"She's spending forever in there, did she fall in," Violet asked.

"I think I saw Molly go in there too, wonder what's going on in there," Patty wondered.

"Maybe they're making out," Peppermint Patty suggested.

"Trish, not every girl wants to make out with girls like you do," Frieda laughed.

"Maybe Trish is on to something," Franklin thought aloud, "ow!"

Violet kicked him.

"There she goes, with Molly," Marcie pointed.

They watched Molly and Lucy walk up to the counter, chatting, Molly handed her a pizza before getting the other, walking to the table.

"Hey, how do they get theirs first," Sally asked.

Pig Pen just covered his face.

"We were here first, you little bitch," Lucy snapped.

"You working here now, sister dear," Linus laughed.

"I'm just helping a girl out," she sat the pizza down, kissing Charlie as she sat down.

"I take back what I said, Molly," Violet said.

"Me too. I'm sorry, us fat girls need to stick together anyway," Frieda added

"Thanks guys, that means a lot," she smiled.

"Did Lucy put makeup on you, it looks good," Violet asked.

"Yeah, and I hope everything is right with your order."

"It is, Molly, appreciate your service " Marcie said.

"You do look pretty good," Franklin said.

"I agree," Schroeder said.

Violet and Frieda kicked them both.

"Ow!"

"That was the same leg," Franklin hissed.

Molly giggled, "enjoy your meal, don't hesitate if you need something."

"I'm tired of waiting, let's eat somewhere else, Pig Pen," Sally huffed.

He just looked at her.

"I'm sorry for the wait, we're just so busy and I'm working by myself. Your pizza should've just came out the oven."

Pig Pen looked up at Molly, slowly following her curves up to her newly done face.

"Never mind it, it's taken much too long, we're leaving! Let's go, Pig Pen."

"You go ahead."

"Excuse me? We came together, you're my ride… you're my boyfriend."

"Uh-huh," he kept his eyes on Molly.

"So… we're leaving," she ordered.

"Yeah, okay… I'll see you later, then."

"If you're not outside at your car in the next ten seconds, I'm walking," she got up.

"Yeah, sure," he looked at Molly.

Sally huffed outside.

"You got a minute to rest your feet?"

"What about Sally?"

"She's a bitch."

"You want your pizza to go?"

"I'll eat it here. You look like you've been on your feet for hours, you sure you don't want to rest your feet a little," he smiled.

"I guess I could… after I get your pizza," she walked away.

They watched Molly bring his pizza and sit down at the table.

"I really try not to be a bitch."

"That's good. My names Matt, actually."

"Molly… you know that already," she blushed.


"You did that, didn't you," Charlie kissed Lucy's cheek.

"Yes I did."

"Anybody would be better than Sally… no offense, Charlie," Schroeder said.

"Oh I know, trust me," Charlie laughed.

Everybody laughed, joked, ate, made out here and there.

"I love your mom, Patty, but I swear she thinks she's still sixteen," Violet laughed.

"She can be so embarrassing sometimes," Patty moaned.

"Still gotta be better than living back at home," Franklin said.

"Much better."

"When she went back stage, you'd think she was still in high school, but that's your mom," Lucy laughed.

"Our parents must've been real close friends at the time, and Trish's mom, and Lucy's mom beating up cheerleaders sounds awfully familiar," Schroeder said.

"What," Linus blurted," she never told us that."

"Like mothers, like daughters," Peppermint Patty proudly proclaimed with a fist.

"I heard them talking about it," Schroeder laughed, "I couldn't believe it."

"Everything okay over here," Molly asked.

"Is everything okay over there," Violet gave her a sly smile.

"Matt?"

"Yeah, girl, you get those digits yet," Patty asked.

"Not yet, we've just been talking here and there, he's so charming… and… he thinks I'm sexy," she blushed.

The girls squealed, the guys cringed.

"Thank you, Lucy. I owe you, I hope this works out!"

"No, no, I was a bitch to you, I owed you," she grabbed Charlie's hand, "everybody needs a break."

"I've got to get back to work, lemme know if you need anything," she trotted off.

"Look at her all happy and shit," Peppermint Patty smiled.

"That was you when we got together," Marcie smiled.

"I wasn't exactly like that."

"Yeah you were, I remember the phone call, like some valley girl," Charlie stated.

"Trish has a soft side, who'da thunk it," Frieda looked on.

"Ninja you came over my house and told me! I watched you literally skip away, bruh."

"Charlie, stop," Lucy giggled at being tickled, "oh! Not right there," she blushed.

"What're you doing to that poor girl," Marcie asked.

"He's tickling me," she cried.

"Or was he…," Schroeder wiggled a finger behind Frieda's knee.

"B-b-baby," she stuttered.

The others laughed.

"What was that," Peppermint Patty leaned in.

"Her knee," he cackled.

"Ah-ha… you're way over there, you can't get me," Violet taunted.

"I'll get you later."

"Promise?"

"Look at you ladies, literally weak in the knees," Peppermint Patty laughed.

Marcie had a devious look on her face, one quick movement, she brushed her hair aside, sucked on her earlobe. Peppermint Patty's eyes grew wide and her face flushed.

"I just had to do it," she said proudly.

"Oh Marcie! Get it girl," Lucy cheered.

"I didn't know she'd have it in her," Frieda laughed.

Peppermint Patty looked at Marcie laughing with everybody else, quickly yanking her hair. She took a deep breath, rolling her eyes back, she pulled her to a kiss, letting her go, so she could catch her breath. Peppermint Patty smiles triumphant.

"Now that! That I don't think we all thought she'd have that in her," Violet looked surprised.

"Don't you ever think of pulling my hair," Frieda pointed.

"You two are freaks," Lucy teased.

"Spoke the one with love cancer on her neck," Marcie retorted.

"Got'em," Franklin laughed.

"Watch out casting stones from that glass house," Linus laughed.

"Yeah, yeah… I know," Lucy waved, "wait, cancer?!"

"Love cancer," Peppermint Patty snickered.

"This is fun everybody, but after today, I'm tired," Lucy pulled out her purse.

"You just don't want your dad thinking things," Violet teased.

"Right. He's still mad about your last party," she pulled out her share, "some of this is Molly's tip, okay?"

"Gotcha," Linus said.

They said their goodbyes, walking to Charlie's car, once she shut the door with a sigh, she looked at him start the car.

"Charlie baby?"

"Yes Lu-Lu?"

"We did good tonight, right?"

"I'd like to think so."

"I don't really want to go home right now."

"Wha'dyu wanna do?"

"Can we go to the Lookout for a little while?"

"Of course we can," he pulled off.


With the pizza finished, and the bill paid, everybody took their leave. Molly was happy to see everything organized, then she saw the tip they left, she was more than thrilled, telling Pig Pen about the tip they left, quickly sticking it in her apron, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Two couples had their own ideas, Franklin and Violet, Marcie and Peppermint Patty. Franklin followed Violet home, so she could park her car, and left. Peppermint Patty and Marcie drove near the point to find a secluded spot, to not be seen, having a snicker and laugh, driving by the usual spots. Franklin had no such worries with his ride.

"Well, well," Franklin chuckled.

"Why are you laughing, Bae?"

"Look over there," he stopped.

"What, roll the window down," she leaned over him.

"Looks familiar?"

They watched a familiar black station wagon slowly rolling back and fourth on it's wheels, bobbing up and down, somebodies hand disturbed the fogged windows, and as they creeped by with the radio down, they heard a distinctive girly yell muffled.

"Oh my god, it's about time," she looked in awe.

"Get it ninja, get it," Franklin drove a little ways away from them.

Lost in the business, the wagon unbothered, continues it's slow dance.