt like he was talking to Danny or Joey, only in a pretty girl's body. When they ran out of stuff to talk about, Joey said, "Your hair looks really nice."

"Uh…thanks," Caytlinne wasn't used to comments like that from people outside her family. The last time she had dated was at age sixteen.

Joey looked at his watch. "Five already!" he exclaimed, "The Flintstones start in an hour. I'd better go."

"You're a fan, too?"

"Who isn't?"

Caytlinne laughed. "It was really nice talking to you Joey."

"Hey, do you have a show coming up at all?"

"Yeah, on Wednesday night, around eight," Caytlinne said, "You don't need to pay."

"I think I'm free."

""You're coming!" Caytlinne sounded almost excited.

"Sure," Joey said. They both walked out the door. "I'll see you Wednesday."

"I'm looking forward to it already."

No one was home when Joey got in. "I guess they went out," he said. He sat down on the couch, thinking about the day. He had eaten a meal with a pretty girl, who didn't think he was weird, and she had invited him to see her show. "Pretty good day." When Joey said "pretty", he thought of Caytlinne. Her hair, her clothes (even if they were too big), her smile. She was quite pretty. "Maybe I should pick out something to wear…" Joey ran upstairs. He could always catch the show later.

When Caytlinne got home, her brother was in the living room playing Mario Kart. "Set any records?" she asked.

"I wish," Jack answered, "How was your day?"

"Guess who I ate with at Bob's?"

"Um…you've got me,"
"Joey Gladstone!"

Jack paused his game, "You mean, the same one with the great Popeye impression?"

"Yup," Caytlinne said, running her fingers through her hair, "And he's coming to our next show!"

"Really?"

"Who's coming?" Anna asked walking in the room.

"Joey Gladstone!" Jack jumped up. "I've got to go call Mom and Dad!"

"Sometimes I think he's fifteen instead of twenty-five," Caytlinne said.

"You're not alone, Cay," Anna said, picking up the game controller and finishing her brother's race.

Caytlinne walked to the basement and flopped down on her bed. Joey had been so fun to be around. He was funny, sweet, "And he had such a great laugh," Caytlinne said softly. She couldn't wait to get to her show on Wednesday. She checked her watch. "Yaba-daba-do time!" she said, thinking about Joey sitting at home, laughing at the same jokes.

When everyone got home, Stephanie went upstairs. She heard Joey whistling in the attic. She walked up. "You sound happy, Joey."

"I am," he said, "I met this great girl in a diner today. She's a comedian, too."

"Sounds like a the type of person you'd like."

"She invited me to her show on Wednesday."

"Ooh, sounds fun!"

"You want to come with me?"

"Sure," Stephanie said, "I never have any plans anyway."

A/N: How'd I do? Please review!