Disclaimer: It would be nice to own the Ducks, but sadly enough, I don't own them. I do own the original characters though.

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Fulton passed the bowl of popcorn to Cooper, "I talked to Tammy this morning."

"Ooo!" Cooper's eyes got wide, "How was it?"

"Good. It's nice to have contact with her again. She's always busy so it feels like there's a time where I talk to her a lot, and then she disappears." Fulton grabbed his soda, "That's what sucks the most, the whole disappearing act, because I feel like I have her for a little bit, then it's just pulled away." Fulton stared at his Sprite can, as if he was deep in thought. Cooper looked at the disappointed expression on Fulton's face.

"That's why it's so hard to get over her."

"Exactly," Fulton shook his head and stuffed popcorn in his mouth. "Then I'm left acting like a sad, little girl."

"You're not a sad, little girl Fulton." Cooper put her head on his shoulder, "Just a pathetic big boy."

"Thanks Elizabeth."

Cooper cringed, "Ugh that name! How about Liz? Like Liz and Max from Roswell, not ugh-liz-ugh-beth. Nice name, just not for me."

"That's right. It's not manly enough for you."

"Not a bit," Cooper faced Fulton. "Anyway, this Tabitha problem," Fulton looked confused. "If you're gonna be a secretive, little girl, and not tell the guys about her, because you're just so manly that they can't know, then you need a nickname."

"Tabitha." Fulton paused, "really?"

Cooper thought for a second. "Yes. So about Tabitha; the best friend eventually realizes the other person is perfect and tells the other person. The other person, that's you, all that stuff."

Fulton rolled his eyes, "Yeah, in the movies. Things don't happen like magic. Movie love just can't happen."

"Hah, have you been watching Parker and Guy: the early years?" Cooper looked back into the kitchen to see Parker and Guy staring at the back of the cake mix box. They looked at each other, then they gave the same shrug. "The most closed up, scared, tough little girl and the boy, out of Minnesota, who got his heart broken in his freshman year old high school from his puppy love girlfriend. They get to know each other, feel it since the beginning, and create a relationship by spending almost seventy-two hours by each other."

"You think it could stay like that for them?"

"Oh no, definitely not. It's gonna be a bumpy ride. But it's a great beginning to movie love. Can you hear that? MTV is coming to make a reality TV show."

Fulton laughed, and rolled his eyes at Cooper, who was nodding."You're a funny girl Cooper, funny girl."

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"Mendoza is craving a girlfriend," Portman exclaimed, followed by Mendoza, who snarled, and both sat on the open stools.

Guy looked through the cabinet for a bowl, "Yeah he is. Where are the bowls?"

Parker went on her tip toes and searched with him. "Hm, a girlfriend. Where might one find one of those?"

"That's my question," Luis mumbled.

Parker grabbed the bowl from the back of the cabinet with the tip of her fingers. At the same time, a plastic bowl came down with it and landed on Guy's head with a thud. She put the bowl down and looked at Guy, trying not to laugh as he stood there: bowl on head.

"Are you okay?" Parker removed the bowl for him.

Guy rubbed the top of his head, "Yeah. I'm fine.It's not everyday I get attacked by a bowl. But its okay the first time wasn't so bad."

Guy tilted his head down, so Parker could try to feel for the bump that the bowl created.

"Kiss it! Kiss it!" Portman slammed his fists lightly on the counter in demand.

Parker froze and took her hand out of Guy's hair, then closed the cabinet. "So you need a girlfriend, let's think."

Guy stood behind Parker, so she wouldn't see the glare he shot towards Portman, who smirked.

"I don't start class until next week, I could meet girl's there," Luis suggested with a frown.

Guy stared at the cake mix box again, "But that's way too long for you. You want a girlfriend by the end of this week, which is completely possible in your mind. "

"Just because you need time to get a girlfriend doesn't mean it takes the whole world forever." Luis rolled up a post-it and threw it at Guy's head, aiming for where the bruise was.

"Clubbing." Parker held out the bowl and Guy put the mix in.

"What?" Portman questioned.

"Let's go clubbing, there are girls there, and none of us have work tonight, and the ones who have classes tomorrow, have afternoon classes. There's hockey practice in the afternoon, so if we get drunk, we can sober ourselves up a bit before that I guess?" Parker suggested.

"Clubbing," Portman raised an eyebrow. "That is definitely not my thing."

Luis grinned, "Clubbing is definitely my kind of thing."