Confession of a babysitter
Okay ladies and gentlemen in the fan fiction as you know I do not own fairly odd parents. Hope I don't get sued because I don't have no money.
For the most part it was another typical evening for Timmy Turner. His parents are out doing something stupid and Vicki was being her normal evil self. However something seemed different about Vicky she seemed to be in a conflict with herself. She was doing her normal evil but something different seem to be going on in her eyes. Almost as if she was internally fighting back. Timmy however didn't give this much thought he was being tormented like always and that's all he really cared about.
The bucktoothed boy decided to retreat back to the only place of relative safety. Timmy was going back to his room to escape. But of course he wasn't going to just walk himself in his room. Because he had fairy godparents Cosmo and Wanda might've been a couple of goofballs but they were his best friends.
"Timmy is Vicky giving you the normal hard time?" Wanda asked still in fish form
"Ya she is but, lately it seems like she's treating me worse than everyone else she looks after well unless you count her sister." Timmy responded "I'm sick of this I want out of here!"
The boy in the pink hat was about to wish himself into his favorite comic book the Crimson Chin when he heard a knock on the door. Cosmo and Wanda turned back into fish. Vicki rarely came up to his room so they weren't sure what was going on. However even more unusually and she seemed to be waiting for Tammy to give her permission to come in,
"Are you in there?" she asked but it wasn't her normal tone she sounded like she was at least putting in effort into being nice."
"All right Vicki you can come in." Timmy said as the fairies turn back into their fish disguise.
Vicki opened the door slowly and walked in. her demeanor was completely different she looked remorseful about what she'd done but Tammy thought it was a trick to lure him in a false sense of security.
"Look twr...Timmy" she signed "I'm well aware of what you think of me I'm pure evil monster Icky with a V. It's true however that's not the whole story."
Timmy didn't know how to react this was totally different from how she normally behaved. He thought it over for a little bit and decided that he should at least hear her out. "Okay what's the problem?"
"I'm sick Timmy." So much potential to insult her just in that one statement but he let it go. "Mentally sick, basically I'm afraid of affection and getting close to anybody I care about so I attacked them lashing out I can't fully stop myself." She started crying real tears honest-to-goodness crying like a normal person.
"I keep telling you this now?" Timmy asked a little more willing to believe her.
"Because my psychiatrist and I had a breakthrough, I'm finally going to get better." The babysitter said with a nervous smile. "I just wanted to thank you for putting up with me and not reporting me to your parents or the police."
"I'm sorry you have to live like that Vicky." Timmy was fully sincere he saw his nemesis in a completely different light. She wasn't just evil but she was upset some of the problem. Now the boy wanted to help her but he knew firsthand that this was not a type of problem that was easily solved by magic. "Man Vicky what did this to you?"
"well the most common cause is parental neglect during infancy. I care about you Timmy more than I feel comfortable telling you right now." Vicky said
Babysitter and child shared a hug for a few minutes with a new understanding of each other. It was a client tender moment until the redhead suddenly gave Timmy an anatomical weggie.
"IM NOT CURED TWRIP." She yelled "so you might have to still endure some outbursts."
"You didn't think to warned me beforehand?" he asked
"Honestly not at all." She said nervously