A/N: Wellll it's 12:20 AM, so it's basically tomorrow, right? (alright, I can't sleep hehe...) I know how excited you all are for the next chappie... so here it is! ... oh my goodness... do my eyes deceive me!? *rubs eyes* AHHH! OMG 200 reviews?! This is crazy! When I first wrote this, I didn't think it would be so popular! Don't worry, I will definitely continue and finish this! ^0^ Well, don't mind my gushing, go ahead and read :D

"Hey Randall, Marra's caught a bad cold and can't take Kimmie to school today. You mind taking over until she's better?" Grant asked Randall after Adam had left for work.

"Sure, why not." Randall replied.

"Alright, ready to go Randy?" Kimmie flounced into the kitchen and beamed at Randall.

"Gimme a sec kid, I'm still eating." Randall protested.

"But school starts like now!" Kimmie whined.

"Well if you're already late, what difference does 5 minutes make?"

"Randy…"

"Alright, alright." Randall groaned and got up, leaving his breakfast.

"Ok kid, let's roll." He said, grabbing Kimmie by her pink backpack and half dragging her out.

Grant and Bree looked at each other. "You sure it's a good idea to let a giant purple lizard take her to school?" Grant asked Bree. "I'm sure they'll be fine." Bree said, but her expression said the exact opposite.

"Can I hold your hand?" Kimmie asked, looking up at Randall.

Randall looked down as Kimmie offered her hand up hopefully.

"Um, no." Randall muttered.

Kimmie looked crestfallen. "Oh, ok…" she said sadly and looked down at the sidewalk. The two continued walking in awkward silence for a few blocks.

"So where's this school of yours?" Randall finally broke the silence.

"Just up there." Kimmie said, pointing to a little school house just up ahead. Randall and Kimmie walked up to the double oak doors. Kimmie looked up and smiled at Randall. Randall felt uncomfortable under her gaze.

"Well, see ya kid." Randall broke eye contact and started to turn away. Suddenly he felt Kimmie grab his hand.

"Wait, Randy, please stay!" Kimmie begged.

"Why?"

"You're my only real friend." Kimmie said. Randall turned back around and looked at her, unsure what to say. Kimmie's eyes glimmered with hope.

"Um, n-not today kid." Randall patted her on the head and left without looking back.

Randall returned to the foster home and found that everyone had already left for the day. He smiled to himself, about to resume his search for a way back when he heard a cough. His grin vanished when he realized Marra was still there.

"Well this is just perfect." He growled to himself.

"Randall? Is that you?" Marra's croaky voice floated down the hall.

He gave a start, realizing he had said it louder than he meant to. "Yeah, what do you want?" he growled.

"Can you get me a glass of water, please?" Marra asked. Randall frowned at her sudden politeness.

"Uh, sure." He replied and made his way to the kitchen. After filling a plastic cup with tap water, he headed to the girl's room. "Here, princess." He said, thrusting the cup towards her.

Marra took it and took a sip. Their eyes met for a second, but Randall quickly looked away. "Well, I guess I'll just be going now." He muttered and started to leave.

"Randall." Marra called out.

He turned and looked back. "What?"

"Thanks." She smiled weakly at him.

Randall half grinned and left.

Several days passed and Marra was still sick. Randall continued to walk Kimmie to school everyday, picking her up as well. Just like any other day, Randall walked Kimmie to school, but he could tell something wasn't right. Kimmie was very quiet, not as bubbly as usual, and didn't say a word on the way there. Randall couldn't help but to shoot her a worried glance.

"Hey, everything ok kid?" he asked.

Kimmie just looked away and didn't answer. Randall shrugged as they approached the doors to the school. Kimmie finally looked up, but her eyes were filled with fear. Randall followed her gaze and spotted a little brunette haired girl laughing with two other girls. Suddenly Kimmie turned to him and laced herself in between his arms. "Randy, please stay!" she cried.

Randall blinked in surprise. "You know I can't." he said slowly.

"But…ok…" Kimmie sniffed a bit and dragged herself through the double doors.

"Well, see ya Kimmie." Randall frowned as he heard himself say her name. Snap out of it Randall! Why do you care about some little human kid? Despite what was going on in his mind, he frowned at the three girls who were laughing before slinking away.

As Randall approached the schoolyard to pick up Kimmie, he heard a commotion near the playground.

"Why are you still here?" an angry voice sounded.

Randall followed the voices until he came upon the scene. The first thing he saw was Kimmie, backed into a tree near a small pond. Surrounding her were the three girls who had been laughing together the other day. Kimmie looked as if she were about to start crying.

"I-I just want to play with you guys!" she choked out.

Randall felt his fists clenching and he dropped them. What were those girls doing to Kimmie?

"No, you can't." The brunette scoffed, crossing her arms.

Kimmie's lip quivered. "Why not?" she asked.

"Just... because." The brunette said stubbornly as the other girls giggled. Randall curled his lip, suddenly feeling very protective towards Kimmie. Before he could do anything, Kimmie took a brave step forward.

"Please?" she begged.

The brunette scowled at her. "I said, NO!" she snapped, shoving Kimmie roughly.

Kimmie squealed as she lost her footing and tumbled into the pond. The other girls broke into hysterics as Kimmie burst into tears. Randall gasped and disappeared. He crept over to the giggling girls and reappeared, putting his best scary face on.

"ROOOAARR!" he snarled, as he arched his back, bared his teeth, and raised all four of his arms menacingly towards the girls. The girls let out blood curdling screams and scattered like pigeons.

Randall chuckled. "I've still got it." He said proudly.

Kimmie's sobbing brought him back to reality and he walked over and lifted her out of the pond. "Gee kid, this'll take ages to get out." He cracked, observing all the green algae and mud that had stained her shirt.

Kimmie ignored his attempt to cheer her up and kept crying. Randall sighed and took her home.

Marra was sitting at the kitchen table as Randall and a soaked Kimmie walked in. Marra took one look at Kimmie and jumped up, despite not feeling well. "Oh my gosh, what happened?" she asked, scrubbing at one of the stains in Kimmie's shirt and glancing up suspiciously at Randall.

Randall frowned at her. "Hey, I didn't have anything to do with it." He snapped.

For the first time that day, Kimmie looked up at him and smiled. "Randy saved me." She said.

Randall felt his face getting hot again and he broke eye contact. "Forget it." He growled, trudging over to the couch and plopping down on it.

"Ok Kimmie, let's get you cleaned up. Then you can tell me what happened." He heard Marra say before the shuffling of their footsteps faded away. He sighed.

He hated to admit it, but he really was going soft. He growled to himself and fell asleep with revenge plots buzzing around in his head.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it :) Well, I saw MU last week on Thursday and I have to say, it didn't disappoint! I do wish Randall had a little more screen time, but I guess I should be glad that he got some at all haha... for all those who haven't seen it, I recommend it :) Oh and to those wondering how old Simon, Marra, and Grant are, Simon is 8, Marra is 16, and Grant is 17. Anyways, once again, I can't thank you all enough! Well, I will see you sometime later this week, stay awesome! :D (LIZARD POWER!) ;)

A/N (Update): WHOOO! *sings and does a jig* ~Celebrate good times, c'mon!~ *throws confetti* 300 reviews guys! This is awesome! I'm so thrilled, I can't tell you how much this means to me :D I will definitely keep this story coming ;) STAY AWESOME!