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Chapter 1
Setting: February 13th, the day before Valentine's Day. Roughly a year after the series (as of now). Tina's in the 9th grade (and in high school), Gene's in the 7th grade, and Louise is in the 5th grade.
Narrator: Bob just finished cooking breakfast and places it on the table. Everyone helps themselves.
Linda: So, any big plans for Valentine's Day tomorrow?
Tina: Jimmy Junior and I are gonna do something romantic.
Linda: Like what?
Tina: I don't know, but it's gonna romantic.
Narrator: Everyone else looks up at her.
Bob: Uh, maybe...
Gene: If you think disappointment is romantic.
Bob: Gene!
Louise: Sorry, Tina.
Tina: What?
Linda: Tina... knowing Jimmy Junior, don't get too hopeful.
Tina: He can be romantic.
Bob: Last year, he gave you a really ugly Valentine's Day card. He even misspelled your name.
Louise: He probably rushed it.
Tina (trying to remain hopeful): It was still a nice card.
Louise: I'm pretty sure he found it in a public bathroom.
Gene: Is that why it smells like pee?
Bob: Gene!
Tina: Oh.
Narrator: Tina places her arms on the table and looks kind of sad.
Linda (trying to change the subject): Louise! What are you gonna do for Valentine's Day?
Louise: Nothing.
Linda: Really?
Tina: You're not even gonna try to get your first kiss?
Louise (disgusted): Aw, sick, Tina!
Bob: She's too young for that.
Linda: Bobby, she's ten years old.
Bob: Exactly. Seriously, Lin. How old were you when you got your first kiss?
Linda: Oh, I wasn't that young.
Narrator: Linda picks up her plate and walks over to the sink.
Bob: How old were you?
Linda: Oh, I was still pretty young. I first kissed a boy when I was about eight years old.
Bob (exasperated): You were eight?! Lin, you said you were older than ten when you had your first kiss!
Linda: Hey, I drank half a bottle of wine last night!
Bob: Why?
Linda: I wanted to practice drinking for Valentine's Day.
Gene: Can I do that?
Bob: Gene!
Gene: I was just asking.
Narrator: Tina turns back to Louise.
Tina: Seriously, Louise. Don't you wanna have your first kiss someday?
Narrator: Louise looks at her for a moment, then she stares into space. A flashback ensures, where she once kissed Regular Sized Rudy on Valentine's Day.
Tina (breaking her thoughts): Louise?
Narrator: Louise turns back to her.
Louise: Hm? Oh, yeah. Sure, but Dad's right. I'm too young.
Narrator: Louise sets her fork down on her plate.
Louise: Well, I'm done.
Narrator: Louise gets up and leaves the kitchen. The others just stare at her.
Linda: Poor Louise. The thought of getting her first kiss must really scare her.
Tina: Yeah, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Bob: Tina!
Linda (to change the subject again): So, Gene. What are you gonna do for Valentine's Day?
Gene: I'm hoping to get more Valentine's chocolates. Last year, I got some from a secret admirer!
Louise (from the other room): That was me, Gene! I bought an empty Valentine's box and filled it with mud. I put the box in your locker after they hardened!
Linda (yelling so Louise can hear her): Louise!
Gene: Does that count as eating vegetables?
Linda (thinking it over): Uh... yeah. I think it does!
Gene (raising his hands in the air): Yay!
Narrator: Bob pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes.
Bob: Oh, God...
Narrator: Later, Louise is seen getting her books out of her locker. Regular Sized Rudy walks up to her.
Rudy (kind of shyly): Hi, Louise!
Narrator: Louise turns her head and looks at him.
Louise: Oh. Hi, Rudy.
Rudy: Can you meet me at 3:00 on the playground?
Louise: Yeah, sure. Any particular reason?
Rudy: Not really. I thought we could play a game or something.
Louise: Yeah. I guess so.
Rudy: Great!
Louise: What do you wanna play?
Rudy: We can decide later.
Narrator: Rudy leaves with a smile. Louise resumes putting her things into her locker.
Louise (mumbling to herself): Wonder what's on his mind.
AN 1: I decided to write a Bob's Burgers fanfic this time. I hope you like it and the chapter so far. Tell me what you think and please leave a review!
AN 2: Like my fanfic "Friends With Benefits," I decided to write this like a script. Hopefully, it'll work out, too.