Disclaimer: I don't own Fillmore.
Chapter 4: Hooked
Ingrid laid on her bed with Check-Matey next to her. "So what are you going to do when you're a free man?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you cost Fulsome her trophy, she's probably going to come down hard."
"I guess that's true."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know… Maybe hang out with you some more."
"Don't I feel special?"
"You should."
"Well, I do."
He smiled and kissed her gently.
They were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Hold on," she said, getting up. She opened the door and stepped back. "Fillmore? What are you doing here?"
"Fulsome's pissed that Check-Matey ran off. He messed up her chance at a trophy. She says that she's suspending him whenever he turns up. And to top it all off, she's actually going to turn the headquarters into a yoga studio."
"That sucks…"
"Yeah… Can I come in?" He pushed the door open and was shocked to see Check-Matey on her bed. "Um, explanation?"
"Okay so I lied, Check-Matey didn't run off. He didn't want to play, so I didn't make him."
"But because of this the safety patrol is over."
"Sorry."
"And I have a feeling that you had another reason for not sending him down there."
"Your point?"
"It's a stupid reason to get the safety patrol disbanded."
"Well, sorry if I'm not little miss perfect, okay?"
"You don't even get it."
"Get what?"
"That the safety patrol is more important than anything else."
"Maybe to you. To me other things are more important."
"Whatever, it's your choice. I'm out." Fillmore walked out of the room and her house all together.
Check-Matey stood up. "At least we have each other."
Ingrid smile. "Yep, we do."
AN: COMPLETE! Sorry it took so long to update but since my keyboard's screwed up I have to use my mom's laptop and I can only use it every once in a while. Anyways, please R&R on my last chapter!