So let me get this straight...this little girl is the daughter of Johnny and Larry Vincent...AND Ms. Phillips?! Three parents?! Woah...that's definitely not something you hear about everyday! Well, now once I think about it: She has Peanut's cute little meek voice as well as a kind heart like him and....well....everything else is from Johnny. Appearance AND temper wise.

Jimmy Hopkins watched with great interest as the small, but strong little girl wailed on the unbearably fat kid that somehow pissed her off. The chubby boy hadn't even been able to lay a single scratch on the little greaser. It was actually kind of a hilarious sight to see not just for the fact that a little boy was getting his ass kicked by a little girl, but the fact that she was showing so much of her father's behavior..well...her dominant-like father, anyway. Once the kid was finally down, Candy stood tall (metaphorically since she was the shortest child out of all of the others) as the other children cheered her on.

"That's right, boy! I'm the queen 'round here, ME! Big Mama V! And you, son, you're just a loser!". She was showing her traits that obviously belonged to Johnny again, which caused James to start laughing again. Not to mention, her accent was showing more now. Once her ego calmed down a bit, she continued to play with her friends.

Hmm...I just noticed...she has Peanut's smile. It's actually very cute...and the fact that she's the smallest one out of the group could possibly be another trait from Larry she inherited.

Jimmy turned around to see if he could see Ms. Phillips or Mr. Galloway. They were gone. He wondered for about two minutes, trying to figure out where they went. But, James soon found out why they had disappeared.

"Hello, Larry! Car's still in the shop?". Funny, Peanut didn't look much different from how he had at Bullworth. In fact, the only differences on him were that he had a bit of stubble now and he wasn't wearing his regular outfit. Instead, he wore the exact same clothing he had before minus the Bullworth polo and plus a white shirt under the jacket.

Peanut smiled at Galloway and replied with, "Hullo, and unfortunately, yeah. Sucks that I have to walk all the way from home to work and then from work to here and then home again. Fuckin' economic crisis!". Galloway laughed at this outburst and Ms. Phillips just kind of lightly hit him in the side. "Ergh, yeah. I know what you mean. They say it's all the president's fault for this mess, but then again they said the EXACT same thing about three or four other presidents". Ms. Phillips and Peanut both nodded.

Ugh, so the economic crisis never ended, huh? So, pretty much the world, six years since I died, is EXACTLY the same? Peachy, just peachy.

Once she noticed that her father was there, Candy started sprinting towards Peanut. "Daddy, daddy!". The little girl threw her arms out towards her father as he did the same. "Sweetheart!" were the loving words that came from his mouth as his daughter had finally made it to him, wrapping her arms around him as he did her.

After about ten seconds of embracing, Peanut broke it and started making funny faces at the little girl. The one that made him look like a pufferfish made Candy laugh the hardest. He eventually stopped and picked the child up and held her. "Hope she wasn't too much trouble for ya while Johnny and I were out working!".

Tch...she kicked the living shit out of some fat kid.

Jimmy couldn't hear the rest conversation, but he still stared in great envy for Peanut. There he was, holding the most beautiful thing Jimmy had ever seen..that he created with the help of his one true love, a trusted family friend, and a bit of science...and Jimmy was dead. He never found out what it was like to be a father. He almost found out with Pinky, but the "great" being above didn't see things the same way as Jimmy did.

Eventually, the greaser gently put his daughter back down and lightly grabbed her tiny hand and led them onto the streets of New Coventry. Jimmy followed them since he assumed that the entire point of this was to somehow teach him a lesson. He couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but all he knew is that Peanut was making Candy laugh a lot and she was probably saying very cute and naive children things to him that was making him laugh. Soon, they walked into a part of town with a very dirty road.

"Daddy, can I have a piggyback ride?". Peanut laughed and replied with, "Sure, why not? The street's filthy, anyway. We don't want you to get your shoes dirty, do we?". She shook her head no. Peanut smiled and bent down so that his daughter could climb onto his back.

"Alright, hold on now!". And with that, Peanut lifted upwards while being careful to make sure his daughter didn't fall. She let out loud shrills of laughter as her father calmly walked them home. Soon, they walked up to the front door of a barely stained house.

"Where's daddy?". Peanut reached into his pocket for the key to the house. "He's on his way home sweetie, in fact, he should be home right...about...-". After these words, riding on the very same stolen police bike he had driven in on him and Peanut's wedding night, was Johnny Vincent himself.

Peanut smiled widely. "Now!". Once Johnny had turned off the motor, he took off his helmet and turned to face his family, flashing them a friendly grin. "Well, well, well. My two favorite lovelies are home early!".

Peanut let Candy down so that she could run and hug her daddy. "Hi, daddy!!". Johnny bent down to his knees and wrapped his arms around his daughter as she tightly wrapped hers around him. After that, he started to have a little fun with his little girl.

"Wazz this? Huh?". He reached both of this arms out, forming the hands into some weird claw shaped thing. Candy gasped. "Oh no, it's the evil tickler!!".

"That's right, muaha!". His hands attacked her sides, tickling her viciously as she let out howling giggles. The small child was laughing so hard now that Johnny had her on her back as he tickled her sides. Jimmy couldn't help but feel jealous as he watched this happen.

My family was never like that...it was always, "Jimmy, be nice to your new step father" or some bullshit like that. I never even met my real father...

Once the former greaser king was done tickling his daughter, he helped her up and patted her scalp. "Hey, can you be a doll and put these on the kitchen table for me?". He reached out of his pocket and grabbed some mail. "Okay!".

Johnny smiled at his daughter. "Good girl" were the words he said right before he kissed her on the top on her head, dismissing her. Peanut had already had the door unlocked, so Candy just lightly skipped to the door and went inside with the mail in hand. After she was inside, Johnny smiled at his husband.

"Well hello, gorgeous!". Peanut blushed and chuckled. "Hello, Mister Vincent". Johnny chuckled and lightly jogged over to his love, wrapping his arms around him, passionately brushing his lips against Larry's.

*sigh*......I wish I could've been able to do that to Petey...

Johnny soon broke the kiss, which lead Peanut to ask him a question that definitely got Jimmy's attention. "Have you heard from Jimmy today? He was supposed to baby-sit Candy while we was out working, but he didn't answer the call!". Johnny's smiled faded away. "Well...there's something about him I might need to tell you....he's dead. He killed himself earlier this morning...".

Peanut's mouth dropped open and his eyes widened. "You're...you're kidding, right?". Johnny shook his head no. "I wish I was kidding...how could he do such a thing? People actually cared about him! And Candy looked up to him as a hero!!".

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Awww...Johnny and Peanut being all fatherly. ^^ I'm going to always love those two as a pairing!! Them as a couple just fits perfectly in every possible way. Kind of like how the Ponyboy/Johnny pairing from The Outsiders fits so well that you just can't help but love it. ^_^ I still want to write a fic that revolves around Candy Vincent....I just don't know when I'll write it. Probably not long after this one's done.