(a/n)special thanks to my sister who helped..some…
disclaimer: they all belong to butch Hartman sob, oh the sorrow
It was the end of the greatest summer ever. And that was because no tootie or Vicky, the only bad part about it was when Vicky sends him a computer virus that trashed his computer for days,
"Hey Timmy!" said Chester "I heard there's a new girl in class"
"I hope is not another stalker, I have plenty of my own" Timmy replied as the horrifying images of tootie, veronica and sanjae flashed through his mind stared
And then at that moment he saw HER! A beautiful girl with raven black hair, she was wearing a sleeveless black turtle neck sweater and a short plaid blue skirt and knee high sock, stockings went out of style years ago,
"i-is that her?" he asked his friend
"hmm? No that's just tootie" he gave her a glance "tootie grew-up!"
"and filled out!" squeaked Timmy as averted his gaze five inches higher to see that it was indeed tootie complete with braces and horn-rimmed glasses 'oh crap he chekin' tootie out, of all people!' Timmy blushed.
She turned around slowly as though the air was made from molasses, like those overly dramatic anime shows, her hair glimmered in the fluorescent school lights, she open her mouth(OH MY GOD SHE'S WEARING LIP-GLOSS!) and said:
"TIMMY! OH TIMMY!"
'Well her voice hasn't changed' thought Timmy
then all thought and brain activity left him as tootie rushed over and hugged him, all he could think of were the two new weapons tootie had grown over the summer, he blushed so hard laser beams shot out of his cheeks and crisped crockers head, he fell on the ground with a scream and rolled on the floor with pain.
Timmy didn't really know what happened, all he knew was one minute he was staring at tootie and next minute he was running down the hall screaming leaving a Timmy shaped dust cloud in a confused tooties arms.
Later that day Crocker walked into class with his head covered in bandages.
"EARLIER today out of NOWHERE a SUSPITIOSLY… MAGICAL! beam BURNED my HEAD!" he replied to the class's questioning stares "it-must-have-been-the-work-of….FAIRY GOD PARENTS! " which came with his usual spasms, one them where he banged his head on Timmy's desk causing Timmy to fall of his chair
"Class! This year were going to …" he continued menacingly with a lightning flash, as Timmy climbed back on his seat "…CHANGE THE SEATING ORDER!" screams and cries of I'm too young to die! Erupted throughout the class some people even wet their pants, the only cheer that came was from Elmer the boil kid who sat in the back row on an electric chair desk "there's hope!"
"because your pain increases MY joy I shall seat you where you'd least like to be ..seated! YOU'LL STAY WHERE YOU 'POSSESED BOIL' BOY! I DISPISE YOU!"
"aaaawww" elmer started crying, quiet fool! said the bob the boil.
And so crocker started with his evil torture "YOU!" points at his first victim "SIT THERE! YOU!" SPASM! "THERE! YOU! THERE" points at the ceiling. (and so on)
And soon they found themselves sitting where they would least like to be seated. And horror of horrors timmy was sitting in front between francis and tootie with sanjae behind him.
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He growled.
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He growled.
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He growled.
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He growled.
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He blew him a flying kiss. Tee hee
He looked at tootie. She smil- wtf! Wait a minute
He looked at francis again. He growled. Oh ok good
He looked at tootie. She smiled and waved
He looked at francis. He growled.
He stoped looking around and lead back on his chair only to find sanjae with his arms opened wide yelling "ooh timmy I knew you would finally come to me!"
Timmy flinched forward and screamed, screamed as loud as his lungs would let him.
At the teacher's table mr. crocker was getting all sentimental "aah the screams of children in pain sniff, so beautiful!"
After a long long day of school wich was spent avoiding francis tootie and most of all sanjae, timmy went home wishing nothing more than to fall asleap on his nice soft comftable bed ,but unforunatly timmy would get no solace tonight. He went home to find his parent(eeeeeeeek) on the front porch talking to Vicky (eeeeeeeeeeeek!) carrying tootie under her arm like a hand bag (eeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!) and in the distance flappy bob waving at him (eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegoodlordnooooooooooooo!) (timmy sure screams a lot in this fic )
"mom! Dad! Whats going on?"
"oh hello timmy! We're going out and leaving you with a babysitter"
"what! I'm too old for a babysitter! I'm fourteen !"
"nonsense ,you wont be to old for babysitters until your.. eighteen! Then you can get a Mohawk just like I did, and then dinkleburg copied me"
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timmy's dad to be stood in the middle of the street with his cool new doo' "radical doo'" said soon to be timmy's mother .
"nice hair turner!"
dinkleberg steps in from off-screen with an identical but much bigger Mohawk
"dinkleburg" growled timmy's dad and left furios
"well see ya turner" dikleburg turned too leave killing millions with rad doo'
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"I hate you all" yelled timmy and ran too his room slamming the door behind him
….will timmy? ever admit his fealings for tootie, will sanjae ever stop following timmy around, what is the meaning of life, did francis really blow a flying kiss at timmy? whats up with that?
All this the next instalment of…timmy in denial
he's in his akward teen years he hates everybody
