Larie and Tee walked towards the gym, their gym clothes in a bag over their shoulders.

Now, normally, Larie found solace in gym class, it was one of the few places he could run around like crazy or smack a kid in the face with a dodgeball without getting into trouble. But today, not even the only class he actually liked could tame his tangled and troubled thoughts.

"What do ya think all that was about with Jay sucking up to Double-N earlier in science class?" he asked Tee, desperately hoping that his older brother might make him feel better. Tee shrugged, "I dunno, maybe he was asking her for help with something, your girl is the smartest kid in school and Jay's about as bright as a broken light bulb." Tee reasoned.

"I don't think so." He replied with a shake of his head, his fists clenched involuntarily as he went on to explain that, "it kinda looked like he was flirting with her." Larie said in an slightly angry tone, clenching his fists at the thought of his younger brother making a move on his girlfriend.

Tee looked at him, stunned he'd even suggest that their younger brother would try to flirt with his girl, "Jay knows better then to flirt with your An, or mine for that matter, he's stupid but he's not that stupid. He knows that Double-N is yours and yours alone. Besides, he's so in 'love'" he gagged at the word, although the gagging wasn't out of disgust for the emotion, but for the word that was associated with it, it was so over used and seemed so fake to them, the brothers preferred to show how much they liked their Ans with actions, not words, they spoke louder and were more fun for them. "with An that he'd never look at your girl like that. You know Jay, he's a softie, but he's loyal."

Larie nodded, but his brothers words did little to actually assure him that Jay wasn't hitting on Double-N.

Larie knew what he had seen, he had seen his brother and his girl making goo-goo eyes at each other and he didn't like it. Then again, he didn't like it when any guy made goo-goo eyes at or flirted with Double-N. Everytime he saw a guy try to make a move on her (Author: he means Nate and a few random local boys that would hang out by the candy shop in the summer time that would hit on any girls that came up, mainly girls from the cul-de-sac), he felt a surge of unquellable rage and would go berserk on the guy…

But this wasn't just some guy, this was his little brother… and as much as the brothers picked on one another and fought, they hardly ever really meant it. They were brothers, they were bonded by blood, no matter how frustrating they could be or angry they could get at one another, they still really actually cared about each other.

They just didn't show it like they would on a dramatic TV special.

And, unlike the other times, where Double-N would be surprised or uncomfortable with the other guy's attention, she seemed to be actually okay with Jay's attention and actually seemed to have been looking at him lovingly back.

Larie didn't know what to do, he felt so frustrated and hurt and confused as Tee opened the door to the gym and they walked through it, he then noticed their younger brother floating past them into the gym with a loving sigh, his eyes still pink and a big, happy smile on his face that Larie resisted the urge to smack off.

Larie didn't like those pink eyes of his, he had no idea how he got them, but he knew that they meant trouble, for both Jay and Double-N. He wondered if that explosion released something that caused them to both think that the other was their boyfriend/girlfriend and was just gonna wear off, but he had no idea what An and Anny had been playing with, then again they probably hadn't either, unlike his girl, his brothers' girlfriends were not all that bright.

Then another thought came to him, causing him to push the chemical catastrophe theory of his into a corner of his mind, "You think Jay might have bombed this morning by trying to win An over with that stupid card and asked Double-N to help him make An jealous so he could still have a chance to have her as his valentine?" he asked Tee. Tee considered this a moment, scratching his chin, "It's possible," he said, "I mean, that card was pretty bad and Double-N is a pretty helpful gal, she might just be putting on an act to help him out with his An. But I'm not sure if Jay's smart enough to have come up with that plan all by himself. Maybe Double-N suggested it."

"Why would she do that?" Larie demanded, furious at the idea that she would purposefully make him jealous like this.

"Well, unlike Jay and me, you're not really all that gentle with your girl, and out of all three of them, she's the most delicate, maybe she wants you to be more gentle so she came up with that plan to get both you and An jealous, and since Jay's the gentlest one out of all of us as well as your brother, you can't just beat him up, so you have to try gettin' her back without using force. Ya know? Attracting butterflies with honey and not baking soda or something like that."

Larie thought about it, Tee had a point, Larie could be pretty aggressive with his Ann, but that was because he lost all self-control whenever he was in close proximity with her, that was just the way he was, he thought she understood that…

Although… earlier that week he had surprised her by tacking her by her locker to give her some lovin' and accidently smacked her arm really hard into her locker door, leaving a large red mark on her arm and making her yelp with pain and tears begin to form in her eyes. He had apologized profusely and had taken her to the nurse's office immediately, and she had said she was okay… but…

He pouted and rubbed his arm guiltily when he remembered seeing the large, reddish purple bruise she had gotten from that incident in science class earlier, it looked like it still really hurt, and she had been crying a little bit.

Even though he felt awful about it and would never hurt her on purpose, he guessed that maybe he just could tone it down a little bit, just so things like that wouldn't happen anymore or at least not as much. It was probably hard to enjoy your boyfriend's kisses when you'd get bruises from his surprise hugs (Author: yet the hickey bruises are not an issue here).

"Okay, so just be gentler to her, got it." Larie said with a nod, letting a small smile crawl up his cheeks, trying to convince himself that Tee was right, that they were just trying to make An and Larie a little jealous so they would learn a lesson, but deep down, he had a feeling that Tee was wrong. But he couldn't bear to think how much it would hurt if the love of his life was crushing on his little brother. That would probably break his heart into a million pieces and even maybe make him… cry.

Larie shook off the thought and pushed the bad feeling into the corner of his mind as he and Tee walked into the boys locker room and started changing for gym.

Larie focused his mind and repeated the same thing over and over again as he changed into his gym clothes, trying to convince himself that there was nothing between the brainy An and the bucktoothed Kanker:

"Double-N is mine.

Jay is An's.

That is all there is to it."

At least, he hoped so.

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Double-N floated happily to her locker, An and Anny not to far behind her, her fingers gently grasping the numbers on her combo lock, her unseen fairy companion nowhere in sight, most likely fluttering around the school causing mischief…

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Meanwhile…

"Ha ha! You can't get us!" Sam taunted as the Author snarls at him, angry that she can't swat at him and crush him against the side of the locker she's crouched on and smush him like the bug he is without letting all the teachers, who pace up and down the hallway below her like hungry sharks near a wounded seal, know where she is and get herself caught. She briefly considers throwing some of the massive amount of trash that was on top of the lockers at the fairies, (which frankly concerned her that there was even trash up there) but even if she did manage to hit them, she would still be giving herself away. She glares down at a fishbone and an apple core on either side of her, wishing she could throw it at them.

Jamie simply hovers in the air besides Sam and laughs at the girl's predicament.

"You two are so dead!" the Author hisses with her fists clenched. "You hear me?" she demanded, banging the locker below her with her fists "DEAD!" She then paused as the teachers all looked up at her, realizing that banging her fists on the locker was probably not the smartest move when trying to hide from a mob of angry teachers.

She bit her lip and looked at the dark glares from below.

"Uh oh…"

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Double-N almost finished spinning the last number, when she spots a sheet of paper sticking out of one of the slits in the door, she gently tugs it free, a loving smile on her face when she sees the red hand drawn heart on the paper, she then quickly turns it over, pink eyes wide with excitement at her first homemade valentine given to her from a boy she liked, her whole body floating so it she could read it as if she was lying down on her stomach, her feet swinging in the air as she read what was on the back, one hand holding the note and the other over her racing heart.

"To: My sweet Lambchop, Won't you be my Valentine? Love: Jay." She read aloud with a big smile on her face, finishing with a longing sigh and hugging the paper to her chest and sunk against her locker, feeling light as air, even though she was no longer hovering, her hand falling limply to her side, looking so blissful and happy.

The note was hand written, a picture of her face besides the word 'lambchop', the word 'be' was spelled as just the letter 'B', which would normally drive Double-N up a wall, but today Double-N wasn't exactly her normal self, so she let it slide. Above the words 'Love Jay' were the letters "XOXO" and there were pink hearts on the bottom of the card.

Her friends turned to her, confused for a moment. Why would Jay Kanker, who everyone knew was crazy about An, slip a gushy Valentine into Double-N's locker?

Then the answer hit Anny like a ton of bricks, she leapt into the air with a loud laugh, making An stiffen with surprise as Anny grabbed her face and pulled her towards the smitten and slouching Double-N, laughing, "Jay is so stupid!" she then snatched the Valentine from her infatuated friend's hands and held the note up for An to read, "He put your valentine in Double-N's locker!" she laughed, amused by his assumed mix up, and waiting so she could then be amused by An's reaction to the news that Jay wrote her another Valentine.

Although, deep down, Anny had to give Jay some credit, An literally stomped all over his heart (and other body parts) when she rejected his first Valentine, granted, she couldn't see and probably wouldn't have run over him if she didn't have a bag over her head blocking her view, but still, it had probably really hurt, and yet he still didn't give up on trying to show that he cared. That took a lot of courage and dedication to even try to give An the first one, the fact that he made her a second one was almost kinda sweet…

For a Kanker.

Then Anny's more cynical side kicked in, the Kankers followed the Ans around, pinned them to the ground and covered them with hickeys, they ruined their scams when they were actually successful and were basically stalkers who were obsessed with her and her friends, nothing more, nothing less. An had said no to his first Valentine, the fact that he had made a second one for her was almost borderline harassment. No meant no. The fact that he managed to mess up by putting An's second valentine in Double-N's locker? That was just borderline hilarious.

After a moment to process what Anny had just said and to read the Valentine she had just snatched from Double-N, An leapt into the air, disgusted, "YUCK! MUSHY!" she cried as she spun her arms like a pinwheel, as if hoping to fly away from the sheet of paper, only to crash head first into the ground, resembling an ostrich with her head in a hole in the ground and her fanny in the air, her head now in the boiler room in the school's basement. Anny laughed and pulled her upper lip out a bit, took two text books and shoved them inside of her pulled upper lip, leaving them hanging from her mouth (make-shift buckteeth) as she batted her eyelashes.

"Oh An!" she called, her voice muffled and sounding a little more nasally by the books in her mouth. She waved the paper around, making a derp face and cried out "It's me, Jay Kanker!" she then skipped around the hallway, letting the valentine wave in the breeze behind her, trying not to laugh too hard as she then asked, "Won't you be my Valentine?" and skipped around a bit more before hopping onto An's rump, chuckling at her impression of Jay.

An scowled at Anny from the boiler room and looked down at her friends (or up since her head was hanging down from the ceiling), "That's not funny, Anny!" she said sternly.

An didn't like the fact that Jay was all over her all the time, and the fact that he kept sending her these cards made her feel a little annoyed. She was no expert on relationships, but she did know that in a romantic relationship, like what Jay claimed they were in, both people were heard out and their wishes were respected. An would be bawling like a baby, begging him to stop and leave her alone, only for him to ignore her pleas and continue covering her with hickeys. In a relationship, no means no, crying and pleading for him to stop also meant no, and 'NO KISSES FOR AN' also meant no.

But, while An didn't really like Jay, she knew it wasn't very nice to make fun of him for asking to be her valentine, since he normally never asked her permission to act all, uggh, mushy towards her before, at least he was asking this time instead of just attacking her. An also had a feeling that Anny was probably making fun of Jay's buckteeth while she was mocking him, which was also not nice, he couldn't help having buckteeth and his family probably couldn't afford getting him braces to fix them. It wasn't nice to make fun of something that he could do nothing about.

But, despite her scolding Anny, she still feared Jay's shows of adoration, after all, they usually ended up with her being pinned down or climbed on and covered with unwanted hickeys, and those were no fun and definitely not humorous in anyway, (Author: pfttttttt… maybe not to you.) but she still didn't think it was nice to make fun of him just for liking her and having bad teeth.

Anny frowned, annoyed and puffed up her chest with anger as she stood on An's rump, "Aah, what are you scared of?" Anny asked irritably as she spat out her books, dismissing An's declaration in Jay's defense as her finding a stupid crummy valentine from Jay Kanker meaning she was going to be infected with cooties or something if she got too close to it or something and that this was a serious issue and concern.

She walked over to the nearby trashcan, annoyed that An had to be such a scaredy cat when it came to boys. She was stronger then anyone else here, yet she was too scared to even try to defend herself when Jay came for unwanted kisses or Sam wanted to beat the snot out of her because he got annoyed with her. If she wanted, she could crush them both to a pulp and make sure they never messed with her again, but An was way too gentle and kind to do something like that. But still, she was even a little scared of Nate, one of the few people who hardly ever beat them up, and she had a crush on him.

"Boys don't bite, stupid." Anny scoffed, crumpling up the Valentine and tossing it into the trashcan, finally catching Double-N's attention as she watched her heart-felt Valentine spiral into the trash can. "They just cover ya in hickeys until you can get a restraining order." She said flatly, smirking that she managed to get the balled up paper into the bin without missing it.

The bell rang, so An and Anny quickly scooped up their gym bags (a green odor leaking out of An's) began walking to gym class, but Double-N stood there, stunned and shocked that Anny would do throw out her special valentine!

Although she could see how Anny might mistake it for one Jay made for An (after all, Jay had tried giving one to her a little while ago)and stuck in the wrong locker, that was not the case here!

He hadn't stuck it into the wrong locker, he had made it especially for her and Anny had crumpled it up and tossed it into the garbage can as if it was just junk!

She had to get it back! She dashed to the trashcan, luckily nothing liquid had been thrown out in here, so it didn't smudge or get ruined… but still it was in the trash, who knows what could be in there…but Jay had made that valentine just for her and he'd be crushed if he found it in the trash, he might even get upset with her and think she didn't return his feelings…

Double-N was torn, she could dig through the trash to get it back, contaminating herself with who knows what, or she could leave her precious Valentine from Jay in the garbage to ferment in… whatever was in there or what would be put in there later and risk him finding it there and breaking both of their hearts. Double-N took a deep breath, and without gloves or any kind of protection from whatever horrors sat in that metal can before her, dove into the trashcan to find, then save her valentine from further destruction.

An and Anny looked back to call for their brainy friend, only to see her…

Digging… in the garbage?

What gives?

Anny and An watched, Anny annoyed while An looked confused by Double-N's actions. She was the biggest germ-a-phobe and Neat Freak in Peach Creek for crying out loud, what was she doing digging around in the trash?

Anny scowled, then looked to An, putting her arm around her neck and pointing at their trash tunneling friend, "Look at her!" Anny cried, irritated as she watched her friend's lower half sticking out of the trash can, her feet wiggling as she crawled deeper inside, "Not only is she the teacher's pet, but now she's kissing up to the janitor!" she then scowled and snapped, "Come on! We're gonna be late for class, Double-N!" but Double-N continued to dig through the trash, this behavior was uncommon and unusual but Karen was not only the hall monitor, but also the gym assistant, so if they were late, they were gonna be looking at the wrong end of a dodgeball.

And no An wanted that.

Anny gently smacked An on the back of her head, snapping her out of whatever fantasy she was engrossed in and getting her attention, "An." Anny said firmly, then pointed to Double-N, "Fetch." She commanded.

It took a moment for the command to sink in. Then An began to laugh as she walked over and scooped her brainy friend out of the trash, just when she had finally found her valentine from Jay and was snuggling it against her face, and tossed her over her shoulder while Anny quickly spun Double-N's locker combo and yanked her gym clothes out of it and slammed the door shut. An then walked over with Double-N over her shoulder, smiling vividly with her tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dog while Double-N was carefully smoothing out the paper in her hands, Anny slipped her friend's satchel off her shoulder and put it into her locker before slamming it shut and scratching her tall, dopey friend behind the ears, "Good girl, An." she said, making An smile proudly, pleased that she had done well.

Anny then raced towards the gym, holding Double-N's gym bag in one hand and swinging her own gym bag around with the other, letting out a 'WOOHOO!' as she rammed into the door with her side, entering the gym with An close behind, laughing with Double-N over her shoulder, not taking notice that the door closed on the brainy An's stomach and was making An accidently stretch her out like a rubberband with her upperbody still outside the gym.

Double-N hadn't really noticed either, she was too enthralled by her Valentine from Jay. She sighed longingly at the card and snuggled it to her chest, "Turtledove, to whence we meet again." She said softly. She then slipped the card into her hat as she flung into the gym and smacked into her friend. Anny barely managed to stifle a chuckle as she helped her friends up and the three of them walked into the girl's changing room.

Then the Author slipped through the gym doors, panting heavily as she leaned against the double doors, the sound of thundering teachers trampling towards her made her freeze, holding her breath.

"She has to be here somewhere, we'll split up!" one teacher said, "Someone go check the gym!" The Author stiffened and wildly looked back and forth, she had barely managed to escape by using the teacher's heads as stepping stones and pushing them hard enough with her legs to send them crashing into the lockers before hopping down and running for the gym. She suddenly smiled as she noticed that they had left the risers down and dashed towards it, quickly running underneath it to hide and praying that the teachers didn't find her. She panted as quietly as she could, only stopping to hold her breathe once when the teacher who came to check the gym had come close enough to her hiding spot, but the teacher quickly glanced around, scratched his head, shrugged, then walked towards the girl's locker room and went inside…

Only to be kicked out with Anny and Karen screaming, "GET OUT! THIS IS THE GIRLSLOCKER ROOM! GET OUT!" with giant rolls of toilet paper flying out of the doorway at the teacher as he fled the open door.

The Author bit back a chuckle as the teacher went inside the boys locker room, only for him to run out the locker room and out of the gym, Tee and Larie cackling from inside, the Author making a mental note to thank them in some shape or form later as she finally allowed herself to relax for a moment.

She was safe, for now.

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Author's End Note for this Chapter: Hey guys, sorry this is late, but here's chapter four of Hanky Panky!

This is a message to all readers and fans, I am inviting anyone who would like to come, to watch my revenge against the fairies later on (as in I will have a bunch of people from FF standing with me, enjoying the sweet taste of victory), I have Wolfang21 filming it and I need someone to bring popcorn and someone to bring sodas and someone to bring chairs, etc. Let me know if you're coming in the reviews and what you want to bring and I'll PM you for a basic description of yourself and put you in there.

Also, if anyone is interested in helping me TP the teachers' houses after I make sure everything is back to normal, please let me know in the reviews as well and I'll send you a PM asking for a basic description to put in that chapter.

If you can't do that on this site for either, you can send me a note on deviant art (my user name there is lolzwaitwhat too) or tell me that, we'll figure something out, okay?

Also, someone asked if seeing the fairies was something to be concerned about, it is, they shouldn't be there, crush them with a dirty wet mop. If they haven't poofed away yet, I'll ask Rachel what you should do next.