"EXTREME~~!" Both Timmy and Gary screamed in delight while riding the roller coaster in… Timmy's room(?) while Poof giggled excitedly with his father as Wanda was the only one feeling queasy.

A beginning days of February, as the weather became warmer. Snow's melting, the nature's growing again, but also weeks left until Valentine's Day. But Timmy doesn't care, for she is focused on having extreme fun of making risky yet entertaining wishes. That is, until this moment now…

"Timmy~! Did you finish cleaning your room~?" The brunette heard her mother calling out.

"Quick….!" Timmy turned to her fairies, whispered.

With a wave of their wands, Cosmo, Wanda and Poof undo the wish of changing the rowdy amusement park-themed fun back to normal but floor messed up with the toys instead as the three went back to the fishbowl. Eddie sighed by the loophole of un-wishing, hopped in Gary's pocket as he went back to the treehouse. Mrs. Turner opened the door, seemingly upset at the mess of her daughter's room.

"Timantha Tiberia Turner! How many times I have to tell you to clean up your room? Just wait until your father gets—"

Before she can continue, her husband Mr. Husband peeked in, holding a box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers.

"—home early~?" He finished, "did I hear my name used threateningly~? Oh man, you are so beautiful when angry, hon~!"

With a blink, then his wife smiled, her anger mellowed.

"Aww, honey~! And you're charming when you said I'm beautiful when angry~," her eyes turned into shape of hearts, "I've completely forgotten my anger~!"

"May I have this dance, my queen~~?" Mr. Turner asked as he held his wife, began to dance with her across the hallway.

Timmy blinked as she watched her parents left while dancing.

"Wow, when dad got all mushy, mom forgot how angry she was!" Timmy remarked, "that, is the one of the greatest discoveries I found ever!"

"Well," Gary peeked, "nothing can make the moment un-cool."

Both paused as they heard Mr. Turner calling his daughter. "Oh Timmy~!" Timmy walked downstairs and arrived to living room where her parents were all dressed up while dancing.

"Your mom and I can't stop dancing~!"

"I could boogie-woogie oogie until I just can't do it anymore~!" Mrs. Turner cheerfully added.

"So guess who's here~," her husband continued, "Vick will keep an eye on you while we boogie-woogie oogie~!"

As he opened the door, there the teen red-headed demon stood. Timmy's eye twitched as Gary inwardly cursed. Eddie was intimidated by the presence of the teenaged tormentor of his owner. Even outside the Turner's house, the pianist was playing one of Vick's entrance theme.

'Icky Vickie… Icky Vickie…. If he doesn't scare you, no evil teen will be….' Timmy pessimistically sang in her mind with a hint of sarcasm. Vick hissed at the pianist as the older man ran off in fear.

Bye, Timmy~!" Mr. and Mrs. Turner bid their daughter goodbye while dancing out of their house, door closed as Vick entered.

"Don't I have a choice in this?" The brunette with a pink hat asked.

"You have two; clean every bathroom in this house," Vick replied, holding water buckets with each mop before tossing them to her, "or DRINK OUT OF THEM!"

"What am I, a DOG?" Timmy frowned as her evil babysitter cackled darkly.

—

She groaned while cleaning the toilet, Cosmo as a toilet cleanser while Wanda as the scrubber.

"Oh no, our relationship is in the toilet!" Cosmo exclaimed.

"Oh, shuddup!" Gary sighed as he cleaned the bathroom floor.

Timmy was cleaning still, until her head was pushed in a toilet by sadistic teen.

"Oh well, there's nothing to distract me from my rage." Vick laughed cruelly as he left.

As he left, Timmy spat the water and cleansing her mouth with mouthwash.

"Alright, THAT'S IT!" Timmy bursted out in anger, "I wish Vick had a girlfriend! But not just ANY boyfriend, the perfect girlfriend for him so that he'd be distracted from being mean anymore!"

"Now, you're talking." Gary agreed.

Cosmo, Wanda and Poof granted the wish with a poof of a word "Soulmate". Meanwhile, Vick was on a couch, reading magazine then was interrupted from the doorbell. With annoyed look, he opened the door and growled, "Who are you and what do you want?"

From the front door was a girl with red-hair similar as Vick's, but has few strands of darker shade of red with wavy hairstyle, wearing blue spaghetti-strapped top with lighter blue frills, dark gray skirt and pair of heeled boots.

"Hello, I'm Rika Summers~," the girl greeted, her tone flirtatious, "I'm selling the magazines door to door so that I can pay my way to medical school. Then, I saw the sign that says 'cute boi wats hot, fresh magazines'~."

"But these are the Turner's magazines!" Vick then paused, "Hold up, you stole these out of the Turner's Mailbox and trying to sell them to me to make a quick buck!"

Rika blinked with an innocent smile. Vick smirked, leaned.

"And I thought you're just a pretty face." The teenage girl giggled by his remark.

Timmy walked down and saw them.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"GO TO BED," both Rika and Vick yelled at her, paused then continued as Timmy was blown away from their scream, "TWERPETTE!"

Two teens glanced at each other, then held their hands together as black hearts were surrounding them as they mused; "Where have you been all my life~?" Concluded with the same pianist playing a requiem, with faster tempo. Timmy inwardly smiled, watching the two as she went to the stairs as her fairies poofed with Gary and Eddie.

"I think it's working…~!" Timmy giggled.

"Can't you hear the funeral music~? Of course, it's working~!" Cosmo giggled as well.

"I don't know, Timmy," Wanda seemed unsure, "I—"

"NAGGING!" Cosmo poofed himself into a torpedo and chased after Wanda.

Gary and Timmy looked at each other, certain that the wish would work much enough to distract the red-headed devil from them. The former imaginary friend and pink-hatted brunette walked upstairs to enjoy their freedom.

Oh the montage of the pair of red-haired scoundrels in love began. Both seemed so perfect; looked similar, sharing same interest of money, tormenting the children and so on. This further scared Vick's friend—well, fellow babysitting sidekicks. Vick and Rika cackled as they brought the nightmares to the Dimmsdale kids. But, Timmy never realized that would backfire, too soon.

"So~~, ready for more dancin'~?" Mr. Turner asked.

"We've danced in every room in this house. And we can't go outside unless Vick babysits! Where could he be?" Mrs. Turner wondered.

"Out having a musical montage with his new girlfriend Rika." Timmy replied while playing video game with Gary.

"Oh! I've got an idea!" Mr. Turner said as he stood up.

Timmy and Gary blinked.

"Why don't they have their montage in OUR house~? We can pay them double~!" He suggested.

'Oh [CENSORED]…' Timmy and Gary gulped.

And speaking of the devils…

"Did someone said double~?" Rika grinned as the door opened, entering with Vick as two pianists play the requiem in faster tempo, foreshadowing misery of the brunette and black-haired former imaginary friend.

"Ooh~! Sweet~! With TWO babysitters, we can get down to our bad selves as TWICE as long~~!" Mr. Turner squealed as he and his wife danced outside their house once again, leaving their daughter in a grasp of two wicked babysitters.

Timmy and Gary's eye twitched as Vick and Rika turned to them, smirked evilly.

Oh how the montage continued, much to the horror of two god-children. Used as their kites, having their allowances robbed away, and used as footstool while the two red-headed couple relaxed while watching movie. Time went by it was early night, Gary and Timmy resting in a treehouse, their sanctuary.

"Man, that was one tough montage…" Timmy groaned.

"Not cool…" Gary agreed.

"This is not what I wanted to happen," Timmy complained as she saw her fairies poofed in, "I've DOUBLED the payment!"

"And you've got a promising career as a footstool~!" Cosmo said.

"I wished they break apart!" Timmy wished.

"But Timmy" Wanda poofed Da Rules, "you know the rules, we can't break up the true love! And they are in love."

"I didn't want love! I wanted a distracting romance!" Timmy pouted.

"Where's the torpedo when you need it?" Cosmo asked.

"And what if it is NOT a true love? But is a superficial, fake one?" Timmy asked.

"Then we can tear them apart, but you have to prove it." Wanda advised.

"Then there's one thing to do," Timmy determined as she stood up, "the only way to break them apart, is a stakeout montage. Gary!"

"Okie, dokie, cap'n kabuki~," Gary grinned, turned to the fairies, "I wish Eddie turned into a boy!"

Three fairies granted the wish as Eddie turned into 10-11 years old boy.

"What do I have to do?" Eddie grinned.

Minutes later, Eddie sneaked out swiftly of treehouse, spying on Vick and Rika walked out of Turner's house together. Eddie used Timmy's phone to film their scene. Interestingly, as the couple embraced, Rika sneaked out the cash from Vick's pocket, smiling. Intrigued, Eddie continued as they arrived to Vick's house, recording their conversation until Rika walked out casually, holding Vick's cashcard. Stormed back to the treehouse, Eddie gave Timmy back her phone as they looked at footage and listened to the recording.

"See? Rika isn't really in love with Vick! Just his money!" She exclaimed, "I wish they were apart!"

Wanda held her wand, but paused as it let out a "PFFFT" sound; "But Vick is still in love with Rika!"

"Then, it's up to me and Gary to break them apart. A sole solution to do so," Timmy pointed out, "to the internet!"

With Eddie wished back normal, Timmy and Gary were at her room, discussing the plan until the late morning came. Two buck-toothed god-children were using the computer, typing the profile for Dimmdating website for matchmaking.

"So what do we put for the description?" Gary asked.

"It has to be something that is attractive for guys who are richer and more attractive than Vick." Timmy replied, typed the profile of Rika's full name, age, gender and occupation, "how about 'a single red-headed teenage girl seeking a rich mate'…?"

"Meh, too plain." Gary rolled his eyes.

"Hmmmm, I got it!" Timmy then typed the description, "A lonely, single red-headed teen girl seeks charming mate with wealth who loves instagramming our memories, enjoy movies, and wants to have cats as much as I do!"

"What? That's stupid! That won't w—"

Before Gary can finish, the search result announced the numbers of reply as it grew from the range 5000 to 10,000 results.

"Oh my~ Look at all those rich men…~," Wanda paused as Cosmo pouted at her, "well, for Rika, that is…~."

Timmy and Gary looked through the results that could attract Rika.

"How about I lure Rika over here?" As they nodded, Timmy called out, "HEY, RIKA~!"

Hearing her voice, Rika blinked, paused from attempting to steal Vick's money.

"I'm having trouble with installing my piggybank app~!"

This perked the teenage girl as she stormed upstairs. Timmy heard her entering as her fairies poofed away.

"Look what I found~!" Timmy said as she backed.

Rika's eyes sparkled by what the site was showing.

"Rich, charming and millionaire?! Wow~! I've suddenly fallen in love all over again~! By all over again, for real~!"

Timmy grinned as she looked at the teenage girl installing the same app on her phone.

"Hey, what about Vick…~?" Timmy asked, faking ignorance.

"Oh yeah, that reminds me…~" Rika walked out of the room.

Timmy and Gary high-fived to one another, their plan succeeded. They sneaked out the room, watching Rika's car drove away.

"You broke them apart~! But the bad news is, now there's nothing to distract Vick!" Wanda noted.

"Oh well, it can't be that bad~." Timmy said with a smug look.

Then they felt an enormous shockwave.

"GET BACK HERE, TWERPETTE!" Vick snarled in wrath, holding a large, empty city bus, YEETS it at the ground with large crash as he stormed towards her ignoring the explosion of the bus.

"Stop sitting like a footstool! RUN!" Cosmo said as everyone ran away as fast as they could.