Fifteen and up
By Samhoku
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I do not want to sell this, it is not mine, (thank goodness), and I write it for fun.
My Comments: Meh brain isn't doing as its told. Feel lucky if this gets past 400 words.
Rated:T (cause I am paranoid.)
They have moved to Maine
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
Dil sat upside down on the couch as he waited for everyone to get home. Dil had done one yard and Tommy had done the other. Dil grumbled and watched as Lil ran around the house, "And people mock Chuckie because he is OCD. Look at you! You are worse."
Lil stopped and glared at Dil, "Excuse me? I am not that bad, I am just trying to keep the house clean. Chuckie has to have everything perfect in his room or he will kill the person that wreaked it."
Dil gave her an antagonizing smile, "Oh? It seemed pretty bad to me."
Lil growled then resumed her cleaning, she located the vacuum cleaner and started vacuuming.
Dil huffed and watched as Tommy came in, tracking grass through the living room and going to the shower.
Dil held back a laugh as Lil screeched in frustration and grabbed a broom, sweeping up then re-vacuuming that area.
Lil shot a glare at Dil, "What are you laughing at?"
Dil froze, he must have let out a laugh. This could get very dangerous very fast. He slowly got off the couch and walked around Lil, giving her lots of room, "Uh, I just remembered that I need to e-mail mom."
Lil gave him a evil grin, "Begone, devil. Let me do my work." She resumed vacuuming.
Angelica and Susie where the first two in the door, Chuckie was following a bit slowly. The poor boy was exhausted. Chuckie walked into the living room and sat down, falling asleep seconds later.
Angelica shook her head and went to her own room, "Don't wake me up until 5:30 or until dinner is ready."
Susie picked up her cross stitching again and glared at it, "Hello devil hobby. I will defeat you."
Phil was already in the kitchen making dinner. He poked his head out and looked at everyone for no apparent reason. He went back in the kitchen and resumed his cooking.
Kimmy rubbed her hands over her face and wondered when she would be able to play the guitar again. She had lots of fun with that.
Tommy was now clean and dressed, walking into the living room and sitting on the ground, his back resting on the wall. He looked around at everyone then at Kimmy, "Tired?"
Kimmy shrugged, "Sorta." She yawned and covered her mouth, trying to stifle it.
Dil walked in with a book in front of him, making sure to avoid Lil at all costs.
Lil did the 'I am watching you' sign and Dil sat down by his brother, giving Lil an innocent smile.
531 words! Just barely went over 400.