Okay, here comes the next chapter! I own Scott and Penelope. Everyone else is owned by a guy that made a segment of an extremely OOC little girl trying to get her idiot friend to drill a hole through his head…or something like that…in college.

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Mandy was startled by the question. "Uh…okay. Like what?"

"Did you go to any dances?"

Mandy sighed. "Yes." She secretly hoped Scott wouldn't ask that.

"What kind of dances?"

"What? Do you mean like Prom?"

"Yeah."

Mandy bit her lip, trying to think of how to answer the question. Finally, she spoke up. "I didn't go to Junior Prom. Irwin kept begging me and no one else even asked. But in my senior year, someone did ask me besides Irwin…"

"Dad?"

Mandy nodded and continued. "He finally got the courage to ask me out. So we went. We didn't dance. We just sat in the corner talking the whole time. As a prank, Mindy tried to rig the poll so Bill and I would be the next prom king and queen so we'd have to dance, but her plot failed."

"So…you weren't king and queen?"

"Oh, no. We were. We just refused to dance."

"Oh."

"That night he drove me home," she continued, "and before I left the car, he kissed me."

"Ew."

"I know. That was my first reaction, too. But then I realized that that was all I really wanted: the boy I secretly liked to like me back."

"Corny."

"Shut up."

"What about graduation?"

"These questions keep coming, don't they?"

Penelope walked in. "What's going on?"

"Mom's telling me a story," Scott replied.

"Ooh! Can I hear it?"

"Ugh…" Mandy groaned. "Very well… Here's the story about my graduation…"

-X-

Billy giggled as he put on a blue gown and graduation hat (A/N: If there's a specific name for them, I have no idea what it is). "I can't believe we're graduating, Mandy!"

"I can't believe YOU'RE graduating," Mandy said.

"Oh, Irwin did all my homework," Billy said proudly. "Didn't ya know that?"

"Why would he do all your homework?"

"Because I promised I'd someday get him and you together on a date," he grinned.

"WHAT?!"

"Chill, Mandy!" Billy cried. "I'm not really gonna do that! I wouldn't!"

Mandy's fury left her. "Good boy. I guess you learned something from me after all."

"Do I gets a doggy treat?"

"…No…" She put on her hat. "Are you scared, Billy?"

"No. Why? Are you?"

"No, but I thought you would be. Once we get out of here, we're on our own. Heck, we may never even see each other again."

Billy rolled his eyes. "That's nonsense! Of course we'll see each other again! We're like…like…two bees in an iPod!"

"Don't you mean 'two peas in a pod'?"

"Hee hee hee hee hee! You said 'pee'…"

"…You're an idiot."

"I know. But like I was saying, we're practic-ably in-cereal-able!"

"Practically inseparable?"

Billy nodded furiously. "Yea-yea-yea-yea-yea!"

Mandy sighed. "Life isn't always that simple, Billy, but don't worry, okay? I'm not going out-of-state for college, so I'm sure we'll get to hang out a little."

"Who said I was worried?" Billy asked. "Now, come on. Grab your Silly String and let's go!" He ran out of the room with his own can.

Mandy rolled her eyes and grabbed the can. "I hate this ritual. This'll take forever to get out of my hair," she mumbled as she left the room.