Here's the next chapter of the Fairly Oddparents story! To answer a reviewer's question, no, this is just going to be the only episode, unfortunately. Anyway, enjoy!

Trixie, by now, was getting really nervous as she was shaking. She had just noticed that the Timmy she was holding was a doll and she was getting really scared. Sure, the Timmy doll brought a little comfort, but it wasn't good enough. She needed to hear someone speak...

"Trixie?"

Trixie gasped as she saw Timmy coming up to her. Trixie then grabbed Timmy in a hug as she said, "Where have you been? I've missed you so much! Come on, maybe we can go get something..."

"Trixie, stop!" Timmy called as Trixie stopped in her tracks in confusion. She noticed Timmy had a slight frown. "All this time, whenever I go away from you, you start having a nervous breakdown."

"Timmy, I'm fine, real-" Trixie started.

"No, Trixie, you're not fine! You're not fine at all." Timmy frowned. "I'm really concerned about you... please, don't deny it any more... I wish you would just let me in... and tell me your feelings..."

Trixie raised an eyebrow as she suddenly just felt the need... to talk to him. Timmy truly was being concerned for her well-being... and she felt she needed to talk.

"All right... I guess I'll tell you..." Trixie said as she sat down next to Timmy. "All my life, I've always been such a... lonely girl. Sure, I have my parents. Sure, I have a lot of fans surrounding me complimenting me, saying how pretty I am. Sure, I have people like Veronica, Tad and Chad, but... are they really friends?"

Timmy raised an eyebrow as he intently listened to Trixie. Now, Timmy knew that Trixie always had a hidden tomboy side, but this is the first time she was revealing that she didn't like being as popular as she let on.

"I really like to get away from them, but at the same time, I love the attention, because... well, I guess you can say someone actually pays attention to me... like you do..." Trixie explained.

"But why are you sad?" Timmy asked, curiously.

"Because..." Trixie sighed. "I guess you can say I'm miserable, but how can I be? I've got a good life. I'm rich. I have rich parents, they look after me pretty well. The popular kids love me, everybody is a huge fan of me... heck, you are too. You're not the first boy who tried to get with me, you know."

"Yeah..." Timmy nodded. "I realize."

"But you know what... you have a better life. Nobody pays attention to the geeks and nobody wants to hang out with them. Sometimes, Timmy... I envy you in a way." Trixie said. "I hate to be alone, but yet I want to be alone... with some good company... somebody who takes good care of me and is concerned for me... like you're doing now."

Trixie smiled a bit. "So, in a way, I'm happy... and yet, I'm sad. Timmy, you and I are the last people in the universe... as far as you and I both know... and the reason I ask you to tell me I'm pretty is to make me feel better about myself..."

"Are you afraid people would call you... ugly?" Timmy asked. "Because I really don't think you are."

Trixie giggled a little as she hugged Timmy. "You're clueless Timmy, but you're sweet at the same time. You know what's strange? When I first started out in kindergarten, I wanted to make friends like you... and for the first few days, I did make a few friends... one of them was a boy with a pink hat, sort of like yours. I think we both played together in the sand castles for a while... I think we were friends for about a month or so... but then I was selected as most popular and we started to drift apart... I never saw that boy again... but I wish I could talk to him..." Trixie sighed. "I wonder whatever happened to that boy in the pink hat..."

Timmy just stared at Trixie with a dumbfounded look as he pointed to his pink hat. Trixie looked up to Timmy. "Yes, Timmy, I think your hat is okay, but I'm trying to remember who that boy I met in kindergarten was."

Timmy groaned as he said, "That's okay... truth be told, I had a friend in kindergarten too, I think I had a crush on her for sometime over the month. We both hung out and laughed together, we were like the best of friends. One day, something came up, and we never spoke to each other again."

"Oh, sorry to hear that." Trixie said. "Who was she?"

Timmy, again, stared at Trixie dumbfounded as Trixie blinked. "What?"

"Nothing." Timmy said. "Anyway, listen, Trixie, I don't know if it'll help, but... even if you are the prettiest, you're not really lonely... if you actually let somebody into your life... I'm sure they can give you a chance so you won't be lonely..."

"I suppose..." Trixie said, and paused. "There was one girl I knew..."

"Oh? Who?" Timmy asked, though he had a feeling he knew who it was.

"Her name is Timantha... she was a pretty feminine girl, BUT she was a... hidden tomboy... she liked everything boys did... and Timmy, if you promise NOT to tell anybody I told you... I liked everything boys did too... so me and Timantha naturally got along fine together..."

"You and Timantha must have been close..." Timmy paused.

"Yeah... I wish I could see her again... it would be pretty cool, just to hang out and see her... but she just disappeared, and I never saw her again... if only I had another chance to speak to her again..." Trixie paused.

Timmy paused as he sighed. He knew he had to say the truth... but he had to do it slow as he noticed a clothing shop. "Trixie, come with me."

Trixie blinked in confusion, but decided to follow Timmy into the store.

Inside the store, as Timmy took off his pink hat, he asked, "What did Timantha look like?"

"Well... she had straight brown hair..." Trixie started to describe as Timmy started to whisper into a watch.

"Like this?" Timmy pointed to his hair, which was now straightened like Timantha's.

"Hmm-hmm." Trixie nodded. "She also had a pink bow."

"Like this one?" Timmy said as he put on a pink bow, representing Timantha's hair style...

"Yep." Trixie nodded as she looked up. "She was also wearing a pink shirt and skirt..."

Timmy jumped from behind a rack as he grabbed those clothes and changed into them quickly as he came out. "Like these?"

"Yeah..." Trixie smiled. "You know, you look like the splitting image of... Tim... anth..."

Trixie finally put two and two together as she stared at Timmy for a long time, holding an "aaaa" in her mouth. Timmy coughed as he said, "Hi, Trixie..."

And there is the second chapter! How was it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!