A/N: Yes, it's me. I'm BAAA-AAACK! Yes, I know everyone is groaning out there:P, but live with it. So. On to answer my reviews! Ta-da. Or as Keely would say, ta-dow!

mondlering moofoot: First off, I'd like to tell you that you're one of my favorite reviewers. No offense to everyone else. Especially houdinicat3. NO OFFENSE! Anyways, thank you for your review. Johnny Depp ROCKS! Pirates of the Caribbean and Finding Neverland are awesome! You have to type in secret too? I feel your pain. I also say yay for fast updates. Once again, thank you for praising the in-character thing. I am also glad the one week to prove the reason thing or whatever it is. Also glad you like the schedule thing. That came to me in a vision. Or something. It is like a secretary or a wife. I guess. I can see sleepy Phil doing that too. I'm glad you can. Also, yeah, the lightbulb thing. That was pretty good, wasn't it? And poor Lloyd bumped his head. Yeah… that's gonna leave a mark. And here's the update. I'll try to keep up with your replies. Although it's giving me a hand cramp. Ouch.

majingml: Tanner did get what he deserves. No suing Keely either. Perhaps I'll make it that after a little, the whack gave him a bit of a concussion and he doesn't even remember it happened, other than the fact that he has a broken nose.

RiCA: I'm glad that you think it was nice and cute. Phil and Keely are going to be doing a lot of talking. There may be a happy ending, and there might not. I know, I know. Ain't I a stinker? I will probably put a song in it. I love music as much as, or more than, Phil of the Future. And I love Phil of the Future a ton! I'll try to make it longer, but you must remember, I have a very busy schedule. I have homework and it's my school's 75th anniversary and I've got tons to do. But I'll try my best.

Everybody else: Thank you for reviewing. I'm trying to answer all your reviews, but I've got to save energy for writing the actual story.

Well, here it comes. Enjoy!

Chapter 4

I Have to do What!

"Well, Phil, I think we've done just about everything." Keely was probably right. They'd visited Mad Max, and played for Tennis Master (it was a tie; they decided they could both be Tennis Master). They had brainstormed until they felt like dropping down dead. Keely grinned." Now, tomorrow night, it's the prom." Something clicked in Keely's brain. " Oh my God! Tomorrow's the prom!"

" Yeah, Keel. I know. You just said that." Phil rolled his eyes. Girls. They got so freaked out about dances. It almost made Phil want to laugh. Except he was too tired to laugh. All the brainstorming had worn him out like an old glove.

" No!" Keely's eyes bugged out. " It's the prom tomorrow, and I don't have a date, or a dress! Only losers go to the prom without a date and a new dress! Normally, I would have gotten both weeks ago, but because of all the homework, and the thing with the time machine, it was swept from my mind completely!" Keely threw her hands towards the heavens. " Why must you do this to me, all powerful Guy in Charge of the Karma? Why? Why? WHY!" Phil stared as his friend. Pim did the same as she stared at Keely. People did normally do that kind of thing in the Diffy living room.

" Geez, Keely. " Phil looked at his friend. " I had no idea a dance could be so important." Phil realized that he had said the wrong thing when Keely continued to shriek.

" This isn't just a dance, Phil! This is THE dance! The dance that will mark you forever as cool or loser. And if I don't get a date and a dress, I'm going to be labeled loser!" Keely got up and began to pace. Phil and Pim watched her pace back and forth. Back and forth. Phil decided that he had to do something, and fast, before Keely wore a hole into the living room floor with her pacing.

" Keely?" Phil grabbed her by the arm. " How about this? You and Tia go look for a dress for you, and I take you to the prom?" Keely stopped pacing and looked at Phil.

" You would really do that for me?" Keely asked Phil in a slightly disbelieving voice. Phil nodded. Keely's mouth widened into a smile. "Yay!" She hugged Phil tightly around the middle. This hug was a lot like the huge after the backpack incident. Pim, disgusted, pretended to stick her finger down her throat and promptly left the living room. As Keely continued to hug him, Phil's face began to turn blue.

" Keely?" Phil wheezed. " You're cutting off the circulation and the oxygen to my upper body." Keely looked up and realized Phil was right. She proceeded to let go.

"Oops. " Keely whispered. " My bad." Phil shook his head to signify that it was okay. Keely grinned. "Good. I have some major shopping to do. Now, I'll have my corsage delivered to you—"

Phil interrupted. " Why don't I order it?" Keely shook her head at Phil.

" I want my dress to be a surprise, and you can't order the corsage without knowing what the dress looks like. Otherwise they won't match." Keely headed for the front door. " Well, gotta go. Bye!" She hurried out the front door. Phil shook his head. He might have been good at math, but he was never going to figure out how Keely's mind worked.

The next evening, Phil had just finished getting dressed. He straightened his tie and gelled up his hair. He hurried out the front door and ran to the house next door. He rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. Keely's mom hurried to the door and yanked it open. Upon seeing who it was, she turned and yelled up the stairs. " Keely? Phil's here!" Keely yelled back.

" Yeah, alright. I'm coming!" The door to Keely's room opened and she stepped out. Phil's jaw dropped. Keely looked great. She was dressed in a pale blue strapless dress with a long flowing skirt. The dress sparkled, as it was sprinkled with silvery glitter. Keely had her hair up with a small band of blue forget-me-nots. Her small purse was covered with them too. Forget-me-nots hung from her earrings and a medium sized forget-me-not blossom was the charm on a silver chain around her neck. Her shoes went perfectly with her dress. Keely grinned at Phil, who was still staring, openmouthed. Keely stepped down the stairs and walked up to Phil. She put her index finger under Phil's chin and pushed his mouth shut. His teeth made snapping sound when they were pressed together. Phil just stood there. Keely waved her hand in front of Phil's face. " Uh, Phil? Anybody in there?" Phil blinked and rubbed his eyes.

"Sorry." Phil looked Keely up and down again. "By the way, you look great." Keely blushed. " I guess shopping with Tia paid off." He pulled Keely's corsage in its box out of his pocket. Phil opened the box and grinned at its contents. " Of course. Baby's breath and forget-me-nots. How could I not see that coming?" He took the corsage out and slid it around Keely's wrist. Mrs. Teslow's eyes filled up with happy tears.

" My little baby's growing up." She pulled Keely into a hug. Mrs. Teslow turned to look at Phil. "Come on, get in on this hug." She pulled Phil into the hug as well. After she had finished hugging them, she pulled them in front of the fireplace. " I just have to take a picture of this." She ran to get her camera. Keely turned to Phil.

" So. How are we getting to the prom?" Keely asked. Phil smiled a mischievous smile.

" Don't you worry about that, Keel. We're going to travel in style." Phil replied. Keely grinned.

" Did you get a limo?" She looked pleadingly at him. " Please tell me you got a limo!"

Phil was about to answer when Keely's mom hurried back with her camera. She pushed Phil and Keely closer together. She then stood back to admire the effect. Mrs. Teslow grinned. She pressed a button on the camera. The camera emitted a flash of light, and as Phil and Keely blinked, Mrs. Teslow spoke to them. " Okay. Now you can go." Phil and Keely hurried out of the house. Phil took Keely by the hand.

"Come on." He led her out of the house and to his backyard. Keely looked around, feeling pretty confused.

"Uh, Phil?" She looked at him. "Where's the mode of transportation?" She scanned the backyard again. "I don't see anything except for a hammock, the shed, and your…" She stared at Phil's orange skyak. She realized what Phil was thinking. He grinned at her. Keely looked horrified.

"Oh, no. No way. No way am I riding the skyak to my senior prom, wearing this dress! Phil, are you out of your 18-year-old mind?" Phil made sad eyes in Keely's direction. Keely looked away. Phil persisted. Keely still ignored his eyes. Phil sighed.

"You know, Keel, this may be one of our last skyak rides together. Please?" Phil made sad eyes again.

Keely tried to ignore them again, but it was too difficult. It was very hard to resist the sad dog eyes. Keely sighed. "Okay." Phil's eyes brightened and he held out a helmet to Keely. She wouldn't take it. "But on one condition."

"And that would be?" Phil asked Keely questioningly.

Keely grinned. "You have to let me call you Philly Willy again."

Phil's mouth was about to form a defiant no, when he stopped to think. He tapped his chin with his pointer finger and paced around the yard a little. Phil finally stopped and turned to Keely. He sighed. "Oh… okay."

Keely cheered and took one the helmets from Phil's hands and placed it carefully on her head, as not to mess up her hair. Phil put his own helmet on, not as carefully as Keely did. That was understandable. Most males don't care much about their hair. (A/N: With the exception of Jesse from Full House, of course.)

Phil got on the skyak as Keely climbed on behind him. She gently hugged him around the waist, so she wouldn't fall off. Before they took off, she did one thing rather surprising, and one not so surprising. She smiled at Phil. "Thank you, Philly Willy." Phil, at first, tried hard not to wince, but then felt only like smiling… only after Keely kissed him on the cheek! (A/N: You guys are probably all going "Yes!" And so am I! Yes! pumps fist into air) He touched the cheek where Keely had kissed him, and sighed, just softly enough so that Keely didn't hear him. He revved up the skyak and he and Keely flew into the night sky with the glimmer of a star.

A/N: Woohooo! Was that good or WHAT? Do I deserve a high five, or do I deserve a high five? P.S. I'm thinking that was the longest chapter so far. Consider yourselves special for me to spend so much time on this. Now review. Review or I will not start writing the next chapter until Spring Break! And I consider that harsh!