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( Author's Note )
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Just another chapter.
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( Last Time )
( Tootie Summers )
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"You mean, you want to date again?" It was more than shocking. He hadn't even asked the first time, he had just given in when she asked him. But now, he was asking her to be in a relationship... with him. "Who are you, and what did my sister do with the real Timmy?"
"I am the real Timmy..." he just stared at her.
"Nu uh. The real Timmy pops boners for my sister." She looked back at him.
"Actually, that kinda happened when I was looking at your as... ahem. That doesn't matter." He seemed to think for a moment before continuing... but all she could think about was that her ass, in that swimsuit got him hard. She knew it. "Today me and Vicki went on a date... actually... she showed me that me and here are too different. And... made me... I miss being with you. I didn't completely realize it until yesterday. But... I miss you. Tootie. I... I love you."
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( Tootie Summers )
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Did he just say that he loved her? And missed her? Seriously, where is the real Timmy? She wondered while looking at him. Yeah, so she loved the boy in front of her... well beside her. For many reasons. He was cute. He was kind and loving, as well as loveable. He didn't get mad for idiotic reasons. He liked the same foods she did, and didn't mind sharing it with her. That, and lifts the toilet seat when he goes to the bathroom, then puts it back down... something most males seem to have major problems with remembering.
"I... I... what?" Was all Tootie could manage to say. Of course that wasn't what she wanted to say. No... she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, that she loved him back. That she was his for the taking... that he could put her on the table, right there, and... Ahem... Not right now Tootie ol' girl... Gotta keep a clear mind.
"I said, I love you Tootie. And I miss you." He looked like he meant it... then again, Timmy always meant anything that he said. The boy didn't lie, and if he did... it surely wasn't to her.
"I thought you loved Vicki..." Tootie mentally slapped herself. Come on Tootie! He just confessed to loving you! That's something he didn't even say when you were dating him! Why did you have to ask him about Vicki... your competition? Why did you have to remind him, her mind asked her. She needed to know that... she was the only one. Needed to know that Timmy wanted her.
"I still love Vicki." Her heart sunk a bit. She started to feel bitter thinking that she was just a back-up. Just someone to be with, until Vicki came to her senses... and she would! She would realize that Timmy is perfect, and then she'd never stand a chance. She grabbed another cheese covered chip and ate it. "But... it's not the same anymore. I realized. I love her like a sister Tootie. Something I never felt about you. I never saw you as my sister... for which... right now... I'm glad for that."
"So... what you're saying is..." The little Tootie inside her head was doing a funny little, flippy, dance thing. Vicki is out of the picture... romantically. Nothing kills a relationship faster than the... 'I see you like a sibling' card.
"That... didn't I just go over this?" Timmy asked, looking slightly frustrated.
"Mmm hmm." Tootie nodded, linking the arm closest to him, around the arm that was closest to her. "I wanna hear it again."
"I love you. I want to be with you again. I've missed you." He looked down at the table, and she wondered what he was thinking. "I miss you... I know. It's stupid right? You're always with me, or I'm always with you. But since we broke up, and went back to being friends... yes, we were still close, and always together. But I've... felt lonely. I know... it's stupid. And I know you said you don't have feelings for me anymore..." He looked down to the table, as if he had forgotten what he said, until he mentioned it.
"I lied." Tootie said not looking at him.
"What?"
"I lied." She repeated sheepishly. "I lied lied lied. I'm a dirty little liar! I just... I guess... I didn't want to watch you be depressed you were with me, when you wanted to be with Vicki. So I think I convinced myself to just push you in Vicki's direction." She felt her heart aching, and that was odd. She had what she wanted... she actually had it. She had him, so why did her heart ache? "I just, you know. Wanted you to be happy, even if it wasn't with me."
"So?" He looked at her... she looked back.
"So?" So? She says all that, and he says 'So'?
"Can we? You know, be together again?" He asked softly, looking away from her. Maybe he could tell she was annoyed.
"Oh... Oh!" She forgot that was still up in the air. He had been waiting for an answer. "Depends."
"I'll do anything..." He mumbled.
"I'm teasing... It's alright. I want to be your girlfriend again." She blushed at the words, and blushed deeper as the next ones left her mouth. "And... Timmy? It's alright to go further than kissing... I mean... if we are, on a bed... and you know... it's alright to continue..." Gah... she was being cryptic as hell, she was even confusing herself... and she knew what she was saying. "I mean... I'm ready whenever you are."
"Tootie, you know... I didn't ask you to be with me again for sex." Timmy seemed to feel ashamed that she had thought that about him.
"No! I know! I... just wanted you to know for the future... that unless I like push you off me, or say no... you have a green light. Vicki bought me a box of condoms, when we first got together... so..." The mention of a certain, rubber, contraceptive, was enough to make both teens turn red and look away from each other.
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( Timmy Turner )
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Timmy would have liked to have said that getting back into a relationship with Tootie solved all of his problems. He really wanted to be able to say that. But he couldn't. Something was still missing. Was it friends? Couldn't be. Because since they had gotten back together Tootie dragged him out to see all their friends... If only to prove she, once again, had her prize. Not that he thought of himself as a prize... That's just what it felt like to him.
He knew that part of his moods had to do with his parents.
Yes.
He liked the fact that they left him alone most of the time, in their large home, and ample spending money. But he still wanted them to be around. Maybe he wanted to be praised... to have someone acknowledge his accomplishments. To look at his grades and tell him, 'Good Job.' Or to appreciate that he didn't tear down the house in their absence...
That he...
That he... was alive...
That he existed.
Even if he didn't always want to. He continued to in-spite of that. He continued to live, because Tootie would be upset if he wasn't alive. Vicki would be upset. Would his parents? Would they even notice his absence? Or would it take them noticing a large stack of cash on the counter, where they causally tossed it before leaving? Would they have to notice his absence, by money that didn't vanish?
He couldn't even remember the last time that they had looked at him... really looked at him. Yeah sure, they glanced his way, before they left on vacation. Muttered stuff about what needed to be done... crap like that. But they never actually waited for a reply. If he hung himself... would they continue talking to his corpse, until it started to stink? Or would they mutter something about taking a bath before they went about their business?
Pretty Morbid.
But that was his thoughts lately.
"Mr. Turner!" Timmy jumped in his seat, causing several of his peers to snicker and laugh at him.
"Sorry. What?" Timmy muttered, he shouldn't zone out in class. Not like that was an easy thing for him lately.
"The answer?" His teacher stared at him. It was painfully obvious he wasn't listening. Then his teacher sighed, "Why was Vlad known as the Impaler?"
"He wasn't." Timmy muttered.
"Mr. Turner, that was a serious question, if you don't know, just say so."
"He wasn't known as The Impaler." Timmy muttered again.
"Alright, before you go to the principles office. Please... Enlighten us of what you think?" Timmy felt his blood boil from the way he said 'think'.
"Fine." He stood up looking at his teacher. "Vald. Was not the Impaler. He was Vlad. He was in a order of knights called the Order of the Dragon. Vlad II, his son, Vlad Dracul, Son of the Dragon. Was known as Vlad the Impaler. And Vlad the second, was known as the impaler, because he impaled people ass first on a pike, and watched as they slowly were impaled."
The students that had been laughing and snickering had quieted. The teacher, just stood there staring at him It was obvious he had been correct. The teacher hadn't specified which Vlad. Which had been his first mistake. Considering Vlad, was a common name, in several countries. The only reason Timmy had known, because 'Impaler' was specified. Most people forget that Vlad the First, wasn't the Impaler. In Fact, Vlad the First, was part of The Holy Order of the Dragon. A Templar. And if the teacher had specified, 'the second' there would have been no issue. In fact, if Timmy hadn't been in such a crappy mood, he would have ignored the minor mistake, and just answered the question.
But nope.
The teacher had gotten a bit of an attitude when Timmy said he wasn't. Tried to make him look stupid. So... you know what they say. One good turn... deserves another.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I seem to have an appointment in the principles office." Timmy muttered before gathering his belongings. Then made his way out the classroom, a sputtering teacher calling him back in. Timmy didn't care, what were they going to do? Suspend him? Oh no... he'd have to spend that time... alone... at home... playing one of his various game systems. Eating food that wasn't from some crappy company... soft couch...
Let them suspend me, he thought as he continued to the office.
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Timmy sat in his car, in the student parking lot, a couple hours later. He'd been there ever since he had left the Principles Office. The Principle was a balding elderly man, that looked mean and gruff. But he was anything but. Timmy explained to the Principle that, yes he hadn't been paying attention in class... and that, yes, he should have been. But in the same breath he said that the teacher had no right to try to belittle him. Especially when the teacher had been wrong. The Elderly man hadn't wanted to suspend Timmy, but explained there were limited options.
Option One: After School Detention with the teacher. Not an option Timmy was up for, nor would he show up.
Option Two: In School Suspension... That he told the elderly man that, again, he wouldn't show up for it.
Which left. Option Three: Out of School Suspension. Something Timmy had been wanting... sadly, it was only for three days.
So if he was suspended... what was he still doing at school?
Simple.
He was waiting for Tootie, since he had driven her. Had been driving her to school, since school started.
"Timmy! Hey!" There was Tootie, her pigtails bobbing as she ran. Not to mention other parts of her. "Is it true? That you got suspended?"
"Yep..." Obviously she had heard all about it. Since she knew more details than he did, since she also had details about after he had left the classroom. Seems it had once again got blown out of proportion, like rumors do in High School.
Seemed there was a version going around where Timmy had interrupted the teacher, got up on his desk, and pointed out that the teacher was wrong. Even going as far as to demonstrate the Impaling with a snack cake and a pencil. See... that's how things happen in high school. One little incident, and now he'll probably be known as Timmy The Cake Impaler.
"No. That's... uh. This is what happened." Timmy told her the whole story, leaving out what he had been thinking about. No doubt she'd be worried about it. And told her the actual story... well as far as his leaving.
"Well... I kind of like the other version better. Makes you seem like a bad boy!" Tootie giggled. "Timmy the Impaler." She mused a moment, before giggling again.
Timmy started the car, rather than commenting. There was no way he was going to comment. He wasn't planning on giving her any more fuel for her giggling, or whatever it was she was thinking about.
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( Tootie Summers )
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Tootie's mind had wandered off into the perverted... where her mind spent most of it's time, since she hit puberty. People expect boys to be perverted... but not many of them think that girls are. And Timmy the 'Impaler', well she could only think of one thing that needed to be impaled on his pike.
"Tootie?"
And since they started dating again, they'd been so so close a couple of time, until they were interrupted, and that usually ruins the mood. How is she supposed to get impaled if...
"Tootie!?" Tootie looked over out the passengers window. Timmy was standing outside the car. "I don't even want to know what you were thinking about. Not with that smirk you had on your face, and the drool on your chin." She sheepishly wiped her chin, "I'm going to pay for the gas." At this moment she realized they were at a gas station, she must have really zoned out. "Do you want to come in? Or just want me to get you something?"
"Uh... Just grab me something to drink. Maybe some candy? Please?" She batted her eyelashes at him, causing him to roll his eyes.
"Alright. The usual then." She giggled as she watched him leave.
Now, where was she?
Oh yeah! Being impaled, by Timmy!
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Tootie looked out the window of the car. It had been almost thirty minutes since Timmy went into the store. And there hadn't been that much business to cause him to be in there so long. So what could be taking him so long? After another few minutes, she grabbed the keys from the driver's seat, got out and closed the door. She would just go and see what Timmy was up to.
"Welcome, How are you today." She was greeted as she walked into the store. She hadn't actually been in this store before, and it was much bigger on the inside than she imagined. But she didn't see Timmy anywhere, which could only leave one place. The bathroom.
"Excuse me." Tootie said approaching the counter.
"Yeah?" The guy at the counter turned from, whatever he had been doing, and looked at her.
"My boyfriend came in here to pay for the gas about... thirty minutes ago... and he hasn't come back out to the car yet," She didn't want to seem like one of those controlling girlfriends. "But it's just been a while, and I was a bit worried. Could you check the bathroom to see if Timmy, that's my boyfriend, is in there?"
"Sure. No problem." The guy walked around the counter, and made his way to the bathroom, while Tootie decided to look at the various merchandise in the store. Timmy might just be having some stomach troubles. Then the guy yelled out the bathroom door. "Steve! Call an Ambulance!"
"What's wrong?" Tootie ran to the bathroom. Stopping when she looked inside the open door.
"It's gonna be alright buddy. Help's coming." The guy she had asked to check the bathroom was kneeling on the floor next to a guy. Blood covering his mouth, dribbled down his neck and onto the floor. And something else was wrong with his mouth. She couldn't figure it out at first, she looked around the bathroom, noticing more blood on the sink... and two white objects on the floor in front of the sink. His front teeth... that's what... Oh God.
"Oh God... Oh... God..." It finally hit her... Timmy was laying on the floor. "Timmy!?"
"Miss... Miss, Come out here." The guy that was called Steve pulled her out of the bathroom. She struggled a bit, but eventually let herself be lead out of the bathroom "It's gonna be alright... Just sit here."
She didn't know, or care where the computer chair came from. Maybe the guy named Steve had pulled it out of the stores office, but she was glad to have it. Once she sat down, she couldn't figure out how her legs had continued to hold her until she sat down.
"First... Is there anyone you need to call? Parents? His parents? Anyone?"
"His parents... are on vacation... my... Vicki!" Tootie dug through her purse, not caring about things that were falling from her purse onto the floor. Contacts... Contacts. Why did she have to program every number into her phone? She thought getting to the 'V's' having forgotten that she could have just hit 'V'. She waited... waited as it rang... Then her sister answered... "Vicki! Timmy's been... I don't know. It looks like..."
"Calm down... slowly Tootie. What happened." Vicki's concerned voice came over the phone. "First... first, where are you?"
"I'm at... I'm... Where am I?" She looked to Steve, who told her the store, and address. "And... I don't know! Timmy went to pay for the gas, and get me a drink and candy... and..."
"I'm coming. Don't worry. Wait right there."
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( Vicki Summers )
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After blowing through four redlights, and driving over a median, after missing a turn, she made it to the gas station. She didn't have to wait for the GPS to tell she she found the place, she could see Timmy's car parked at the gas pumps. She parked... across two parking spaces, got out of her car and about broke the locked doors of the store, trying to go in.
"We're closed." A man said from the other side. "We had an incident... we'll be opening again in a few..."
"Open this damned door so I can see my sister, or so help me, I'll get in my car, and drive through it!" Vicki was having real issues keeping the angry, mean, and possessive side of her contained. Angry because Timmy was hurt, and Tootie was scared. Mean because she wanted to break this guy and half. And Possessive, because it was her sister in the store, and her Twerp that was hurt.
"Oh... you're Tootie's Sister." The guys said, hesitantly unlocking the door. "Sorry... you don't look anything alik... know what... not important. Come on in. Tootie! Your sister is here." The guy called over his shoulder.
"VICKI!" Tootie came running out of the back room and clung to her. Tootie hadn't done that in years. Tootie hadn't clung to her, since the days that Timmy still ran from her, and she would come home depressed that the love of her life didn't want to be near her.
"What happened Toots?" She asked wrapping her arms around her younger sister.
"I dunno..."
"Looks like the boy, Timmy. Looks like someone beat the hell out of him. Broken nose, I guess. Knocked both front teeth out... on the sink it looks like... I didn't check his body out, so there might be more. Paramedics will know."
She helped Tootie up and started towards the door, then she noticed Timmy's car. She turned her head back to the store clerk.
"Can I..."
"Yeah, it'll be fine there."
She helped get Tootie into her car and made her way to the hospital, as calmly as she could. The store clerk had told her, that Timmy had been worked over pretty bad, but he was sure the teen would be alright, that the boy was conscious. That information, was all that was keeping her from driving like a bat out of hell.
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"Turner? Mrs. Turner?" The nurse looked at her. Maybe she thought she was his older sister, or something, since she had been asking about Timmy for the past hour.
"I'm Victoria Summers, I'm watching Timmy while his parents are on vacation... and yes, I know he's a bit old for a babysitter. That doesn't matter. I'm here." She didn't want to get into, why she was watching Timmy, that wasn't this person's business.
"Alright... seems complicated, So I won't ask." She looked through the paperwork. "His nose was broken, it's been set and should heal fine. Plenty of bruises on his upper and lower torso, no internal damage. But..." she winced and looked apologetic, "His teeth though, the doctors removed the roots, he'll have to get fitted for a dental plate."
"What does that mean?" Tootie, who had been sleeping in one of the chairs, asked groggily.
"It means they couldn't save his teeth, and he'll have to get fitted for a dental plate... um... two fake front teeth." Vicki looked down to her sister. Then turned her attention back to the nurse. "Anything else?"
"Uh..." She flipped through the paperwork again, before looking up at Vicki. "That's pretty much it. He should be ready to go in few minutes. Just waiting for the doctor to finish taking a mold of his mouth."
"So soon?" Vicki asked, confused.
"Well this is just the mold... he won't actually be fitted for them for a week, maybe two... depending on how fast the swelling goes down. And nothing indicated any danger to his health. Just bruises and such for the most part. The only thing is he can't eat solid food for about three days... we don't want him to break the stitches in his mouth."
"Kissing?" Tootie asked, then looked away blushing.
"As long as you don't bite his gums, you should be fine... and if you do... well you need to learn how to kiss better." The nurse just smirked at Tootie, and Vicki, despite everything, couldn't help but chuckle.
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( Five Days Later )
( Vicki Summers Still)
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"He doesn't want to see either of you!" Tootie yelled through the storm door of Timmy's house. No doubt at Baldy and Braces.
Vicki didn't blame her, nor did she blame Timmy for not wanting to see them. Tootie had told them both that Timmy sounded weird when he talked, because of the missing front teeth. And would sound lispy until he got the fake ones. They promised that they would be alright with it, only to laugh at him when he tried talking to them. That was four days ago, and he hadn't spoken to anyone, except Tootie since.
"Look. For the hundredth time, we are sorry. We weren't prepared for it. It was mean. But... it caught us off guard... that's not an excuse... just a reason." Vicki could hear Baldy's voice.
"I don't care AJ, it was mean. In fact, now that I think back on it. You and Chester claimed to be Timmy's friends, but now that I look back on it. You two were always laughing at his failings. You both thought it was hilarious when he was failing in elementary, and middle school." Tootie ranted, "Then, they put him on medication for ADD, and he started doing better then you, AJ. You get mad, because he starts doing better, even passed you in World History."
"What does that have to do with anything?" AJ asked... and Vicki could kind of see the point Tootie, and Baldy were making. They seemed like crap friends... or at least Baldy did. Braces was about as dumb as a box of rocks, and just followed his friend.
"It means you suck! Now. Go. Away!" Tootie slammed the door closed, before stomping into the living room. "Can you believe those two?"
"They shouldn't have made fun of Timmy. Hell. Even I wouldn't have done that in my teens. That's just beyond cruel." Vicki mumbled, as she remembered her lunch on the table. She had fixed herself a plate of sweet and sour chicken, over rice, just before the Baldy and Braces showed up, and now it was cold. She sighed, and started eating anyways.
"Damn Righ..." Tootie stopped when her phone started making noise. The personal ring-tone for when she got a text from Timmy. Yeah... the boy was smart. Instead of talking, and risking getting laughed at, he texted anything he needed to say, if anyone but Tootie was around. Which she felt a little offended. She hadn't laughed at Timmy. Not even when he spoke at the hospital. Tootie quickly responded with texting speed of a Goddess... Vicki knew if she tried texting that fast, she would end up with her fingers tied together.
"He needed something?" Vicki asked before taking another bite of her sweet and sour chicken.
"Nuh uh. Just said he was going to take a nap, that those pain pills make him nauseous and sleepy." Tootie said picking up and egg-roll, then took a bite out of it. That was the one thing Tootie and Timmy didn't have in common, Tootie didn't 'love' Chinese food like Vicki did... but she did like it sometimes. Whereas Timmy, hated it.
"So, since he won't even let me see anymore, how's the swelling doing?"
"Good, the stitches already dissolved, and the swelling is gone I think. I mean... I'm not used to seeing him without front teeth, but the gums look like the others... you know... minus the teeth." Tootie looked away.
"Alright, we are supposed to call when the swelling was gone, so I'll call right after lunch." Maybe this time next week, Timmy'll be able to talk normally again.
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( A Week Later )
( Timmy Turner )
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He sat in the chair in the dentist office, waiting for the his dentist to return with his dental plate, after the final adjustments. It was odd to look at himself in the mirror with the dental plate in. Only because the replacements were not longer than his other teeth. They looked normal. And after his entire life, for as far back as he could remember, he had seen bucked teeth whenever he looked in the mirror.
"So Mr. Turner." He smiled as the woman turned. "Are you ready to take these home?"
"Yessth..." he frowned.
"Don't worry about it. Once you put these babies in, you'll sound right as rain again." She smiled at him, handing him the partial. Which he carefully put in. "I hope you like them. I remember when you came to me, after your other dentist retired, how self conscious you were about your teeth being bucked. I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of changing that with these.
"No... I like them." And he did. Even if he had been having a shitty... couple of years. Things were starting to look up, starting with new teeth. "No more lisp. Thank God."
"People can be mean, I know." She smiled, "Well, unless you have other questions, you're free to go."
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"So..." Vicky startled him when he left the dentist office. "Now that you have those, and will talk now... even if I didn't laugh. You gonna tell me who did it?"
"I d-didn't see him." He wasn't lying, he didn't see him. Didn't have to, since he told Timmy why he was there. But he couldn't tell Vicki who did it. He didn't want her to get in trouble of this.
"I know when you are lying, you might not have seen him. But you still knew it was a 'him', that and your wallet was still there, Not a random robbery then. And I know you aren't stupid enough to protect someone who beat the Holy Hell out of you. So... you're not spilling the beans to protect someone else. And If I had to guess. The only two people you are interested in protecting, are Tootie, and me." Timmy looked away from his former babysitter, and current friend. "And Tootie isn't the violent type... so she get snippy, and has a big bark, she doesn't have a big bite. Meaning me."
"Look I don't want you to get in trouble because of that asshole." Timmy muttered. "It's bad enough that you had to put up with him as long as you..."
"Whoa... Whoa... I was expecting Francis or someone. Some bully, or some idiot with a grudge. Are you saying what I think you are saying?" Vicki looked more pissed than she had ever looked before... and...
"I'm not saying anything..."
"Damn it Timmy! He's not worth protecting. Just tell me that he..."
"No he's not!" Timmy's voice started to break... "He's n-not worth protecting. B-But you are! I-I don't wah-want to lose you!"
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( Vicki Summers )
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"He's n-not worth protecting. B-But you are! I-I don't wah-want to lose you!" He started crying... when was the last time that she had seen him cry?
She thought...
And thought...
Images of Tootie crying because of something Timmy did, or something she had done to her little sister... There were copious amounts of memories like that.
Images of Baldy and Braces, crying, begging for mercy. Many images of those.
Timmy?
All her memories were of him, shivering... with a straight back, standing up to her, despite being afraid. The closest he had ever come to crying was a quivering lip. Which didn't even last long... She had never seen this boy cry.
Now that she thought about it. Even when his teeth were broken, in the hospital... he never shed a tear. She hadn't thought about it at the time, but now she was thinking about it, because he was crying. And it screamed 'foreign'.
"I-I c-c-c-couldn't s-stop. I c-couldn't." He mumbled, and if she didn't think she had a heart before... she sure knew it now, since it was breaking.
"He's bigger than you Timmy. Stronger. Don't feel ashamed." She was going to murder James.
"I s-still love you!" He cried. All thoughts of killing James... halted a moment. "D-Don't g-go after hi-him. I don't wa-want you to get in trouble. Nah-not for me. P-Please?"
"I..." Please? Like Vicki, Timmy had never begged. Never said 'please', at least... not in this context. "But what about Tootie?"
"I..." His head hung low, and he looked ashamed as his shoulders drooped. "I love her t-too..." He sounded confused. "I... I love you both, and I-I want to be with you both. But... but I know it's wrong... I know it's...messed up. But... I love you both for d-different reasons. And... I know it can never work... I know that Vicki. But I just... want you both to be happy. I want to make you both happy, and make you both smile. You and Tootie deserve it."
"I... don't know what to... say..." And she didn't. In her mind she should tell the boy, 'You can't have your cake and eat it too.' And she might have... if he said something along the lines of wanting to screw them both. Or if he said he was aroused by them both. Or if he mentioned some kind of threesome. But he didn't.
He said he wanted them both to be happy. That he wanted to be the one to make them both smile and happy. That he wanted to be someone that they deserved to have. And that was what got her.
James had always told her she was lucky to have him. That she would be lucky to have anyone. That she didn't deserve anyone, but he was willing to try.
Timmy, he just out and out told her she deserved someone better... wanted to... what's the word, she wondered to herself. That he basically wanted to... aspire to being that person.
In that moment, her mind rearranged everything that she thought about Timothy Turner. She didn't see him as a little boy anymore... she didn't see him as a little brother anymore. He was a male... God help her... he was a cute... attractive male. And she couldn't help but think... she was lucky that James was a dick. Because if he had of thought to told her those words long ago... she might have actually let him have sex with her. That was the problem... she was starting to develop feelings for this boy... some physical.
Shit, shit... double shit, she thought to herself.
