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( Author's Note )
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There is a time-skip in this chapter. And I don't know if it will happen in this chapter, but it will later on, if not in this one. There will be some mentions, and details of what happened during the skip. I'm just having issues getting where I want to, and the best solution, aside from waiting to figure it out, is to just skip into the future.
And for the first time, I'm going to ask people to review it if they like it. Because I'm bringing stories to a close, that have gone stale. Meaning that I will end them if they get low views, I don't want to waste time on stories, when others are being waited for. I don't like asking for reviews. But I've no choice.
Oh, and Tootie is a total perv... we all knew this. But she is.
As always, I don't own Fairly OddParents, nor do I obtain any money for doing it, whether by donation or paycheck. Meaning: I do this solely for fun.
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( Tootie Summers )
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"Oh Timmy, I just came to ask if you needed... any... help..." Tootie couldn't help but just stare at the naked boy, that was Timmy. In the moments before he covered himself with a shirt from the bed, she did let her eyes drop to the lower half of her boyfriend's body. She bit her lip a little, and pulled at one of her pigtails. "Ah... heh... heh... Hiya Timmy." Tootie giggled.
"Tootie?" He stared at her, and she knew her face had to be red from embarrassment, but it was a good embarrassment. Exciting in it's own way.
"Uh... yeah?" she replied, but for the life of her, she didn't know what she was answering.
"I'm naked." 'Yeah you are,' she thought, if he would just move that shirt again...
"Mmm hmm?" 'And the problem with that is?' She wondered.
"Can I change?" 'No one's stopping you, champ,' she thought to herself.
"Sure go ahead." Her eyes stayed glued to his body, honestly she didn't think she would be able to look away... even if she wanted to.
"Tootie?"
"Yeah?"
"You're still here." Then she started to realized, exactly what was going on.
'This isn't a daydream... or a wet dream... it's not a dream at all!' she thought frantically.
"Oh. Oh! OH! Sorry I'll... be... uh... in the room." Tootie finally came to her senses...
'Oh.. I gotta go,' she thought as she hurried out the door.
Wasn't her fault. She'd never actually been that curious before, so unlike other teen girls her age, who decided to research on the internet, what that part of the male anatomy looked like... all she really had were rumors, and random bits of information that she had heard from her female friends. Though, she wasn't expecting anything quite that... interesting. Sure... she had thought it would look... well, she should have done research. She assumed it would...
"What's with that goofy grin on your face?" Vicki startled her as she came out of the bathroom.
"N-N-Nothing, there's no grin. I definitely didn't walk in on Timmy butt naked changing, and saw everything, if that's what your are thinking!" Tootie almost yelled, then she trailed of near the end. Oh great. Just tell your big sister, you just saw your boyfriend naked Tootie... Not like she'll tease you, or yell at you, or worse... go and castrate him.
"Tootie, correct me if I'm wrong here, but isn't it supposed to be the guy that's the horn-dog?" Vicki crossed her arms over her chest. "Y'know, the only reason I'm letting you and Timmy share a bed tonight... is because he's in it. You? Nope, couldn't trust you. Him... I can trust."
"That's not..." She thought about it, and as much as she wanted to be upset at her sister, for it. She couldn't deny the fact that, yes... she would jump Timmy's bones in a heart beat, if given the chance. But Timmy... he had other things on his mind. But still... her sister shouldn't think things like that about her. It wasn't nice, even if it was true.
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She didn't know where she should wait in her room. What were you supposed to do when you were waiting for your boyfriend? Well this wasn't exactly an intimate sleep over. Was it? Could it be?
Maybe she could convince...
'Yeah, right. Like he would, with Vicki not far away.' She thought as she plopped down in her office chair. She had a sheer nightie that she had bought from a store, but had been too embarrassed to even show it to any of her friends. The only time she wore it, she did alone in her room, her door securely locked, and after she checked her window curtains twice, to make sure they were closed.
Just the sight of herself in that nightie, and the lacy underwear she had bought, was enough to turn her face, chest, and arms red. How could she ever wear that in front of Timmy.
'Oh my God!' She thought to herself. 'To do... that... with Timmy I'll have to be naked!'
'Of course, you'd be naked... doesn't quite work when you're dressed.' Her mind realized, and it seemed smug about it.
How was she ever going to do that? She'd die... die... of embarrassment.
Her attention turned to the door, as someone knocked.
"Tootie... is it alright to come in?" Timmy called from the other side of the door. Obviously with her little... peepshow, she was sure he was knocking to make sure, she wasn't in a similar state of undress.
"Yeah. I'm dressed." She said, even though she didn't want to be... yet wanted to be at the same time... how confusing were hormones? One of the parts of you, that can leave you stupid at a drop of a dime.
The door opened and he wheeled into her room.
He looked nervous, and handsome. Alright... so he always looked handsome to her. Even in the chair, and missing his leg, he was... her everything. She wanted to offer him help into her bed, but she knew that Timmy didn't like that. He didn't like people helping him. So, she had to fight against herself to ask. She just watched as he did what he had to do.
Instead she sat on the edge of the bed, opposite to where Timmy had moved from chair to bed.
"Exciting, huh?" Tootie murmured as she laid down, looking over at him as he still sat, though he did turn putting his foot at the end of the bed.
"Exciting. And I'm a bit nervous... I mean. I've never slept... in a bed with someone else." He sounded nervous, and that's just how she liked her Timmy. Nervous, and shy.
"Me neither, but that's what makes it fun!" She patted the pillow behind him. "C'mon, it's bed time, sweetie." Tootie giggled in glee, because this was a dream come true for her. "Just... pretend we're on the couch. We always cuddle on the couch."
"A-Alright." He said as he laid back, she took her chance to slide close to him. She thought it was cute, how he tensed up a bit.
She laid on her side, one arm over his chest, and the other under his head. And it was pure bliss to her. A situation she had wanted to be in for as long as she could remember. Though, her younger self had no clue about what being in bed together, implied. But... now, it was on her mind.
'Cool it, Tootie. You don't wanna freak him out. He's already close to bolting.' She said to herself, not sure if 'bolting' was the correct term. But he did seem really freaking nervous.
"See, not so bad." She murmured in his ear, feeling his body relax a little.
"Y-Yeah... not so bad." She didn't take offense, because she knew it wasn't her, he was just nervous... "So, the dream. Wanna talk about it?
"I'd rather not." He didn't sound angry, just didn't want to talk about it, she supposed.
"Wanna... just sleep?" He just nodded. Best she was gonna get from him tonight. "Goodnight, Timmy."
"Goodnight, Toots."
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"What do you mean you're not coming back?" She heard Vicki growl in the kitchen. "Whoa, you said you needed me for a couple of weeks. Maybe a month."
She crept closer to the kitchen door, so she could hear better. It sounded like someone was going to be in trouble. Vicki rarely got angry anymore, but if pushed, Vicki could be rather formidable still.
"I don't care if you're still paying for the bills... It's not right!" More yelling. "You can't do that to him! What the Hell does that mean? He's not some freak, he's your son! Hello? Hello!? Damn it!"
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( Vicki Summers )
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It had been a couple of weeks since she had come to watch Timmy, and he seemed to be doing fairly well. He hadn't tried to harm himself. Which was more than an improvement. He seemed a bit more upbeat, considering everything that had happened to him. Honestly, she was sure most of that was Tootie's doing. Tootie was sweet, kind and caring. And was firm when she needed to be. She didn't take crap off Timmy, just because she loved him. No. She made him do what he needed to.
Timmy had gotten fitted for a prosthetic. Normally he would have already had it, after a year. But he had spent so much time in mental hospitals that they had never gotten around to having him fitted. He was currently at his physical therapy appointment, and would be so for another hour.
She sighed as she sat at the kitchen table. She was trying to figure out what she was going to make for dinner, when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Vicki said once she picked up the cordless phone
"Vicki. How's everything?" Mrs. Turner's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hey Mrs. Turner. How's India?" Not that she really cared, she never planned on going. Not that she had anything against India. It just wasn't on her list of places to visit.
"It's wonderful. Love it, we're buying a house." Her voice came again.
"Oh, a vacation home. That's nice." Not where she would have a vacation home... but whatever floats their boat.
"Actually, that's one of the reasons I'm calling. We're moving here... Me and Timmy's dad. We're... not coming back." She took the phone away from her ear, and stared at it for a moment... She had to of heard wrong. It understood wrong.
"What do you mean you're not coming back?" Vicki growled into the phone. "Whoa, you said you needed me for a couple of weeks. Maybe a month."
"Don't worry. We'll still be paying the bills there. So... yeah. You know..." Mrs. Turner trailed off a moment.
"I don't care if you're still paying for the bills... It's not right!" She yelled into the phone.
"We can't come back... Timmy... he's not the same boy anymore. And we just can't handle him." How could any parent say such things about their own child? Their flesh and blood.
"You can't do that to him!" She was more than furious at the women on the other end of the phone.
"We don't expect you to understand, but we didn't sign on for this. To put it bluntly, we don't want to raise some freak. We don't feel safe with him in the house." Her voice was flat, which only caused her blood to boil.
"What the Hell does that mean? He's not some freak, he's your son! Hello? Hello!? Damn it!" She threw the phone, and watched it break into several pieces on the wall.
What the Hell was she going to do now? How was she going to explain this to Timmy. He was dealing with enough as it was, and now his parents skipped out on him. Sure, they're taking care of the bills, and his other expenses... but basically, they just skipped out on him.
She still had a week before Timmy's parents were supposed to return. So she had that long to think up how to tell him.
"Vicki?" Vicki froze when she heard her sister's voice.
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( Tootie Summers )
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"Oh. Hey, Tootie. When did you get back?" She smiled best she could, hoping her sister didn't see through it.
"Who was on the phone?" Tootie asked, even though she knew... she didn't want to be right, but she had a strong feeling that it was Timmy's parents. And they weren't coming back... well the not coming back part, was due to what she had heard.
Vicki sighed.
"How much did you hear?" Vicki asked sitting down in the chair.
"Timmy's parents... they aren't coming back are they?" She had to know for sure.
"No... They aren't coming back." How could they do that to Timmy. Timmy loved them! They were horrible people... just horrible. "They called him a freak. Said they didn't feel safe around him... How could..." She knew that her and Vicki's parents weren't the best in the world... but they wouldn't do that to them. And even though Mr. and Mrs. Turner had always... neglectful... she would have never assumed they'd do something like this.
"W-What are we going to tell Timmy?"
"I don't know, Toots. I just... don't know..."
