Fifteen and up
By Samhoku
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone at all. I do not write this to be sold, I do not write this for money. Its all for the sheer enjoyment.
My Comments: Thanks for the reviews, again. (: I am still trying to figure out how each character will act. No one really grows up.
Rated:T
About: Dill is Fifteen, Tommy is Sixteen, everyone else is older then them.
Pairings: Tommy X Kimmy, Dill X Lil, Phil X Susie, Angelica X Chuckie (I think that covers everyone)
Story
Phil stared at his homework and wished he didn't have to do it. He looked at his mom, "I suppose dropping out of school isn't an option until two weeks?" Betty shook her head then watched as her son sighed and resumed doing his homework.
Phil finished his last subject then fell off his bed dramatically, "It killed meh." He pulled the homework on his face. Lil came in just as Phil was goofing off, "Phil, what are you doing?"
"Being immature, leave me alone." Phil said from the other side of the bed. He climbed back up and raised an eyebrow at his sister, "Why are you here?"
"I need help with this math problem, and you are better at math then me." Lil came and sat on the bed next to her brother, "Please?"
Phil huffed and sat criss cross on the bed, "Sure, let me see." He took the math book and looked it over, "Did you try to use scrap paper?" Phil looked in his notebook for some then gave it to her, "Do the problem two are three times."
Lil nodded and did as she was told, she eventually found the right answer, "Thanks Phil!" She jumped off the bed and started to leave.
"Lil?" Phil called to his sister, causing her to stop and look at him, "If you and Dill have a thing for each other, I am fine with it."
Lil rolled her eyes, "Dill?" She fidgeted and looked at the ground, "Alright." She escaped the room.
Phil smiled, finding his sister's discomfort with the subject of Dill amusing. He felt his phone vibrate and he screamed, jumping a couple inches off the bed. Phil grumbled and opened it, "Hello?"
"This is Chuckie...who did I call?"
"You called me, Phil." Phil said with irritation, "Did you drop your phone in the toilet again? You might want to check all your contacts and make sure they are in the right places."
Chuckie had been embarrassed, he had dropped the phone in the toilet again. He sorted out his contacts then plugged his phone in to charge, after he made sure it was dry. No need to electrocute ones self after dropping it in the toilet.
Chuckie heard someone knock on the door, he walked over and opened it, "Hello Dill, Tommy." He gave his two friends a smile and let them in.
Tommy said, "Darrel wants to come after Angelica. I am not precisely sure what to do about it." He looked worried, "In two weeks, when he gets out, we are singing at the Java Lava. Angelica is our agent, we need to find some way to protect her. She won't be on stage, I can't watch her all the time."
Chuckie looked at Dill then rubbed the bridge of his nose, "We need to find bodyguards for Angelica."
Dill suddenly had an idea and rattled off names, "Wally and Francine? They are both enough to scare anyone away."
Chuckie shrugged, "We can ask them, they might not say yes. Wally is more likely then Francine."
Tommy felt his phone vibrate and he looked at it, answering it, "Hello? Kimmy? How did Darrel get out?"
Chuckie stiffened then headed out the door, Dill following him.
Tommy shut the phone then followed them, "Kimmy, Lil, and Angelica are holed up in Ang's bathroom. Kimmy says she is going to shoot Darrel if he comes through the door."
Chuckie ranted, "Why didn't she just start beating the tar out of him?! That would have been simpler!"
"She tried, Chuckie! Angelica wouldn't let her. Thats why they went in the bathroom, they had to knock Angelica out. Thats also why Kimmy is being forced to use her gun, she doesn't have enough room in the bathroom to maneuver." Tommy answered and they got to Angelica's house in time to hear two gunshots and Kimmy saying, "Come on in Darrel, we are waiting for you. Or, better yet! Keep talking, I will eventually find where you are located."
Tommy called in, "Kimmi, do not use the gun!" He let Chuckie go in first and him and Dill followed.
Chuckie walked very calmly up to Darrel and punched him in the head. Darrel backed up then tried to attack Chuckie, starting to kick him but Chuckie had grabbed his foot then kicked the reflex point on his other knee, causing him to fall. "Dill, sit on em."
Dill sat down on Darrel and then looked at him, "This seems strangely familiar, only last time Tommy was the one that took you out."
Tommy called the police again and said, "Darrel had two of my friends and Angelica Pickles holed up in the bathroom. No, he is no longer putting them in danger. Yes, he is still in the house. No, he is not dead." Tommy looked down at Darrel then said, "My brother is sitting on him. Did I see him hit...no...what do you mean you can't do anything?" Tommy's face turned an interesting shade of red an a vain stuck out on his forehead, expressing extreme anger.
Dill stood up and let Darrel up, "Stay away from Angelica, or Phil is next."
Darrel walked out of the house and back to his car, driving away.
Kimmy yowled in anger, "I could've had him! Stop firing Kimmy! BAH!" She whacked Tommy's shoulder then stomped downstairs.
Lil came out, dragging Angelica with her, "We had to hit her pressure point, Dill come help me?"
Dill helped pick Angelica up and take her to her room, "She is pretty light..."
Lil shrugged, "I guess so." They set her on the bed then walked out, "Was Phil's next a threat to Phil or Darrel?"
"It was supposed to be a threat to Darrel. Phil is a little crazier when it comes to stuff like that." Dill answered.
"Nah, you are crazier." Lil said amused, "You almost killed The Shark. Crazy always beats brawn."
Dill snorted, "Oh? You are the one that thought I was working out. But that was before I was...so yeah, you are right. Crazy does. But I came out of that pretty badly beaten too. Remember that black eyes that made me look like a raccoon? Wicked awesome but hurt forever."