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Chapter Six: Excuses
I wish she still hated me. More than anything, I wish I could turn that, well, whatever it is into the same sort of feelings I share for her. (Up until now, I assumed they were reciprocated).
Hatred is so easy to understand, considering I've dealt with it for over six years. Looking at her, all I can see is hatred, at least, what I'm used to seeing. Now I'm not entirely sure what it is I'm supposed to see or how I'm supposed to interpret it.
Sure, I continue to hate her, but that's not all that I feel towards her anymore. A sense of pity fills me, for certain, but also…no; I'm not going to say it. It's bad enough that I ate lunch late; I don't need it returning to me.
How long has she harbored this thing for me? How long has she hidden behind the mask of lies and shoved me into chores so she didn't have to look at it?
Pounding my controller fails to take my mind off it. I'm losing dismally, but that's beside the point. (Also is the fact that I've played this game a thousand times before and never lost once). The point is that she's completely obliterated any chance I had of having a clear thought in my head.
I want to stop thinking about her, I really do, but now I have to reinterpret everything she said to me over the past six years. How much of it was secret flirting? How much did she pretend to dislike or enjoy? Moreover, when we were trapped in the cavern, what did she have to say to me before the pizza guy showed up?
She was sixteen then, for gods' sake. Could she have found me attractive even then? Did she look at me, as a ten year old, and think, 'gee, he's hot'? Okay, I'm grossing myself out here, but that's a good point.
Is it just me that she looks at or does she see other kids like that too? Could she have seen Chester and A.J. in the same light? Or does she make an exception just for me?
What prompted her to say that, anyway? She never apologizes; much less admit to something as painful as that. Maybe she thought it was time…or, maybe, she accidentally blurted it out. Come to think of it, that's probably it.
In the distant background, I can hear my character dying an excruciating death, complete with screams and wails. Absent mindedly, I flick the restart switch on the game yet don't pay attention to the opening credits. Vicky's still on my mind, much to my disgust. I haven't been this obsessed with a girl since Trixie Tang in the fifth grade.
Ah, Trixie Tang, the former love of my life. I wish I could say I've entirely given up hope of making her mine, but I haven't. Then again, I've slowly come to realize my chances of scoring her (or even scoring with her) are rather slim. Still, I entertain the hopes she'll come off her high horse and pursue me for a change, however unlikely that prospect is.
Tootie, too, has toned down her pursuit. I know she still has the crush, because she brings it up every once in a while, but it's not as a big a thing. We both acknowledge she has it, but that's about as far as that one goes. She just isn't my type (whatever my type happens to be, because after Trixie, I'm not entirely sure I have one, other than pretty, rich, and shallow).
Heh, that's ironic. Other than the pretty part, Vicky fits that stereotype very well. Okay, so I'll admit that maybe she has her moments when she actually resembles a human being (rare though they are) and maybe she can be attractive if looked at in the wrong light (and believe me, it's a very wrong light indeed). Ugh, am I actually considering the idea of finding Vicky anything other than repugnant? Bad thoughts, bad thoughts.
Maybe I should talk this over with my godparents. They'll probably say it's just a reaction to my finding out that Vicky likes me and my trying to compensate my own hatred for her. Well, Wanda will say that, Cosmo will just say something stupid.
Or, rather, Wanda would say that, but she's been rather down lately. I don't know what it is, nor does Cosmo. She barely says a word to us all through the day and, when we catch her thinking about things for hours at a time, she claims it's nothing we can help her with. Cosmo's torn between thinking she's obsessing over Juandissimo and concern that she's depressed. It'd be cute if he weren't worried on one hand and accusing her on the other.
Right now, she's just swimming listlessly and Cosmo nudges her from time to time. I'm not sure what he's trying to accomplish, other than receiving a languid whack with her fin, but it's not working. She hardly pays any attention to him…and she's staring into space again. Jeez, Wanda, what's up with you?
Just as my character dies for the umpteenth time today (and I realize just now that I didn't press anything, the game started automatically and I let myself be beaten to death), someone knocks on the door. Of course, I know it's Vicky and, of course, I'm immediately resentful of her knocking on my door. Didn't I give her enough chores? Why can't she just vanish or something? It'd make everything a whole lot easier.
Leering at the door, I wonder whether or not I should open it. If I leave her out there, banging like a maniac, I'll probably get a headache. If I don't, then I'll have to contend again with the fact that my psychotic babysitter has a crush on me. Neither prospect sounds entirely enthralling.
"Timmy?" She calls, sounding like a pathetic little kid. I almost laugh, and then I remember I was that pathetic little kid. Still, it bugs me slightly that she isn't calling me twerp. What right does she have to use my real name? Only my friends and family call me that.
"What do you want?" I snap back, opening the door and leering at her. Her slight frame retreats slightly at my anger and I scowl. Stop feeling sorry for me, stop whatever the hell it is you're doing and get your backbone back. Scream at me, yell at me, act normal. I can't handle a nice Vicky when it's born out of fear and not magic.
Her eyes fall upon my goldfish bowl and I follow them, noting that Cosmo's attempting to draw Wanda into a conversation. She merely answers in monosyllabic replies, her eyes focused on Vicky. Wait, why would she be looking at Vicky? Unless, of course, she's going to give me a lecture about treating people right and all that. Sometimes, I agree with Cosmo- she is a nag.
A hurt look flits across her face and, immediately, unconsciously, I feel pity for her. An idea of comforting her flits across my mind and I curse mentally, wondering why these thoughts should afflict me. Let Tootie comfort her, she's her sister. Why do I have to be left to it?
Before long, anger at my former pity surges and I snap back, ""What do you want?"
I fold my arms over my chest and my pink t-shirt, which I still wear every once in a while. I can't really wear it to school, lest kids call me gay again. That was one horrible week, although, at least Trixie stood up for me. There's no way I could be gay when I'm trying to get her to date me every other week.
"Got any other nasty jobs you want to saddle me with?" She grumbles and I can see in her eyes that her mental shield has gone up. Fine, let it, I don't care. Let her be as bitchy as she wants, because that at least I know. Icky Vicky, not sweet and innocent (and non rhyming) Vicky.
"As a matter of fact, I do!" I counter, firing back at her angry attitude with some hatred of my own. Maybe hers isn't hatred, but I'm not inclined to find out. Never tickle a sleeping dragon, never annoy a fire fae, but, most of all, never ask a psychotic girl if she has the hots for you.
"Well, what are you waiting for! Go on and exploit me already!" She screeches, reminding me of the 'good ole days', like yesterday, when I thought everything was, well, not normal, but as it should be. Jeez, I actually miss her torturing me.
She's still looking at my goldfish, but especially Wanda, who's taken a pointed interest in her. Cosmo can't force her away, can't break her concentration. He's taken a block of cheese instead and munches it, his worries fading with the Swiss.
I really wish she'd stop eyeing my fish like that. I hope she doesn't know something about them…because if she does, I'm in more trouble than she is at the moment. I can't risk losing them, they're all I have.
"My goldfish aren't going to help you with your chores," I spit suddenly, retrieving an extensive list of chores. This ought to keep her from coming back, not to mention to stop looking at my fish like that. Unless she answers, 'yes, they will', then I'll know for certain that she has no idea of their true potential.
Then, I shove the door shut in her face and return to my video game. Finally, some peace and quiet. Time to think of how I'm going to keep my mind from returning to her again. Damn, never mind.
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Replies to reviews!
Squirrel Tamer- Yes, we are dealing with a particularly stubborn teenager. (smirks and points to Trixie Tang) That answer your question?
Um, you're welcome, my dear. Now, if only that poster could get me out of the mundo paper I have due in two days.
Yes, a lot of people know things that they didn't know previously…and yes, here's Timmy-kun's part. I apologize if I'm not overly enthusiastic. You wouldn't be either if you had a paper worth two test grades.
Yeah Loi- Tootie's more likely to become psychotic, but you'll see more of that next chapter.
MisterBlue- You know I'm stressed when I'm not jumping at your name, Blue. And good, fear Toot. Too many people underestimate her.
Now you know what Timmy was thinking…and I have to get back to that damn paper. This chapter'll end up going up in an hour, if I'm lucky.
Jentastic- Yeah, apparently, this stunned a lot of people when I wrote Vicky like this. And I will.
Spiritual Magic- No, he can't. Sorry.
Moonjava- Now, my dear, it appears as though you are the one who is ne'er online. How are you and your mermen? (winks)
My fae's hanging in there.
And thanks for reviewing.
alisha120058- You know, every time I see "V/T", I think of Veronica and Timmy. I swear to God.
And thank you…we only hope Tootie doesn't murder her sister…
Chibi-Kazooie- Here, have a Vicky plushie. Also, you get my Psych teacher's plushie, complete with anal rentiveness. She'll assign you a 40 page paper in a few seconds and you'll have to b.s. it all. Have fun!
TALno-ruru12- I've got news for you, sweetie- nearly everyone in FOP needs therapy. Blech, therapy, that brings back bad memories.
Um, thanks for reviewing, although I'm not sure who you're quoting in your review.
Stargirl- Well, thank you.
(snickers at the irony at the fact there's "Stargirl" followed by "Robina". Maybe I'm the only one who gets this one).
Robina- Yes, it is indeed a weird pairing. Want to know something also weird? I went through three different versions of this chapter.
Who else could the pink haired gypsy have been? Cupid? Seriously…although I wonder why it was such a mystery.
Ironically, the pink gypsy started out as a random gypsy and not as Wanda.
Thank you to everyone that reviewed and please continue to do so. And if you're reading and not reviewing, please review. I really do appreciate it.
