Chapter 2: Rainy Night Confessions

The two teens were getting drenched in the rain as they made it to his house. Timmy would've happily take her to her house, but they moved out of the area Timmy lives in. Timmy opens the door and they enter quickly before they could catch something worse. Once inside, Tootie looks around to see the place being the same as she remembers the last time she visited Timmy.

"Like what you did to the place, Timmy," commented Tootie.

"Yeah, this wasn't me. My dog did the cleaning here." Timmy stated.

Tootie was surprised to hear that. "Your dog did this?"

Timmy nodded as he whistles and calls out, "Sparky! Here, boy!"

Faster than lightning itself, something went straight at Timmy and pushed him down. Tootie wonders what it was but heard laughter as she sees Timmy's pet dog, Sparky, on top of him.

"Hey, Sparky! Nice to see you, too." Timmy said as he rubs his pet's head. But he then looks at his dog as Sparky was curious to who the girl was by his pet owner. "Sparky, this is Tootie. She's one of my closet friends. Say 'hi' to her."

Sparky barked as Tootie smiled to pet him like Timmy did. "So, Timmy, where did you get him from?"

"I bought him at a pet store a few weeks back before my other pals went away. The store onwer said he was a different breed like any other that he tends to do like we do: cook, clean, play ball, and literally talk for real." Timmy explains which surprised Tootie.

"He can talk?! That's so cool! But...why doesn't he speak?" Tootie asked curiously.

Timmy sighed and said, "He had to go through surgery and get better. But something went wrong and his vocal cords were snapped. Right now, he can only bark for a while until his next appointment."

"Oh, you poor thing! That must've been terrible," Tootie said with a cute pout and rubbing Sparky's belly. Sparky was enjoying the touch as he began to stomp his feet.

Timmy chuckled and said, "Seems like he likes the touch."

Tootie giggled as she got up. "Um, can you excuse me for a second? I need to call my parents that I'm with you."

"Sure, go ahead." Timmy complied as Tootie head towards the kitchen.

"Tootie, is that you?" Tootie's mom asked on the other line.

"Hey, mom, it's me. Sorry I couldn't make it home." Tootie reassured her.

"Are you okay? Are you somewhere dry?" The woman asked with concern.

"Yes, ma'am! I'm with Timmy at his house. So I'm good." Tootie replied.

Tootie's mom sighed in relief. "Oh, that's good."

"Well, I don't know if the rain might end, but I was hoping that I could stay over for tonight." Tootie suggested to her mom.

"If he wants you to, then I don't mind. Just make sure you're having him wear protection." The woman stated.

"MOM! I-It's not like that!" Tootie blushed red after what her mother said.

"Hey, you'll never know when it might happen. Love you, honey! Bye!" Tootie's mom said.

"Love you, too! Bye!" Tootie replied as she hung up and heard footsteps.

"Hey, Tootie. Who was that?" Timmy asked curiously.

"Oh, it was my mom. Say, Timmy, do you mind if I stay here for tonight?" Tootie asked.

"Well, the rain won't stop until tomorrow. Sure, you can!" Timmy answered.

"Thank you, Timmy...AH-CHOO!" Tootie let out a soft and cute sneeze.

"Oh! I think you are catching a cold! There's a shower upstairs in the third room on the right. And if you want some clothes, you can borrow mine from the next room." Timmy instructed.

"Thanks, Timmy." Tootie smiled as she quickly left to get out of her wet clothes and take a quick shower.

"Hmm, I might need to do the same," Timmy said to himself as he decides to find some clothes of his own.

Timmy was now sitting on the couch while watching Crash Nebula: The Movie and petting Sparky's head. As the movie was getting good, he heard someone coming down the stairs. Timmy turns arounds to see Tootie drying off her hair while wearing Timmy's white tank top and his Crimson Chin boxers. Timmy was wearing his white shirt and black shorts.

Timmy was blushing hard to see her wearing his clothes like this, but this was making his heart doing complete backflips. "Um...nice outfit."

"Timmy Turner, I didn't know you wear these kind of boxers." Tootie said teasingly.

"I-I-I keep t-them f-f-for sentimental r-reason," Timmy stuttered while blushng more.

"Really? Then maybe I should just take them off and..." Tootie replied while grabbing the shorts and slightly tugging them down.

"N-N-NO! You're cool! You can keep them on!" Timmy quickly replied as Tootie giggled.

"Relax, Timmy. I was just playing!" Tootie said and Timmy sighed in relief.

Tootie joins Timmy and Sparky to watch the movie as things were quiet. Tootie was looking at the corner of her eyes to see Timmy watching the movie without a care in the world.

'He seems so calm, yet he barely says anything now,' Tootie thought as she was wondering what her friend was thinking about. "Timmy?"

"Yes, Tootie?" Timmy asked as he looks away from the movie.

"I know this may sound harsh but...do you ever feel alone? And how did you ever afford this?" Tootie hated when she said that and hopes he wasn't mad.

Timmy sighed deeply and looks straight into her eyes. He said, "I do for a little bit. My friends left me, my parents are dead, and I broke up with that snobby rich girl. The only thing that keeps me going is Sparky here."

Tootie puts on a small smile and said, "That's great."

"And for this house? I went over to the guy at the funeral place to hear about my parents' will. For some crazy reason, they put everything on some damn basketball that doesn't even look like me. The man was confused to why they did that, so he made an agreement with me." Timmy stated.

"He gave it to you," Tootie inquired.

"Exactly. My parents should have been smarter than that after they left me with Vicky while they go around and have their own fun. Leaving all their possessions to an inanimate object," Timmy said as if he sounds irritated.

"At least you put on a brave face and handle the problems greatly." Tootie reassured her friend.

"Thanks," Timmy replied as he smiled, "and I'm not mad that you asked me that. I probably bet that you had some laughs yourself."

Hearing that made Tootie feel a little down. Sadly, she looks away as Tootie was almost remembering some harsh times.

Timmy sees this and thought he must've said the wrong thing. "Oh, T-Tootie, I-I'm sorry. Did I say something bad?"

"You're okay, Timmy. It's just that...I haven't been doing too good lately after we didn't see each other as friends." Tootie replied with a hurtful tone.

Timmy placed his hands on hers and scooted a little closer. "What happened? Tootie, please explain."

Tootie took a deep breath and exhale deeply. "Timmy...I was scared. My childhood was a nightmare when dealing with my big sister. My parents were afraid to do anything about her torturing me that they stood there and watch the horror. I don't blame them for what she did to me.

During middle school, I was always picked on by this school bully named Jesse and she keeps calling me names that just hurts me. I was always on my best behavior and she keeps abusing me every time I cross paths with her. And the last time I saw her, Jesse took my poems and burns them in front of my face while I was grabbed by her two friends. All those years I have kept my life's work that it broke me inside to watch it turn to ashes.

The next day, I saw the news that Jesse was declared dead after drinking and driving through the interstate. Deep down, I was really happy that she was gone. But when I became a high school freshmen, I was treated okay and people were nice to me. I even saw you one day with Trixie and saw how you were looking a little upset while you were carrying her stuff. I wanted to talk to you, but you were with the popular kids and I didn't want to waste your time.

When I got to my next class, I met a new friend named Max. He seems like a nice guy and he helped me around high school for a few weeks. Max was nice to me and he was pretty cute for a junior. But one night, something happened as I thought everything was going so well."

Timmy heard a breaking tone in her voice that startled him as he was wondering what happens next. Timmy felt worried that smething terrible happened to her. He came up close to her and grasped Tootie.

"Tootie...what happened?" His voice was scared and filled with concern as Tootie looks at her hand enclosed onto his.

"One night...He asked me to come over to his place and see if I can help him with some work. I went over to Max's home and he invited me in. We were in his room and I helped him with his geometry homework. But as I was explaining to him about the work, Max kissed me!

I was freaked out to why he did that and I was mad that he did that without a reason. I started to yell and leave, but he took my arm and tried to explain. I didn't want to hear it as I struggled to get away from him. But Max...He slapped me and *sob* threw me to the walls." Tootie's eyes were starting to have tears in her eyes.

"I-I was frightened and he started to call me the worst names possible to call a female. He l-locked the door *sob* and threw *sob* me a-again. And when he g-got all over m-m-me..."

Tootie was then crying her heart out as Timmy comforts her into an embracing hug. Timmy didn't need to hear the rest as he knew what has happened. But he dreads to ask her the question.

"Tootie. Did Max...?" Timmy paused as he felt her head moving, signaling that he did in the worst possible way. Timmy held on to her tightly and embracing her to let it out.

"I-I felt s-so weak! I t-thought *sob* he was m-m-my friend! W-Why would *sob* he d-do t-that t-to me?!" Tootie was crying harder that it woke Sparky up.

Timmy began to cradle Tootie and rubbing her back for a nice gesture. "It's okay, Tootie. I'm here for you. No girl should ever go through what should've never happen. You deserved better, Tootie."

Timmy was blaming himself for not being there for her and wished that he would've been a true friend to help her out. Inside his heart, Timmy felt like an idiot for not accepting Tootie in his life instead of Trixie. He decides to change all that and making sure that Tootie will be safe from harm's way.

Fifteen minutes has passed and Tootie stopped her crying. Timmy was hearing nothing but silence as he soon felt Tootie moving her head. Their eyes stared into each other as he never notices how her eyes were soft and beautiful. Tootie was feeling lost into Timmy's eyes as they make her seem safe and protected.

Both of them were now smiling happily as Tootie was feeling a little better. Able to speak, Tootie said, "Thank you..."

"Anytime, Tootie." Timmy said as he kissed her forehead.

Tootie blushed red after what Timmy did. The touch was soft and she felt serene. Tootie nuzzled back onto his chest and smiled.

Timmy was happy to see her better now that he is reunited with his friend again. But still, Timmy thought of something. 'While you go to sleep, Tootie, there's something I need to do.'

-Max's House-

The walls were turning black as the flames roared inside the house. Max was trying to escape his home before being succumb by black clouds and red flames.

Max was in his home sleeping as he was hearing some strange noises. But he ignores it and kept on sleeping. After a few minutes of sleep, Max was smelling something burning. Max thought he left something on the oven, but he was dead wrong as his room was covered in flames!

Max quickly ran to his window, but it was bolted shut. He tries to open the door, but they were blocked and locked outside. Each exit was blocked and bolted shut as he was coughing harshly. But as he tries to break through the windows, Max looks outside to see a dark figure who was waving at him.

The student was confused to who he was and saw the figure taking off his hood. The shock from Max was unimaginable as he sees Timmy Turner.

"HELP MEEEEE!" Max screamed in agony as now the house was weakening from the flames as the ceiling was coming down. "AAAAAAHHHHH!"

Timmy watches the scene as Max's home came crumbling down and crushing him inside. Timmy just stood there and looks away slowly while he covers his head with the hoodie again. As he left, Timmy had an evil smirk on his face and said, "Burn in hell..."

He soon disappears into the mist from the rain as the house still burns and leaving the remains into ashes.

To Be Continued...

Criminal, yes. But seriously, I couldn't stand two things: bullying and rape. You know the phrase, "Karma's a bitch"? Well, there you have it. Sorry it had to be like that, but this is something new and Timmy wants the revenge for having Max hurting a girl like Tootie. To be honest, I never see a spark between Timmy and Trixie and I'm making sure Timmy choose the right girl. Please review and I hope to hear some more ideas to this fanfic! Later!