Disclaimer: We don't own Fairly Odd Parents. Sorry to disappoint. The songs used herein are the property of their respective artists or songwriters.

Summary: Welcome readers. This fic is a collaboration between spangladesh920 and Queen Datsuh (me). The first fic is by me and the next will be by spangladesh920. This is the order in which this story will go with each new songfic. This is a duel fanfic, so spangladesh920 and I will each be using a different song to help depict a situation. Whether it be a singular situation or the same situation shown through the eyes of different characters. I will be tackling Tootie in this one and I hope readers will enjoy this and all the other songfics for this story.

Tootie

You are my sweetest downfall

I passionately kissed Chester. I couldn't believe I could find a love like this.

Well lust actually. I was in love with Timmy.

I loved you first, I loved you first

I really love Timmy. I truly do. But I always hated him.

Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth

It has been a love hate thing for me with Timmy for years. When my love was completely pure, when I was handing my heart whole-heartedly to him. He stomped on it.

Worse he recruited his friends to help tease and torture me. He'd never know how much he hurt me. No amount of "I'm sorry about the past my dear lovely wife" will change it.

My heart is corrupted with this love hatred forever.

Wanting to take care of him and wanting to rip him to shreds. It's like a Ticky (combination of Tootie and Vicky) is inside me. Not able to get rid of him, but unable to fully forgive him and completely love him at the same time.

I have to go, I have to go

When I left earlier tonight, I told Timmy I had to make a night trip to the office. These happened rarely in the beginning of our marriage (when it was actually business). But now it was at least four times a week.

It started two years into our now five-year marriage. I had at first got stuck with Chester on a lonely road in the middle of a snowstorm. We saw a cabin nearby and made a run for it. And like they say the rest was history.

A few hours in the cabin talking about our lives and what we've been through led to us having sex. Sex wasn't the only thing satisfied unfortunately. Chester had a hard life. So had I. Timmy had been unfortunately overly pampered by his parents. Even his experiences with Vicky couldn't compare to the hard lives Chester and I had to go through. We were two peas in an angsty pod.

Unfortunately I was a married pea. Chester was a best friend to Timmy pea. So from the day this started we knew we were screwed. The reason why we didn't stop despite knowing this however. God can sit and decide that.

Your hair was long when we first met

If only you were like how you are now. Timmy, if you were this kind then, this wouldn't be happening. I wouldn't have to fill the empty aching in my heart. The side that burns to destroy you, that burns to hurt you. I wouldn't have to fill it with the love and lust of another man.

Chester of course has feelings for me. Unfortunately I don't.

But even sadder he doesn't mind. It's like he'll take love anywhere he can get it. Guess I'd feel the same if I were regularly homeless and only had two friends in the world.

Well three if you include me. The Delilah with two Sampsons.

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed

The first Sampson being Timmy. Betrayed so often now and not even realizing it. I feel guilty sometimes. Even when lying in Chester's arms. But it disappears so quickly. I have to wonder sometimes if I'm a monster. Or is it just the latent bad part of me has finally risen out the ashes. Unlike Vicky who was born with a demon's aura shooting out of her.

And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
The bible didn't mention us, not even once

My love for you was the butt of jokes in school. Pathetic girl in love with school loser. Timmy seemed able to deflect most of the social criticism. As if he had something magical protecting him from the harsh glare of school cliques and social scrutiny. Chester and I unfortunately had no such security. We were hit and hit hard. Fortunately I had smarts. Chester only had two friends. Seems smarts beat out friends in how you get through in the end.

I had an accomplished life before marrying Timmy. Chester had nothing. We were forgotten characters in a story book. One too pathetic, the other too poor.

No wonder we're secretly together. I forsook him for the star. The star of my life.

The star I was currently cheating on with my fellow background character.

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first

Timmy my love. The first one who I had romantic feelings for. The one who corrupted me by initially repaying my love with rejection and child-like hate. I loved you first. God I loved you first.

If only you loved me back first then. If only you loved me first like I did you.

Then I wouldn't be in bed making love to someone else. I wouldn't be held by someone else. Someone else who despite everything satisfies the angry hating part of my heart because he isn't you.

He isn't you Timmy Turner. Chester isn't you.

Beneath the stars came falling on our heads

Our wedding was perfect. I remember it like it was yesterday. Our love shining like the stars in the sky since we got married at night.

But they're just old light
They're just old light

But my love for you has been around for so long. It's like an old bulb. Still working but full of age.

Some say love is ageless. Good for them. I feel like I'm holding a lantern.

With Chester I'm under florescent lights. Everything illuminated and nothing weighing me down.

I feel free. I feel free and I feel guilty.

The guilt however doesn't outweigh the pleasure I get with Chester. Not in any way, shape or form.

Your hair was long when we first met

When I first met Chester he was the typical trailer trash country bumpkin type living in the city. Now he was the deep homeless adult who I committed adultery with.

How things change with time. So many things.

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed

My second Sampson, Chester. Made me feel beautiful, happy, and not dumb for all the wasted years I waited for Timmy to return my love and make me his wife.

It was so much more than adultery. It was like we knew each other's souls. Sadly I was married to the love at my life. But at the same time I'd never leave Timmy for anything.

Nothing would make me leave his side.

But it took less for me to cheat on him. Cheating was easier than making a full break.

Love can make you scared of letting go.

I guess the same can be said for Chester. He must fear the repercussions if Timmy finds out.

But he still stays. He still stays in this adulterous relationship.

Staying and loving me in ways that shook me with both desire and guilt.

Desire won out.

Who wanted guilt anyway?

I cut his hair myself one night

A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light

I betrayed Chester that night. The night I allowed myself to give to lonely desire.

He loved me. I didn't love him.

I've dragged him into something that will not have a happy ending. I can just feel it.

Yet I don't want it to end.

He told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me till the morning light the morning light
and he kissed me till the morning light

But Chester didn't mind. He just…he just loved me too much.

He told me that first night when I cried that it was okay and stayed with me lovingly in that cabin for the next three days.

Three days it took us to realize that we had my cell phone the whole time. I waited a few extra hours before calling though.

Chester loved me with all his heart and I didn't. The day he realizes I was only using him for sex and comfort and leaves will be a sad one for me. So I cherish the ones I have now. Fearing the day when they'd finally cease to exist. Fearing yet expecting it all the same.

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head

I knew what I was doing was wrong. Sleeping with a man as my married one stayed at home waiting patiently for me. I knew it yet I didn't stop it. I didn't stop my affair with Chester.

In some ways yes it makes me a bad person. On others it's a way to get back at Timmy for all his initial hurt and neglect. Hurt him without him knowing. Without him knowing as long as he didn't find out.

Ate a slice of wonder bread
and went right back to bed

Chester and I continued holding ourselves close to each other. As if there was a warmth that would be lost if our bodies lost contact.

We couldn't break the columns down

Temptation is a funny thing. Once you give in to it, you have no true idea how long it will take you to let go. If you'd ever let go.

No, we couldn't destroy a single one

Chester and I haven't forsaken temptation yet. But really, have we tried?

and the history books forgot about us
and the bible didn't mention us
not even once

I hope no one finds out about this. No one.

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

"YOU!"

Chester and I looked forward in fright.

It was Timmy.