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( Author's Note )

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Okay this one is kinda short compared to the rest. but it was done enough to where I can post it. I've had major writers block. So this was the best I could do.

I own none of the characters, or Fairly Odd Parents, big shocker right?

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(Timmy's PoV)

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Timmy hadn't been too fond of the idea of his doctor coming to his house, however it was better than having Tootie and Vicki breathing down his neck the last two days. If they only knew how much more anxious they were making him, they might would have given him more breathing room.

"So Timmy," his doctor adjusted his glasses a little after making notations in a notebook. "Why didn't you call me after... well after everything?"

"Everything? What do you mean everything?" Of course Timmy knew what he was asking about... or had a good idea. Right now he was just curious about what his doctor actually knew, verses what he was fishing for.

"Going on a date with Miss Tootie. Kissing her. Emotionally those are big steps for you, and the fact that you've been having these attacks more often, are signs that either they are too much for you... or more likely you need an adjustment in your medication." Timmy wondered when he was going to bring up his parents. Maybe he was just trying to start out slow... slow was good. He liked slow. But ever since he asked Tootie out, nothing had happened slow for him. It was nice to get back into that pace.

"I've tried taking double doses... and triple doses, but it doesn't seem to be working anymore." Timmy picked up something from the table, and fiddled with it.

"I meant changing medications again. We haven't had to change medications for a while, maybe your body has just become used to this one. I'll write out a prescription before I go for something I think should work." More notations, "So tell me about Tootie. Last time we brought her up, it was only because you felt she was stalking you. Now it seems, since you proposed, that your feelings have changed"

"Yes. Things changed. Remember how you advised playing online games to help make connections with people again?" He nodded while making more notes in the notebook, "Well I met Tootie on one of them... though I didn't know it was Tootie. I didn't know until... well right before we went out the first time. S-She's not like she used to be. I mean, she's a lot calmer... I just wish I was normal. I don't know if I'll ever be able to be normal."

"You mentioned her older sister was also living here, Vicki wasn't it?" Timmy nodded at the question. "And this is the same Vicki that was your babysitter? That tormented you almost daily?" Again Timmy just nodded, feeling really foolish. Dating the girl he'd ran from most of his younger life, and trusting the female that had tormented him to take care of him. No wonder he needed a therapist. "She didn't seem evil on the phone, actually she seemed rather concerned about you."

"She... She changed, I think. I mean, she's not the same person she used to be. Okay so she's still bossy, and moody. And sometimes she still picks on me... but it's not the same." he held his head in his hands and sighed, "I don't even know if that makes sense."

"It makes sense." he finally put down the notebook. "Okay. Lets talk about your parents, and the suicide attempt Timmy."

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( Vicki's PoV )

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She and Tootie waited outside Timmy's house after getting lunch. It was still strange to her to call Timmy's house their house. It wasn't that she wasn't comfortable there, she was and Tootie seemed to be more than comfortable there. But that wasn't here nor there. They were waiting for some sign they could come in. They didn't want to just barge in on something that was personal to Timmy. Even if Tootie was becoming more of a time bomb with each passing moment. She could tell Tootie wanted to be in there, because talking about everything that has happened would upset him. Vicki had tried explaining that this would be good for Timmy more than a couple times... that the doctor in there knew how to handle it... but Tootie was losing patience.

"How much longer is this going to be?" Tootie asked, her lunch long since finished.

"As long as it takes Toots." Vicki said for what felt like the millionth time, though she was starting to lose patience herself. "I say we give it a couple more minutes, and if no one comes out, we just go in. Worse case, we have to like go into one of the rooms or the kitchen. But it'll beat sitting in the car."

"Can't we just go in now?" Vicki sighed and agreed. What could going in now hurt. They said they only needed about two hours, and they had already been gone longer than that. So coming back now really wouldn't be something that wasn't expected.

"Alright, but if they are talking. Don't interrupt... we'll just continue on into the kitchen. Alright?" Tootie quickly nodded, and Vicki shook her head and followed her younger sister into the house.

"Ahh Tootie, and Vicki. Just in time." she heard the doctor as they entered the house. "Timmy was just about to call you, we thought you'd be back by now."

"Oh we've been waiting outside for a while. Didn't want to interrupt." Vicki said, and Tootie looked like she was about to explode, realizing that she had waited outside, and didn't have to.

Vicki felt her whole body tense up when she realized Timmy had been crying. At first she glared at the doctor sitting across from him... and counted backwards from ten to one. It had to be talking about his parents... he didn't do it on purpose, she told her self. Of course Tootie was right next to him on the couch, looking as mad as she felt.

"Vicki, might I have I word with you outside..." Vicki nodded stiffly and went to follow him. "And I'll stop by in about a week, alright Timmy?" Once outside the doctor just stared at her a moment.

"So what did you want to talk about?" She tried to keep the bite out of her voice as much as possible.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare..." he cleared his throat. "It's just from what I've heard about you from Timmy... before. It's nice, and a bit odd to see how you reacted to him being upset. He was right saying you've changed... and right now he needs that strength."

"I wasn't the nicest person... but I've never actually had anyone that really needed me you know. Babysitting... yeah, but they always had families. It's nice to be needed." she looked down at the grass, it still really felt weird to be nice like this.

"Here's his prescription," he handed her a piece of paper, "That should do a better job with the attacks, and I even upped the dose, since... he's in a relationship. Honestly, I was worried he'd never actually meet anyone. Well, anyone that could... understand his unique difficulties."

"Tootie has pined over him for years Doc, I doubt anxiety would keep her away from him. Might only make her stick closer, because for the first time... he's accepted her love and I doubt she's going to give that up." He talked some about the session, but not too much to break any trusts... more an explanation to him crying.

"Good, good. You two take good care of him. I'll be by next week, I'll call first. And if anything happens. Call me, day or night."

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( Tootie's PoV )

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She stood there watching him sleep in her bed. She'd put him in her bed since it was downstairs, and easier to get to than his. Tootie had done the best she could to comfort Timmy as he cried in her arms. The Therapist was supposed to make him alright, not supposed to make him cry like this. Actually it was odd that he hadn't fainted yet... considering the amount of stress he was under to cry like this. She tried talking to him, but nothing she could understand came out of his mouth. She didn't have any idea what it was like to have had the entire world flipped upside down. She closed the door and walked out, ending up face to face with Vicki.

"How is he?" Vicki seemed to be as concerned as she was.

"He's sleeping. He seemed very tired." Tootie was still curious about that. Timmy had slept a good amount of time the night before, so he shouldn't have been tired.

"I'll bet, the doc gave him a sample pack of the medication he's going to start. The doctor said for the first couple of days it'll make him sleepy." Vicki lead her to the couch. "And about him crying... it wasn't so much about his parents Tootie. The reason they were waiting for us, was so they could talk to you."

"To me? What about me?" What could she have said or done to fix anything?

"Timmy's scared, that he'll never be what you want him to. Afraid one day you'll get tired of him having a panic attack... or that you'll get upset with him and just leave. He wasn't crying because he missed his parents... okay I'm sure that's part of it... but the main reason, he's afraid of losing you. Scared he'll never be good enough for you."