So, this is like a little Epilogue. Not really all that long.

"What chu want anyway? We keep falling in love. What a beautiful disaster." -Beautiful Disaster by American Hi-fi

It was 3:30 and Ellie's foot was tapping at hyper speed. Detention was clearly not her thing. Richie kept looking over at her fast paced tapping and then back to Mrs. Coleman. He certainly hoped that she wouldn't notice, but she was wrapped up in the book she was reading anyway. She sipped the last of her coffee and announced she would be back in a moment and instructed that the two were to stay put at their desks. The moment the door closed Ellie leapt to her feet.

"I'm so gone!" Ellie sighed in relief. Richie's eyes went wide as he stood to his feet as well.

"You can't leave yet, we still have another half an hour!" Richie reminded her.

"I. Do. Not. CARE! Do you have any idea how long an hour is to me? Just sitting in silence?!"

"Ellie, the punishment for skipping detention is an office detention."

"I'll just skip that one too!"

"Then you'll get a Saturday detention."

"I'll skip that one too!"

"Then you'll get an in-school suspension! And that goes on your permanent record. Colleges tend to frown on that."

"Oh who cares? All the skipped detentions will distract them from that." Ellie shrugged as she headed to the door. Richie quickly grabbed her and redirected her to her seat, "No! You can't make me stay here Richie! It's scary!"

"Scary?"

"Yes! In case you haven't noticed that teacher looks like a vulture! I'm kind of afraid she's going to kill me then feast upon my cold flesh."

"That's kinda gross." Richie interjected but Ellie ignored him.

"Then she'll weave a basket with my entrails that she'll carry my severed head in as she skips merrily…"

"Okay, you need to stop exaggerating."

"Exaggerating? I don't exaggerate."

"You're the most dramatic person I've ever met."

"I'm not dramatic, dramatic is the word you use to describe the monosyllabic, whiny, bleach blond bitches that spread rumors about everyone. I'm merely a tad theatrical." Ellie corrected.

"…aren't you blond?" Richie asked.

"Shut up." Ellie snapped, "Point is: You can't make me stay here."

"Come on El, you handle psychotic villains on a daily basis, you can't handle an hour detention?"

"I'd take psychotic villains in a heart beat! If I spend one more moment in this putrid place I'll scream so loud that the only way to block out the white noise will be to pull your brain out through your auditory canal."

"Oh you'll last!" said Richie.

"No I won't! This is unbearable! How do people even withstand this kind of torture? It's too quiet, it's too slow, and it's just too predictable! If I'm going to stay here then I need a rush! I need something unexpected! I need…" Richie's lips crashed down on hers finishing her sentence and Ellie's heart raced faster than her feet ever did. Her eyes were wide and she was unresponsive at first because of the shock. She quickly caught on and her eyes closed peacefully, she grabbed a fistful of his shirt and began to kiss him back. She allowed her tongue to explore the new territory which she now claimed. Richie's hands glided over her back and settled at her waist. It was at this moment it felt like they were the only two people in the universe and everyone else was worlds away. After a few intense moments, they both mutually let go. They stared at each other for only a second before looking down at the floor. Richie rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly; Ellie coughed and straightened out her dress.

"That was… unexpected." She said, Richie nodded and she added, "And definitely a rush…"

"I uh… don't know what came over me." Richie admitted, "It was… an impulse."

"It's alright." Ellie said looking up.

"I'm… sorry." Richie said, not moving his gaze from the floor. Ellie leaned over and kissed him. It was softer and a lot less electrifying than the first time. But Richie was cooperative and when they broke apart this time their eyes locked.

"Don't be sorry, it was welcomed." Ellie smiled, "I may be a crime fighting super hero, but you're much braver than I am, Richie."

"How so?" Richie asked.

"I wasn't sure if I'd ever admit that I have feelings for you." Ellie explained.

"But you always seem so confident." said Richie.

"Are you kidding? I've known you for almost a month and already I've put you in mortal peril. That's just from you knowing you. I'm scared to even think where you'd end up if we dated." She said. Richie grinned placing a hand on hers and his fingers intertwined with her bony ones.

"I'm not scared."

"And that's why you're braver than me."

"Well, maybe it'd be a disaster or maybe it'd be the greatest thing to ever happen to both of us. Either way we won't know unless we try. But dating or not, you're not getting rid of me." Richie said.

"Dakota would be too boring without you anyway." Ellie grinned in response. She was more than willing to give it a try, even it did end up being a catastrophe, she was more than sure it would be a beautiful disaster.

Aha yeah, I made em get together ;)

Well shucks guys, thanks for all the reviews and positive feedback, and all those who favorited and such. You're all too kind.

And keep an eye out for Hold Me Down, which is part 2 of my planned trilogy.

I promise there will be loads of Richie/Ellie fluff.