Chapter 1

Hey, guys! It has been two years today since I uploaded my first chapter on this site. Since then I've written only stories for Disney Channel shows, but I think I'm going to open up to some other topics, but keep it still mainly Disney shows. With that, here you go, my first non-Disney Channel fanfiction about DJ Tanner and Kimmy Gibbler from Full House. (Also I've only watched the first 3 and a half seasons of Full House so far and none of Fuller House so no spoilers in the reviews please! :D Thanks!) ~ Teddiursa48

DJ walked into her room that she shared with her 9-year old sister, Stephanie. She sat down and put her new CD in her Discman, listening while she studied. Kimmy would be over to copy her homework in a while, but she had about an hour to kill because Kimmy had gone to a big sale at the mall and, as she'd put it, she "Had to get there before everything good was gone!" DJ grinned to herself, thinking of the quirky antics of her best friend. She flipped through the pages of her math notes, paying less attention to the work and more to the Cyndi Lauper song playing through her headphones. Before she knew what was happening, her math work was on the floor and she was standing on the bed, singing. Just as the song ended, she heard rapid clapping and looked to see Kimmy standing at the foot of her bed.

"Nice concert you were giving, there, Deej," Kimmy remarked. DJ blushed, not realizing anyone had witnessed the show she had just put on.

"How much did you see?" DJ asked.

"Oh, just enough to see that amazing performance of the Macarena," Kimmy told her, grinning. DJ turned away, embarrassed. She picked her notes up off the floor.

"Hey, it was probably nothing compared to when you sang part of 'U Can't Touch This' before diving into the pool at your party," DJ teased back.

"That was totally hot," Kimmy said, sarcastically. DJ laughed at the memory of her best friend doing 'hammer time' in a bikini. The two sat at the table and DJ put her homework in front of Kimmy to copy. "Thanks, Deej."

"So did you find anything at the mall?" DJ asked.

"Yeah, how could I not! I found this rad sweater and skirt and..." Kimmy started.

"Okay, I shouldn't have asked," DJ cut her off, rolling her eyes. Stephanie walked into the room with Joey.

"Hurry up, Steph, the rest of the Honey Bees will be here any minute!" Joey said, hurrying Stephanie into the room.

"Okay, okay!" Stephanie said, shooing Joey away and turning to DJ and Kimmy. "Ugh, when did that get here?"

"So I've been demoted from a person to 'that'," Kimmy analyzed.

"Yeah, now get out so I can changed into my Honey Bee uniform," Stephanie said, gesturing toward the door. Kimmy and DJ reluctantly got up to leave.

"How rude," the two said, simultaneously, quoting the younger girl. After Stephanie had closed the door, they slid to the floor, laughing. DJ looked at her laughing best friend and felt something she'd never felt before. Though, she thought nothing of it and just continued laughing.

"What's so funny?" Michelle asked, wandering out of her room.

"Nothing," DJ said, knowing the four year-old wouldn't understand the humour.

"Well, can you play with me?" Michelle asked.

"Not right now, Michelle, we have homework to do," Kimmy replied.

"You mean I have homework to do," DJ corrected. "Michelle, Stephanie said that she wants to play shadow with you after she changes."

"Nice one, Deej," Kimmy said, hi-fiving her best friend.

"Okay, Joey, I'm ready!" Stephanie called, opening the door.

"Okay, Joey, I'm ready!" Michelle repeated.

"Oh, no, not this again!" Stephanie scowled, running downstairs.

"Oh, no, not this again!" Michelle mimicked, following Stephanie.

"Make her stop!" Stephanie shouted.

"Make her stop!" Michelle exclaimed with glee at Stephanie's reaction. DJ and Kimmy laughed, reclaiming the bedroom for their homework.

"Revenge is sweet," Kimmy said, sinking into the chair she had previously occupied, picking up her pencil and copying down DJ's work.

"You got it, dude!" DJ agreed, quoting Michelle, causing both girls to burst into laughter again.

Just to let you guys know, it's a bit hard for me to get all the stuff about 1990-91 right, so if it's not quite accurate, don't be too harsh, I'm writing about a time 10 years before I was born.