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: Umm...Writing this chapter then I will need to get my sister to read the last two chapters and give ideas.

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

The next morning Lil had already told Phil and Angelica about the plot to lock Kimmi and Tommy in the closet together. Angelica pointed out a few weak points in the door and they fixed it and took out anything that might help them escape.

Phil picked up the sleeping Tommy and set him in the closet then he went and got Kimmi, setting her in as well. Kimmi's boss had already been informed that she would not be coming to work.

Sense Tommy was self employed there was no need to inform anyone. Lil would be helping Dil with mowing lawns, no one wanted to be there in case Tommy or Kimmi decided to bust down the door.

Phil quickly retreated and they locked the closet.

Angelica suddenly felt alarmed, "What do we tell Chuckie?"

Chuckie rubbed his eyes as he came in the living room, "Tell me what?"

Dil grinned and said, "How should we tell you nicely that you look like the male version of Medusa when you wake up in the morning?"

Chuckie glared at Dil then walked to the kitchen, "When I am done with my coffee I will kill you."

Angelica grinned at Phil and made a motion that she had dumped the coffee down the drain, all three of them tried not to laugh as Chuckie ranted to himself about the irresponsibility of the people he was currently residing with.

Lil smiled then dragged Dil by the arm out the door. Dil said, "This should get interesting when they wake up."

Lil shushed him and continued to drag him down the street until Dil reminded her that they needed to bring the lawn mower and a few other things.

Susie had woken up and Phil removed her from the household.

Angelica got Chuckie to leave the house without Kimmi, convincing him that his baby sister would be okay.

Tommy was the first to arise from his sleeping zombi like state. He stood up and whacked his head off the bar that holds coats and he rubbed his head, "Ow, what the heck?"

Then he looked around the room and his eyes narrowed, this was obviously a sick joke played on him by one of the gang. He turned to open the door and it wouldn't budge. Tommy jiggled it then kneed the door, yelping and limping around until he tripped over a person on the floor. It was Kimmi. Tommy gently shook Kimmi, "Kim, the gang locked us in the closet."

Kimmi yawned and sat up, blinking until her eyes focused, "What?" She stood up and bonked her head on the rail thing, "Owww..." She walked towards the door and shook the handle, but it wouldn't come unlocked.

Tommy rubbed his hands over his face, "Wow, this is a pain in the butt."

Kimmi grumbled under her breath, "I was thinking a much more foul word then butt."

Tommy studied the pole then took it down, "This should work."

Kimmi ducked and grabbed it from him, "Absolutely not, I am not ready to have a serious head injury."

Tommy grumbled again then crossed his arms over his chest, "Yeah, well I don't want to stay in here for the rest of my life."

Kimmi and Tommy both stood and studied the door, trying to figure the best way to escape from their cage.

this is shorter then I wanted. The next chapter should be longer.