A/N: Sorry it took so long! Thursday happened a while ago, just like one of the reviewers said. ..My bad. (lol) please don't be mad! Yeah, I KNOW I'm a procrastinator...Yes...Yeah...well- but-- yeah, I do know that if I'm having writers block that I should say something...Yeah...we---I'm sorry.

(I put that there, b/c I KNOW that somebody wants to lecture me at this point in time.)

DISCLAIMER: Don't own, don't sue.

Epilogue

"I knew it!" Jake plopped down in his seat, smiling like a maniac. "I told you!" he quickly jumped up and started dancing, singing his own rap as he did. "That's why they call me Mack Dad-dy! 'Cos nothin' eva gets past me! That's why the girlies think I'm fly! I'm tha Mack Dragon of N.Y.! Holla!"

"Yeah, yeah, we all know. Save it for the ladies, Jakey." Trixie rolled her eyes and smiled. As you can probably figure out, Trixie and Spud just told Jake that they're officially going out. And as you can imagine, Jake is milkin' it for all it's worth.

Trixie smiled again, but this time to herself. So she liked Spud. And I guess there's really nothing wrong with that. I don't know why I did before. Dang, Mama was trippin'! As if Spud had read her mind, he reached for her hand and held it in his his thumb rubbing the side of her hand. She smiled at him, and he returned it, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Well," Jake grinned, "When I thought you two liked each other, I'll admit that I didn't really figure it out on my own. I had help."

"Oh, really?" Spud asked with a smirk, as if he hadn't already known.

"Yeah! It's not like I'm pshycic. Though with all these freaky Am Drag side effects, it could happen." Jake said, getting a little side tracked. He shrugged, "anyway, I knew Spud liked you, Trix. He told me."

Trixie blinked in surprise. "What? When?"

"A while back. When I was undercover as a wrestler, and used my Dragon powers as a "costume"." he laughed, "But I'm surprised you hadn't figured it out. I mean, recently. When you tried out for cheerleading, didn't you see the way he looked at you when he saw you in that uniform?"

"I thought he was just surprised to see me in a skirt."

"Skirts that you should wear more often." Spud cut in. "I mean, like I said before, your kneecaps are cute like little smiley faces!"

Trixie and Jake silently stared at him, before continuing their conversation.

"Anyway," Trixie cut in, "You had that same look."

"Hello! When you see your best friend in something she refused to put on when she was 2, it's kind of a surprise. But Spud...he had a whole 'nother look. He was drooling!"

"Hey! " Spud crossed his arms. "I prefer the term 'leaking water'. I'm sensitive, you know."

Trixie shook her head. Spud started talking again. "Hey, Trix, you wanna come over and watch Mr. Piggy's Playhouse with me?"

"I always do, Spud."

"I know," he held her hand a little bit tighter, a bit protectively, loving, "but now that we're together, it'll just be more...I don't know...special." he smiled at her.

Trixie smiled back. "Ok."

Trixie looked up at the brunette boy, and felt her smile getting wider. Spud was so sweet and smart when he tried to be. Sure, he had his moments where she wondered why she liked him...

"And during the commercial break, we can plan our trip to Bora Bora!"

Trixie and Jake looked at him, and he shrugged, "We might as well get tickets now. With the way prices are rising, it'll cost a fortune by the time we're 20."

...but there was really nothing wrong with that.