A/N: I'm writing this note before the chapter itself, because I have literally no idea where this is going, my mind is addled by a particularly nasty sinus infection so who knows how far this rabbit hole is gonna go, but the show must go on so... Also note for everyone out there seeking good karma, if someone in your family is sick, and this person is not particularly known for their good karma (because it doesn't exist) think twice before helping them, the road to hell is paved with good intentions as they say.

Vicky awoke to the sounds of Timmy playing some video game, some because she didn't feel like turning over again to find out what it was, her hip was certainly much better than it was earlier, but the dull aches of pain were still there. Deciding to move she turned over and looked to the window, there was now an air conditioning unit in it. Looking past it, she realized it was now dark out. She looked over to Timmy who continued to play his game, from what she could see it was the newest Crash Nebula game, she had it back at her house but had opted not to bring it with her. She mostly played video games in her spare time, being the world's most evil babysitter tended to scare people away.

"Except for Ricky..." she didn't know where the thoughts of him had come from, but she really wished they weren't around.

"I remember him..." Timmy suddenly spoke. "I introduced you two." "Well in a manner of speaking..." It was true, he had wished for Vicky to find love. The wish spawned a person who was essentially a male version of Vicky, or so he thought, Ricky was far worse than Vicky, he remembered how things turned out, leaving Vicky and stealing from her to go be with Mrs. Crocker. He had realized now that he was responsible for hurting her, indirectly so, but he had wished up a monster, and he couldn't take it back.

"Yeah what a great guy, stealing from me every chance he got, and then running off with a woman three times his age, probably older..."

"Vicky, I-I'm sorry you know, I didn't know he was gonna be like that... and you were hurt by him..." his voice trailed off.

"You're over-thinking things Timmy, you couldn't have known that he was an asshole."

"I could've and I did." Timmy thought to himself. "I wanted you to be happy, and I thought that if I introduced you to him, you would be. And maybe by extension, by you being happy, you would lighten up and not be as mean..."

"Instead we teamed up to torture you and the other kids I babysat, so I guess your plan kinda backfired eh?" she was laughing slightly now, less at him and more to just break the tension. There was only silence from Timmy now.

"I-uh yeah... sorry about that... But I'm happy now, I mean we're friends and we have similar interests."

"Friends? And you're not ashamed to admit that?"

"Of course not! It's not like I have a plethora of friends..."

"You don't?" Timmy had seen her with a group of babysitters before and had assumed they were her friends.

"That uh... was supposed to be a thought." Vicky responded, realizing she had revealed a little too much. "Alright fine, I don't really have any friends, okay? I mean there's Tootie but we're sisters, but that's about it..."

"We're friends!" Timmy added, he was assuring both himself and her now.

"Well yeah but we've already established that. I'm just not used to it yet..."

"What ever happened to Ricky anyway?"

"I took care of it."

Timmy didn't really like how that sounded: "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean all debts were repaid in full... and you should probably stop asking questions about him."

Timmy knew better than to continue down this line of questioning, he had never hurt Vicky (at least not intentionally) the way Ricky did, but didn't really want to know what the specifics were to what Vicky was saying.

"So..." Timmy struggled to come up with a different subject. "Do you like Crash Nebula?"

"I do... when I was younger I used to think he was a hunksicle... alright I still kinda do... but I like the games, and comics, and cartoon."

"Well you and my mom are in agreement over the whole hunksicle thing... but, I'm not really inclined to agree, being y'know... straight?"

"It isn't necessarily gay to think a man is attractive when you're a guy yourself you know."

"We're getting a little off topic now... do you wanna play?" He gestured to another controller.

"Sure sure, long as you don't mind receiving a beat-down from your evil babysitter." Again the sly smile, this time when he looked at her, really looked at her, maybe it was that she had so many of the same interests as him, or maybe it was because he felt that he had finally, over the last few days, managed to chip away at Vicky's hard outer shell to the girl who hid in there, but now, at this moment, she was beautiful, her fiery red hair, the light dusting of freckles on her cheeks, and her pink eyes, likethe deepest pink sapphires (he saw them once on the internet) and he knew then, that there wasn't any other person he would rather spend his summer with.

"Now I just need to figure out how to tell her..."

A/N#2: Short chapter is short and I'm really congested, a few notes, first I want to include Frances in here at some point as an antagonist, not a major antagonist but still. Second does anyone know Vicky's birthday? I wanted to include a birthday chapter but I don't know her birthday. Finally I want to thank everyone who reads and reviews the story, hopefully I can get over this cold soon enough.