A/N: Thank you for your time, and for taking the time to read my fictions, As before... I shouldn't have to say it again, but I don't own Fairly Odd Parents, that should be a given. I made some typo corrections in the last chapter, but that was all, if I missed some let me know. Anyways I've decided to continue from that chapter on, it might not fit the normal attitude for Vicki, but this is my sand box... you don't like how I play... leave my toys alone, and play somewhere else. Same goes for the way I spell Vicki, don't like it, don't read it.

Also, someone asked how old Timmy was in reviews, since that person wasn't using a FF login, I couldn't PM them, so I'll let you know. This fiction is roughly based from the last episode I remembered watching I believe Timmy was eleven, two years after that, Timmy (in this story,) lost his fairies, that was the big change, most of you have guessed that. And this begins, two years after that. Making Timmy fifteen and Vicki eighteen. I could have answered it with just numbers... but I wanted to say more in case another question popped up.

(Timmy's PoV)

One moment Vicki was very eagerly kissing him, and the next... Well, maybe he was wrong about the pills putting her to sleep, because there she was dead to the world. He still couldn't figure her out though, kissing him, yelling at him, smacking him, kissing him. It was just confusing, and he hoped that this wouldn't be a normal thing. Everything about it was just confusing, he thought as he walked out of them room, and into the kitchen to prepare dinner, hoping he'd be able to rouse Vicki enough for her to eat.

He looked in the fridge and freezer, wishing he had taken something out before he left. It was too late to thaw anything if he wanted to eat any time soon. There were a couple microwavable meals in there but he really didn't feel like eating the bland food he was sure was inside, and they had pizza last night. Well the place he usually ordered from did deliver other things. He shrugged and picked up the phone, and dialed the number. After listening to the person reading the menu off to him, he decided on subs. Not entirely sure what kind Vicki would like, he decided on roast beef and provolone... and if she didn't like it... well right now he was sure she wouldn't know what she would be eating, so it would have to do. He added a few wings, and other things to the menu to meet the price requirement for delivery, then hung up.

He decided since he had at least half an hour, if not more he'd wash some clothing. Even though Vicki had insisted that she'd do it herself, she hadn't so first, he gathered up clothing in her room. She of course was still dead to the world, in his youth he would have been trying to figure out how to play a prank on her while she was this deep in a sleep. Now... he watched her shiver some, and pulled the blanket over her. He'd always been kind to most people... yeah there were major gaps in his memory that seemed hazy and cloudy. He'd never told anyone about those gaps, since he knew who he was, and it matched what everyone else said. The girl in the bed just confused him, he thought as he carried the clothes to the laundry room and tossed them into the washer.

He pulled the hamper out of the bathroom and put it into the laundry room, to await it's turn, then sighed. He'd managed to kill all of eight minutes... grumbling we made his way up to his room, to bring a few things down. Since Vicki might need him, he'd be staying down stairs for a while more... just seemed strange. He'd only planned on staying on the couch the first couple of nights, and now he's been on it for a couple weeks. Just when he's about to start using his room, something happens and he doesn't want her to be alone... was she doing it on purpose? Or was it just something pushing them together... then he laughed at himself... him... believing some 'magical force' was pushing them together. He continued chuckling as he carried some books, and another blanket down. Not that it was cold, he just hoped that the extra blanket would help cushion the couch a bit more.

The doorbell rang just as he set everything on the couch, he looked up at the clock. Wow that was fast, he thought. But when he opened the door, it wasn't the delivery person, it was Tootie... he eyed her a moment before moving to let her in. It wasn't like he didn't want her here... maybe she had come to visit with Vicki... but since Vicki was out of it, maybe she wouldn't stay long.

"Hey." Timmy said closing the door, turning to Tootie, who had already sat in one of the chairs.

"Hey, I figured I'd stop by so we could talk." She seemed rather nervous, and going straight to sit down, without waiting for him... this wasn't really like Tootie.

"Oh, I thought you might have came to see Vicki." Timmy went to take a seat, it was only then that Tootie seemed to realize her sister wasn't present. "She was in more pain then usual, so I gave her two of her pain pills, she's sleeping."

"Oh... right, another time then. But I came here for another reason. It was about earlier, you know... on the way home?" she fidgeted in her seat a bit. Timmy knew what she wanted to talk about... but how could he talk about it, much less give her an answer to something that he didn't even know the answer to.

"Alright... um... I just want to say..." he started and just looked at her. She was very cute, and sensitive and he knew that she cared about him. He had started developing feelings for her, and Vicki changed them... to be honest he was the one that kissed Vicki first, so maybe he changed, maybe it wasn't Vicki's fault completely. "I'm still, well... still trying to figure things out. A lot is changing and I'm just trying to make sense of it."

"I see... so when I kissed you... you didn't feel anything did you?" Timmy slowly shook his head, he had wanted to, and would have if she had done it a few weeks ago. Maybe he wouldn't have... he didn't really know but he really couldn't tell Tootie that... he couldn't hurt her feelings. Sadly he couldn't make both sisters happy. Someone would be hurt, or both of them.

"I'm sorry... maybe... maybe once I've figured things out. I don't really understand whats going on inside myself right now." Tootie shook her head, he assumed she meant that he didn't have to be sorry.

"N-No... it's alright. Hey... it's better than telling me to get lost like when were were kids right?" She smiled though she didn't look too happy about it. At one point he had thought that he was going to make her childhood dreams come true, because he had thought he had feelings for her. But whatever was going on between him and Vicki... it confused him, but it was much stronger than anything else he'd ever felt.

"Still I"m sorry Tootie... You're one of my best friends... and a relationship might mess that up." It wasn't completely a lie, he had wondered about it from time to time before. If something happened, would they still be able to be friends. "I just want... I just need time."

"Oh... of course, Timmy!" She smiled again, and this time she actually looked happy. He hated the fact that he might be giving her false hope, but he didn't have a choice, because honestly he didn't know. Two girls... Completely different from one another, but both appealed to him. He knew Tootie would return his feelings, after the kiss yesterday that was obvious. And after telling Vicki about said kiss, it became obvious that she was jealous.

"Timmy?" He made a sound that meant he'd heard her, and she just shook her head. "Lost in thought again... look I'm going to had back home. I'll see you later right?"

"Yeah, I'll see you." he said as he walked her to the door, then watched her walk home until she disappeared into her house. Was it possible that he was falling for both sisters at the same time? Could you really be attracted to two people that were almost night and day?

He almost didn't notice the delivery driver walking up to him because he was lost in his own mind. He took the food, and paid for it then returned to the kitchen. He fixed their plates, and went to see if he could wake Vicki up.

"Vicki..." she moved a bit, her eyes opened some and started at him. A weird little smile on her face that he tried to ignore. "Come on, sit up... there that's it."

"I'm sleepy." she muttered leaning against the head board, a small whine in her voice. It would be best if he brought her food to her, it didn't look like she'd be able to go into the kitchen and eat... he could help her into the chair, then help her back into bed. But that was more work than he wanted to do since he was tired. He grabbed her plate, and went back. He had to wake Vicki up again.

"You need to eat something, then you can go back to bed." She seemed more awake at the mention of food, he handed her the plate, happy that she wasn't out of it enough where she couldn't eat. Then went to get his own, when he returned they both ate sitting on the bed.

"I'm full... can I sleep now?" She had eaten most of her food, Timmy had finished his. He didn't really expect her to eat as much as she did. But he took the plate, and nodded to her, telling her that she could.

He cleaned the two plates and put what was left into the refrigerator along with the other items. He turned out the lights as he left, and returned to Vicki's room, where she was sleeping, still leaning against the headboard. He sighed she woke her up again, helping her to lay back down in the bed, as he went to pull his hands away from wrapping the blanket around her, one of her's grabbed one of his wrists.

"Timmy?" her voice was soft and he could tell that she wouldn't be awake too much longer.

"Yeah?"

"You really meant what you said right?" He was trying to think about what she meant, he couldn't recall saying anything while they ate, maybe he'd taken too long to answer because she spoke again. "About just... wanting to kiss me."

"Oh... well. Of course I meant it." She seemed to relax a bit more, and he barely heard a sigh. Though he was sure the worst was over... he hoped. Though that didn't mean something else wouldn't take it's place.

"Then could you sleep in here again tonight? I promise... I'll try not to be mean in the morning." She promised... well not the best answer, but at least it was something. It was actually innocent enough, the worst thing that had happened when they had slept together was... unconsciously being wrapped around one another... that was common right? To seek out warmth in your sleep?

"I... guess so." She released his hand, and he kicked off his shoes and went to the other side of the bed... well it beat the couch by a mile. Not as comfortable as his bed... but much better than the couch. Once under the covers Vicki's breathing became steady and rhythmic, she'd fought off sleep as long as she could he guessed. He could get up right now and walk out and go to the couch. But... he wondered if that might have been why she was angry this morning. Because he had left her in her room last night after she fell asleep. He had just wanted to make sure nothing happened, that shouldn't have happened... He shook his head and decided not to risk it. He'd sleep here through out the night, it wasn't like he'd hate it. No, he knew inside that he liked it and wanted to be here. He just wasn't entirely sure why.

(Vicki's PoV)

Vicki's head was foggy, and she wasn't entirely awake. One of the last things she remembered was her leg throbbing in pain. Timmy had taken everything that would stop the pain... and just left her. No... that wasn't the last thing, there was more. He came back... and given her pills... he was angry when he gave them to her... Oh yeah, she thought as she remembered smacking him. She didn't mean to, it was a combination of his hand on her thigh, and the pain that had been sharp when he touched her leg.

Then he had just watched her... that was where things began to get blurry. Everything stopped up to the point where she was woken up to eat, he was there too. Then she went to sleep... and he woke her up again... then back to sleep. It was all so foggy. She yawned and went to stretch finding that she couldn't move either of her arms. One moment she was half asleep trying to figure out what had happened, and the next, her eyes were wide open trying to focus on what was holding her arms down.

It was Timmy. One of her arms were under the crook of his neck, and the other was pinned between both of them with his arm draped over her body, over her arm. She continued to lay like that for a while, it was nice, comfortable, warm. The first time she had woken up and found them like this, she had drifted back to sleep so shortly she hadn't fully appreciated it. Now she was able to appreciate it fully... or would have if she didn't need to use the bathroom.

She tried untangling herself, but couldn't get out of Timmy's grip. Well so much for him just wanting to use me and not cuddle, she thought still trying to get out of his grasp without waking him. After a few minutes, of shifting Timmy started stirring, and at this point she didn't care, she needed to go, and needed to go now.

"Timmy... I need to go to the bathroom," she almost whined. And it took Timmy a minute before he let go of her. She managed to get into the chair, and to the bathroom. Once finished she returned to the bedroom where she found Timmy, sound asleep again. She thought about some of the romance books she had read. It would look like a scene out of one of those books, if Timmy wasn't fully clothed...

She wondered if Timmy had pajamas or shorts that he slept in. Sleeping in jeans couldn't be comfortable... maybe she'd ask him or suggest it, Even if he didn't feel comfortable in boxers. Regular shorts and a t-shirt would have to be more comfortable, and cooler than wearing jeans.

There were several things that she wanted to do. She wanted to make him breakfast for a change, but she wouldn't be able to each much... she really needed to ask about those crutches. At the same time she wanted to get back into bed with Timmy and go back to sleep... then there was the part of her that still didn't trust him, and wanted to push him out of the bed so she could go back to sleep... She didn't do any of them, instead she bathed herself then sat on the couch waiting for the day to start... whenever that might be. She wasn't sure when Timmy had went to sleep, she remembered eating vaguely, but it couldn't have been all that late... could it. She really didn't even know how long she had laid in that bed before he came home.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Timmy had come out not too long after she started watching a show. She didn't know she was supposed to wake him up... maybe he asked her too before he went to bed.

"I didn't know..." she said absently, only half paying attention to him and half... where she was focused... on the television show.

"You have a doctors appointment this morning." he said, as she heard him starting on breakfast. That pulled her away from the show... she'd forgotten she had an appointment... actually it didn't feel like three weeks had passed, but she guessed that they did without notice. "So once we finish, we need to get ready."

"Yeah..." she muttered, pushing the record button on the remote, then went to find something to wear. It was nearing the hottest part of the summer, so she assumed that anything other than shorts or a skirt was out of the question. So she changed from her shorts to a long skirt... the short ones... well she wasn't going to wear one while in a wheelchair. Ate breakfast, then started out to the doctors appointment.