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MonkeyLucy: Yays! :)

GrandOldPenguin: As always, your feedback is appreciated :) I love cliffhangers too (if you couldn't tell). And KJ? Well, I always wondered why Julien would come to America in this AU, and I decided that he came here after tragedy to get his daughter away from the sadness. But that's just me :) I've always loved Roger! How can I NOT bring him into the story? :) And the title? Don't worry about it :) I came up with a better one! But thank you for thinking about it :)

17Bubbleslove: They're always good? Yays! :D

Thanks to Thedoregirl for adding my story to Favorite Story and Story Alert ^^

Kristen: Last chapter! I'm sorry if there's any mistakes! It has been a pleasure to write this story! And I'm disappointed that no one noticed WHY I named KJ what I did. My anitials are KJ, as it states on my profile, plus take away the first letter of his name, and King Julien makes KJ. And they have the same anitials. King Julien Jules and Kenya Juliette Jules. Creative, no? *continues to ramble about pointless things*

Skipper: *amused* I think I might actually miss this.

Marlene: I know I will.

Private: Do we have to go?

Skyla: Kristen told us she was making background stories for us! We'll be back soon.

Kristen: *points to Skyla ans Rico* I'm still not talking to you!

Rico: Huh?

Skyla: She's mad at us for eating her cheesecake. *sticks tongue out at Kristen* It was guuuuuuuuuuuud.

Kristen: No!

Marlene and Private: Enjoi!

DISCLAIMER: If I didn't own them eight chapters ago, what makes ya think I'd own them now.

*-KTKK-*

After a long drive and steady conversation, they made it to Roger's little coffee place. It was on the corner of suburban street and country lane. It was a light purple on the inside, with decorative white tables and chairs. The counter had a display case beneath with all sorts of muffins and cookies and goodies. They piled the tables together to make room for everyone. Roger disappeared into the back.

Skipper glanced at Skyla from the conversation. She was smiling, but it didn't seem to go all the way to her eyes. He tapped her shoulder and asked her, unnoticed by the others, "Something wrong, Dollface?"

"It's just..." she trailed off, glancing to the side. She finally deflated. "We didn't get him."

"Ah, don't worry," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Once he shows up again, we'll get 'im."

She smiled, the light turned on in her eyes. She grabbed Rico's hand, getting a smile out of him too.

"Now, let's enjoy this food!" Roger shouted as he brought out a mixed platter of cupcakes and cookies and a tray of hot chocolate. The others, of course, agreed.

*-KTKK-*

While they were walking to the HQ, Skipper suddenly stopped. The others looked back at him curiously.

"Why did we stop?" Marlene asked, leaning on Rico's shoulder because of her ankle. They had yet to get rid of their injuries because their First Aid kit was at the HQ, but they had washed up at Roger's, and the pain wasn't that bad.

Skipper just pointed at the house beside them, and they all understood. It was Julien's house.

KJ's eyes filled with happy tears. "Home..."

Skipper led KJ up to the porch, and banged on the door. They waited a minute until a tired shout came from the other side. "Who dares to be waking me up at six o'clock in de morning?"

The door was thrust open, and Julien stood there in a robe. His usually neatly-groomed black hair was messed up from sleep, and he was rubbing his hazel eyes. "Skipper?" He glanced down at KJ, and his eyes widened. "Kenya!"

"Dad!" she shouted.

He swept her in a hug. Skipper smirked. "Glad you woke up, huh?"

"Thank you so much, Skipper!" he shouted. "If you ever need anything, anything at all, I will...! Eh, I will get Maurice to do it."

KJ giggled and gave Skipper a hug. "See you later."

"Later, KJ."

The father and daughter disappeared behind the door. Skipper walked back to the smiling group.

"Who was THAT?" Kristen asked.

"That's Julien!" Private said. "Why?"

"He was hot."

They all went to the HQ, laughing at what she said. Once they got there, Kristen's eyes widened. "Wow! This is amazin!"

"Do you have a place to stay?" Skyla asked.

Kristen shook her head. "No. I usually just crashed at the bar where I worked."

"Well then, welcome to your new home!" Skipper shouted with a grin.

"Really?" she asked. "You're gonna let me stay?"

"Of course!" He smiled and wrapped an arm around her. "You've earned it."

"Yay!" Marlene and Private shrieked and hugged Kristen. Skyla and Rico smiled.

"So, where's the guest room? I'm tired."

"Oh, uh..." Skipper trailed off, then looked at Skyla. "Do we have a guest room?"

Skyla shook her head. "That would be a negative."

"Well, I guess-"

"She can stay in my room!" Skyla blurted out.

"But where will you stay?" Private asked.

"Well..." She looked up at Rico from her place wrapped in his arms and smiled sheepishly. "Can I?"

He nodded and smiled.

"I'll stay with Rico in his room," she said with a blush.

Marlene, Private, and Kristen chorused, "Awww!"

Skipper glared at Rico. "Rico..." he said in a warning tone. "If you-"

"Skipper!" Skyla shouted, saving a nervous Rico. "Enough!"

Skipper's glare softened to a grin. "Alright."

"Wait, I don't have any clothes," Kristen said, gesturing to her torn dressed. "This is all I have."

Marlene, Private, and Kristen looked at each other and shouted, "SHOPPING!"

Their injuries and tiredness forgotten, they dragged a protesting Skyla out the door. Skipper and Rico just looked at each other, grinning.

*-KTKK-*

Kristen: And with that, this fanfic is brought to an end. I think that's a satisfying ending.

Everyone: See ya later!

Kristen: In my later fanfics! I actually plan to post one soon; it's called, "Dark Skies, Long Days". Check it out!

Oranges and smiles!

*-KTKK-*