Feelings Can Change

Beta read by IrresistibleCookie


Timmy leaned against the treehouse, drawing a cigarette and lighter from his front right pocket, lighting it.

"What have I said about your health, Timmy Turner?!" a voice was heard. "What's wrong Timmy? What happened?" Tootie faced him.

"Nothing," he replied, taking a puff of his cigarette, "just thinking about stuff."

"Well it has to be something! You can't just come out the treehouse like that." Tootie sounded concerned."You know," she started. "you can always talk to me." She leaned back against the treehouse, next to Timmy.

After a moment, Timmy spoke up. "Don't worry about it," he replied, changing the subject. "What do you think Trixie's planning? She's been flirting with me all day. She was even trying to show off her knickers at me, by wearing those short skirts in English! Has she lost her mind?"

"Well, she is definitely planning something," Tootie was in deep thought. Suddenly, the answer came to her.

"Well, that was easy to solve," she sassed. "She hates me since I'm on the list. So, she thinks if she steals you away from me," She blushed at her statement, before continuing, "and the group, of course; she thinks it could end the group."

Timmy finished his cigarette, as soon as she had finished hers. He threw it in the puddle, by their feet. This was also one of the many reasons why he had feelings for her. She had an ability no one else had, that made her stand out from all others: she was able to solve many things as quickly as possible.

"Well if this is the case, her plan is absolute bullshit!

"Do you really think I wouldn't notice?" Tootie smirked.

"Nothing gets past you, does it?" He smirked back, then chuckled coldly at her. "I just felt the need to go out," he said. "I was thinking of something, which got me a bit frustrated, then I went to have a smoke. No biggie."

She knew he wasn't telling the truth, but then she decided she would talk about this later in the week. "Alrighty then," Tootie tried to smile, "you're fine now,"

"Yeah, I am," Timmy replied.

"Good, because I think we should go inside."

"Why? Is it cold?" Timmy teased, walking up to her, with a smile on his face.

"No," She blushed, with a smile on her face. "Chester might eat the fridge."

"That's impossible!" Timmy exclaimed. "There are like...30 chicken wings and 20 ribs in th-Oh yeah, we better go inside." Timmy realized what the current situation was.

They both laughed and walked back into the treehouse. Timmy sat on his beanbag chair, sighing, while Tootie went into the kitchen. A few seconds later Elmer broke the silence. "You okay?" he asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm good," Timmy replied. This was not a lie: he really did feel better.

Tootie emerged from the kitchen, in a bad mood. "Chester!" she exclaimed, "How could you?!"

"Sorry," Chester apologised, glancing down at his body. He was covered in barbecue sauce, from head to toe.

"You got it on your shoes," Sanjay noticed.

Everybody laughed, as Chester ran to the bathroom to clean up.


I am so sorry for months to wait for this but I didnt have internet until now. I know you might want to ask questions but the questions you should be asking yourselves are: WHY DOES CHESTER HAVE SUCH AN APPETITE? WHAT WILL HAPPEN TOMORROW AT SCHOOL? WHAT WILL TRIXIE DO NOW SINCE THE PLAN IS FIGURED OUT? TUNE IN NEXT TIME?

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