Here is chapter 2 in all its splendor. as this chapter goes on, you may notice a transition in style from the last chapter. if i did it right, it's a very gradual transition, except for the end, which was supposed to very sudden. and if you're asking, the gradual transition is there to accomodate the ending transition. if you're not asking, good for you.
The shadows cast by the sun fell at an angle as little Timmy Turner stepped off the school bus and returned home from yet another mediocre school day. However, this was not a great mediocre day, instead it was a rather poor mediocre day. First of all, there was a dance that he had to go to, with Tootie. Worse, though, was the fact that he willingly gave up going to the dance with Trixie Tang so that he could go with Tootie. Worst of all, something inside him told him that this was the right thing to do.
As he walked in through the front door, he was greeted by the worst shock he had all day: Tootie was talking to his parents!
"HEY! What are you doing here!" he screamed.
His mom answered, "Oh, hi, Timmy! Your new girlfriend was telling us about the dance tonight and how you agreed to go with her after dumping the most popular girl in school. How romantic." After finishing that sentence, Mom, Tootie, and Wanda let out a dreamy sigh.
Timmy now was frustrated almost to anger. "I-," he began before he was interrupted by his father.
"Now, now Timmy. We've taken care of everything, including picking Tootie up from her house, chaperoning, and even our goofy adult formal wear!" Upon finishing, Mr. Turner pulled an orange leisure suit from behind his back and Mrs. Turner pulled a bright purple gown from behind her back.
Timmy opened his mouth to say something again, but once more was interrupted.
"Do you want to stay and watch us practice our goofy adult dance moves?" Mr. Turner asked Tootie.
"That's okay Mr. Turner, I've got to get home now and get ready for tonight," She replied. She looked at Timmy, giggled, and said, "I'll see you tonight. Bye Timmy."
Tootie kissed Timmy on the cheek, which he quickly wiped with his forearm. As she left, the sun glinted off her jet-black ponytails and gave her an implied halo, and the world went into slow motion. Emotion washed over Timmy and, in order to hide it, he pressed his eyebrows together and lowered them as far as he could and disfigured his mouth and cheeks. Eventually the door closed behind Tootie and Timmy's world returned to normal speed.
"Look, Timmy! We're doing a goofy adult dance!"
Timmy lay on his bed in his room staring at the wall, oblivious to the mountain of homework behind him and the setting sun shining through the window in front of him. He stared at the wall because the wall only had its own existence to manage, a feat less complex than the one laid out for Timmy. He had to manage all the thousands of mixed, redundant, and contradicting feelings that flew in and out of his mind every minute. His mind struggled to keep up with every raw emotion and keep these raw emotions from spilling out of his mouth.
Eventually the emotional traffic hit a metaphorical brick wall as Timmy's brain took a sudden vacation. However, this was more recognizable in reality as a low, "Mlaah," sound coming from his mouth.
"Hey! I can make that sound! Mlaah!" Cosmo put on a retarded face and kept bleating 'mlaah'.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Wanda asked, ignoring Cosmo.
Timmy sat up and turned around toward his fairies.
"I don't know how to feel or what to say. I don't like Tootie, but today when she was leaving, it was hard to watch her leave. Even at school I felt different than I normally do. It's a weird feeling and I don't like it," Timmy confided to his fairies.
"You could wish away your feelings again," Cosmo suggested.
Timmy said, "We already know that's a bad idea from the last time."
"Why? What happened last time?" asked Cosmo.
"So what are you going to do?" asked Wanda.
Timmy tried hard to think, but his brain was still on vacation and made no plans to make it back home.
"I guess I'll have to go to the dance with Tootie. It's easier than trying to think right now."
Timmy showered mindlessly and mindlessly made his way back to his room.
"Turn around you guys, I don't want you to see me nude," Timmy said.
Cosmo replied, "What me? Don't worry, I'm just a goldfish!"
"Just do it," Wanda commanded Cosmo.
Timmy dropped the towel from his hips and reached for the black slacks hanging from the footboard of his bed.
"Timmy! Ti- Oops!" Tootie had burst into his room as he was completely naked. She looked away just as she saw him, but she had seen enough to go running back down the hall in a fit of giggles.
"Embarrassment, I wasn't feeling that earlier but, hey, why not?" Timmy said with a crimson face.
Timmy, fully dressed in suit and tie, walked down the stairs into the living room where his parents and his date were waiting for him. Dad was wearing his humiliatingly orange leisure suit, and Mom was wearing her bright purple gown. But what really took his gaze away from his parents' respective eyesores was the light blue gown that Tootie wore.
Breathtaking as she was, and he was surprised at himself for thinking it, he had to clear up one issue. "What are you doing here so early?" Timmy asked.
"I couldn't wait so I had to come early. Sorry, Timmy," she answered with a blush and a smile.
Mr. Turner added, "And by coming over here, she saved me from putting 3/8 of a mile on my car!"
Mrs. Turner then said, "Speaking of cars, everyone, get in the car."
Mr. and Mrs. Turner climbed into the front two seats of the car and left Timmy and Tootie to sit in the back seat together. Everyone buckled their seatbelts and they were off to a dance.
Every few seconds, Tootie would scoot over a few inches closer to Timmy. Timmy would scoot over, away from Tootie every few seconds, until he was pressed up against the door.
The car stopped at a red light, which provided an opportunity for Tootie to take off her seatbelt and get up and crawl over to Timmy. Timmy saw her coming toward him and he took off his seatbelt and stood up on his seat, ready to dodge Tootie's advances.
The light turned green and the car started moving forward and Tootie still advanced toward Timmy. Just as Tootie was about to jump onto Timmy, she saw a pair of headlights flying toward the car.
In that instant, the pair of headlights ran the red light and t-boned the Turner car with enough force to stick the two cars together as they careened fifty feet into an adjacent field of grass.
In less than five minutes, three ambulances, four cops, and a fire truck were on the scene. In five more minutes, Tootie's parents were weeping on each other's shoulders, Timmy's parents were well on their way to the hospital, and there was a white sheet over the windshield of the offending car and a white sheet over the back door of the Turner family car.