A/N: Wowie, it's 12:00 AM and you know what that means...! IT'S TOMORROW! Here comes another chapter! :) Well, another, sorta filler chapter... enjoy! Please, read and review! :D

The next morning, Randall woke up to a huge, wet, slobbery kiss.

"EW! Stay away, bonebreath!" he shrieked in disgust, jumping up immediately and wiping slobber off his face.

Kimmie ran into the room. "There you are Sadie! I've been looking for her!" she said, grabbing Sadie's collar.

Much to Randall's, dare he say it, disappointment, the dog was definitely a keeper. Adam had run out to the pet store the other day and bought a boatload of dog products.

"Keep it away from me." Randall growled as he settled back down again.

"She's not an it."

"Whatever." Randall flattened his fronds jealously and turned over.

Kimmie let go of Sadie and started to shake him.

"What!?" he snapped.

"Why are you acting so… mean?"

"I'm just being myself."

"No you're not. You're not mean, I know you."

Randall turned over and sneered at her. "You don't know me at all, kid."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Randall just grumbled under his breath and flipped back around.

"Come on Sadie, Randall's being a party pooper." Kimmie said to Sadie as she led her away.

Randall slept the rest of the day due to the medicine the doctor had prescribed. The kids and Adam were away at school so he had the house almost all to himself. Except for that stupid dog. Sadie was supposed to have a vet appointment later that evening, so at least he would have a few hours of peace and quiet. Randall glanced over at Sadie and growled. Sadie looked up and whined.

"What do you want mutt?" Randall snarled.

Sadie just continued to whine.

Randall knew the dog couldn't understand him, but despite this, he felt jealousy take over and he jumped up. "Don't take that tone with me!" he shook his fist at her.

Sadie whimpered and backed up.

"That's right! Back away from Kimmie and go back to where you came from! She's taken! She already has a best friend!" Randall hollered at it. It took a few seconds for him to register the words that had just come out of his mouth. He blinked. What on Earth was he doing!? Having a one sided conversation with a dog? This human world was driving him insane! He would have never done anything as stupid as this if he were where he belonged! He shook his head and turned away from the very confused dog. He needed to get out of here.

The kids came home later that evening and Marra and Kimmie took Sadie to the vet. Randall sighed and flipped the TV on.

"Hey Randall, mind scooching over?" Grant asked from behind. Randall slid over.

"Thanks man." Grant said gratefully and sat down. He looked down and sighed.

"Something wrong?" Randall asked without taking his eyes off the TV.

"Nah…"

Randall nodded and continued to watch the TV. Suddenly Grant turned to him.

"What's your idea of a perfect first date?" he asked abruptly, his eyes clouding in anxiety. Randall flinched away from him, startled.

"Sorry…" Grant backed down.

"Uh… um…" Randall didn't really know what to say since he had never had any experience in this subject.

"It's just that… there's this girl I really like and I asked her out right? And well she said yes! But I don't even really know what she likes! What if I make a fool out of myself? What if she doesn't like me? I don't know what to do-!" Grant wrung his hands hysterically.

"Woah, hey man, calm down!" Randall slapped him. Grant stopped mid sentence and stared at Randall with his mouth open.

He shook his head and recovered. "Thanks, I needed that."

"First of all, stop freaking out, act like that and she'll walk right out on ya."

"So you've had experience with this type of thing?"

"No, I'm just using common sense."

"But have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Randall scoffed. "No. But I'll tell you this. Just be yourself. If she's the right one, she'll like you for you."

Grant thought about it. "So if she doesn't like me..?"

"Then she's not the right one."

"But what if this is my only shot at-"

"How many girls are in the world?" Randall cut him off.

"I don't know." Grant answered.

"Then that's it. So how do you know this girl is the one?"

"I can feel it?"

Randall pointed to Grant's phone which was visibly in his pocket. "Get your phone out and look up how many girls are in the world."

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

Grant retrieved his phone and looked it up. " Approximately, 3.5 billion."

"Exactly. If this doesn't work out, don't worry. You have 3.5 billion chances." Grant thought about this for a moment. "But what if like, 1 million of them are in like, Europe? I probably am never going to go-"

Randall shook his head and cut him off again. "Grant, you're not getting my point."

Grant sighed. "Well, you did make me feel a little better, thanks bro."

"Don't sweat it." Randall flattened his fronds. He needed to stop being so good at pep talks.

"Guys, we're home!" Kimmie called as she, Marra, and Sadie walked through the front door. Randall and Grant, who were still chilling on the sofa turned around.

"How is she?" Grant asked, gesturing to Sadie.

"Well, this may come to a shock , but turns out she, is a he!" Marra laughed.

"What!?" Both Randall and Grant exclaimed.

"Yup! So we'll have to rename her- I mean him." Kimmie piped up. Randall studied 'not-Sadie' the dog. He wagged his tail happily.

"Well, other than that exciting news, anything wrong with him?" Grant asked.

"Nope, he's just a happy growing dog. She said he was about 4 years old."

Grant nodded. "Not bad."

"So what are we going to name him?" Simon came out of the bedroom, obviously having heard the conversation.

"I don't know, we'll have to think about it." Marra said.

Not-Sadie panted happily and padded over to Randall. Randall glared at him. "Can I help you princess pooch?" he asked, his voice dripping in sarcasm.

Kimmie, not catching on to the sarcasm, put in, "Randy, we're you listening? Sadie's a boy!"

"Of course I was listening, it's called sarcasm, kid." Randall snapped crossly, snatching his tail up from Not-Sadie, who had started to chew on it. Kimmie pouted.

"Someone's grouchy." she muttered. "Come on Sa-I mean... uh, boy, let's let Randall be grumpy." she said, and as if on cue, the dog woofed happily and trotted after her into her bedroom.

Randall shot daggers at the dog as his tail disappeared through the doorframe.

"Someone's jealous." Grant commented.

"Am not."

"Don't deny it, I know how much Kimmie means to you. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't be jealous of that dog." Grant said. Randall just frowned but inside, he knew Grant was right.

"Don't worry Randall, she's not replacing you. She just has a new friend in her life and she's excited. It'll die down in a few weeks."

Randall sighed. "Yeah well Grant, I don't know if I'll still be here in a few weeks." he muttered.

Grant raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? You're not going to leave Kimmie, are you? You know how much she loves you."

Randall just shook his head, got up, and trudged away.

Waternoose crept through the vent system as quietly as he could muster. It was pretty much pitch black, so he had to just trust his feet and the frequent occurring vent holes that led to each of the rooms in the factory. He passed hole after hole, but none of them led to the scare floor.

He began to get frustrated until finally he found the one he had been looking for. He peeked through, making sure no one was occupying the room before kicking the vent cover in and crawling out.

He noted that a careless laugher had left their keycard and paperwork on one of the desks. He couldn't help but to grin as he called for his first door. He knew this would be a tedious process and would most likely take weeks, maybe even months, but if he managed to find Randall and get their plan back in action, it would all pay off.

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DUN DUN DUN! Is Randall and Kimmie's inseparable relationship tinted or worse by this pooch? Stay tooned to find out!

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