A/N: Wow, 33 reviews in two months, I have to say I am shocked, along with over 4k views. I can say none of my other stories took off this fast. Then again, I didn't update my other fictions this often. I tried a different technique with this one, and it seems to have worked. Well That's enough from me. There might be adult type situations that follow, I will not make it descriptive. But if you think that it needs a 'M' tag, let me know and I'll change the rating.
Again, I don't own Fairly Odd Parents, do I still have to keep saying this, I'd hope that you'd gotten the point that I don't by now.
(Timmy's PoV)
He wasn't entirely sure how they ended up in her room, he didn't even remember leaving the couch. It was like one moment they were making out on the couch, and the next they were on the bed in her room, having just broke the kiss, or another kiss... he wasn't sure. All he knew is he was looking down at her pinned to the bed by him, her pink eyes nervous and excited. Her face unobstructed by her hair, she had her bottom lip between her teeth, he'd never seen her look more beautiful in his life. He wanted... he knew what he wanted. Yet at the same time he was scared about what he wanted. He'd only know this Vicki a couple of weeks, and the relationship... if there even was one, was new. Very new. It all seemed a little fast, so why wasn't either of them stopping it?
He didn't fight himself as he leaned down brushing his lips against hers, then her cheek. Didn't stop when she exposed her neck to him. He actually didn't even know what had come over him, this was Vicki... this was wrong. At the same time though, it felt right. Finally he fought his entire being to pull away from her, though not wanting to. She looked up at him worried. He wasn't sure if she was worried what they were doing, or worried that he'd stopped.
"W-What's wrong?" Nothing was wrong, he thought when she asked. It just felt too soon for them to be doing this... too fast. He's heard that rushing into anything was a way to ruin it... maybe relationships worked the same way... he didn't want to risk it.
"I... uh..." He wished he knew how to explain how he was feeling. He didn't want to hurt her feelings. Didn't want her to think he was rejecting her. But instead of looking hurt, she looked relieved, even though he said nothing. And sighed in relief.
"I thought so too." she said, as if she knew what he was thinking. Maybe she did, maybe she was thinking the same thing, and was having just as hard a time stopping. Maybe she was relieved because he had stopped them, when she couldn't. It took him forever to pull away from her... even longer to unpin her from the bed and let her up.
"I was worried you'd be mad or upset that I stopped." he muttered while she sat up... still he wouldn't have ever imagined that he'd be able to pin Vicki. It was an ever weirder though knowing he'd pinned her to the bed, in... arousal? He wasn't sure what it was, it was a strong feeling though.
"I kept thinking it was going too fast... but I couldn't stop... didn't want to." Timmy nodded, knowing just how she felt. He wasn't even sure how he'd managed to stop himself. He was glad he was able to... also he felt like a complete fool for doing it at the same time.
"Y-Yeah, I was thinking the same... it wasn't easy at all to stop... maybe it's about time we... uh... go to bed." He got up heading to the door, he wanted her to call him back, to ask him to sleep with her... and at the same time he feared that tonight, if they did, there would be no way to tell what could happen.
"Goodnight Timmy." he looked back to her before turning off the light, her face looked like he felt. She had to be thinking along the same lines. Hormones were running high, and being in the same bed might be disastrous. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Good night Vicki." he smiled to himself. Normally those words after what had happened with be damning to a boy's a teenaged boy's ego. But Timmy couldn't help but think they meant she cared about... whatever was forming between them was enough that she didn't want to risk it, any more than he did.
(Vicki's PoV)
Vicki had woken up the next morning, feeling kind of down. She had been conflicted about what had happened, or began to happen last night. While she had been worried and a little nervous, it had also made her feel wanted, needed... loved... adored. That's the real reason she hadn't been able to stop. She had been worried that it was going too fast, yet at the same time, she wanted those feelings to continue. Waking up alone, she couldn't help but feel farther from those emotions.
Next to her bed she found a pair of crutches instead of her wheelchair. Now that she thought about it, she was glad Timmy had gotten them, last night had gotten so heated that Timmy, who surprised her, had carried her to her room, leaving the wheelchair in the living room. So she would have to rely on him to help her back. She inspected the crutches, and got them to the right height before standing up. Much better than sitting. Being in the chair had been comfortable at first, though the last couple of weeks her bottom had started getting numb and she had began to get stiff from not moving. Though she had only used crutches only once before, it didn't take her long to get the rhythm back, and muscles that she had almost forgotten she had were stretched as she made her way to the kitchen, where she expected to find Timmy.
All she found was a note saying Timmy had went to the mall for something or another. He'd bring back lunch, and that Tootie had planned to come and see her today. Couldn't have come at a better time. Tootie had told her that, she had gotten over Timmy a while back... maybe now she'd have a female she could talk to about this... one that knew Timmy more than any other person she knew... except maybe the boy with braces, and the bald kid... Chester and A.J., if she remembered right. She hadn't really been listening all to well when Tootie had told her about them, she'd had other things on her mind. She found her breakfast in the microwave, when she had went to make a bowl of instant oatmeal... well since she had opened it already, it looked like she'd have both.
She cleaned her dishes now that she was able to stand in front of the sink and not sit. Crutches were going to make things much much easier, she thought as she went into the living room... nothing to do but watch TV until Timmy returned. As soon as she sat down, someone knocked on the door... well she wasn't getting back up, she thought.
"Come in!" Vicki called. Normally she'd wonder who it was, though the letter did say that Tootie was coming over to see her, so it must be her, and she was right.
"Hey Sis! Last time I came over, you were sleeping from the meds." There was something else that happened, but at the moment she couldn't remember, she was just happy to have contact with someone else besides Timmy. Not that she didn't like his company, she just... maybe this time, with what had been going on... maybe she needed girl time.
"Hey Toots, how've you been?" She tried to sound as happy as she could, even though waking up alone after the... whatever you call it happened last night.
"I'm okay... but I should be asking you that question." Tootie smiled as she sat next to her. Her and Tootie hadn't really gotten along much in the past... it had only been in the last year or so, that they'd talked to each other for extended periods of time without arguing.
"I don't know," More emotion came out with those three words than she wanted to show, more than she wanted to start with at least. She wanted to at least have a decent conversation with her sister, before, Boom, 'I think I like Timmy, the boy I babysat, the one you used to crush on...' Yeah that was going to be fun. "I'm just having... problems."
"What kind of problems." Tootie sounded worried, maybe assuming that had to do with her doctors appointment. Now she was more worried that Tootie would think she was sick... well sick in the head. Plus it wasn't easy admitting to your younger sister, that she had more experience with boys than she had... well more experience in love. Vicki knew how much it would talk to make one cry... but that wasn't what she was looking for.
"Well... see, I think that I..." Yeah this was going to be super easy, she thought as she tried to figure out the right phrase... the right combination of words to tell her sister. "I think there is... a guy I like."
"Oh! I was worried something happened at the doctors or something." Tootie looked relieved, and Vicki had been right in assuming what her sister would think, "So... about this boy. Anyone I know?"
"Well..." In most cases when one female asks another, if it was anyone they knew... the answer is usually no... but in this case it was someone she knew. "Yeah, actually it's someone you know... pretty well."
"Hmmm" Tootie seemed to think for a moment, and Vicki wondered if Timmy had even crossed her mind while thinking... she knew Timmy well, very well. But would she picture them together... or would she have just chuckled to herself, and continued on? "I'm drawing a blank here Sis."
"It's um... Timmy." The look of shock on her sister's face was enough to bring back what else had happened when Timmy had given her a double dose of her medication. Tootie had kissed Timmy, then she had kissed him, to prove she was better... yeah this just went from difficult to awkward, real fast.
"Timmy... Timmy? Turner? Timmy Turner? The one that lives here." Each nod of Vicki's head seemed to only confuse her sister even more. She actually expected Tootie to be upset with her, but she honestly couldn't tell.
"You're, um... not mad are you Toots?" Tootie seemed to be brought out of deep thought.
"Not really... I mean... I crushed on him a long time, and the other night I... well that's not important." Tootie said almost sadly. "That does explain why Timmy reacted the way he did when I... well that still doesn't matter. "
"I already know." Vicki went into about the night after Tootie had kissed Timmy. Actually before that, Vicki had told Tootie about everything, even last night... again she expected Tootie to be upset... but Tootie explained that she had gotten over Timmy, and had really only kissed him to, first see if Timmy had any feelings for her, and second, to make sure she was really over him. Then something that Vicki never expected to happen, the conversation turned into a girl talk, one that she never expected her and her sister to have.
(Timmy's PoV)
Timmy rounded the corner carrying bags from the store that he had went to this morning, wondering what he should make for dinner. As he got closer to his house he noticed someone sitting in front of his door, with their back to it. At first he had thought that maybe Vicki had come out, maybe to enjoy the sun... didn't make sense, though because she'd usually sit on the back patio if she wanted sun. He noticed the black hair. He could hear muffled crying as he got close enough to tell it was Tootie.
Maybe her and Vicki had a fight or something... both of them could be hard headed at times. It seemed he was going to have to find out what was wrong and fix it. Tootie was one of his best friends, and Vicki... he wasn't entirely sure what that was becoming just yet, only that it was intense.
"You and Vicki have a fight?" Tootie jumped when she heard his voice looking up at him... she didn't look sad, like he thought she would after crying, she looked angry.
"No, we didn't have a fight. But now I know why you couldn't think!" The tears had started again as she pushed past him and ran towards her home. He watched after her not really sure what to make of it. Why I couldn't think, it didn't even make sense to him. Maybe Vicki could shed some light on this... or at least find out what was talked about... maybe then he could find out what had happened.
Vicki was coming down the hallway as he walked in, and smiled at him before continuing to the couch. When she sat down she sighed a bit, and Timmy wondered if he'd waited too long to give her the crutches.
"So uh... Tootie. What happened?" Timmy came right out and asked, he hadn't actually meant to be so blunt but it kinda fell out of his mouth.
"Huh? Nothing... we talked a bit. Girl stuff mostly, then she said she had to go." Timmy wasn't an expert on the new Vicki, but he could usually tell when she was lying.
"So you don't know why she was crying outside when I came up?" Setting the bags down next to the chair he sat in.
"Here? But... she left like an hour ago." So she'd been sitting there crying for an hour... but what about. Maybe Vicki had said something by accident not meaning to hurt her feelings.
"Did you say anything that... could have upset her, by accident." Vicki thought for a moment, then cast her eyes down... that meant something had been said that could have hurt the other girls feelings. Good, since we know where to start, we can fix this.
"Well we... talked about, um... you, mostly. Feelings...an...things...kiss" The last part was so mumbled that he barely was able to hear it, but he did hear 'kiss'. Then he thought about when Tootie had kissed him... he said he couldn't think at the moment. Maybe she took that as he'd think about it... but didn't he talk to her the other night? That same night... didn't she say that she didn't feel anything from the kiss either?
"So you talked about her kissing me." Vicki seemed to bristle a bit.
"No... well it was implied, but never talked about... just about... ours... you know. I needed to talk to someone... and she had told me that she was over you... a long time ago." In truth, he'd gotten that impression a couple years before that she had been over him. So if she told Vicki she was... maybe she wasn't. If she found out he was starting to have feelings for someone else... her sister no less... maybe...
"Ugh..." he held his head. I wasn't that he had feelings for Tootie... but she was his best friend, and he didn't have many friends. So he valued the ones that he had. "I thought she was over this..."
But if that was all that was talked about. Then it would have to be Tootie having feelings for him for her to cry, and for an hour no less. This was a mess, were the roles going to reverse? Was Vicki going to become the clingy one, while Tootie became evil... No, Vicki was grabby at times, but not clingy. And Tootie... well she had her sister's temper at time, but she'd never hurt anyone... physically. Or mentally if she could help it. He just put his head in his hands and wasn't entirely sure what to do, or where to go from here next.