Vicky returned to Timmy's room and stripped off her coat, then threw it at Timmy. "I'm back! Good news, we have a place to live!"
Timmy pulled the coat off of himself and looked at Vicky with disbelief. "You- that was- You already found a place?!"
"Yep, I'm just that good."
"What did you do? Did you kill someone? Blackmail?"
"Nope. One hundred percent legal. The owner took an instant liking to me, all she asked is that we don't make to much noise."
"Wow. I... Well, I'm surprised, to say the least. How much?"
"Seven-fifty a month."
"So it can't be all that impressive then, huh?"
"Oh... I think you'll be surprised..."
"Really?" he didn't sound all that hopeful.
"Tomorrow you can get dressed and we'll go have a look at it."
Timmy had become lost in his world of video games and hadn't noticed the passage of time, it was now late afternoon. "I've uh... I've made a decision."
"In regards to moving in with me?"
"Yes. I'm coming with you."
"Really? You're sure?" Vicky was having trouble hiding the excitement in her voice.
"Positive. I already started packing and-" he was interrupted as Vicky threw herself at him and tackled him to the floor, then began fervently kissing him. After several minutes of this, and returned feelings on Timmy's part, they stopped, still breathing heavily. "So... I'm guessing you're happy then?"
Vicky smiled at him and rolled her eyes. "That should be obvious." Vicky looked over to the now empty entertainment center. "Where are all your games?"
"All packed up, most of my clothes too, in those boxes over there."
"Wow... you're more on the ball than I am, I haven't even begun to pack up my things... Let's see... I'll have to rent out a moving truck, all of our stuff is going to be tough to move without one..." Vicky trailed off, lost in her thoughts.
"I know, if only we had some sort of magical companions, like fairy godparents or something, so that we could wish our stuff over to the new place, without having to do any of that pesky heavy lifting, or renting out a moving truck... Oh well, a kid can dream, right?"
"Very funny, I told you already, I'm not used to having fairy godparents, you've had them for years, I've only had them for a week or two... Hell, the rules even say that adults aren't usually supposed to have fairies..."
"You must be a kid at heart."
"I don't know about that, kids don't partake in the... activities we do."
"I think it's fair to say most don't, but some do."
"Much as I love to go on and on about our sex life in front of Cosmo and Wanda, I think we should focus on the task at hand, when should we move?"
"I was thinking after I see it?"
"Ugh... you need to live in the moment more! Be spontaneous, it's fun!"
"I think you're spontaneous enough for the both of us."
"Meh, whatever, I have a feeling you'll love the place when you see it tomorrow."
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, though Vicky was considerably more energetic and excited than she normally was, the more Timmy saw of her like this, the more true his earlier statement seemed to be, she really was a kid at heart, but it was better not to bring it up too much, he liked to see her like this, and didn't want to jinx it.
The next day...
"Timmy, wake up!"
The voice startled him awake and he sat up, bringing his face crashing into something soft, namely Vicky's chest.
"Y'know Twerp, I'm not really sure who is more at fault here, me or you. I suppose technically it's me but..."
"Since we're already in this position..."
Vicky looked down at herself and remembered she was straddling Timmy. "There'll be time for that later! Get dressed, you have to see this place!"
"Tease." he got up and grabbed some of his few remaining clothes and a towel. "Uh... care to join me?"
"No, that's my line, and I already told you to cool your jets, let's go see this place first, then if you're lucky... well, we'll see, won't we?"
Timmy left the room and headed to the bathroom, grumbling to himself all the while.
"This must be what they call the 'honeymoon phase'." Vicky took out her phone and dialed her new landlady's number, the phone rang for far longer than she was used to before finally being answered by a very sleepy sounding Heather.
"Hell- *yawn* Hello?"
"Heather? It's Vicky."
"Who? Ugh... it's way too early, do I owe you money or something? Did... did we have a one night stand?"
Vicky blushed at the question. "Um... no, you're renting the loft out to me? Six-sixty-six Perth street?"
"Hm... Oh, right! The red head! I remember now, you know how early it is?"
"It's... ten in the morning..."
"Too early for me... you need something?"
"I was just wondering if you would mind if I came over and showed the loft to my... brother... He'll be moving in with me and wanted to have a look at it."
"Oh God... yeah sure, head over in... about an hour, I should be awake by then."
"Thanks, I'll see you then."
Vicky heard light but steady breathing from the other end of the line.
"Heather?"
"Hm? I'm awake! Just... resting... my..." she trailed off and sounded like she fell asleep again.
"Hopefully she'll be awake when we get there..."
Timmy re-entered his room wearing his usual attire, though he wore a black t-shirt rather than his pink one.
"What's with the black shirt?"
"It's the only one I own, believe it or not. I found it in the closet when I was packing up my things."
"Too bad you couldn't find a black hat, unless you're trying to make a fashion statement, pink hat, blue jeans and a black shirt?"
"I can't help that I make this look good."
"You're cute, I'll give you that... and delusional."
"I'm flattered by the first comment and choose to ignore the second. You ready to go, or do you wanna critique my outfit more?"
"Fine, let's go. Ruin all my fun..."
Vicky moved to the door and felt the familiar resistance suggesting that Timmy had grabbed her hand again. "Wha-?"
"Coat." he pointed to the window, through which Vicky could see that it was still raining quite fiercely.
"Aw c'mon!"
"Nope, wear a coat, it's raining worse today than it was yesterday, I don't wanna take any chances."
"If I have to wear a coat, then you-" Vicky stopped when she realized Timmy already wore a coat, not as nice as hers, but good for the rain all the same. "Damnit."
"You were saying?"
"Just give me the frickin' coat..." Timmy handed her the coat and she put it on, after which Wanda appeared in brooch form on it again. Cosmo appeared on Timmy as a green backpack. Vicky looked at him for several seconds before a grin appeared on her face. "You trying to wear all the colors of the rainbow?"
"Wha? The coat's black and gray!"
"Yeah but everything else is... so colorful." she waved her hands around as she headed for the door.
Timmy and Vicky rushed for the car and got in, despite this, they were already drenched. "I probably should've wished for an umbrella or two..."
"In hindsight, that probably would've been a good idea..." Vicky took her hair tie out and shook her head back and forth, causing water droplets to spray around the car, several of which hit Timmy.
"Was that necessary?"
"I'm afraid it was." Vicky said haughtily, then began tying her hair back up.
"Um... would you mind keeping your hair down?"
Vicky stopped with her hands still in her hair. "Huh?"
"Well... I mean, if you don't mind me asking... I like your hair down, I know I mentioned that before..."
"You did, but I also said that I don't like to have it down in public..." she continued attempting to put ti up.
"C'mon... please?" he used his own variant of the sickeningly sweet tone that she normally used.
Vicky groaned in fake annoyance. "Fine." she released her hair and let it fall down, then aimed the hair tie between her fingers and shot it at Timmy like an elastic band, which he ducked. "Happy?"
"Very. You look really pretty with your hair down." he didn't blush this time, Vicky however, did.
"For the sake of avoiding questions, I told Heather that you and I are siblings, so watch yourself when she's around. I don't think she'll believe any excuses about us just being very affectionate with each other, and I want to seem like a normal person around her, she doesn't know me like most people around here do, so I have a chance at a fresh start with her."
"Are... are you trying to make friends?"
"Maybe..."
"Is she cute?" Timmy had a smile on his face, he was just joking around, he hoped Vicky realized this.
"She's... alright looking... wait why are you asking me? I don't... do girls..."
"I wasn't suggesting that... though now that you've put the idea in my head..."
"Slow your roll there, wherever your mind is headed, I don't wanna know."
"You said yourself that me thinking a guy is handsome doesn't necessarily mean I'm gay, I think the same should apply to you."
"How dare you use my own logic against me?!" she was only being fake-angry, all the time they spent together had left Timmy the ability to discern Vicky's 'fake' anger from her 'holy shit get behind something' anger.
"I learned from the best."
"Damn right you did."
"So...?"
"I told you, she's alright, she seemed kinda flaky though, like her mind was somewhere else... Oh wait, you wanna know how she looks, she's... blonde, and pretty... I suppose."
"Is this making you uncomfortable?"
"Wha- No! I'm fine! Look you'll see her soon, so you can judge for yourself, but if you have any ideas of cheating on me..."
"I wouldn't dream of it, I'm just messing with you, it's fun!"
"You might change your tune when I'm messing with you."
"Your tone makes it hard to tell if that's something I should fear, or look forward to."
"That's the idea." Vicky started her car and drove toward the loft in the city.
Heather's POV...
"Why do people hate it when I just want to get some sleep?" Heather dragged herself out of bed and put on some clothes she reserved for just hanging around the house. "Maybe if I'm lucky, they won't need to bother me for long and I can get back to sleep... probably not though, they'll probably ask me to help them move in or stay for dinner or something." Heather took out her phone and looked at it, the contacts list that had for so long been empty now had a single name on it: Vicky. "My first friend since... well, it's been awhile anyway." she couldn't remember how long ago herself. "Now look at me, standing around in an empty loft by myself, talking to myself, I'm either a genius or..." her phone began to ring, it was her newest tenant. "Crazy, crazy, crazy."
Return to Timmy and Vicky's POV...
"C'mon... pick up the phone..."
"Hello?" a slightly less sleepy sounding Heather answered the phone.
"Hey it's me, Vicky. We're outside."
"I'll be right down..." she hung up the phone.
"Jeez, could she sound any more bored?"
"She's probably just tired, not everyone likes getting up early, I certainly don't."
They were startled by a sudden knock at the passenger side window. "Hey! Let's go! I'm getting soaked out here!" It was a sufficiently saturated Heather. She hadn't bothered to put on a coat or grab an umbrella, likely because she didn't own an umbrella. "Good thing I didn't wear white..." her clothes were sticking to her from the rain.
"Why didn't you call us to tell us you were outside?"
Heather just shrugged her shoulders and led them up to the loft that Vicky rented, wringing her shirt as she did, and leaving wet footprints behind her.
"Well here we are. Vicky, you've already seen it, and you..." Heather looked at Timmy for several seconds. "I don't know you."
"This is my brother I told you about, Timmy. Since he'll be living with me, I figured he should have a look around."
"Oh? This is your brother huh?" she looked him up and down for several more seconds. "He's kinda cute!" she smirked at Timmy, causing him to blush. "Also, he's not your brother."
Vicky and Timmy both paled at her statement. "What? What do you mean? Of course he is..."
"No, he isn't. You two really don't look all that much alike, you even have wildly different eye colors, and hair colors. Matter of fact, I'd say it's more likely that he's your boyfriend."
"Ugh... it's always something. You don't know me like most people in Dimmsdale do, but you're ridiculously perceptive... Can you... y'know, keep this under your hat? It's kinda hard to explain why a twenty year old is dating a fourteen year old..."
Heather seemed to think on Vicky's words before giggling at them. "Don't worry about it, I'm not here to judge peoples' relationships."
Vicky and Timmy both breathed sighs of relief. "Thanks, I appreciate it."
"But! In return... I need a favor."
"Okay... well if it's within my power to do it, then I'd be happy to."
"How do I word this to avoid sounding desperate? Ah, hell with it." "Would you two wanna... hang out some time?"
"Wait. Of all the things you could ask, you wanna be friends?"
"Uh... well... yeah..."
"Sure! I thought you were gonna ask to sleep with my boyfriend or something!"
"What? No! No, of course not... Unless?"
There was deadly silence for a full minute before a smile came across Heather's face.
"Oh! You're cheeky aren't you?" Vicky began laughing and Heather joined in, putting her arm around Vicky's shoulder, then Vicky did the same to Heather.
Timmy looked at the two girls laughing hysterically in front of him, he was glad that Vicky found a friend with a similar attitude as hers, but couldn't help the words that escaped his lips. "What fresh Hell is this?"