I'm back! I know that no one's reading this as I'm updating it but I still think that it's fun for me to keep checking in like this.

I know that no one cares but it's literally been snowing as I've been writing this, which is pretty cool I guess, but I've been too distracted with getting these up for you to really appreciate it. XD I'm a little bit less stressed out now though because I've gotten most of the chapter I'm still writing done, so I'm slowly calming down.

Anyway, this one's a Struts & Lugnut one-shot, which is based on Owllover34's great prompt. I had a lot of fun writing this one so I hope that you like it!

"I've had enough of this," Struts fumed, swiftly turning on her heels and storming over to the cherry red telephone in the hallway. She glanced up at the clock on the wall again, just to confirm that her date was officially over an hour late, before turning her attention back to practically attacking the phone as she entered the number. She tapped her pink stiletto against the floorboards impatiently as she waited for the person to pick up; she was in no mood to be kept waiting any longer.

"Hello?"

"Lela, I need moral support," Struts barked down the phone before Lela had even finished her greeting.

"Oh, ok. But I can't take too long, I only came back to pick up my jacket. You're lucky that I was in actually, I just called back home after dinner with Tanner," Lela babbled. Struts could tell from the tone of her voice alone that she was practically giddy on the sheer romance of everything. And she hated to say it but it turned her stomach. "Speaking of dinner, shouldn't you be out with Lugnut right about now?"

"I don't want to talk about dinner," Struts grumbled.

"Why not? Why are you still at home? I thought your meal was booked for seven. Where's Lugnut?"

"I'd like to know the same thing," Struts growled, completely and utterly fed up at this point.

"He's not there with you?"

"No."

"Oh gee, Struts. I don't know what to say," Lela cooed.

"Do ya think he's stood me up?" Struts blurted, nervously chewing on her lip. She hadn't meant to ask the question, it was intended to just be an internal thought, but it had slipped out without her realising. She just prayed now that Lela wouldn't be brutally honest with her answer. She really didn't need that right now.

"What? No, of course not," Lela reassured her. "You know Lugnut wouldn't do anything like that."

"How can ya be so sure?" Struts huffed, lazily looking at her manicure for a distraction.

"Struts are you sure you're ok?" Lela asked, sensing that something was wrong with the biker girl.

"No. I mean who dumps their date on Valentine's Day?!"

Lela had known Struts long enough to know that at this point, she was on the verge of having a complete meltdown. And having a complete meltdown was not something that she was going to let Struts do, especially on Valentines Day.

"Struts-"

"Are you doing anything now?"

"Um...yeah, kind of. Tanner and I are supposed to be out right now, like I said, I just came back to grab my jacket," Lela explained a little uncomfortably, feeling Tanner's gaze on her as he waited on the doorstep.

"Can I tag along?" Struts half-heartedly asked, already knowing the answer though. The only reason that she'd asked was because she didn't want to have gotten all dolled up for nothing. But anyway, she didn't really want to be the third-wheel on that motorbike.

"Uh...I can call round on our way out," Lela compromised, being too nice to say no to the girl. But then again, there was no way that she was going to let Struts tag along on her date. This was her time with Tanner and she sure as hell wasn't letting it be interrupted further.

"Ugh, fine," Struts huffed before slamming the phone back down. She was still grumbling away to herself as she took up her post again. The biker girl slumped into her chair in front of the window, staring out into the night and waiting for the pair of headlights that belonged to Tanner's car to pull onto her driveway. I mean, she was pretty good at that now from all of the practicing she'd been doing for the past hour, it's just a pity that the headlights on Lugnut's biker never showed up.

But then something unexpected happened.

At first she thought that she was hallucinating when she saw a bike speed past her house, a rather familiar bike. She decided to ignore it though since it had driven straight past her house, he obviously wasn't coming for her. But then the same bike reversed at almost the same frantic speed until it had stopped directly at the mouth of her drive. Struts sat up in her seat a little bit, perking up almost instantly in the hope that the mysterious biker boy was hers. All of her hopes were confirmed though when the figure in a suit (well a suit with a leather jacket) tugged off his helmet and literally threw it at his bike before bounding up the path with a bunch of flowers that looked like they'd gone through the wars.

Struts jumped to her feet as soon as she heard the boy hammering on the door. After tottering into the hallway, she wrenched open the door with such force that she was surprised it didn't come off its hinges.

"Where. Have. You. Been?!" Struts growled at the biker boy opposite her.

Lugnut looked petrified as soon as he laid eyes on her. Sure, she looked absolutely gorgeous, but the look that she was giving him was murderous. If looks could kill then Lugnut would have been dead before he even opened the door. "Yous looks incredible," he said as he gawped at the girl.

"Answer the question," Struts snarled, in no mood to be showered with compliments.

"I can explain," Lugnut stuttered, following his comment up with a sheepish laugh.

"I'm waitin'," Struts barked, crossing her arms, shifting her wait to one side and impatiently tapping her foot again.

"Look, uh, ya know how we originally planned to go to the restaurant on Greenwood Close?" Lugnut started, trying to avoid Struts' deadly gaze.

"Yes, go on," Struts said curtly.

"But then we changed the reservation 'cause we decided to go to the Italian place across town and I'd come and pick ya up because it's so far."

"Yes, get to the point," Struts snapped, rolling her eyes as Lugnut continued to avoid the question.

"Well I may or may not have gone to the place on Greenwood Close and sat at a table by myself for an hour instead," Lugnut admitted, sneaking a glance at Struts after he'd spoken. He instantly regretted it.

"Ya forgot where we were goin'?!"

"Heck I forgot my own name when I was askin' about our reservation," Lugnut said in an odd, embarrassed chuckle. "I should have known somethin' was up when theys said we weren't on the list."

"Too right ya should have," Struts muttered, her tone a little less aggressive now although she didn't want to admit it.

"Struts, I wasn't thinkin' straight, ok? I was so nervous I'm surprised I didn't wreck my bike," Lugnut confessed.

"Why were ya so nervous?"

"Why d'ya think?" Lugnut scoffed, but it was yet another attempt to cover up how embarrassed he felt. "I didn't want to mess anything' up for us tonight."

"How ironic," Struts drawled with yet another eye roll.

"Well…here ya go I guess," Lugnut said, awkwardly handing over the tattered bunch of red flowers to the biker girl.

Struts snatched the flowers out of his hands and dumped them onto the hall table, practically throwing them at the wall in sheer fury at him.

"Jeez, I really made ya mad, huh?" Lugnut said, trying to mask his uncomfortable laughter with a cough.

"I thought ya'd stood me up," Struts seethed, her glare so icy that Lugnut actually pulled his leather jacket closer around him.

"Why the hell would I do that?!" Lugnut demanded, his attitude changing in almost an instant.

"I don't know. What else was I supposed to think?! We'd been planning this for weeks; ya can't blame me for being a little nervous when ya didn't show up," Struts shot back.

"Struts, ya know I's never stood a girl up-"

"Yeah, I know but-"

"So what makes ya think that I'd start with you: the chick I can barely keep my eyes off?"

"I don't know," Struts mumbled, scuffing the toe of her stiletto mindlessly across the floor.

"Look, Struts, I'm really sorry about ruining tonight," Lugnut started.

"It's ok," Struts sighed after a long pause, deciding that she'd put him through enough now.

"No, it's not," Lugnut huffed, still overwhelmed with guilt. "And I really wanna make it up to ya but-"

"Ya can," Struts smirked, catching Lugnut's attention in an instant.

"I can?" he asked as his head snapped in her direction. Struts just replied with a flirtatious nod as a mischievous smile curled at her lips. "How?" Lugnut croaked, obviously not following where Struts' thought process was taking them. But before he could question her further, Struts grabbed the collar of the boy's leather jacket and pressed her lips against his. Lugnut kissed back almost straight away, overcome with relief that she wasn't going to leave him in the dog house all night. As the couple's kiss dragged on, Lugnut found himself having to rip himself away from her to even get a few words out. "I like this way," he eventually chuckled, leading Struts to let out a playful giggle and kick the front door closed with her stiletto heel.

After stealing more quick kisses in the hallway, the couple eventually found themselves on Struts' couch, where an innocent cuddle turned into a full-blown make-out session. Lugnut's fingers snaked their way through Struts' perfectly styled hair, which now looked admittedly less perfect (not that she cared right now though) and whilst one of Struts' hands cupped the back of Lugnut's head, the other crept down his back until it started to toy with the hemline of his shirt. As Struts' fingertips slid beneath the fabric and met with skin, she let out another coy giggle between the kisses before going back even hungrier for more. However, as they started to deepen the kisses, each person totally losing themselves in a mix of perfume and passion, a rumble of an engine and the flash of a car's headlights startled them back to reality. Both of them jumped up, their eyes glued to the window in panic, but instantly relaxed when they saw that the car was pulling off the drive.

"Who was that?" Lugnut breathed, eventually managing to find something to say.

"I think Lela and Tanner," Struts replied.

"Why were they here?"

"I may have asked them to come over when I thought that ya weren't gonna show up," Struts awkwardly admitted.

"Ya don't think they came in do ya?" Lugnut asked nervously, speaking both of their minds. If they'd been caught acting like they were then they'd never hear the end of it from their friends. If Lela and Tanner decided to tell them that is…

"Oh who cares?" Struts eventually sighed. "It's not embarrassing to be seen showing affection."

"Well that was a whole lotta affection."

"Hey!" Struts scolded, before playfully elbowing him in the ribs.

"Well what d'ya wanna do for dinner then? 'Cause I's is pretty sure that we missed our reservation," Lugnut chuckled after a short pause.

"I haven't had any bowling alley nachos for a while," Struts suggested with a laugh. "Shall we go there? We could play a few games too."

"Sure, but I'm buying."

"Well duh."

"We should probably tidy ourselves up a little bit first," Lugnut suggested, catching sight of his now rather dishevelled appearance in the mirror on the wall.

"Yeah, you're probably right," Struts agreed before tottering out of the room to go and grab a hairbrush.

"Right, let's go!" Struts chirped as she scuttled over to Lugnut's side.

"You sure ya still wanna go to the bowlin' alley?" Lugnut checked.

"Sure, then we can come back here later," Struts said, playing with Lugnut's collar and giving him a cheeky wink as she did so.

"Let's hit the road then," Lugnut hollered, taking Struts' hand in his before the couple hurried out the door and hopped onto Lugnut's bike.

Well, it's not exactly how they had planned their night to go. But it was perfect nonetheless. Perfect in its own, special way.

There's still one unanswered question though…Did Lela and Tanner venture into Struts' house?

I hope that you liked it!

I did the little twist of Lugnut messing up their evening because Ferny had rightly reviewed on Surf, Sun, Sand (I think) saying that Struts was always the one getting into trouble. So this time I decided to switch it up a bit, which I thought was fun.

Next up is Lela & Tanner, so then you'll get to find out whether they really did actually find Struts and Lugnut or not...But first, let me know what you think they did. I'm interested to know!

Right, I'd better get back to finishing that chapter now! Thank you for reading! See you again soon!

-cherrygorilla