Fairly Odd Countdown Calendar
I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. Butch Hartman does.
Pairing: Fireplace.
Prompt: Unrequited Timmy x Tootie.
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Tootie giggled as Timmy's arms went around her, holding her close and keeping her warm; his strong arms fighting against the cold.
They had spent the entire day together; just the two of them. A snowball fight, decorating the house, putting up the tree. It had been perfect. Just the two of them.
Timmy muttered something in her ear that she didn't quite catch, but her heart melted from his voice nonetheless. She shifted slightly to snuggle closer to him, when he suddenly stood up. She watched him curiously as he held out a hand and she was pulled to her feet.
Then he knelt down.
Her heart almost stopped beating as he took a box out of his pocket, "Tootie, will you marry me?"
She gasped happily, "Oh, Timmy, I -"
And Tootie woke up. She cursed her dumb luck, then sadness bore into her as she realized that the only warmth she was receiving was the flame that was dancing away in the fireplace; she had fallen asleep right in front of it, on a pillow and, as usual, could only dream about the one she couldn't have.
Oh, well. Maybe next Christmas.
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Author's note:
Short, I know.