This is my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy. I don't own Rugrats All Grown Up

Intro

When I heard the echoes of "Fight! Fight!" from the main hallway, I immediately turned and headed that way.

"Tommy!" I hear a familiar whimpering voice coming from the crowd.

"They're saying Kimi's in the fight!" Chuckie Finster cried

This took me aback. Kimberly Wantanabe Finster had changed into a crisp clean 'straightener' (Lil's words for the group, not mine) after the past few months. She'd never do anything like this.

Let me explain myself. It started when we all went to a small sleepover that began to change our lives.

Chapter one- Anger and Tears (Tommy's POV)

But world is black,

And hearts are cold.

And there's no hope,

That's what I'm told.

The World is Black, Good Charlotte

Everything all began when Lil decided to plan that everyone should sleepover at her and Phil's house, and we should make it a weekly event, rotating houses.

"The guys have to give up video games for the night, and Kimi and I must have makeovers." Lil enforced. Phil had his own point of view, and when she said "No video games" he looked like he was about to cry. Before he had a chance to wallow, Kimi stepped up and argued first.

"What? I like playing video games with the guys!" she pouted.

Lil rolled her eyes. "Fine. While we have our makeovers, the guys can play video games." Ouch. For Kimi this is a lose-lose situation. Lil's hard to argue with. Kimi just kept pouting. Phil and I laughed and slapped high-fives.

"Please, no high speed racing games or sports games. I'm not good at those in real life, so I can't be good at those in video games." Chuckie whined. Once again, Lil rolled her eyes.

So it was settled. The week went by quicker than a roadrunner, and I was soon on the doorstep of the Deville's house, ringing the doorbell. Phil shows up in the doorway.

"Hey Tommy. Chuckie and Kimi are already here. Go set your stuff in my room, but be careful of the raging dragon who just went to her room to do a makeover with Kimi. We're banished from Lil's room for the rest of this sleepover. Man, we tried to beg for her forgiveness after we knocked over a bottle of nail polish with my soccer ball, but she just stomped off, muttering foul words under her breath. Anyway, come down to the den to play 'San Andreas' when you're done."

I set my belongings in Phil's room, and when I left, I bumped into Lil. Unlike me, I blushed.

"Ohh… Hi Tommy. What's Up? Umm…" Lil stuttered calmly (I thought she was in a bad mood…)
"LIL! I need that clip! NOW!" Kimi interruptedly screamed down the hallway. Lil rushed down the hallway in a hurry to the bathroom. I just shrugged and headed toward the den.
"AHH!" I hear Chuckie's screech in the den. I chuckle and head on. Chuckie, Phil and I end up playing video games until 9, which then Lil and Kimi end up finished with their 'makeover'.

"Presenting… The astounding wonderful and beautiful Kimi and Lilly!" Lil announces as they enter. My jaw dropped and so did Phil's. The girls looked…dazzling. Kimi had on a baby blue dress and sparkling makeup. Lil had a 'Prep' top on with a layered white skirt, purple eye shadow, light pink lip-gloss, and her hair was up, with a clip holding it. Lil looked so…umm, how do I put this: Cute, Pretty, Breathtaking, Beautiful, and umm…HOT. I just stood there gaping after the two left, until Phil whispered, "Oh Man does Kimi look hot!" into my ear, and unfortunately Chuckie heard.

"What did you say about my sister? I swear Deville…!" Chuckie deathly whispered, so I eventually I had to break up their fight.
"Listen, I got your copies of E's new c.d., and I just have to go get them… and please, when I get back here, I don't want to see either of you in a headlock." I alleged.

"Yes Mom!" They both mocked. I sighed and once again headed to the horror room of Phil Deville. That's when I heard it. Sobs. Kimi.

"I didn't…I swear Lil…he won't ever…not after what happened last year…God, did you see the way he looked at me? I don't understand your brother…I try so hard for him to like me…I mean…" Then she exploded into tears. I wanted to burst in to that bathroom and reassure Kimi, but I couldn't because: 1: Kimi and Lil would think I was evading their privacy and 2: It'd be way too embarrassing, especially with Lil.

So I gently knocked on the door and lightly said, "Uh, pizza should be here in a couple of minutes." They thanked me; Kimi's voice was still quivering.

Since everything I heard and saw at that sleepover, Kimi changed a lot. (Everyone else did, too, like I like Lil a lot more than I did then.) She started to dress up everyday and became friends with Angelica's group (shiver). Phil was oblivious to everything Kimi was doing for him. He dismissed it like it was an old 'F' on a math test. Everything seemed wrong; our group was splitting up. Chuckie was a part of an everyday-after school- study group, and he even sat with them during lunch. Since it was basketball season, Phil is hanging out with those jocks. Kimi is hanging out with the straightener girls (A.K.A. Angelica's preppy popular group of girls who straighten their hair everyday). Even my own kid brother found a girl who is actually into the same stuff he is. It's just Lil and me now, and it's really strange and kind of awkward. We never have sleepovers with everyone anymore. Which leads me here now.

"Tommy! Did you hear me? They're saying my innocent little powder-puff straightener sister is fighting with someone!" Chuckie screeches. I snap back to life.

"Chuckie, the only way we can get to Kimi is if we get through the crowd. The only way we can get through the crowd is by pushing. Come on!" I order

"WAIT!" a voice squeaks through the air. I turn and see Lil. "Tommy, I'm going in too."

"Okay. Let's link so we don't get separated." I agree.

We push, and shove, and push some more, but we can't get through. Finally, we pull apart the crowd and make it. We gasp at what we all see. Kimi looks like she got punched in the lip because it's swollen and bleeding, but her eyes are full of anger, and her teeth are clenched. She's on the floor trying to make more punches at the enemy who is also on the floor with her. But I can see that she wants to burst, to cry.

Because holding his stomach and covering his eye is Phillip Deville, the boy who became Kimberly Wantanabe Finster's mortal enemy.

"What the Dickens is going on here!" Principal Pangborn roars, scarring everyone except Lil, Chuckie, Kimi, Phil, and I run away. We try to sneak away but…

"YOU FIVE! MY OFFICE! PRONTO!"

We all sulk to the office in shock or enraged.

"Thomas Pickles? The principal will see you now." The secretary ordered. I didn't get it. I am first. Kimi and Phil are at the nurse's office, so I understand why he can't talk to them. What I don't get is why the siblings (Lil and Chuckie) aren't called in first. I sway into the office.

"Pickles. I understand that the troublemakers are both of your friends. I also understand that their siblings are your friends, too. What I don't understand is why they would fight." Pangborn says as he messes with his hair, "This is by far stranger than any one of your brother's cases. What do you think?"

"I don't know sir. I was surprised myself when I saw that they were fighting."

"I suppose. I just want you to know that I called you into this room first because I wanted to hear your side of everything before I have defendants and the causes yelling. Are you sure you don't have any idea why the two would be fighting?" he looks me in the eye, "I know when someone is trying to hide something from me, and you, Pickles, are one of them. Fess up. Now."

I squirm in my seat, then I answer, "Well, I'm not totally sure, but I think Kimi finally got fed up enough to get in a fight with Phil. Why? I have a hunch, but not a lead. It could be because Kimi likes Phil or Phil could've provoked Kimi by saying something."

Pangborn sighs and scribbles something down. "I don't understand it either, but you've been help. Here, take this pass, and head straight to class. No interruptions. You may leave now. If you see your brother, please tell him our meeting is off today."

I am so confused by today's events that I don't even realize that I passed up my science class. It was a good thing because there was my little brother, walking up the hall backwards, swinging a pass.

"Hey T. aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"Oh yeah. Let me tell you a little about why. And for future reference, your Pangborn meeting is off." So I take another five minutes explaining. I check my watch and head to class.

God, today will be a day everyone will remember for a long time.

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