This is my first story in a while actually. Timmy's now 16ish. Lets say for now that you lose your fairy's at 16.

Timmy's POV

I walk into school to see Trixie talking to her friends. I go up to her and try, once again, to talk to her. "Hey Trixie." I say. She doesn't even look at me. She doesn't even call me an 'empty bus seat'. I just keep walking.

"Hey Timmy!" 'oh, no. it's her.' I let my head fall. Then I smack my hand on my face.

"What do you want Tootie?" I ask her venomously. I look up too see her smiling. 'She has a nice smile. Wait, since when did her smile look so nice?'

"I just wanted to see how you're doing. You seemed depressed when Trixie completely ignored you. Why do you chase after her anyway?" she asks me.

"I-I don't know. she's popular, she's beautiful, she's rich and she's, she's" I stop there, my eye's wide with realization. 'wait, why can't I think of anything else?'"Why do you care? And why aren't you strangling me with a hug right now?" I ask, trying to brush her off.

"Well, the answer to both is that I care about you. I care about you're safety, and I know I used to hurt you. So I have stopped doing stuff like that." she explains. 'This must be a trick. Damn I wish Wanda was here. She could help me out of this.'

"Yeah, I bet you are. This is a trick, isn't it? You try to get me to put my guard down, then next thing I know I'm in a tux tied to a dolly and being forced to marry you. Well, I'm not buying it." I say to her. then she hangs her head.

"Timmy, I-I'm sorry for all the stuff I did to you before. This isn't a trick. I just want you to give me a second chance to start over, as friends," she says, "but I guess that isn't happening, I'm sorry to have bothered you Timmy." She starts to walk away. 'So, she just wants a chance to be friends? Well, I guess I can give her one chance, just one.'

"Tootie, wait." I say to her. She turns around and looks me in the eye. "I'll give you one chance. only one, but if you even show one sign of going back to the way you were before. We're through, got it?" I say to her. She smiles at me, then runs up and hugs me. It wasn't a strangling hug, just joyful.

"Oh, thank you! I promise you won't regret this." She says, then she realizes that she's hugging me than lets go. Her smile fades quickly into a look of sorrow. "Um, i-I'm so sorry. I'll go now." she says walking away.

"Tootie, that doesn't count as acting like you used to. You restrained yourself and I'm fine, see?" I say gesturing to myself.

"Okay, great." She says, still looking at the ground.

"Well, I got to get to class. See ya later Tootie." I say to her as I walk towards my first period.

"Wow, she's really trying isn't she?" I say to myself as I walk home after school. I reach my house and walk inside.

"Timmy, you father and I are going out. Vicky will be taking care of you while we're gone." Says my mom. 'Oh crap, not her, anything but her.'

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Turner." 'How do my parents believe that totally face nice tone? I mean her bag of "Goodies" has a jolly rodger on it.'

"Hello Vicky, we'll be back around 9 so take good care of him." Says my mom as she hands her a wad of cash.

"NO! take me with you!" I scream as they leave. The ignore me and leave without me. Then I turn around terrified.

"Okay twerp, here are your list of chores for today!" She explains, her tone drenched with anger. She hands me a list rolled up. It unrolls off screen the comes through the front door and hits my leg.

"I can't do this all today!" I exclaim as I look at the list.

"Well, if you can't then ill have to babysit you every day till you do. Trust me it won't be pleasant, FOR YOU! A hahahaha!" She laughs evilly. "Oh, and I invited the twerpette to help out." She says.

"Hiiiiii Tiiiimmy!" 'Wait, what? I thought she had changed. Oh no, I knew it.' Then she runs in and hugs me, but not as tightly as usual. Then she whispers in my ear, "just play along Timmy. The only way that she would let me help you is if she thought you were still scared of me." She says. I think for a second, then smile at her and wink. Then I change my expression to a one of terror.

"Uuhg,Tootie. Let go of me!" I scream, pretending to be crushed in her hug. Then Vicky laughs evilly and walks out of the room. Tootie then let's go of me.

"You know, Tootie, you don't need to help me." I explain as we begin sweeping to floor.

"Yes, I know. I want to make up for all those times I chased you an kissed you without asking and almost hugging you to death and freaking you out." She replies. I think about it for a second.

"You could have just said sorry and be done with it." I tell her.

"That's not enough for me Timmy. I didn't just want you to forgive me and be done with it. I wanted us to have a real friendship." She says.

"Why?" I ask

She looks at me a bit surprised, "What?"

"I said, why. Why do you want to have a friendship now?" I ask.

"Because I realized my fault and." She paused for a second and looked at her shoes. "I'm still in love with you."

This is a rewrite, I've been working on it. Please sit back, get some R&R, and don't forget to R&R.