Timmy crept up the stairs to his room hoping that none of them creaked and woke Vicky, he was terrified that he might have woken her when he unlocked and opened the front door, but it seemed to him at least that luck was on his side for she had not awoken and he was able to creep up to her on the couch and get a good look at her, this was when the thoughts of his dream bubbled to the surface and he admired that she was, in fact, quite beautiful when asleep and not filled with murderous intent. He wanted the thoughts to go away but his luck betrayed him in that regard and he found himself wondering if a relationship with Vicky might ever be possible.

"Not in this universe..." He thought to himself.

On the other hand these thoughts bothered him immensely, when had his feelings changed from her being his evil babysitter to something more? There were, admittedly, a few times she had helped him and he her, one that stuck out more than the others was when they had been trapped in the avalanche together and he suggested they try to huddle together for warmth, she had immediately tackled him and wrapped her arms around him, clearly without a second thought. Thinking of it brought a dusting of pink to his cheeks, he was shocked by her actions, but not necessarily averse to them. Then, when the 'yeti' attacked them she had thrown herself between it and him merely stating at his shock: "We hugged", of course, the 'yeti' had simply been a California surfer dude who was wearing a massive parka and for some reason had creepy eyes. He remembered she blamed him as the bad guy saying he kept her from the surfer, he was not amused by her about-face but certainly not surprised by her actions.

"Why do I even bother looking out for her?" He knew deep down why but refused to admit it; the reason he had his fairies was because of Vicky, by her actions she had brought happiness to his relatively boring life and because of this she was probably one of the most important people in his life.

"Maybe that is why the wish failed..."

Either way he needed to talk to Wanda, she was capable after all, she had most likely found out the reason the wishes had failed by now, and he really needed to figure out these feelings that he was beginning to have. He didn't want to talk to anyone about the dream he had or the feelings but he trusted Wanda and knew she would know how to sort this out or at least give him advice about it.

Opening the door to his room he audibly sighed.

"Jeez what a day..."

His godparents poofed out of their fishbowl, Wanda with a concerned expression on her face, Cosmo wrapped in bandages so only his eyes showed.

"Cosmo what happened?" there was alarm in Timmy's voice though he was unsure as to why, Cosmo had weathered far worse than what the bandages suggested.

"Jimmy happened." replied Cosmo.

"Jimmy! That was his name! That was gonna bother me all week!" exclaimed Wanda.

"Jimmy?" queried Timmy.

"The cat."

"Oh..."

"Well anyway uh... how was your day sport?"

"Weird to say the least I seem to have come to a rather disturbing revelation today. But first, what info did you find about the wishes?"

"Well I'm down to two possibilities sport, the first is that the fairy council who approves wishes finally caught up to you and denied the wishes being granted because they felt you were being selfish...OR um... heheh... this is awkward..."

Ignoring Wanda's hesitation Timmy spoke up:

"Well I guess it took them long enough to catch up, I'll admit I've made some... mildly selfish wishes now and then... Alright fine more than mildly selfish. But before you continue I need to ask some advice..."

"Shoot." Wanda was immensely grateful for the postponement of the news she had to tell Timmy.

"I think I may have feelings for someone... someone that my having feelings for is deeply disturbing and confusing for me."

"Timmy I'm married to an idiot who can't take care of himself even with magic, I'd say love in this universe is blind, deaf and dumb." Wanda had a feeling that she knew where this was headed, things had been set in motion and there was no stopping it now.

"It's..." he was terrified to admit it, what if Vicky heard? There would be no end to his torment, she would use this against him for the rest of his days, and that was assuming she didn't just rip him from existence should she find out.

"Tootie?" Wanda knew now by his hesitation, but thought that it may be more fun to torture her godchild, if only a little...

"No she's over me, I told you that."

"Trixie?"

"No I'm over her."

"Hmm... Veronica?" this was getting fun.

"Wait who?"

"Trixie's friend. She apparently adores you with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns."

"I uh... no I didn't even- are you messing with me?!"

"Kind of, Veronica does have a crush on you though, also she's crazy."

Timmy was beyond annoyed by now.

"It's Vicky okay?!" he yelled it without meaning to and slapped his hands to his lips almost instantly, he prayed Vicky had slept through his outburst; once again however, luck was not on his side for down in the living room trying to get her mind off the fact that she was developing feelings for the Twerp Vicky heard Timmy yell that 'it' was her.

"I'm what?" she questioned.

Back in Timmy's room...

"Settle down sport I know."

"Wha- You- you knew?!"

"Well alright I didn't know, not for sure, but I had my suspicions."

"Since when?!"

"Well I was going to tell you before you interrupted me , that the second reason the wish might not be granted is when there is love involved which, there very clearly is. And the dream you mentioned as well, I'm your fairy godmother Timmy, moms are smart."

"So you're saying that I love Vicky...?"

"Well it may not be love yet, but it will be soon. Probably."

"So what do I do?"

"There isn't much you can do, I'd say just go with it, the heart wants what the heart wants, even if it doesn't know it yet."

"And you're okay with... this?"

Wanda gestured to Cosmo who was again playing with Jimmy and likely seconds away from getting shredded again.

"I'm... really not a fair judge if you compare my decisions in life."

"Alright thanks Wanda."

"Anytime sport, if you'll excuse me, I have to go treat Cosmo's wounds before he bleeds out."

Wanda poofed the cat away and returned herself and Cosmo to their goldfish forms before leading him into their fishbowl castle, leaving Timmy alone with his thoughts.

"Well I suppose it isn't the worst case scenario, Vicky may be evil but she isn't unhinged like Tootie or Trixie (or Veronica apparently) but if it's all one sided and only I like her and she doesn't like me she could just use this to blackmail me. Gah! This is all too much!" he briefly wondered about raiding his parents liquor cabinet after all but decided against it.

"At least for now..."

Thinking he had had enough introspection for today and feeling suddenly very tired, he hopped into his bed and being too tired to realize the change from his normal bed he was accustomed to smacked his head on the bed's upper bunk.

"Ah! Damn it all!" the bump jogged his memory enough so that he recalled that a few years back he asked his parents to buy him a bunk bed so that he could hang blankets from the top bunk and build a fort, something he had only done a couple times before simply using the top bunk for storage. The bed itself was odd, most bunk-beds being situated as one bed on top of the other, but this on had the beds placed so that one was angled horizontally and the other vertically, perpendicular to each other but Timmy thought it would only increase the fort building possibilities. His parents, not particularly caring for his reasons, figured he could use a new bed anyway and obliged him. Now, of course, he felt it was unfortunate that the top bunk sat neglected and used as storage but it couldn't be helped. Lying his head upon his pillow he felt the embrace of sleep envelop him and hoped that the night was finally over and prayed for a good night's sleep.

His prayers would go unanswered.

Vicky sat on the living room couch now, contemplating the words she heard Timmy yell. She was too preoccupied to wonder exactly who he had yelled at. Her gaming session now forgotten, she knew that what she felt for Timmy was strange but somewhat unsurprising, after all, two people spending time together would inevitably blossom into something, be it friendship or something more, but this? It confused Vicky, but at least she had something: he felt something for her and she knew it, but he didn't know that she felt it for him. She was happy to have a leg up in this regard at least. Her thoughts now returned to her other problem, where would she sleep?

"In his room..." the bad thoughts had returned.

Feeling like maybe that would be a bit too forward and possibly reveal too much before she was ready to, Vicky settled for the couch tonight.

"For now..." an evil smile graced her lips, it seemed the bad thoughts were winning out.

Taking out her phone she looked at the time and saw that it was already eleven at night.

"Time flies when you're havin' fun."

Grabbing her blanket from her suitcase (and leaving the teddy bear tucked away in case Timmy awoke before her) she wrapped herself in it and returned to lying on the couch, within minutes sleep claimed her as well.

A/N: So things are moving right along, albeit slowly, the bunk bed idea I actually got from a furniture catalog I saw as a kid, I always wanted it for the same purpose as in the story but eh, some things aren't meant to be. I actually had to go looking around the internet for the name of the cat, it really would have bothered me all week. Finally for those who have asked about how old the characters are, I haven't expressly indicated it yet because... I'm not sure what to put them as yet. Either send me a PM or review suggestion or I'll figure it out eventually. Again thank you for reviewing/reading/favoriting. Next will be up most likely tomorrow, got a few things on my end to take care of, we'll see.