| abstract | - After being given a single Reptar doll, Phil and Lil begin to fight over it and Betty decides to give the two some time apart. So she takes Lil to the Pickles' house to play with Tommy while Phil stays home. Chuckie arrives at the Pickles' just when Lil does. Lil doesn't have any fun with Tommy and Chuckie, thinking that Phil is "a big old booger brain", but quickly begins to miss him and cries because she wants to be with him. Tommy tells her that if that is what she wants, that is what she will get. Tommy, Chuckie, and Lil crawl out the door and cross over to the DeVilles' house where Phil is. But in the process, Lil loses her bow in the yard. Meanwhile, Phil begins to miss Lil, and sneaks out of the house to go to the Pickles'. However, as he crosses the yards, he finds Lil's missing bow, and sees Spike sitting nearby. Thinking that Spike ate Lil, Phil grows upset, even asking Spike to eat him so he can be with Lil, but all Spike does is lick Phil's face and go inside. With Phil following and keeping Lil's bow close, pleading with Spike to throw Lil back up. The three babies arrive at the DeVilles' house. Lil runs to Phil, but he's nowhere to be found. Lil breaks down, missing her brother dearly, and begins to cry. Betty comes and and comforts Lil, thinking she is Phil due to her lack of bow. Betty then brings Lil to the Pickles' house to reunite the twins, and Tommy and Chuckie, unseen by Betty, slip away to get back to the playpen at the Pickles' before Betty. They manage to reach the playpen just as Betty returns with Lil. The boys find Phil, who grabs Chuckie's shirt and yells at him, asking what he did with Lil. Betty brings Lil to Phil. The twins happily hug and the adults, pleased, leave for the kitchen. Phil and Lil tell each other how happy they are to see each other again, and promise never to fight again, but upon Phil blaming Lil for starting it all, the two start to fight all over again. Tommy and Chuckie shrug to each other, not knowing what to do.
- "Together at Last" is the second segment of the fifteenth episode of Rugrats.
- The morning sun had a companion in yet another early riser, though this one disliked mornings to tell the truth. He had one reason and one only for waking up that morning, and that was to observe his best friend. He had followed Kanata on his run, moving swiftly from the shadows of buildings to their rooftops and to any hiding place he could find in between. Kanata didn't know he did this, because if he did Denki was sure he would flip. No matter how good a friend you are to someone, even light stalking could put strain on a relationship. So he stuck to the shadows and he kept quiet, watching the other male in all his perfection as he exercised. Usually, when Kanata went home from his run Denki would follow suit and go to his own house, however he was feeling like a bit of a change in routine would be a good thing. As the dark skin male disappeared into his house, Denki moved towards the door silently. He stopped it before it was completely closed and waited a few heartbeats before slipping inside. He hid quickly and waited until Kanata was in the shower before he moved into the other's kitchen. He grabbed an apple and took a bite, moving towards the bathroom. He perched himself on the wall opposite the door and simply waited for the other to exit. Tucked beneath the relaxing warmth of water, Kanata sighed lightly -- finding himself becoming so relaxed he could sleep. Right in that very moment. So instead, he bathed, leaving no corner of his fine physique untouched. Washing his body with the scent of apples, his personal favorite of the many to choose from. After a span of twenty minutes, he finally emerged from bathing -- still dripping wet. Pulling a towel from the nearby rack, Kanata went to dry his moist body before wrapping it tightly around the waist. He pulled another towel from the rack, using this one to wipe the clouded bathroom mirror -- flexing his pectorals after seeing his reflection. He exclaiming his face instinctively, looking cautiously for any strands of unwanted hair. Despite the journey being unsuccessful in discovery of new hair; Kanata decided that he would shave anyhow, becoming somewhat angered (no really) after accidentally snipping his lower jaw. "Damn," he said in an almost unperturbed tone. Apply aftershave soon after, Kanata hissing loudly from the burning. Then finally, he parted ways with his bathroom, stepping out into his house's coldness with that sole towel etched to his body -- leaving very little to the imagination. From there he wander to his room -- not bothering to close the door behind him -- assuming he was the only person in his house. When Kanata exited the bathroom, the temperature in the house rose several degrees. At least, that was how it appeared to Denki. The water trickled down the other male's form, making a path from his head, along his strong jaw and down his nose, down his neck and over his pectorals, down his arms and chest to sink into the towel situated at his waist. Denki was warm all over after only a few moments of looking and he thought that he should leave, as he was possibly moving quickly from the area of trespassing to that of peeping and sexual harassment. And he would loathe to see the other's reaction to that. As the thought of home and a nice cold shower formed in his mind, his feet decided they had another plan, as they begin carrying him after Kanata. He reached the door of the other's bedroom and stood there, feeling as though this was definitely crossing a line. Instead, he pressed his chest to the frame as he rested a hand and his forehead against it, watching the other with half of his face hidden due to the angle. He watched for only a moment before deciding to speak, making his presence known "Good morning, Tiger. Have a nice run?" To say Kanata was surprised would be an understatement. The fast and almost neck-breaking speed in which he whipped confirmed the levels of shock. Despite his body's reaction, the face showed otherwise. Broadcasting his usual mellow disposition as his blue eyes conveyed an almost glassy stare. "God, Denki." Kanata breathed into a chuckle. His words unable to portray emotions. "You kinda startled me," he confessed, turning fully exposed his naked torso. "How long have you been here?" He asked, effortlessly slipping on a pair of dark briefs under the towel. Dropping it, he walked over to Denki -- staring curiously as he awaited an answer. A small smile found it's way onto Denki's lips at the speed of which Kanata whipped around to the direction of his voice, thinking about his answer carefully before he gave it "I woke uncharacteristically early this morning, and I knew that you take runs around the village in the morning. I decided to come visit, arriving just as you got back in. I thought it would be fun to test my stealth skills, so I snuck in as quiet as a dormouse. I got an apple and watched you come out of the shower, then I started this conversation." He had to remind himself to keep his eyes trained on Kanata's own as he spoke, not wanting to risk ogling. He brought the aforementioned fruit to his lips and took a bite from it, just for something other to do than talk. Blu's face remained unamused as he stepped forward, shortening the distance between. It was then that he remained mere inches from the other male. His stature towering over Denki's own, Blu's icy eyes staring down into his very soul. Slapping the apple out of his hand, Blu brought his own massive hand to cup Denki's chin. Tugging ever so slightly -- pulling Denki upward while bringing himself down. Kanata stopped just before his lips, grazing his warm breath across Denki's face. "Don't be a creep," he whispered suggestively before closing the door in Denki's face. Denki's breathing had quickened due to his proximity with the man of his dreams, and he felt his very core quivering just from the intensity of those eyes. A startled gasp was pulled from him as the apple was slapped away from his hand and a whimper fell from him as he was pulled forward and upwards. He was so close, a slight shifting of positions and their lips would meet...but Denki wouldn't do that himself. He needed confirmation that it was okay, some order or another. He was so focused on the proximity that the words hardly registered before he was facing a closed door. His cheeks turned scarlet and he looked a bit distraught. He moved to pick up the apple, taking it to a waste bin in the kitchen and deciding to wait there for Kanata. After a very minutes of silence, Kanata walked into the kitchen fully clothed. He noticed Denki's withdrawn posture. Surely it wasn't because of what Blu said? He pondered momentarily, finally walking over to toward Denki. "Redddddd." He cooed lightly, nudging his friend playfully. "You know really didn't mean anything by it." Blu offered, pulling Denki into a hug. "Don't be so sensitive, I was joking." Not long after parting from their embrace, his stomach growled, remaining him that had yet to eat anything since his wake. Never had he been cooking type. Kanata sighed as his eyes lazily shot around the kitchen. "Come on Denki, let's go get some breakfast." Denki looked up and attempted to put on a lighter expression when Kanata entered, but he failed in that. He returned the other's hug before taking a step back "I was being creepy, though. Sorry, I promise it won't happen again." He decided not to address the sensitive bit, as the Yuri heir didn't truly understand just how deep his feelings went and how easy it was for him to effect Denki's emotional state. His eyes flicked around the kitchen as well, before an idea struck him "We don't have to go out. I have stuff for breakfast at my place, and I am a pretty good cook. We could go there if you would like?" There was this voice this rang about in his head, something that subconsciously beckoned for his attention. "He obviously like you, Blu." The voice chimed, thumbing him across the head with its massive finger. Blu marveled with his hands raised. "Denki? Are you sure? I'm not picking up on any signs." Blu asked, snitching his head with confusion. The beast let loose an annoyed growl before kicking Blu out of his own subconscious. Whipping his gaze over to Denki once more, Blu gave a puzzled look in response to the suggestion. "You would feed me?" He asked, sounding almost thrilled. Before giving Denki another chance to answer, he started toward the front door. "But if you insist," he continued, opening the door to gesture outside. "After you my kind sir." Denki bit his lip and nodded, exiting the house with a graceful air and his head held high "You are very welcome, messer. Let it be known that Lord Denki Inazuma the Third, Esquire, never let the less fortunate go hungry." He spoke with a rather high and snobbish accent, before letting his laughter rush out of him in a tame fit of giggles. Once that was out of his system, he lead the dark skinned male from the house onto the street, turning in the direction of his own home. It was a short walk, no more than ten minutes at most. He had picked an apartment close enough to Kanata to be able to get to him quickly, but far enough so that it wasn't that creepy. He pulled out his key and unlocked the front door before walking in, two energetic cats meeting him at th door with a duet of purrs and meows. One was fluffy and a her fur was a shade of platinum blonde that was very nearly white, rather odd for a cat. Her eyes were piercing blue, and she held a look of elegance to her. The other was sleek and pitch black, with eyes an unnerving shade of blood red. He picked up the blonde cat and shoo'd the other inside, enabling Kanata to walk in freely "This is Cana, and that's Nyx. She's a doll, but he's an asshole, so don't mind him." He set the cat he was holding down and both felines strutted off into a different room. Denkj lead Kanata into the kitchen and began examining what he had "Pancakes and/or waffles, eggs and bacon sound good, Blu?" He spoke with his head in the fridge, making sure he had all the correct ingredients. Kanata simply rolled his eyes in response to Denki's sudden take on a snobbish tone -- joining in with his own set of chuckles. He followed closely behind as Denki lead them into the busy streets, coming upon his place of residence after a short walk. As they be were met at the entrance by Denki's furry friends, Blu's smile quickly faded after meeting the glare of the darker cat. "Yo, Nyx looks hella evil." He said, watching the two scurry into the other room. "I'm more of a pancake guy type of guy," Blu answered in a no so direct way, throwing himself atop the massive counter space. "But it's really to you, Mister Chef sir." Denki nodded in Kanata's direction before he actually saw the male....lounging on his counter. He paused for a moment, but shook his head and contiued what he was doing rather than saying anything "Pancakes it is, then. You are our guest and we will to serve you well. Isn't that right, sweetlings?" He was at the stove, prepping pans and such for the meal, as he spoke. Moments later, Cana and Nyx entered the kitchen space with affirmative meows, Nyx leaping dieectly onto Kanata's lap and making himself comfortable, "accidentally" digging his claws in a bit as he did so. Cana began winding her way through Denki's legs as he worked, keeping him company "How do you like your pancakes, eggs and bacon, Blu?" Kanata winced under the claws of Nyx, feeling light yet tolerable scratches despite having on jean pants. "Looks like someone need their nail filed down," he said with a coo, petting Nyx; who surprisingly didn't object. "Aww Denki, you make me feel do at home." He added. Soon finding comfort under the light purrs of the cat. The interaction with the animals made him sudden desire a pet of his own, though a dogs would be more of a fit to Kanata's style. "Scrambled is fine. And with the bacon, make it crispy. But not too crispy, I want it had some bend." Blu responded. His answers coming off as more demanding than he intended. "Though the pancakes are completely up to you."
- "Together at Last" is a short-story by MysteryRB; it was included in the 2009 Dobby Award-winning collaboration HPFF United.
- When Doofenshmirtz's Love-Inator zaps Phineas and Isabella, the impossible occurs: complete Phinbella!
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