"You're letting all the hot air out."
"W-well I can't see!" but he shut the door all the same.
"Yup, just like before, it's like a sauna in here!"
Timmy heard water sloshing around in the direction of the tub. The mist in the bathroom was too thick for him to see more than a few inches in front of him, he was surprised how quickly the bathroom had filled with steam, the water was probably ridiculously hot. "She probably hopes to scare me off with the hot water..."
"I really hope the hot water scares him off, this might not have been the best idea for a bluff..." "Timmy?"
"Still here... just-" she heard him bump into the laundry basket. "Ow! Just fumbling around..."
"Follow the sound of my voice..." she made her voice sound somewhat like a ghost's.
"Alright, let me just... whoa!" there was a thud from closer in the bathroom. "You just left your clothes in the middle of the floor again, didn't you?"
"Would I do something like that?"
"...Yep."
"You okay?"
"I'll live... can't guarantee you will when I find my way to you..."
"Not like you're doing great so far..."
Timmy was bumbling around on purpose, hoping in some way to stave off what his hormones were screaming at him.
"How uh... how hot's the water?"
"You won't get burned... much. How much longer are you gonna keep stalling?"
"Crap." it seemed she saw through his ruse. "I'm not stalling..."
"I'm afraid I know when you're lying..."
He heard a splash and was hit with a wave of hot water.
"Jeez! How can you stand it so hot?!" he was dripping wet now.
"You get used to it. Now that you're already soaked, you might as well get in."
Timmy began peeling off his clothes, grumbling slightly as he did. Once they were off, he stood in the middle of the bathroom, awkwardly covering himself with his hands.
"Are- Are you covering up?"
"How is it you can see me, but I can't see you?"
"These X-ray glasses of yours are neat! A little tweaking and I can see through the steam in here!"
"What?!"
"Don't worry, it's still on the 'flesh' setting, you just look like an awkward green skeleton, although, if I just turn this dial..."
She heard Timmy rush forward and leap into the tub with a splash, but didn't see him surface at first, she moved her right foot towards his end of the tub and pushed him slightly. Timmy surfaced, gasping for breath and red-faced.
"You trying to sneak a peek at something?" a sly expression on her face.
"Wha-No! The water is too soapy for me to open my eyes while under it..."
"Hah! A likely story... Is your face red because of the situation, or the hot water?"
"I'd say it's a little of column A and a little of column B..."
"Well, let's just see if I can tip the scales in column A's favor..." Vicky moved forward, towards Timmy, his eyes unconsciously glanced down at her chest, covered in bubbles, before looking up again to meet her pink eyes.
"Hi..."
There was silence from Vicky, that sly smile of hers being the only thing to indicate her current mindset.
"Um... I... If you're still not... c-comfortable with this, w-we don't have to..." he was cut off by Vicky's lips crashing into his, not wanting to let her have all the fun, he returned it with equal fervor.
Some time later...
Vicky rested up against the back of the tub, still panting slightly, with Timmy resting his head on her chest.
"That was..."
"Yeah..."
"Yeah, that's a good way to put it. How are you... feeling?"
"It was... great, I can't help but feel like you're lying about not having any experience..."
"I was referring to whether or not you were feeling better from being sick, not... that. And as I said before, I haven't had any girlfriends, or study partners, or one night stands, or booty calls..."
"Alright! I get it! I'm feeling much better, the steam really helped me get decongested, thanks for asking."
"Happy to hear it."
"Can you... get off? I don't want to turn into a prune..."
"Oh! Uh... sure." Timmy moved off her and got out of the tub, then dried himself off and got dressed in his sleeping clothes. "Sorry I-" he was interrupted by the sight of Vicky getting out of the tub, he quickly brought his hand up to his eyes with a slapping sound.
"After what we just did, you're covering your eyes from my naked body?"
"Well... I mean..."
"You're either a gentleman or the biggest prude ever..."
"A little of both I'd say..." he heard the sounds of her walking around, then getting dressed.
"You can look now."
He moved his hand and opened his eyes to the sight of a still topless Vicky. He was briefly aware of a trickling feeling from his nose before his mind went blank.
Vicky grabbed her shirt and put it on. "Ooh! A nose bleed! I thought that was a myth perpetrated by anime shows!"
Vicky's voice brought his brain back from vacation and he grabbed his towel to wipe his nose. "I stand corrected, you are evil."
"Oh come now, would someone who is evil..." she moved forward and put her arms over his shoulders, then leaned down towards him and brought her face to right in front of his. "Do this?" she kissed him again, though not nearly as greedily as several minutes earlier.
"Possibly."
"Hmph." Vicky had a pouting expression on her face.
"Don't be like that, you know I'm kidding."
"You're lucky I know you so well, otherwise you'd be sleeping on the couch..."
"For a little comment like that?"
"Yeah, I'm a sensitive soul, easily hurt by the opinions and insults of others, especially by those of the person I love..." as she said this, she put the back of her hand on her forehead and mock-swooned so she fell into Timmy's arms.
Timmy deadpanned at her.
"What?"
"You're quite an actress, I'll give you that."
"Thanks, I like to think I'm a pretty good actress, to be able to fool most of Dimmsdale, and you're parents."
"To be fair, fooling my parents is about as easy as taking candy from a baby, with no one supervising the baby, and the baby is a quadruple amputee."
"That's... oddly specific..."
"Sometimes my mind works its way into some very dark places."
"That's an understatement..." they left the bathroom and returned to the bedroom.
Vicky entered the room first and paled instantly, before leaping at the bed and wrapping herself in the comforter again.
"What's up?"
"It's frickin' cold in here!"
"Well we did just take a near scalding bath, and we left the air conditioner on..."
"Aren't you bothered by the cold?!"
"Not really, no." Timmy walked over to his phone and turned it on. "Oh look, I have twenty-seven missed calls..."
"Anyone I know?"
"Well yeah, Tootie, Chester, AJ..."
"Oh, just the Twerp squad..."
Timmy's phone began ringing in his hand, it was AJ. "Shit." He answered. "Hello?"
"So I'm told that you and Vicky are an item now?"
"From who?"
"Tootie and Chester."
"Are you calling to voice your disappointment in me?"
"No, I'm happy for you, I mean, it's weird as hell that you would hook up with her, the girl you claimed was so evil for all these years, but if you two are happy together, who am I to question it?"
Timmy stood in silence for a full minute before finding his voice. "This is AJ, my friend, right?"
"Yep, it's me."
"Just checking, I expected everyone to be... unsupportive of this..."
"Nah man, it means that since you're taken, I can move in on Trixie, like I've always meant to."
"You like Trixie? You?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just... surprised, that's all..."
"Well my parents are rich, all I have to do is seem popular, and I should have no problems. Especially with the legendary sweater vest."
"News flash, much as I hate to burst your dreamland bubble, a sweater vest doesn't get you a girl, and it most certainly doesn't get you laid."
"Pah! What do you know? The only advantage you had was that you and Vicky spent way more time together than most arch enemies do, that's how you two are together now."
"You're right AJ, it likely had nothing at all to do with the fact that we have similar interests, or the fact that we just like each other, this all happened because she babysat me." his voice was laced with sarcasm.
"Oh! So you like to torture children and small animals too?" he was turning his sarcasm back on him now.
"Did you call as a friend, or as a dick? If you called as a dick, then I really don't want to hear it."
"Did you ever think about how this news would affect Tootie? How much it hurts her to lose the guy of her dreams to her evil older sister?"
"First of all, as I told Chester, you will not call Vicky evil when I am within earshot. Second, I'm not hers to lose! I was never hers to begin with! She has been chasing me for years and she told me that she had finally given up, why should it matter who I date?!"
"It matters to her, and you dating her sister is just... wrong."
"So you lied, it does bother you that me and Vicky are in a relationship!"
"Don't you see what's wrong with the whole thing?!"
"No, I don't. I wouldn't judge you for who you love, don't judge me for who I love."
"Open your eyes man! She has her claws in you and you don't even realize it! She's trying to get us all apart and then she'll strike! Kick us all while we're down! She's the worst of the worst! There is no redemption for people like her, I just wish I was nearby so I could snap you out of whatever she's done to you!"
"Well, give me a sec so we can converse more... directly."
"Wha-?" Timmy hung up the phone.
"I wish I had a teleporter, hand-held, goes anywhere I want it to by typing it into a little keyboard." a device not unlike a high end phone appeared in his hands. "Thanks guys." Cosmo and Wanda winked at him, still in their goldfish forms.
Timmy typed into the keyboard 'Behind AJ', and was quickly transported to the inside of a motel room, standing behind AJ as he looked questioningly at his phone. Timmy extended his arm and tapped AJ on the shoulder.
"Whoa! Uh... hey Timmy... where are your pants?"
Timmy looked down and realized he was still wearing the shorts he usually slept in. He pinched the bridge of his nose before returning his attention to AJ, and extended his arm once more, this time with significantly more force, and directed his fist into AJ's face, connecting with his nose and hearing a muffled cracking sound.
"Ah! Dude! You- You broke my frickin' nose! What the fuck?!"
Timmy looked down at his now floored friend, then at his knuckles, he rubbed at them slightly. "Maybe she is rubbing off on me..."
"I told you, you won't talk bad about my girlfriend as long as I'm within earshot. I warned you, and you didn't listen."
"So you broke my nose?!"
"Nothing compared to what Vicky would do if you had talked bad about me to her."
"You know what? I was wrong, you aren't brainwashed, the two of you are perfect for each other!"
"Thanks, I think so too." Timmy hit a button on the phone marked 'return' and was suddenly back in his room. "Wow, this thing is pretty cool! I'm back!" Cosmo and Wanda waved their fins at him and he waved back.
"You were gone?" Vicky's sleep-addled voice came from the bed.
"Were... you asleep?"
"Yeah... where'd ya go?"
"Just had to take care of something..."
"Okay..." she yawned before continuing. "Come to bed..."
"You realize it's like, two in the afternoon, right?"
"Are you asking me if I realize it, or if I care? Because no."
"Oh, okay then." he placed the teleporter device next to his phone and went straight for the bed. Upon reaching it, Vicky pulled him over to her and wrapped her arms and one leg around him. "Still cold?"
"A little..."
"Good thing I'm here."
"Mm-hm..." she was already beginning to fall back asleep.
"I'm not really all that tired..."
"Then you can keep a silent vigil while I sleep."
Well, he wasn't going to complain about being able to cuddle with his girlfriend.
A/N: For those of you who were hoping for some content with... let's say citrus content, sorry. I prefer to write about things that I have a bit of experience with, and sex isn't one of them. Maybe one day I'll be a bit more comfortable reading (and writing) the more... salacious content, but not quite yet, this is only my first fic, after all. Second, I did rate the story as 'T' so... At any rate, feel free to review and tell me how disappointed you are for no lime, or lemon, or whatever, or tell me it was good, if you felt it was good.