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One thing I would like to mention is that I use the Blue nose friends franchise in this Fic, and probably others, because, before we went our separate ways due to conflicting schedules, on the opening night of a big play I was in that he was coming to watch, my best friend gave me the blue nose friend Wrinkles the dog. I carry him everywhere with me to keep my friend in my heart.

Tom's POV

I carried Lucy back up to the house while she slept peacefully in my arms. I'm not surprised she's tired, she's been through more then any of us today and we've been fighting five tiny, but very aggressive, aliens.

I walked through the front door of the house, ignoring the grown ups stares as I carried Lucy up to our room. I laid her out on her bed. She groaned at the loss of my warmth, snuggling into her blankets. She could be so cute with even the most regular of actions. I smiled as I handed her Wrinkles, placing him in the hand that was resting on her chest. Her fingers curled around him as she cradled him against her chest. I'll never understand why she loves that stupid stuffed dog so much.

I would have stayed longer, but I could hear Art calling for me. I quickly tucked Lucy in before going to find him. He was standing by the entrance to the kitchen, a zombiefied Rickey next to him.

"Where have you been? And what happened to Lucy?" he asked. I shook my head.

"Doesn't matter, she's fine and that's what matters." I said. Art raised an eyebrow but shrugged before making Rickey walk into the room, banging him against the counter as he did. I lifted the mouth piece up, clipping it to my ear.

"Bad news." I said through Rickey as he stopped in front of my parents. "The leasing office called, they need you to go back there before they close for the holidays."

"Really?" my mom asked.

"Problem with the contract. They insisted." I said and Art made Rickey do a very large shrug. I rolled my eyes.

"Rickey are you ok?" I heard my dad ask. I shared a panicked look with Art. He just shrugged.

"Uh…um…uhh…just allergies Mr. P." I stammered and Art made him rub his nose with the back of his hand. "But they did say it was urgent." I said quickly, getting back on topic.

"Ok, I'll call and sort this all out." she said. I peeked round the door to see her grabbing the phone. "Oh well this is weird. Hey Stu, I think the phone's dead." I counted down on my fingers and sure enough, Lee remembered and shut off the lights.

"Did they just cut off our power?" I heard my dad ask. Yes! Go Lee!

"Oh they are going to here about it from me. Come on lets go." my mom said in a stern voice. Yes it was working, now all we have to do is get rid of Nate.

"Hey guys we could some more beers and chips. Why don't you run down to the grocery store while I fire up the grill." he said, always thinking of food and booze. No wonder Jake's mom left him.

"And watch the kids?" my mom asked. I heard Nate laugh.

"Ok sure." he agreed.

"No!" I called, as did Rickey. "I mean, you all have to go…they, they said…all your names are on the lease. I'll look after the kids." I heard the grown ups talking amongst themselves before my mom spoke.

"Ok. Ok lets just go." she said in her no bull-shit voice. I suddenly got an idea.

"Oh and Mr. P? could you get me some adult diapers? Mine are almost full." I said and Art made Rickey make a waving motion over his nose. "Super absorbent!" I waited until I heard the front door close until I joined Art in laughing. He looked up at me, but his eyes were drawn upwards as he sniffed.

"Look." I looked up to see smoke coming out of the vents. "Alien defimist. Don't breath!" he yelled before pulling his shirt up over his nose. What the heck is alien defimist?

I was about to follow his example when something occurred to me. "Lucy! Put Rickey on pause." I ordered before turning and running up the stairs. I passed Jake, who was leaning down by one of the vents.

I ran into our room to see Lucy still asleep on her bed. She looked alright, beautiful as always, but I wanted to make sure. I gently shook her awake, just in case she breathed in something dangerous. She grumbled as she rolled onto her back. I smiled, thinking of a good way to wake her up. Slowly I leaned down. I thought about going in for a kiss on the lips, but if she woke up that could be bad, so instead I placed a kiss on her forehead.

She sighed, hopefully happily, before her eyes opened slowly. I smiled, putting a stray lock of her mocha hair behind her ear. She smiled up at me, her blue eyes still drowsy with sleep. I was lost for a moment before I remembered why I came in to wake her up.

"Hey, are you feeling alright?" I asked. She chuckled, sitting up slightly.

"Well, after nearly drowning in the lake I have to say yeah I am. Why?" she asked. I pointed up at the vent in our room. She turned and jumped when she saw it. "What is that?"

"Art thinks it's some kind of alien smoke. I just wanted to make sure you were alright." that last part was supposed to stay in my head. She seemed to be touched by this.

"Thanks Tom. I'm fine." she said, standing up from the bed. I helped her up and together we walked back into the hallway. Jake hadn't moved from his spot but this time Art, Lee and Hannah were standing with him.

"Jake there's smoke in the vents." I warned. He smirked.

"I know. It's me." he said, holding up one of the fire crackers his dad had brought. I saw Lucy and Hannah's eyes widened. "We have unfriendlies on the loose, I tracked them down. Parents?"

"Gone." I smirked. Jake smiled determinedly.

"Great. Now we can take it up a notch." he said, holding up a proper firework. I backed up slightly, pulling Hannah with me and keeping Lucy behind me. We all jumped as a bang, followed by screaming, sounded from the vents.

"This could get ugly." I realised, looking down at my little sister then at Lucy. "Lucy, take Hannah and go hide." I said firmly. I know it sounded sexist, but I just wanted them to be safe. Lucy looked like she wanted to protest, but I gave her a stern look. When her frown deepened I knew I would have to go another route to make her go. "Please Luce. I just want you and Hannah safe. Please do it for me?" I begged, taking her hands in mine. I knew I was being cheesy but Lucy was stubborn. It seemed to work because with one glance at my brown eyes in puppy form and her frown melted away. she nodded, taking Hannah's hand and leading her away.

"Just be careful." she said as she reached the end of the corridor. I nodded, grabbing onto Art's shirt as he tried to run off after them. More bangs from the vents sounded as Jake continued to chuck fireworks down the ducts. He was going to set the house on fire soon. Judging by the screaming coming from the vents though he seemed to be hitting his targets.

After about ten minutes he finally stopped blowing up the inside of the house to check the vents.

"Well that definitely slowed them down but those buggers adapt fast." he said as he climbed down. "But I think we should pull out the big guns." he said as he walked over to his box of fireworks. "Black cat whistler? Or fire dragon?" he asked, holding them up. I raised my eyebrows at the large fireworks.

"Maybe we should not burn the house down?" I asked sarcastically. He didn't look to happy about that. He looked like he was goanna say something, but I stopped him when I heard laughing. We all froze as we heard it again.

"Hannah! And Lucy!" I shouted, charging down the hallway. I burst through the door to see the four armed alien, holding something that looked suspiciously like a gun, to Hannah's head while Lucy just watched.

"He's armed!" Jake cried.

"Hannah, Lucy, step away from the alien." I said, trying to sound calm. Jake went in the other direction, diving across the room and grabbing a foam baseball bat. The alien screamed and crawled under Hannah's bed as we all crowded around, trapping it while Jake brandished his bat. But Hannah and Lucy stopped us, standing between us and the bed.

"No! Leave him alone! He's my friend!" she demanded. Lucy nodded, glaring at us, especially Jake. I'd be lying if I said that that didn't make me happy inside.

"He was just holding a ray gun to your head!" Art exclaimed. I nodded in agreement.

"It's my bubble blower." she explained, picking it up. "He fixed it for me. He's not like the others. Look." she said, beckoning us towards the bed. I shared a look with Jake before following, crouching down by Lucy to look under the bed.

"First sign of aggression, I'm taking him out. With extreme prejudice." Jake said darkly as the alien backed up. Lucy hit his arm and I smirked.

"It's ok Mr. Snuggle-lump." Hannah soothed. We all gave Hannah a look.

"It's what she named him." Lucy cleared up for us. We all nodded before turning back to the alien.

"He's not your pet Hannah, he's a freaking alien." I said softly. She gave me puppy dog eyes but I just stared back.

"He's my alien." she said, shrugging at me before waving at him. He waved back with two of his four arms, looking a little self-conscience when we all stared.

"Aww." Jake gushed. We all stared at him with strange looks. He noticed and cleared his throat awkwardly. "I mean uch." he corrected, blushing a little. I smiled at the alien, also finding his nervousness endearing.

"Maybe she's right. Look at his belt. I think those are tools." the alien still looked a little scared. "Hey." I said softly, getting his attention. "It's ok little guy. We just want to talk." I felt a hand on mine and turned to see Lucy smiling at me. I grinned back, glad to not look like a bad guy in her eyes.

"Come on snugs. Back up." Hannah instructed, the last part to us. I chuckled as I did, letting the alien-who I refused to call Snugglelump-out from under the bed. Cautiously, he crawled out from under the bed, grabbing to oids from his pocket as Hannah beckoned him over.

"Watch." he said, taking Hannah's hands with two of his and clapping the oids together with the other two. As he drew them apart, we all gaped as Hannah's hair instantly shot up, flowing around like the gravity had been turned off…again.

"Whoa." we all breathed while Hannah giggled. I touched it gently, just in case I got shocked.

"That's amazing." Lucy said, also touching Hannah's hair from the other side. Her hand brushed mine and I think literal sparks flowed between us. I don't know how long I'll be able to keep this act up.

I always thought the people who keep their love a secret from the person they love in stories were just saps who were never brave enough to just admit it. Now I can see how frightening love can be. Twice today I've almost lost Lucy and both times all I could think about was how I was ever going to get by without her there, without seeing her beautiful smile that gets me through even the crapest of days. And then just makes me feel selfish, thinking about how I'd get by when she's the one in trouble. Well I do know that whatever she goes through I'll be right there to help her. I've been doing it for five years and I'm not prepared to let her go now.

And then there's the constant thought that, if I do ever get the stones to tell her my feelings, she won't feel the same. That could ruin our friendship. The only thing different from that scenario is that if I lost her that way, I would still see her a lot, we live on the same street. I looked over at her, seeing her eyes light up as the alien did more things with his tools. If me and Lucy shared one more moment that got interrupted, I wouldn't care, I would just go ahead, finish it and accept the consequences.

I am in love with Lucy Gale and by the end of this very strange day, she was going to know it.

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