12 hours later, the morning light beamed into the room and a gentle breeze softly brushed against the top of Lucy's head. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up, yawning and stretching all the while. Once she was able to gain consciousness, Lucy was able to hear the faint sounds of sizzling coming from outside the closed door. She instantly recognized it as the sound of one thing: breakfast.

Suddenly, the door opened, causing the overlapping smells of bacon and sausage to practically blast into the room. As she caught a whiff of the air, Lucy can feel her stomach growling, crying out for delicious morning sustenance.

Rocky, fully dressed, stood in the opened doorway, "Morning," He greets.

"Morning," Lucy greets back.

"I bet you're hungry, breakfast is almost ready," Rocky says.

Resisting the urge to cry out that she was starving, Lucy simply nodded her head, "Thank you."

Lucy pulled all the covers off of her and grabbed her backpack that was in the corner of the room. She decided to get dressed before she ate, so she headed for the bathroom. Once she got dressed and put her pajamas and toothbrush in her backpack, Lucy was ready to eat.

Much like a dog, Lucy used her nose to follow the smell into the kitchen. When she got there, she saw Rusty standing in front of the stove using a fork to turn the bacon that was in the frying pan in front of him. Rocky stood next to him holding a plate that had a big pile of bacon already on it. As Lucy stared at the grease dripping from the bacon strip that Rusty gave to Rocky, she felt a small drop of drool leaking from her mouth. She wanted to dig into that bacon ASAP.

Once all the bacon that was previously in the frying pan was on the plate, Rocky was about to set the plate on the kitchen table when he caught a glimpse of Lucy hungrily eyeing the plate.

"I see you staring," Rocky teased as a smirk appeared on his face.

"Sorry, I'm just hungry," Lucy mumbled.

"Heh heh, it's Ok. Come have a seat," Rocky gripped the plate with one hand used his other hand to pull a chair out for Lucy.

Once again, just like dinner the previous day, the table was neatly set; glasses that contained everyone's favorite sodas were sitting next to the plates. Rocky set the bacon in the middle of the table so that everyone can share. Hunger was really starting to set in as the young goth stared aimlessly at the sizzling food in front of her.

"Go ahead and make you a plate; but be careful, it's hot," Rocky gave Lucy the greenlight to eat.

Lucy was surprisingly able to control herself as she used a fork to grab pieces of bacon and put them on the plate that was right in front of her.

Rocky got up from the table but didn't say why. Just as he left, Rusty came with a sizzling plate of sausage links; which was sausage that was molded to roughly resemble hot dogs.

"If you liked my linguini, then you're gonna love my breakfast," Rusty bragged as he sat at the head of the table.

To prove whether or not his statement was true, Lucy took a piece of bacon, blew on it, and popped it into her mouth. As she chewed, her non visible eyes lit up with delight.

"This is good," Lucy compliments, "Lemme guess, your mother taught you?"

"Actually my dad did," Rusty explains, "He also taught me how to make homemade pancakes, but I didn't really feel like making any today."

"Speaking of pancakes…" Lucy and Rusty turn their attention towards Rocky's voice coming from the kitchen. He is currently standing and holding a box of frozen miniature pancakes; blueberry pancakes no less.

"Want some? I can heat us some in the microwave," Rocky suggests.

"Well...maybe a few," Lucy says.

Rocky walks towards the dining table, "Lemme see your plate," He picks it up and walks away with it.

Despite Lucy being saddened by her plate of delicious bacon being taken away from her, she knew that there was plenty of food to go around. So she grabbed a piece of sausage with her hand, blew on it, and ate it. As she chewed, she was able to identify that the sausage had pepper on it; which added just the right amount of flavor to it.

"Did you put pepper on this?" Lucy asks as she continued to chew.

"Yep, that's my secret ingredient," Rusty says as he winks at her.

About 2 minutes later, Rocky comes back into the dining room holding both his and Lucy's plates in each hand; much like a waiter in a restaurant. He puts Lucy's plate, containing 3 mini pancakes doused in syrup in addition to her bacon, in front of her and put his own plate in front of the spot on the table next to Lucy. After sitting down and placing sausage and bacon next to his pancakes, Rocky starts to dig in.

After eating breakfast in silence for a while, Rusty starts talking, "Did you two lovebirds sleep well?"

"Sigh, yes," Lucy sighed as she gazes at Rocky.

"Glad you did, cause I saw you," Rusty laughs while giving a smirk.

The young couple's eyes widen and they immediately turn their attention to Rusty.

"What do you mean you saw us?" Rocky questions as he squints his eyes suspiciously. Although Lucy's eyes couldn't be seen, she does the same thing.

"After I got woken up by Dad last night, I took a peek inside your room and saw you two cuddling," Rusty explains, "If it wasn't so dark in there, I would've taken a picture cause you two looked so cute!"

Lucy stared at Rusty for a moment. On the one hand, she was a little embarrassed that someone saw her and Rocky in such an affectionate moment. On the other hand though, she did like the fact that they were called "cute". In the end she ultimately decides to forgive Rusty for "spying" on them while they slept.

About halfway through breakfast, the thunderous sound of a funeral bell toll came out of nowhere. Rusty's eyes widen, Rocky raises an eyebrow, and Lucy just stares expressionless.

"What is that?" Rusty wonders.

The ominous bell toll continues as the Spokes brothers look at Lucy, hoping that she knew the source of the sound. Her mouth opened slightly to show a hint of surprise and cluelessness.

"I don't know what it is," Lucy answers.

Once the sound of the bell hit his eardrums a third time, Rusty began to panic, "Ok, this is getting weird and kinda creepy. It was all quiet and then all of a sudden…"

Rusty's panicked state was interrupted by the sound of Lucy snickering quietly. He turns towards her and looks at her in suspicion.

"What's so funny?" Rusty questions.

"That was my phone you heard," Lucy removed her phone from her pocket and held it in the air, "It's my ringtone for when I get a text message."

"So I'm guessing that's what you hear whenever I text you huh," Rocky comments as he looks at Lucy's phone. She nods her head as she puts it on the table.

Rusty stared at Lucy with a dumbfounded look, "You have a scary sounding bell when someone texts you? What do you have when someone calls you? Th-the funeral march?"

"Yes," Lucy says.

"Wha...I was kidding!" Rusty wailed.

"No she really does, I've heard it," Rocky clarified.

As Lucy checked her phone for the text message she received, Rusty took his hand and ran the tips of his fingers on the surface of his forehead and into his hair.

"Wow, she really is something else," He gasps.

"That's why I like her so much," Rocky sighs as he looks at Lucy.

Lucy looks up at the brothers, "That was my parents. They want me to go home now."

"Aww, well I'll walk you home," Rocky gets up from the table and Lucy does too.

After slinging her backpack over her shoulders, Lucy waves her hand towards Rusty, "I'll see you later."

"Wait, before you go…" Rusty gets up from the table and opens his arms. The kids look at him in confusion, with Lucy raising an eyebrow.

"What're you doing?" Lucy asks.

"Come here and give me a hug, for all time's sake," Rusty coaxes as he uses one of his hands to gesture Lucy to come closer.

"Uhh...Ok?" Lucy steps closer until she's right in Rusty's vicinity. As Rusty wraps his arms around her, Lucy just stands there awkwardly. Because Rusty has never touched her like this before, Lucy had no idea how to react other than being motionless.

"Thanks for coming, I surprisingly had a lot of fun with you here," Rusty says as he releases his grip from the young goth.

"Uh, yeah, me too. Thanks for having me," Lucy answers.

Rusty starts to clean up the dining table, "If you ever wanna come again, you're always welcome. Bye Lucy."

"Bye Rusty," Lucy bids goodbye.

"Shall we?" Rocky says as he and Lucy walk hand in hand out of the Spokes and onto the sidewalk.

As the two of them walk down the sidewalk to the Loud house, Lucy is still incredibly curious as to why Rusty decided to hug her. She was hoping Rocky could clear the air.

"Hey do you happen to know why Rusty hugged me back there?" Lucy wonders.

Rocky pursed his lips and tapped his chin with his index finger, "If I had to guess, I'd say that he's trying to show that he's more accepting of you now. At least, that's what I assume."

Just as they walk down Franklin Avenue, Lucy wraps her arm around Rocky's shoulder. Once he looks up at her, she gives a sincere smile at him.

"You're such a cutie pie," Lucy sighs as she leans her head towards Rocky's head.

Now, while Lucy has called him cute before, the phrase "cutie pie" feels a lot better somehow. He blushed slightly as he too rubbed his head against Lucy.

Finally the two of them reach their destination. All is quiet, at least on the exterior, with the interior possibly being really noisy considering it's Saturday.

"You sure you don't want me to spend the night?" Rocky teases as they stare at the Loud house.

As rumbling and inane chatter turned to screams echoed from inside, specifically from the living room, Lucy realizes that her hunch from the previous day was correct and Rocky sleeping over was definitely not a good idea. If it's not the constant meddling that'll keep him awake, then it'll probably be the, well, loudness that'll bother him.

"It'd be better if you didn't. But you can definitely visit whenever you like," Lucy says.

"Ok, Rocky chuckles.

Lucy briefly glances at her house before looking at Rocky again. Since they are saying goodbye now, Lucy uses both her hands to gently caress her shoulders.

"Once again, I can't thank you enough for letting me spend the night with you," She whispers in a loving tone of voice.

"It was my pleasure. You were so sweet and I loved when you cuddled up with me," Rocky smiles and winks at her.

"Thank you for the kiss you gave me last night," Lucy took her right hand and placed it on Rocky's left cheek, "Shall we kiss again?"

Rocky's hand gently caressed Lucy's chin to show that he does want to kiss her. Both of their eyes close as they inch towards each other and pucker their lips. After the two kids touch lips in embrace and eventually release, they gaze into each other's eyes.

"Oh Lucy…" Was all Rocky could say at the moment.

"Yes?" Lucy pried.

"Now that you've slept over, I'd like to know…" He is a little hesitant to complete the sentence he wants to say because it requires asking her something that he has never asked anyone before. However, a look at Lucy's pretty face gave Rocky just the confidence to ask his burning question.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Rocky asks.

In response to his question, Lucy's eyes fill with tears of joy as she starts to gently wrap her arms around his shoulders.

"Oh Rocky, I thought you'd never ask! Yes, I'd love to be your girlfriend!" Filled with glee, Lucy hugs Rocky tightly.

The two kids hug each other feeling joy that from here on they are now going to officially declare themselves as boyfriend and girlfriend. Sure, they were a little young for that, but they didn't care; they liked each other so much that no one can knock them down from their bliss.