Timmy woke to the morning sun pouring into his and Vicky's room, and directly into his eyes. "Grr... should've shut the curtains..." he got out of bed and walked over to the curtains and shut them, causing the room to be bathed in a much dimmer light. He shivered as he made his way back to the bed. "Why am I so-?" he looked down at himself to realize he wasn't wearing anything, then looked around the room to find his and Vicky's clothes scattered about the room. The events of the night before came rushing back as his sleep addled mind rebooted. Vicky had wanted to take full advantage of Tootie's absence, since it likely wouldn't happen very often.

He crawled back into bed, he hoped stealthily to avoid waking Vicky. "Your sneak skill is too low..." Vicky muttered in a still sleepy voice.

"I was trying to be quiet so as not to wake you, I figured you'd want to sleep in on a Sunday. I sure don't plan on doing anything today..."

Vicky spun around in bed and pulled him close. "I can think of something we could do..."

"Reading my mind now huh?"

"Pfft, you're easy to read..." she moved to kiss him-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

-and was interrupted by a rather loud and hurried rapping at the apartment door.

"I bet I know who it is..."

"Tootie." they spoke simultaneously.

"To be continued?"

"At some point..."

"It's gonna be like we have kids, every time we wanna be intimate, her or Heather are gonna come up and need something..."

"I'll have to hang a 'do not disturb' sign up or something..."

Timmy got out of bed and began picking up his clothes.

"Cute ass by the way."

Timmy blushed and hurried out of the room, closely followed by Vicky's snickering. He put his clothes on and smoothed down his hair, then answered the door. A black and purple blur shot by him and crash-landed on the couch. "Hey Timmy. Just thought I'd come up here to see you guys not because I was uncomfortable last night as Heather wrapped her arms around me."

"...Wait what?"

"Nothing! Good morning!"

"Morning... are you feeling okay?"

"Yep! Just fine! Why do you ask? I'm not hiding anything! We didn't do anything!"

"Huh?"

"I only slept with her! Not anything else, really! And she initiated the contact not me!"

"Would you please slow down?! I can barely put together what you say before you start with something else! Take a deep breath."

Tootie stared at him.

"Do it! Deep breath, in through the nose."

Tootie breathed in deeply.

"Out through the mouth."

Tootie exhaled loudly.

"Now a few more."

Tootie did as Timmy told her.

"Alright, feeling better?"

"NoIwentdownthereandshewasnicebutshesaidshewasacuddlerandthenitwascoldsoshegrabbedmeandpulledmeundertheblanketwithherand-"

"Tootie."

"-itwassoweirdlikeitwasokaybutuncomfortableatthesametimeand-"

"Tootie."

"IlikeditbutIdon'tknowwhatitmeansorhowIfeelabout-"

"Tootie!"

"What?!"

"I can't understand you!"

"Oh! Sorry..."

"You said something about it being cold? And that Heather is a cuddler?"

"Yeah, she told me that but I didn't realize that..."

"Heather is rather... affectionate?"

"That's putting it mildly. She grabbed me from behind and pulled me under the blanket with her when I was cold, she likes to keep it cold in her room. But then..."

"Then?"

"She took off my glasses-"

"You sleep with your glasses on?"

"Let me finish! And then she rubbed her cheek against mine and said something about being able to get a good night's sleep..."

"So?"

"So?! You two could've warned me!"

"And miss out on this freak out of yours? Not likely sis." Timmy and Tootie looked up to see Vicky standing in the doorway to the bedroom, dressed in a green tank-top and black panties.

"So you guys did know?! About Heather, I mean."

"Well technically, we didn't know, but we've had our suspicions. She's put the moves on both me and Timmy."

"And me."

"And you..."

Tootie looked at Vicky for several seconds, obviously uncomfortable.

"What?

"Would you please put some pants on?!"

"It's my house. I'll walk around naked if I want. In fact..." she began to lift her shirt over her head.

"Vicky." Timmy looked at her, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Oh, I'm only kidding! Besides, I have a bra on..."

"Back to our earlier conversation... Do you guys know if Heather is...?"

"Is what?" Vicky had a sly smile on her face. Tootie looked to Timmy to see he was stifling a giggle.

"You know..."

"I'm afraid not... could you be more specific? I know a lot of things..."

"C'mon, don't' make me spell it out..."

"Still no ideas as to what you're talking about..." Vicky was struggling to hold in her own laughter now. She still enjoyed torturing her sister now and then.

"Is Heather... does she like girls...? Like really like girls?"

"Oh! That! I thought you were talking about something else!"

"No you didn't."

"Anyway, I dunno."

"What?!"

"I dunno what she likes, she clearly likes me, and Timmy... And you now, apparently."

"Is she playing games with us or something?"

"Dunno, not really my problem. Timmy and I are together, if she wanted to break us up, she's had plenty of chances. I haven't the slightest idea what her angle is."

Heather's apartment...

Heather woke feeling cold, she opened her eyes to find that she was alone in her bed, though the fleeting warmth indicated her bed-mate had left only a few minutes earlier. "Well... at least I didn't have any nightmares..." something that had only happened once before, when she slept in the same bed as Timmy and Vicky.

"Would've been nice if she hadn't left without a word though..." she looked over at her nightstand to see Tootie's glasses had been left behind. She grabbed them and flipped them over in her hands. "Perfect excuse to go up there..." she smiled at the idea, then looked herself over. "Shower first, then the hunt begins...!"

Back at Vicky's apartment...

The three had sat down for breakfast when Timmy noticed Tootie's lack of eye wear. "Tootie? Where are your glasses? I thought you needed them to... y'know, see?"

"Wha? I'm wearing them-" she put her hand up and realized she wasn't wearing them. "Shoot! I must've forgotten them down there after she took them off... I guess I'm so used to wearing them I don't notice when I'm not... But no, I don't need them to see, mostly just for reading, I can see alright without them."

"Well then my dear sister, you better go get them."

"Wha?! But I don't... I don't wanna... what if she?"

"What? She isn't gonna do anything to you now, she had a perfect opportunity last night and nothing happened, so what are you worried about? Unless something did happen and you aren't telling us?"

"No... nothing happened... I just..."

"Yeah?"

"I have to... uh... finish my breakfast first! Then I'll go! Yep..." Tootie had a small bit of egg left on her plate.

Vicky reached across the table with her fork and stabbed the egg, then pulled back and ate it. "Oh look! Your plate is clean! Don't worry about washing it, Timmy can handle that, right?"

"Sure! You go have fun with your girlfriend!"

Tootie looked between her sister and former crush. "Are you two really doing this?"

"Yeah, we are."

Tootie angrily stood up from the table and made for the door, grumbling all the while.

Timmy and Vicky watched her leave before bursting out in laughter. "This is too fun!"

"I thought you didn't want Heather around her, you know, playing the role of the protective older sister?"

"At first, but after the scene when she came up here this morning? I can't resist! I'm sure she'll be fine, Heather wouldn't purposefully hurt anyone."

"Yeah, she doesn't seem to be like that..." Timmy took care of the dishes and returned to the table, then put his arms around Vicky from behind as she sat in her chair. "Since we're alone now... you think we have time for...?"

Vicky looked up and met his lips with hers. "I think not. We'll have to think of something more substantial than that to get rid of Tootie, how long do you think it'll take her to get her glasses back?"

"Eh... good point. Any ideas?"

"Hm... let's see how this plays out."

Back to Heather's apartment...

Heather was in a good mood, she had gotten a good night's sleep, and no nightmares, she knew she dreamed about something, but couldn't quite place it, she always had trouble remembering her dreams, but her nightmares... they were always perfectly vivid, like she was back there again... "Better not to think about it, that part of my life is over..." she let the hot water do it's work of washing her cares away. After fifteen minutes of spacing out in the shower, she washed her hair and got out. "Wonder what I can do today..."

DING DONG

"Hm?" she wrapped a towel around herself and left the bathroom, causing a large cloud of steam to billow out. She ignored the fact that she was dripping water on the floor, she'd clean it up later... or maybe not.

DING DONG

"I'm coming! Gimme a sec here- whoa!" she slipped from her feet being wet, but caught herself. "Maybe I should've dried off, nearly broke my neck..."

She grabbed the doorknob and opened it. "Yeah?" before her stood Tootie, who was looking back at the stairs, almost like she wanted to be ready to bolt at the slightest provocation.

"Hey Heather, I just... wanted... to..." Tootie trailed off and began turning redder than her sunburn.

"What? You alright?" Heather leaned down and placed her hand on Tootie's forehead. "Hm? You're burning up! You sick or something? I hope I don't catch anything from sleeping with you... Oh! Could it be because of how cold it was last night in my room? If you get sick from that, I'm sorry! I'm just so used to sleeping in the cold..."

Tootie wasn't paying attention to a word Heather said, first being too distracted by the fact that Heather answered the door in nothing but a towel, then even more distracted by Heather leaning down and accidentally showing off a fair bit off cleavage. She looked again at Heather's chest, then looked down at her own and frowned. "Mine don't look that nice..."

"Hey, Earth to Tootie! You read us out there?"

"What? Sorry I was... something."

"Distracted?"

"What?" N-no I wasn't..."

"I know, I used to get distracted by them too. I attributed it to being blonde, but I think it's just because... well..." Heather grabbed the towel to hold it up and began to jump up and down. "They're pretty awesome!"

Tootie stood before her, watching her jump up and down. "Mine don't bounce..."

Heather stopped and stood now. "So you need something or just come for a free show?"

"I-I left my glasses down here..."

"Oh! I knew you looked different somehow! Yeah they're in the bedroom still, come on in!"

"I'd rather not-"

"Just get in here!" Heather grabbed her wrist and yanked her inside.

Tootie found herself back in Heather's apartment, sitting on the couch. "You should probably think about getting a TV, maybe a game system, computer... something?"

Heather plopped down next to Tootie on the couch. "I told you, I'm not big on all that stuff... You can bring your stuff down here if you want..."

"I know, it's just- I-I mean..." Tootie eyes kept looking over heather's still damp form. "Can you just put some clothes on?! Please?!"

"Oh sure!" she stood and began walking to the bedroom before stopping and doing an about-face. "Unless? Wait... yes! This is my house! I can dress how I want!" she returned to her position next to Tootie and smirked at her.

"My sister said the same thing..."

"How are the lovebirds anyway?"

"Fine. They're teaming up to make fun of me..."

"Oh? How so?"

"I told them about... last night..."

"Okay..."

"That's it."

"So? Nothing happened, I don't see..."

"I think they think I like you."

"Do you?"

"I don't know... I- maybe...? Do you like me?" the last words were squeaked out.

"Well... we did sleep together in a seemingly compromising position, even if it was just for you to stay warm... Also I am dripping wet in front of you... in just a towel..." Heather stopped and thought about what she just said for several seconds. "Huh. That sounds kinda wrong when I say it out loud..." Heather stood and made for her bedroom. "I'll get your glasses."

"Jeez... is this how it felt for Timmy when I was always trying to get him to notice me?" "Hey Heather... you busy today?"

Heather stuck her head out of the bedroom. "Not really, I need to make a copy of the keys to get in here for you... but I didn't really plan on anything today... Why?"

"Ah! Um... no reason!"

"Okay..."

A few minutes later, Heather came out of her room fully dressed in dark green jeans and a black shirt. "Here." she held Tootie's glasses in her outstretched hand.

"Thanks..." Tootie took them and put them on, then looked at Heather.

"Hm. For the record? You look cuter with glasses."

Vicky's apartment...

"Y'know, she's been down there a while... you sure you don't wanna...?"

Vicky sat next to Timmy on the couch, playing one of his video games. "Well... Alright!" she lunged at Timmy and landed on top of him. "I'm gonna-"

KNOCK KNOCK

"Fuck." she muttered.

"Not now..." disappointment was evident in Timmy's voice.

"Coming! Damnit..." Vicky got off of Timmy and went to answer the door, Timmy returned his attention to his game. "Tootie? ...And Heather?"

"Hey, just came by to say hi! And return your sister."

"You could've hung on to her for longer..."

"Oh? Are we interrupting something?" Heather gestured to Vicky's lack of pants.

"What? I'm not getting dressed on a Sunday. You're lucky I'm wearing as much as I am." she turned and walked back into the apartment, her way of inviting people in.

"Sounds more like unlucky to me... though this is a nice view..." Heather watched Vicky walk away.

Timmy looked over at Heather and Tootie's approaching forms. "Hey! I heard that! Hands off, she's mine."

"Now you wanna be possessive?"

"Gotta start sometime."

"Hear that Vicky? Your boyfriend is claiming you as his own. Guess I'll have to find someone else..." she had a mock downcast expression on her face.

"Good luck with that, hopefully you'll find someone that suits you to a 'T'." Vicky laughed lightly at her own joke. As did Timmy after he realized the implication.

Tootie felt like the only person in the room who didn't get a joke that was just told.

"Anybody wanna head out with me today? I need to make some keys for Tootie, and I might do some other errands while I'm out."

Vicky saw an opportunity, and jumped on it. "Well... I do owe Tootie a birthday present..." she ran into the bedroom and returned with a wad of cash, then took out several hundred dollar bills and handed them to Tootie. "Happy Birthday Tootie!"

"Vicky, my birthday was in March... and you already gave me a present..."

"Then... this is for the next one!"

"Um... okay... thanks?"

"Don't mention it! Go out to the mall and shop to your heart's content!"

Realization at just how much money she had hit Tootie and she ran to her pile of clothes and grabbed an outfit's worth, then ran into the bathroom.

"Right then, you mind taking my sister to the mall? She's a bit of a shopaholic."

"Okay... but why are you trying to...?"

Heather noticed Vicky making sidelong glances at Timmy as she stood in front of her.

"Oh! Gotcha, sure I'll take her out for a while. Are you cool with...?"

"With you seeing my sister?"

"Um... I-I wasn't gonna..."

"If that's what you wanna do, go right ahead. Long as you don't hurt her..."

"I won't! I... I wouldn't do that... the other stuff? With you and Timmy? I was just... testing the water..."

"Alright, I can't guarantee she'll return the feelings, we never talked about her... preferences before, but... I mean look at Timmy, if he put on a dress, he could easily pass as a girl."

Timmy heard what Vicky said and blushed as he remembered the days when she made him wear a maid outfit.

"If she had such a crush on him, I doubt it would be too much of a stretch to say she'd be... 'open' to the idea, y'know?"

"I'm kinda surprised you're... cool with this..."

"Eh, she needs to find someone someday, and I'd rather it be with someone I trust than someone I don't even know."

"I guess..."

"Then it's settled! You two go have fun!"

At this, Tootie emerged from the bathroom wearing a medium length purple skirt with (floral?) patterns, a light blue shirt, and a pink hat.

Vicky turned and looked at her sister. "Colorful..."

"Is... is that my hat?" Timmy looked from over the back of the couch.

"Er... yeah, you... you don't mind, do you?"

"Uh... no, not at all, looks better on you than it does on me anyway."

"Thanks! C'mon Heather! Lets go!" Tootie ran out the door and down the stairs.

"She's a little bundle of energy, isn't she?"

"Yep! And now she's your little bundle of energy! Have fun!" Vicky pushed Heather out of the apartment and shut the door.

"Wait... what?"

Vicky locked the door and turned to look at Timmy with a predatory grin on her face.

"You think we'll have some peace for a little while now?" he turned off the game and TV.

"We'd better not waste any time!"

Outside...

"Heather! Come on! We gotta get there! You know how many shops are in the mall?!"

"This was a mistake..."

"What?"

"Nothing! I asked... if it's the mall near the lake?"

"Yeah! That one!"

Heather got into her SUV and Tootie hopped into the passenger seat. "So you used to have a crush on Timmy, huh?"

"Vicky told you?"

"Yep."

"Yeah, I was... pretty obsessed with him, it was pretty bad. Looking back, it's kinda pathetic, and once Vicky told me that she was seeing him... I lost my head for a little while... but I realized that I had moved on long before she told me about them..."

"Sounds like you have some lingering regrets..."

"Of course I do. I wish it could've been me that he loved... but if he loved me... there would be no one to love Vicky. The only person she had for the longest time was me, even I had our parents but... they don't... they treat her differently than they do me. If she is seeing Timmy... then she finally has someone who loves her, I can't take that away from her..."

"Even if it means sacrificing your own happiness?"

"Hey, I'm not sacrificing anything, I firmly believe that there is someone out there for everyone, me included."

"A nice way to look at things... I hope you're right."

"Me too..."

The drive to the mall consisted mostly of Tootie and Heather talking about Tootie and her family, and what Heather was willing to divulge about her own family.

"So I've never been to Tibecuador, what's it like?"

"Eh... like most places around the equator, far too hot in the summer, and despite the fact that most of it is tropical forest and mountains, it almost never rains, or at least it didn't while I was down there." Tootie peeled some dead skin off her arm and tossed it out the window. "I feel like a snake..."

"Yeah, I'm not a huge fan of the sun..."

Tootie looked at her skeptically. "You're not a vampire are you?"

"You're the second person to ask me that in the past couple days. No, my light skin just burns really easily."

"They have this wonderful invention called sunscreen you know..."

"Says the person who didn't even put any on."

"I forgot it at the hotel. What's your excuse?"

"I don't like how it feels on my skin."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

They arrived at the mall after a few more minutes of driving.

"You wanna stick together or meet me somewhere?"

"Up to you, I-" Heather stopped and thought. "Maybe I should stick with her, I don't want to lose track of her since Vicky entrusted her to my care..." "Actually? Let's stick together."

"'Kay."

"Remind me when we leave to head to the hardware store and make you a copy of the house key."

"Right."

Heather spent the next few hours following Tootie from store to store, she occasionally told Tootie she had to stop and rest, Tootie seemed to have boundless energy, but Heather had only gotten a good night's sleep for two nights, she still had much to catch up on.

"Heather c'mon! You can rest when we get back!"

Heather sat on a bench and waved Tootie over.

"What's up?"

"Gimme... a few minutes, I'm not cut out for all this running around right now..."

"Jeez... aren't you like, twenty? How can you be so tired? Is this what it'll be like when I turn twenty?"

Heather waved her away dismissively.

Tootie groaned in annoyance. "You wanna get something to eat then? Maybe recharge your batteries?"

"Yeah... sure."

"Nasty Burger?"

"What a terrible name for a fast food joint... We had Happy Burger back where I lived."

"It may be a gross name, but that doesn't stop me from getting food there."

"Lead the way..."

Tootie grabbed some of the bags Heather was carrying and walked over to the counter.

Heather watched Tootie for several seconds, then went to look for a nearby table. "I wonder if this counts as a date... I wonder what Vicky and Timmy's first date was like... I wonder why I didn't go up and order with Tootie, she doesn't know what I like..." She saw Tootie holding a tray and struggling with the bags, looking around for where Heather was. She whistled and waved her over.

"You probably should've come with me, I looked behind me thinking you were there and didn't see you..."

"Sorry, I figured I'd go secure us a table."

"I hope you like cheeseburgers..." Tootie put the tray on the table, the bag on the tray tipped over and spilled out it's contents, all two dozen cheeseburgers worth.

"Seriously?"

"What? It was a good deal, buy a dozen for half price, and get a dozen for free!"

"That doesn't even sound real!"

"The proof is in the receipt."

Heather took the receipt and looked at it. "Huh. Alright then."

"Probably have deals like that because whoever buys that many and eats them is likely to die of a heart attack a short time later."

"Right?"

"We should probably head out soon, the mall and everything else closes soon, since it's Sunday."

"Yeah... yeah..."

"Thanks for taking me out here. And for carrying all my stuff..."

"Oh, no problem. It's nice to go and hang out with someone, I don't really get out much."

"And here I am treating you like a pack mule..."

"It's fine! Really! I don't mind. Thanks for getting dinner, we'll bring the rest home for the lovebirds."

"Or... we could keep it for ourselves."

"I like the way you think!"

The two left the mall and arrived back at the apartment a little after seven. "Let's see what those two are up to, shall we?" Heather knocked on the door.

No answer. She knocked again. Still no answer.

Inside the apartment...

"Hey... Twerp. Someone's knocking."

The two were in bed, Timmy resting his head on Vicky's bare chest. "They can keep knocking too, this is the best pillow ever. I'm not getting up... Hey! Maybe if we're quiet enough, they'll go away!"

"Mm... good idea."

Outside the apartment...

"Heather? I don't think they're awake..."

"Yeah, probably not, they could be out for all we know. C'mon we'll-" Heather sighed.

"What?"

"You didn't remind me to get a copy of the key...?"

"Oh shoot! What now?"

"You mind sleeping over again? The store is definitely closed now... I don't wanna make you uncomfortable but..."

"It's- it's fine, let's get this stuff down to your place."

Tootie and Heather entered the apartment and placed the bags down near the couch.

"Would it be alright if I... um..."

"Yeah?" Heather laid down on the couch.

"Take... a shower?"

"I... guess so? Yeah, go ahead, you know where it is." her hesitation was caused by her mind wandering to some very... inappropriate places.

"Thanks..." Tootie made her way to the bathroom.

"Must... control... self... Argh! Dammit!" Heather stood and made for the bathroom door, but stopped as her hand hit the doorknob. "No... I'm good, I have self-control, I'm- I'm not a perv..." she released the doorknob and returned to the couch.

"Heather? Could you grab me a towel?"

"There aren't any in there?"

"I didn't see any..."

"I must've forgotten to put some more in there. I'll grab you one." Heather went into her room and fished through her pile of clean laundry. "I really should put my clothes away when they're clean..." she eventually found a towel and went to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Come in."

Despite her imagination currently running wild, Heather entered the bathroom and put the towel on the sink. "Anything else you... need?" Heather looked at the shower, and the reptilian part of her brain reminded her that there was only a single pane of easily moved frosted glass between her and...

"Um... no I'm good, thanks though."

"Yeah, sure... I'll- I'll be in the living room if you need me." Heather left the bathroom and returned to lying down on the couch. She brought her index finger up to her mouth and bit down on it to try and focus her thoughts. "I just need... something..." "You just need to get laid." "Bad thoughts. How about some good ones? Like in movies where there's like a good conscience and a bad one?" Heather sat and waited for a full minute. "Nope just us bad thoughts." "Damn... alright evil side of me, what do you propose?"

"You know what I'll suggest."

"That's not really an option. I can't just go in there and join her for a shower..."

"You are your own person, you can do whatever you want."

"I can but... I can't, as a part of my deranged psyche, you know that."

"You'll cave eventually. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but you will."

"Hmph." she locked her thoughts away and turned over to face the back of the couch. "I'll just take a nap, can't think about it if I'm asleep."

Several minutes later, Tootie came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "I can't believe I forgot my clothes! I'm really spacing out lately... Heather?" she spied Heather lying down on the couch, facing its back. "You awake?" she felt herself blush as she realized she was in the same position that Heather had been in earlier, but Heather was confident in herself, she didn't mind walking around in just a towel. Tootie however, was very uncomfortable with the idea.

She walked over and stood in front of the couch, holding on to the towel like it was a lifeline. "Hello?" she poked at Heather a few times and she shook slightly in her sleep, but didn't move more than that. "Damn it... which one of these bags has my clothes?" Tootie jumped as Heather turned over suddenly with her arm out and watched in horror as her fingers hooked the part of the towel that was covering her chest. Gravity did the rest of the work as it pulled Heather's arm to the floor, the grasped towel going with it.

Tootie froze. She stood naked and dripping in front of Heather now, who continued to sleep peacefully. Tootie's mind screamed at her to make a break for the bathroom, which she did after grabbing a few of the bags. As she bolted for the bathroom, she slipped in some water that had dripped off her. She recovered, still blushing mad, and ran into the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind her.

The noise caused by Tootie falling woke Heather, who sat up and looked around. "Wha?" she wiped her mouth, realizing she had been drooling in her sleep and stretched. "Tootie? That you?"

"Uh... Yeah! I dropped a bottle of shampoo, everything's fine!"

"Oh-" she stifled a yawn. "Okay... I'm going to bed... see you in there?"

"Yeah sure!" Tootie was leaning against the bathroom door, trying to catch her breath. She placed her hand on her chest. "Is it beating so fast because I ran in here, or is it something else? Maybe I'm just on the verge of having a heart attack..."

Heather stood and looked down at her hand, which still clutched the damp towel. "Where did? Huh... weird..." She brought walked into her room and threw the towel into the laundry, then crawled into bed and under the covers.

Tootie entered some time later and left her clothes by the door. "Heather...?"

No response.

Tootie climbed into bed and sat next to Heather. "You awake?" she poked her nose with her index finger.

Heather's right eye opened. "What are you doing?"

"I- um... I don't know... I was wondering... because, you see I thought about..."

While Heather did find Tootie cute when she was all flustered like this, she also really wanted to get some sleep, especially now that she wasn't having nightmares. She grabbed Tootie and pulled her into her chest so she was laying down. "Go to sleep Tootie."

"But I-! I mean... I need to say- About you... and me... I..."

She felt Heather move behind her, then felt a kiss on her cheek. "I know."


Author Note: I'm late. I know. These are tough to write with everything that's going on in real life right now. But that's neither here nor there. Yes, I am suggesting that Tootie and Heather are going to enter into a relationship, just in case it wasn't obvious, not my original intention, but after the idea popped into my head, I decided to go with it, hopefully it's believable enough, I don't know much about relationship stuff myself, only what I've read, and even less about same-sex relationships, though they technically aren't too different from heterosexual relationships I suppose. I figured that despite the fact that Tootie is rather forward with Timmy in the show, she would be a bit more timid in unfamiliar territory, which is why she may seem somewhat out of character here.