Okay...it's time to learn a little more about Chuckie. He becomes a major part of the story from this point on.

I don't own Rugrats, or All Grown Up, but if I did, I'd rework the plotline and make them super-heroes. Their special move would be called, Rugrat Attack!"

Chapter 4

The Garbage Fairy

Dil walked into the cafeteria carrying his usual lunch, a cheese sandwich, chips, and a chocolate bar for dessert. While he was looking for a place to sit, he didn't notice two girls looking for him.

Lillian stood up and examined the lunch room. "I don't see him anywhere. Where does he usually sit? Do you know?"

"Relax. I'm sure we'll see him eventually," Kimi began unwrapping her sandwich.

"I guess your right. So, let's talk about Creative Writing. That was quite a show you put on," Lillian eyed Kimi and waited for an answer.

Kimi smiled remembering the event. "It was pretty cool. I was just so ticked off at the newspaper and then Angelica comes in like she owns the world. It was-

"Hold that thought. I see him. Dil! Hey Dil!"

Dil whirled around and saw Lillian DeVille waving at him. He was really confused. Sure, they knew each other, but they weren't that close. Dil walked over anyway because at least now he had a place to sit. "Hi. Um, what's up?"

"We were just wondering if you'd heard about the film contest yet," Lillian was a smooth talker.

"Uh, yeah. We had an assembly a couple periods ago. Why?"

"Because Kimi and I were wondering if you'd be interested in helping us. You know a lot about filming, right?"

"Not really. I know a little from when Tommy used to film, but sure I'll help you guys."

Lillian lit up. "Great! Thanks! We'll be the perfect trio."

"Well, if you two are done, I'm going to throw my trash away," Kimi stood and grabbed her trash.

Lillian waved to Kimi "Have fun," She said in a sing-songey voice.

"I always do," Kimi headed to the trash cans located in the heart of the cafeteria.

Tommy Pickles sat in the center of the lunch room, right near the garbage cans. The jock table was the perfect spot to watch the trash bins if you were hoping to "conveniently" meet someone there. Today, Tommy didn't take his eyes off them. The rest of the table was wrapped up in a discussion about who was cuter, Paris Hilton or Nicole Richie, led by Phil of course.

"I'm not saying Nicole isn't hot, but come on! This is Paris Hilton we're talking about. No contest," This was about the only thing Phil was passionate about.

Sean Butler, 1st baseman, and Angelica's boyfriend, jumped right in. "Shut up dude! Neither one even comes close to Lindsay Lohan."

"No way! That's sick!"

Chuck Finster never understood the need for these debates. He would much rather talk about the rainforest or science fair, but for some reason he still sat at the same table everyday. "So, um, how about science fair?"

Phil whirled around and gave Chuck the weirdest look. "Dude, this is, like, ten times more important. Like I'm taking those nerd classes anyway. Back to Paris. Let's ask the master. Hey T, what do you think, Paris, Nicole, or, pffft, Lindsay."

Tommy turned away from the garbage. "What? Oh, um Paris." In an instant he returned his glance to the trash.

Phil slapped Tommy on the back. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about," He then noticed where Tommy's eyes lay, "Yo, T, who are you looking for? The garbage fairy?" Everyone at the table cracked up at this, except Chuck, who rolled his eyes instead. "Oh man, it's Kimi Finster. She really is the garbage fairy." More hysterical laughter followed this comment.

"Hey! Shut up! Did you forget that Kimi's my sister?" Chuck glared at Phil.

"Chill bro. You guys were never that close anyway. What do you care?"

Chuck turned away. "Never mind. I don't care...I guess." He mumbled and then grew silent.

Tommy sprang out of his seat when he noticed Kimi. "I've got to go throw my stuff out. See ya." Tommy walked quickly over to the trash. He wanted to make it look like a chance meeting, even though it was the exact opposite. When Tommy saw her, he knew he sounded way too enthusiastic. "Hi Kimi!"

Kimi turned around. Tommy had never noticed the nose ring in her left nostril. She looked startled and slightly shocked to see him there. "Oh. What do you want?" Kimi couldn't have sounded less excited.

"I, um, saw what you did in your Creative Writing class today...I was on my way to the gym."

"Why am I not surprised, so what's your point?"

"Everyone thought you were really cool."

"I didn't do it to be cool. Not everything is about upping your status, not that you would know anything about that."

Tommy was beginning to get frustrated. "What's that supposed to mean? Not everything I do is about putting on a show you know!"

Kimi rolled her eyes at that. "Wake up Tommy! Look around you for once! Oops, I forgot, it's T now. Look, I've got to go. Anything else you'd like to share with me? Perhaps that the way I fixed my hair after gym made everyone think I was really pretty?"

"I was just trying to say something nice."

"Yeah, well, you failed," Kimi turned and began walking away.

"Fine. I'll have to remember that for next time," Tommy tried to make a joke. Clearly it didn't work. Kimi wouldn't even turn back around. She just kept on walking and casually waved her hand at Tommy as if to say, "Whatever." Tommy stood there for a moment, dumbstruck by the horrible turn the conversation had taken. After a minute he headed back to his table. Tommy talked to himself as he approached his friends. "Well, that went well."

Phil was the first one to say something. "Dude, was that you talking to Kimi Finster?"

"Ooh, I get it. T's got a thing for that theater chick," Sean interjected, as usual.

Tommy hesitated at first, but then stood his ground. "Ha! Yeah right, me and Kimi, no way."

Chuck couldn't take much more of listening to his "friends" trash his sister. "I'm out of here," he mumbled as he got farther away, "You guys are heartless."

"Woah. What's wrong? Are you okay?" Lillian seemed truly concerned about Kimi, which told her she did a bad job of hiding her confusion about Tommy.

"Nothing, I'm fine. It's just...it was the weirdest thing."

Now Lillian was more curious than concerned. "What happened?"

"Not important," Someone jokingly smacked Kimi on the back of her head. She whirled around to find none other than Chuck with his lunch tray and a hopelessly pathetic grin on his face, "What do you want?"

"I was wondering if I could sit here for the-"

"Hi you've reached Kimi. Sorry I'm not here right now, but if I were I'd tell Chuck to go get his own friends. That answer your question?"

Lillian smiled, "Come on Kimi, how can you resist such an adorable face?"

Kimi rolled her eyes and laughed, "You wouldn't think it was so cute if you'd have seen him during his 'goatee' stage."

Lillian tapped an empty chair at the table, "Pull up a seat Mr. Finster."

"Thanks, I might just do that. It's nice to know that only those who aren't related to you will stick up for you," Chuck shot Kimi an accusing glance.

Kimi threw her head back and laughed, "Isn't it though? So tell us Chuck, what's wrong with 'Jock-Jamboree' over there?" Kimi knew Chuck better than anyone. He only sat with Lillian and her if something, or someone, at his jock table was seriously bugging him.

"Ah, just stupid stuff. Sean and Phil are really ticking me off. They're acting like jerks."

"Welcome to 'Lill-Ville,' population 2 ½," Lillian leaned back in her chair and took a big gulp of her Snapple. "Lill-Ville" was the name Lillian gave to the days when Phil was being an even bigger meathead than usual. Now Chuck was included in her abnormal club.

Chuck was confused, something very uncommon, "2 ½, as in ½ a person?"

"Well, Kimi doesn't have to deal with Phil daily, but I complain about him enough. It's like she's there. So I count her as half a person, right Kimi?"

"I'd be offended if you didn't. In fact, sometimes at night, the nightmares get so bad that I find myself waking up, completely terrified, shouting 'No Phil! Don't eat that brownie. It's mine.' My shrink has no idea what to do about it."

"Shut up. You are the most sarcastic person I've ever met. You're just lucky the closest you ever have to get to Phil is in you're dreams," Lillian joked.

"Believe me, I've got enough stuff to worry about," Kimi slumped down into her chair and set her gaze on Tommy, who was doing the same to her.

Nice try Tommy, an "A" for effort. Next chapter a more mature, wise character is introduced. I'll give you a hint, her name starts with "S" and ends with "usie." Any guesses?