Sorry about the super long hiatus guys. Long story short, holidays treated me well, and university isn't. But here we go, continuing where I left off. I own no rights to the fairly odd parents or any of its characters.

She awoke to a foreboding darkness. She didn't know where she was. It was too much. She got up and felt around. Nothing. Just the dark and a wish that she had somehow died and wouldn't have to look Timmy in the eyes anymore. He was right to do what he did. How could she have tried to control him? That would never have yielded a happy result. She had only herself to blame. Timmy might have been that way, but she wasn't anything like that.

She thought.

Suddenly the world was lit up in the blaze of a great tornado. She screamed, but the roar of the volcano drowned her out. She was at its edge, right beside the lava deposit, staring into the fiery depths of certain death. She closed her eyes and waited to burn.

A familiar voice suddenly called out her name.

She opened her eyes and looked over the lake of lava and saw…Timmy!!!

But how could she hear him over the maelstrom?

"It's okay Tootie. Trust me. Come on." The innocent face, that charming smile, this Timmy was everything she remembered him to be. She was stunned. Falling in love again was no problem for her, as long as it was with the Timmy she knew.

She took a step forward, only to remember the fiery divide.

"I can't move!!!" she yelled but it was still too loud for her to be heard over.

Timmy slowly started walking away. Her feet gave her no control and started to automatically walking towards him. She couldn't stop herself. She braced herself for what was to come next, and screamed as her first foot touched the lava.

Her feet dragged across the lava and made ripples with each step she took. She walked on the surface as she travelled over the lava.

She was unscathed.

How was this… it's probably not real, She thought, or at least she hoped, because she didn't want to suddenly be dumped into the lava below.

She switched her focus back to Timmy, or what she thought was Timmy, as he headed to the snowy peaks ahead.

Snowy peaks?

She just didn't care anymore. She just followed him with the joy of knowing that she was happy wherever this Timmy was.

Timmy was really confused.

All his emotions were pulling him in every direction. The turmoil was amplified by the fact that the magic was divided between these emotions and fought inwardly to prove which was right. He felt like he was in the middle of a hurricane, and it was about to tear him apart.

He loved her. He hated her. He tolerated her. He was unsure of all the decisions he had made up to this point. It was as if he could make one move to checkmate, but had just given up and tipped his king.

A sudden rush of overwhelming magically imbued hatred brought him to his knees. Deep-seated loathing – for this moment and himself - sent him crawling forward. He was close enough to Tootie to feel her warmth. It seemed to send all the voices crashing around him in a void of silence. He got to his knees and looked at her in disbelief.

He actually needed her.

He slowly stroked her cheek and felt the warmth.

All her thoughts while in the world he created were bouncing back at him, and he felt a strong pull as her thoughts kept calling his name.

He wasted no more time, and uncontrollably plunged his mind into hers.