Disclaimer : I do not own anyone but Carla, but i'll trade her for Ranger any day..

I know ya'll are probably ready to tear off my head for not updating until now, but I was at drum corps. practice and then I had to stay after school to help them clean up the area and.. yeah yeah, i know, shut tha hell up with the excuses and WRITE!

So, maybe this'll hold you until I can write a longer chapter.. (I'll start working on it as soon as I stop babbling here, I promise!)

And awayyyyyyy we go!

"Sooo," said Carla in a sing-song voice, "What exactly brings you here, Ricky?"

Ricky?

Hah!

I tried to hold in my laughter.

I failed.

Ranger shot me a death glare, before turning back to Carla.

"I have a prescription that needs filled." He tried to pass her, but she blocked his way.

Girl power.

"A prescription, eh?"

Before I even knew what was happening, Ranger was on the ground, Carla on top of him.

"Carla!" he yelled, holding the paper for his.. our? prescription above his head. She reached for it, but he quickly moved it away.

"Give-" she had one hand on his right hand, leaving only his left arm free - "Me-" she pinned his legs down with her own - "That-" She wrenched the paper out of his hand - "Paper!"

She stood up quickly and read the prescription.

Then, her eyes widened, and she read it again.

I couldn't exactly blame her when rolled around on the ground, laughing.

Ranger quickly grabbed the paper from her hand and, glowering, shoved it at the innocent pharmacist.

Carla, wiping tears away from her eyes, held out her hand for mine. I handed it to her.

She was Batman's sister, after all.

Carla saw my similiar prescription, and laughed harder.

"Let me get this straight," she burst out finally, "Ric, you gave her.. whatever?"

Ranger turned his glare from her to me.

"No."

Carla looked confused a moment, then let out another episode of laughter.

"So-" she turned to me, still struggling to talk, "you gave my brother.."

I nodded feebily.

Carla lost what little she had left.

"Poison ivy," Ranger said icily. He took my prescription from my hand and handed it over to the pharmacist.

"Ah shit," Carla groaned, finally standing, "This is too much.."

She straightened and held out her hand. "Anyway, I'm Carla Perez.. It seems Ricky forgot to introduce us properly, though all he ever talks about is you."

I took her hand, blushing, while looking at Ranger.

He stared straight ahead, an innocent expression on his face.

My ass.

The pharmacist stuck her head out over the little counter-window thing.

"Ricardo Manoso, Stephanie Plum, your prescriptions are ready."

Carla burst out in laughter again. Ranger, pointedly ignoring her, grabbed both of our bags.

"Stephanie and I are leaving now," he announced.

Carla got an evil gleam in her eye.

Oh shit..

"Nuh-uh-uh, Ricky."

If looks could kill, Carla's small intestine would be somewhere in California.

"Yes, Carla."

Carla jumped in front of him, the gleam still in her eye.

"Oh, no no no. Not until-" she turned to me, smirking, "Not until she meets the family. Dinner should be ready any time now, and like it or not, little bro, you're both going."

Wait.

Meet the family?

Oh shiiiit.

Okie dokie, I still think this is kinda plotless to me, but it's a lousy attempt to make ya'll laugh.. S'somethin' I'm nornally pretty good at doin', only a lot of times there are a few posts/walls/holes in the ground and a few self-inflicted though honestly accidental injuries involved..

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