The Picnic
A/N: After hearing positive feedback from Tootie's True Colors, I decided to do a continuation of it. So, this is Chapter 2. Enjoy and R&R!
Let's see, what to do, what to do…thought Tootie as she went over her options in dress, preparing for her date with Timmy. It was amazing how far they had come in such a short time. Just two weeks ago, she was hounding him affectionately and he just ran away, screaming. After Vicky's new babysitting "service" started however, something changed between them. Tootie clenched her fists in rage as she remembered the harm that her own sister brought upon the boy she loved. Seeing Timmy's face black and blue all over made a new flame fire up inside of her, and Timmy in all of his despair finally let his guard down. And to his surprise, Tootie didn't act obsessive at all. Rather, she treated his injuries and comforted him as his bottled up pain came rushing out. And when it was all over, Timmy fulfilled one of her long-awaited fantasies; he asked her out. Yet instead of pouncing on him, Tootie just smiled and agreed to discuss it during lunch the next day. After all of her failed attempts to get his attention, Tootie realized that she needed to have an attitude adjustment and tone down the severity of her expressions if she ever wanted Timmy to like her.
The next day, she found him at an abandoned table in the back of the cafeteria, which was surprising given how much he liked to sit with AJ and Chester. Maybe he wanted to talk to me privately… thought the young girl as she walked over to the young boy. Timmy smiled at her as she sat down. Tootie smiled and grabbed his hand, causing Timmy to lightly blush. "How are you holding up, Timmy?" asked Tootie; it had only been a day since his injuries, and even with her treatments, there was bound to be at least some soreness.
Timmy just smiled at her and assured her that he was fine. "So..." he started awkwardly, "What do you want to do?" Timmy cringed inwardly at his word choice; asking girls out was never his strong suit, and he genuinely wanted to give Tootie a good time. Timmy would swear that she could read his thoughts, because she reached over the table, angled Timmy's head so that he was looking at her, and said "I'm sure that whatever we do will be great, Timmy. So don't stress out too much, ok?" Timmy smiled as Tootie got a look in her eyes and started "Wait, you mentioned a picnic yesterday, right?" Timmy nodded, motioning for Tootie to continue. "Well, I remember this big hill in the town park; maybe we could have a picnic there, and maybe watch the sunset…"
Timmy smiled and replied "That sounds great; will I meet you there at around, say, 4ish?" Tootie nodded and smiled as the bell rang. "Well, that's the bell, I should get going…see you Saturday, Tootie!"
Tootie smiled at the memory; it was the first time that the two of them had a real conversation on happy terms. But I'm getting off track; I have to get ready, or this date will never happen…thought Tootie as she refocused. She looked at herself in the mirror and focused on her hairdo, normally a twin-pigtail style. Perhaps I should do something different this time. She then took out the elastic bands that were keeping her pigtails together and combed her hair until it was all flowing down her back. Much better… she thought as she moved on to her outfit, normally a black and grey catholic school uniform. Even she had to admit that it was rather bland and unappealing. She started looking through her closet and found a simple dress with flowers on it. Appealing, and it fits the location! After changing into the dress, she looked at her reflection. Smiling and pleased with the results, she walks out of the room, grabs the picnic basket that she had prepared, and heads to the park to meet Timmy.
The young boy waited atop the hill in his standard attire of blue jeans, pink shirt, and a pink cap. Next to him was a picnic basket, filled with food for his date. His heart hammered in his chest, the boy jittery about his first date. Calm down, Turner, once Tootie sees what you prepared, everything will be fine.
He then saw the flowery-dressed girl approach him and his eyes widened, shocked at Tootie's new look. "Tootie, you look…fantastic…" he stammered, still awestruck at the young girl. Tootie blushed, then remembered where she was and handed her basket to him, saying "I brought you this; it's your favorite, right?"
Timmy opened the basket and gasped at the contents; it may as well have been a Timmy Turner smorgasbord. "You made all of this, for me?" Timmy's eyes watered with joy at the gift. "I hope you like it…" began Tootie. "I made it myself…" she started before Timmy tackled her in a hug, knocking them both to the ground as he exclaimed affectionately "Thank you Thank you Thank you! I don't know what I did to deserve you!"
Tootie giggled and replied "You're very welcome Timmy. Now would you mind relaxing a little bit so I can breathe?" Now I have an inkling of how being chased by me made Timmy feel…she briefly thought as Timmy let go of her and sat up, offering a sheepish smile. A look of remembrance crossed his face and he suddenly exclaimed "I brought something for you too…" and handed his basket to her. Tootie smiled and gratefully took it, opening the lid to find an equally impressive assortment of her favorite foods. Tootie hugged Timmy, though in a much more gentle manner than he hugged her, and whispered "Timmy, this is fantastic! How did you do all this?"
Timmy simply smiled and replied "A guy's got to have some secrets, Tootie!" Before she could ask any more questions, Timmy interjected "Alright, we should probably dig in, before all this delicious food goes to waste." Tootie nodded enthusiastically, and they both dug into their respective baskets, occasionally sharing a bite with each other.
Before long, both of their baskets were empty, and their stomachs stuffed. "That was delicious! Thanks for the great time, Timmy!" exclaimed Tootie. Timmy smiled and nodded at her. As he looked at her, he could feel his heart hammering harder in his chest. He then surprised Tootie by embracing her again, albeit more gently than last time. Tootie blinked, then returned the embrace, sensing that her beloved needed this moment. "I…I love you Tootie…" Timmy murmured, snuggling into her shoulder. Tootie blushed, then replied "I love you too." She then saw the sunset ahead of her and exclaimed "Ooh, Timmy, isn't the sunset just beautiful?" When no answer came, she looked down to see Timmy sound asleep in her lap. Tootie didn't know how to feel; on one hand, she felt miffed that Timmy couldn't stay awake long enough to enjoy the sunset with her. On the other hand, her heart melted at seeing him asleep and snuggled in her arms. Smiling, the young girl resolved to pick him up and carry him home. Though he was asleep, Timmy smiled at the closeness between himself and Tootie, enjoying the beginning of what would be a long and loving relationship.