Title: Dare you to move

Author: alienangel19852003

Summary: Summertime is rapidly approaching in Pickford and Phil, Keely, Owen, and Via are bored. Owen suggests a game of dare will his game be the thing that brings them all closer than before?

Rating: T, sexuality, language, teen partying,

Disclaimer: I don't own POTF.

A/n: I have a pretty good idea where this story is headed, this chapter and another and that's it for this one. I've had a great time writing it up until now. Your reviews have been great. I might do a sequel, I'm not too sure if I'll have time to fight with my computer. Well, hopefully this time next week I will be gainfully employed at a fast food joint and well on my way to purchasing a better computer. Anybody have a slightly functioning hardrive they wanna give to me…lol…Title comes from the genius Kurt Cobain.

"Spring is here, tender age in bloom"

Phil woke up the next day forgetting for a moment where he was. He was expecting to hear Pim's stereo blasting the latest jam her and Little Danny were working on, his parents arguing about whether or not his father should wear pants, and sound of the smoke alarm going off from his mother's attempt to make breakfast.

He opened his eyes and saw the sun streaming through the pink and purple bedroom, and he remembered that the night before hadn't been a strange and very erotic dream. He stared up through the sheer netting of the canopy bed at the purple and sliver ceiling, Keely's bedroom was sweet enough to give a Girl Scout cavities.

Her bed was so soft it seemed like one giant pillow, he wasn't used to such comfort. The first day he'd been in her room he'd nicknamed her bed Senor Fluff. He really didn't buy his mattress for comfort actually they didn't buy furniture at all, his mother zapped some with the Wizard. Pim had actually wanted to camp out in the living room until the Time Machine was fixed, he didn't care however just as long as he wasn't sleeping on the ground if he would have known he could have gotten a down mattress like Keely's he surely would've. And if he could get a Keely Teslow to come standard with it that would have been even better.

Phil wondered if his fourteen year old self could have handed this turn of events three years ago. It had taken awhile for the carnality of this century to seep into him, his sister was far easier to corrupt. He didn't even think his parents were sexually active before coming here. In the future it wasn't a necessary function only a select few people did it and most of those people had to do it to make their money.

If only the rest of the people in 2121 knew what he knew they probably would have kept it around, it was something he found that neither of them could get enough of. He glanced at Keely's alarm clock it was only six fifteen and the house was silent. He got up no longer able to ignore his bladder. He pulled on his boxers and made his way down the hall. Keely had her own bathroom but instead of being adjoined to her room it was across the hall.

He reached through the slit in his boxers and was doing his business when he noticed Keely was standing in the doorway without a stitch on.

"I was hoping you weren't trying to sneak away again." She smirked.

"Nope just answering the call of nature," He said absently surprisingly this wasn't the least bit awkward.

"Alright, I'll get us some towels and when you finish up start the shower and I'll come and join you." She said making her way down the hall.

Phil couldn't help but grin. Sex with Keely in the shower was a fantasy of his, albeit the shower he fantasized about was the one in the girl's locker room but that wasn't the point.


Keely walked down the hall to the linen closet, she got out some towels and closed it coming face to face with Via.

"I see we're wearing the same outfit." Via joked.

Neither of them were wearing anything.

Keely laughed.

"I take it you had a good night." Via said.

"It was creat." Keely beamed.

"What?"

"It's a Phil thing, cool and great. Creat." She explained.

"Oh, I'll see you later, thanks for letting us crash here. I'd better get back to Owen he's expecting his pizza." Via said.

"Okay," she said heading back down to the bathroom thankful that it wasn't Owen she'd run into.

When she walked in she saw that Phil had started the shower and was already in it, smiling she put the towels over by the sink and got in with him. He pretended not to notice her at first, but she knew he could feel when she walked into a room, just like she could always feel him. A weird connection they'd had from practically the first day they met.

She kissed the back of his neck and he moaned for her before turning to face her. She put her arms around his shoulders feeling his hard wet muscles, as he wrapped his arms around her waist molding their bodies together as he kissed her. She couldn't help grinding her body against his letting him know that she yearned for nothing more than the sweet slow dance of skin on skin.

She loved how kissing him in the shower almost felt like they were kissing in the rain, it was wet and desperate and she loved every minute of it.

He broke off the kiss, "Keels, my parents are expecting us over there at seven thirty for breakfast. Let's just shower now, we've got all week to play."

"What if she won't let you come play with me anymore?" Keely asked poking out her lower lip.

"It's the lip, I'm gonna get that lip." He leaned in kissing her passionately for a moment gently biting her lip as he parted from her.

Keely giggled, "Come on Philly-Willy let's get cleaned up."

She reached for her sponge and her body wash and began to squeeze some out on the sponge. He watched with a curious expression as she began to wash his shoulders neck and chest.

"Phil, relax just let me take care of you." Keely whispered gently caressing his skin with the sponge.

He moaned letting her have complete control until well he lost his and pushed her up against the shower wall kissing her. They kissed until the water had gotten cold and they had no other choice but to wash up and get from under the freezing spray. They made their way back to her room.

Keely dropped her towel as soon as the door was closed and went to her closet rummaging for something to wear finding a blue polo shirt that was too tight, and denim mini skirt she was satisfied. She turned to find her boyfriend still standing there watching her with his towel tied around his waist looking dripping wet, delectable, and confused.

"What's wrong?"

"I just got caught up watching you. I wish you didn't have to put on anything today."

She smirked, "We could skip school and breakfast at your parents and stay in bed all day, if you want."

"We can't do that, it's the last day of school for the juniors and there's the yearbook signing and the taping the last episode of the morning report, before senior year starts."

"You're right…" she sighed.

"I just remembered my stuff is in the guest room."

"But your Wizard is on my dresser." Keely smirked, "Let me pick out something for you to wear."

"Nothing pink."

"Never pink for my big strong Philly-Willy." Keely said.

Keely clicked a button on the Wizard and found him something to wear, the jeans he liked, a lime green polo, boxers, and socks. She saw how surprised he was to see she wasn't putting him in anything frilly, and just plain queer. She turned back to the task of dressing herself. She got halfway dressed and found her boyfriend sitting on the bed watching her with an expression she could only describe as preditory, he was dressed which she couldn't help but pout at the loss of seeing all that tanned skin.

"I really wish we could just skip breakfast." he told her.

"Tell me why." she said going over and straddling his lap.

"Cause I think I'll just eat you..." He said.

"I like the sound of that..." She told him.

She put her arms around his neck, and repositioned herself on his lap acutely aware of his erection and the fact that she was only dressed in a thin pair of boy shorts and a bra.

"Keely we can't," he whispered, cupping her ass for a minute before repositioning her on the bed.

"Why not? You want to...I want to, there isn't any reason why we can't." she told him.

"I made a commitment to my mother, and you know I'm not the kind of guy who breaks commitments." Phil told her.

"I know, Phil. But I hate having to deny ourselves anymore than we already have." Keely said.

"I understand, but you're not going to want for nothing when you're with me. I'm going to satisfy you everyway imaginable. I promise that, but for now we've got to finished getting dressed and I gotta take care of this." Phil said.

"Alright," Keely whispered, closing her eyes as he kissed her lightly on the lips before leaving the room.

"Are you sure we can't do a quickie?" she asked.

"We don't do quickies Keel, you know that better than I do." he said over his shoulder.

She smirked before getting up and finishing getting dressed. He was right they didn't do quickies, they didn't seem to rush through their friendship to get to the lover status, so they weren't going to rush through the making love aspect either. She got dressed quickly and walked in to the hallway, she knew her boyfriend wasn't far away and he was touching himself and thinking of her. The more she thought about the more aroused she became. She knew she didn't have time to address the problem, but she knew Phil would make it alright later.

She could hear his soft grunts and the way he occasionally panted her name through the closed door, she made her way back into her room to find some shoes to wear. Shoes would keep her mind off sex for a little while. If she didn't do something to stop thinking about it as soon he opened that door she was going to be on him, no doubt about that.


Phil finished himself cleaned up and returned to find Keely sitting on her bedroom floor staring intently at two pairs of shoes.

"Teslow, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Flip flops or Chucks I can't decide." She whispered.

"Whichever you think you can put on in the next two minutes would probably be the best choice."

She glared at him and put on her shoes. She stood and he could see the way her shirt clung tightly to her body, and he was reminded of what he'd just had go do, and he blushed.

"Come on let's go Keels…" he said taking her by the hand and leading her out of the room and downstairs.

Owen and Via were in the kitchen making their breakfast of pizza leftover from the day before, had Phil known his mother was attempting to make waffles at home he probably would have snagged a box.

"Barb, what is this?" Lloyd asked looking at the smoldering bumpy waffles his wife had set on the table.

Phil could only assume she'd used cornmeal instead of flour for the batter.

"Waffles, duh!" she responded.

Little Danny and Pim came in from outside.

"What is that smell?" Pim asked.

"Yeah, it smells like Messerschmitt's class."

"Oh yeah, failure and burnt food." Pim said.

"Hey, kids why don't you sit down grab a plate grab a fork and dig in." Barb said.

"No, thanks, Mrs. Diffy I had some Fun Dip before coming over here." Little Danny said.

"Yeah, and I sprayed myself some doughnuts and juice." Pim reported.

"What about you guys?" Barb asked.

"Uh…I'm not hungry Mrs. Diffy, I started a new diet. New bikini." Keely said.

"Anorexic." Pim coughed.

"Funny," Phil scowled at his sister.

"I know right." Pim laughed.

"Barb, okay, I'm going to tell you this because I think you should have heard this by now. You can do a lot of things well, I mean a lot and you know what I'm talking about but cooking isn't one of those things." Lloyd said gently.

Phil thought his mother would be crushed, she worked hard cooking and cleaning and doing everything the old fashioned way and she liked doing that kind of stuff. So for the past three and half years, they'd toughed it out, the salad with the dead fish in it, that meat loaf that looked like a burnt moon rock and tasted a lot like one too, and memorably the time she didn't use a skillet to cook bacon but set it on top of the stove eye and ended up setting the kitchen on fire.

To his surprise his mother laughed, "Why do you think I always fix myself a bowl of cereal during dinner?"

"Well, can't you spare us please we have our future technology for a reason and reason is that none of us can cook with maiming or poisoning ourselves in the process." Pim said, possibly referring to the time their father had made chill and set himself on fire.

"Fine, let me get rid of these and we'll have some nice waffles straight from the can," Barb said.

"I'll never get used to the fact that you guys are from the future." Little Danny said.

"I'm sure you will once you see the laser nose trick dozen times," Keely said dryly, as the bad pancakes were zapped away and replaced with better ones.

Phil rubbed Keely's knee whenever his father made an embarrassing joke. Breakfast wasn't nearly as tense as he thought it would be, Pim was mildly restrained, his father didn't give out any sex advice, and his mother wasn't being overly nosy, factor in that Little Danny was on a high from the powdered sugar he piled on his waffles and couldn't sit still he spazzed and spilled milk on the floor.

When they were about to head to school his mother managed to rope them into coming to family game night.

"I'm sure they have better things to do than come to silly old game night Barb," his father was saying.

"Actually, we did have plans…" Phil started, but his mother went into guilt trip mode major.

"I don't know how many years your father and I have left," she sniffled, "And you and your sister are getting to that age where everything else is more important than family."

"We'd love to come, is seven okay?" Keely suggested.

"Seven it is, you kids have fun today at school."

Classes went by in a daze, Phil couldn't get over the events of the night before or what happened in the shower this morning, he smelled like her. It was a turn on in and of itself. He was minding his on business trying to think of everything but his inevitable arousal when someone came up and covered his eyes with their hands.

The touch was so light and warm, the scent so familiar, "Keely," he couldn't help that his voice sounded deeper and huskier than normal.

"What's with the voice don't tell me you wanna sneak out of Schmitty's last class and get a little backseat action?"

"How about we skip lunch, and play around in the broadcast lab."

"I'm afraid it's occupado my friend. Already barked up that tree, Owen and Via were assigned to clean it, they're downloading the new video by Atreyu." Keely said.

"Well, we can kick them out. We are co-presidents of the videolab." He said.

"Yeah, I thought of that too, Hackett changed the locks to one he has a key to." Keely said.

"Well, we've got an hour until school gets out." Phil said.

"You're going to have to tough it out, you're the one who came this morning not me." She pointed out.

"Yeah, and I'm going to have to again because you're so close to me. Wearing that…"


Keely looked down at her tight polo shirt and tiny skirt and smirked, "You know you love the easy access. Just wait till you can have access."

As it turned out the opportunity for access never presented itself, a major Pimcrisis landed then at Phil's house after school. Phil was in older brother protector mode and looking after Pim who was crying over a prank Candida had managed to pull off that turned her hair an unflattering shade of green. Everyone at school had laughed at her, but she wasn't allowed to leave school to try to get it out.

The problem was easily fixed with the Wizard but Pim was holed up in her room and Phil was attempting to talk to her, which left Keely standing in the hallway with Barb, Lloyd, and Little Danny in an odd awkward silence.

Once the situation with Pim was dealt with they found they couldn't leave. Lloyd had resumed fixing the Time Machine, Barb was doing laundry, and Pim and Little Danny were planning revenge, while Keely and Phil sat in the living room sipping iced tea.

"This is fun." Keely said.

"In a way that's not, come here you're all the way over there."

"You know what happens when we get close." She pointed out.

"Yeah, easy access remember."

"Phil! We're in your living room." Keely whispered loudly.

"I don't care, all I can think about is you. I need to make love to you again Keely."

"Oh," she moaned shifting closer to him on the couch, and he buried his face in her neck.

"Please, let me. We can go upstairs for a few minutes they won't miss us." He told her.

"Alright."

"Are you sure it's locked?" Keely asked a few minutes later when they lay sprawled out on his bed.

"Yep." He kissed her throat and slid his hands under her shirt caressing her back.

He gripped her hips and guided her up to the top of the bed, she watched him panting, as his hands slipped under the hem of her skirt.

"Phil…" she whispered her heart racing as he touched her.

In seconds she was flushed quivering close to a truly exquisite orgasm when the door was knocked open.

"Phil! What did I tell you about closing this door when you have your girlfriend over?" Barb demanded holding a stack of laundry that was over her head preventing her from seeing anything.

"Leave those children alone Barb it's only natural that they want to experiment. Ain't nothing wrong with them playing over here at the house. Least they're not in the streets." Lloyd said entering the room behind his wife.

Phil moved away from Keely who was mildly mortified.

"I came to drop off another smooth groove jam. Guaranteed to start up any party." Lloyd said.

"That's real nice Dad. Um…do you think you guys could go…it's getting kind of crowded in here."

"I know you're a good boy and that Keely's a good girl and you would never do anything to disappoint me right?"

"We swear." They both lied.

Anyone could look at them and tell that they were.

"Oh…God love ya. I'm going to be downstairs deciding what's for dinner. Come on Lloyd and keep this door open."

"Let me get this CD in…" Lloyd fumbled with Phil's stereo.

"That's it…" he said as Ain't Nobody by Chaka Khan started to play.

Keely looked at Phil before flopping down on her back embarrassed.

"Maybe we should stop that was close." Phil said.

"No, way you convinced me to do this now you will finish what you started." She told him.

"See, we pull the blanket up over us and pretend we're taking a nap." She told him.

"I love the way you think." Phil told her.

"Thanks, but I don't think it was my brain that you were ogling." She smirked.

A while later they were a bit less frustrated but satisfied enough to keep their hands off each other during Family game night couples edition.

They were on a team during a blitz round of a trivia game. They were a well matched team. Phil had an impressive grasp on politics and mathematics. Keely was better at history and pop culture. They slaughtered Phil's parents in the first round and they were up against Pim and Little Danny, it was a tough match but they came out on top.

"That was a good game. Worthy opponents, surely better than when we played mom and dad last week." Pim said, "Another game best two out of three?"

"Nah, Braveheart is coming on and you know I've got to watch that." Lloyd said, "So I want you children up out of my living room."

"Fine, we're outta here." Pim said grabbing Little Danny's hand and leading him upstairs.

"Uh, uh you're not taking that boy upstairs while Mel Gibson distracts your mother and me. Go out on the porch and say goodnight and smoke your little cancer sticks. You're not going to be up in my house laid up with that little peanut head boy." Lloyd said.

"So it's okay for Phil to fuck Keely in broad day light with his door open during the middle of the day but I can't even go upstairs with Danny to work on a song?" Pim asked looking to all the world like she was hurt by her father's words.

"What?" Barb asked.

"Which part needs repeating? The part were your husband is a sexist pig and or the part where your perfect son and his perfect girlfriend were having sex upstairs right under your nose?" Pim said.

"Pim!" Phil shouted, he knew she was upset but was no reason to get him in trouble.

"No, Phil I'm sorry. I'm not going to sit back and let the macho power trip go on in this family. You seem to have a different standard for Phil than for me. Which is the primary reason why I sneak out, get into trouble, and I make it seem like things are more advanced with Danny and me than they are." Pim said.

"Pim, I think you should go upstairs." Barb said calmly, Phil wondered what the woman was planning.

"Fine,"

"Tell, Little Danny you'll see him tomorrow." Barb said.

"Later." Pim whispered leaning in and kissing him on the cheek.

"Bye Pimsy, I'll see you tomorrow same time…" he said.

"Same batty century."

"Good night Mr. and Mrs. Diffy, and for the record. I never touched your daughter, not like that anyways. It was always on the hand or on the shoulder and sometimes I touched her hair…"

"Good night Little Danny." Lloyd barked and Little Danny took off running.

"Well, I think it's time for us to be hitting that old dusty trail." Phil said.

"Yeah, I really want to watch that Michael J Fox movie marathon tonight." Keely said.

"Freeze, you're not going anywhere."

"Barb don't blame them for doing that blame the funk when you put on Chaka you know what happens to you." Lloyd pointed out.

"Lloyd this is unacceptable, and you just make this all okay for them and it's not." Barb said.

"It is okay, they love each other they're being safe. You are being safe right?" he asked.

Phil nodded.

"They are good kids and they are old enough to make these kind of decisions." Lloyd said.

"Well, I don't support them making their relationship a sexual one. And if you're all for Keely and Phil doing this why not Pim and Danny spending time in her room alone?"

"Maybe this is a matter we should discuss between us before involving them." Lloyd suggested, "Why don't you two go back over to Keely's and watch your movies and Barb and I will have a drink and we'll discuss it."

"Okay," Phil said taking Keely's hand leading her outside.

"That was so weird…" she said.

"Weirder than the laser nose trick?"

"Oddly yes." Keely said.