"Hey! My mom told me that you walked by our house to check on me so I decided to do the same since I went out for a bit earlier… And guess what, I've quickly made some friends." Tootie cheered happily, grinning from ear to ear.
"Good for you. So what brings you here?" Timmy tried his best to sound nonchalant and cool with his shoulder leaning on the side. He wasn't prepared. In all honesty, he doesn't even know how to talk to Tootie yet and that's where he forgot what his purpose earlier for passing by her house was.
"I think that I should be the one asking the same question… Like… What brought you to my house earlier?" The raven haired girl asked in confusion. She was actually excited to get to talk to him again, but now it's just making the situation more complicated. They just both stared at each other for a moment before Tootie spoke up again to break the ice between them.
"Alright… Why don't you just let me inside your seemingly comfy house? It's getting pretty cold out here." Tootie playfully shivered while rubbing her hands on her arms. Only it was half meant… The wind is getting stronger and the dark sky shows a hint of an upcoming rain soon. Timmy just stared at her with narrowed eyebrows, still trying to remember his purpose.
"I'm not going to attack you okay?" Tootie added while shooting a glare at him, rolling her eyes. It was only a matter of seconds after that when Timmy recalled what he was just about to ask her, and after that, he finally offered Tootie to come inside.
"Sorry… I was just… Just get in. I don't want to take any blames if ever you catch a cold." Timmy said, pretending not to care in a least way possible. He opened the door fully, letting Tootie to get inside without anything in the way. As he closed the door behind him, he immediately took out the paper from his pocket and showed it to her.
"I remembered that I was just about to ask you regarding this paper I found on my locker." Timmy shrugged as he handed it to his long time admirer. Tootie studied it for a moment with flustered expression. It seems like she doesn't know anything about this at all judging from how she stares at this piece of crumbled paper.
"In all honesty, I don't remember slipping a paper inside your locker… Heck, I don't even know your locker number! But the info in this is correct." Tootie exclaimed with a hint of cringe and annoyance on her face, knowing that someone else took her number and even used her face in a poorly drawn sketch.
"Then who else would do that? Maybe any of your friends? Have you told anyone already that you… Um… You like… Me?" Timmy stammered. He doesn't want to sound boastful about it, he wasn't even proud of it in the first place. That's because he only likes one certain person and that is his best friend. Maybe he'll only gain the balls to shout the whole world about Trixie once she finally shared the same feelings toward him.
"Hmm… I actually told about it to at least, three people. Right, why haven't I thought of that? I'm just going to ask them tomorrow." She merely laughed it off and somehow gave the paper back to Timmy. He was still confused but he took it back anyway.
"I'm guessing you just have to save it, huh? Oh and by the way, Vicky's staying here right?" When Timmy heard her name, he suddenly coughed up as if he was choking on air. It continued for a little longer until Tootie decided to help him out by slightly tapping his back.
"Hey! What happened to you?" The teenage girl asked while rubbing his back carefully.
All of the unusual things that Vicky did came back flashing on his mind. It'll surely cause trouble if he tells her the truth, and worse it might ruin their relationship as siblings knowing that Tootie likes Timmy… It's not like they have a proper relationship as sisters already, rather it would make things worse… Because at least in this way it's normal.
"N-Nothing… I-It's just a small fly that chocked me." Timmy reasoned out while coughing and rubbing his neck a little.
"Gross!" Tootie responded with a grimace expression.
"Yep." He added as soon as he was in relief. For sure there's no other way but to lie.
"About Vicky… I hope she's not doing anything stupid… Or any of those tortures." She shook her head a little, letting out a sigh.
"Don't worry. She's not… She's just… F-Focusing on t.v., that's all."
"So you're not talking at all? I mean… What's it like? I bet it's awkward between you two." Tootie decided to sit down on the sofa, crossing her arms and legs while still giving the teenage boy a questioning look and waiting for an answer.
"Of course sometimes we talk but mostly it was non-sense things. Like… She's asking if there's any food in the fridge." Timmy shrugged, trying to cool down the topic.
"Okay then… That's good to hear. So… Um…" Timmy raised an eyebrow in confusion. It seems like the turn of events were kind of messy. He just hopes that she wouldn't do anything surprising because he had enough of surprises he had been receiving lately.
"I guess I'll head home now." Tootie stood up from her seat, slightly pulling down her shirt to fix the wrinkles that had been formed in the fabric. Her eyes would turn from side to side, and to Timmy. He finally felt at peace and she wouldn't have to know the situation between him and his babysitter. The tension's at ease now.
"Sure… See you a-" Before he could finish up his sentence, Tootie dashed towards him and pulled his shirt's collar towards her face. It took him a minute of realization before he knew it that she had crashed her lips on him. Timmy's eyes widened in shock and froze at his position. He was about to pull away but the raven-haired girl already did the moment he was about to pull down her hands.
"Bye…" That was what all she said before she waved her fingers as goodbye in a flirty way and giving him a wink. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she grinned to herself from ear to ear feeling the success she had just achieved to herself.
Meanwhile, Timmy wasn't still able to comprehend what just happened. It seemed like after all the teases he got from Vicky, he's still a slow reactor when it comes to these certain of things. Just when Tootie left, he heard the red-head called from upstairs.
"Can you come up here for awhile?" Her voice rang throughout the house. It's no wonder anymore, she had been always screaming ever since Timmy's still at the age of 10.
"What?" The teenage boy responded with a hint of annoyance on his voice.
"Just get up here twerp!" Now it's time for her to get pissed off. Timmy rolled his eyes, shaking his head. It's a guess that he had no other choice since she might snap back again to her past self and chase him around with a chainsaw again. He just decided to obey her command and climbed upstairs while stomping off his foot with each step upward. When he reached the hallway upstairs, he tried to find out where the voice was coming from.
"Where are you?" He hesitantly called out. He sounded like an idiot to himself.
"In the bathroom." He was confused. Why would she call him up from inside the bathroom? He was certain she took a bath but it wasn't necessary to bother him about something. It's impossible too that she's afraid of cockroach. She had been playing with insects and scaring the crap out of him when he was younger. Timmy shook his head a little and tried his best to form words and still managed to sound proper.
"W-Well… What do you need f-from me when y-you're inside the bathroom?" He stuttered a little but at least he understood what he said and was pretty sure that Vicky heard it well too.
"Can you bring me my towel? It's in the guest room."
"Uh… That would be-" Timmy tried to protest because he had an uncomfortable feeling from the sound of it but his babysitter immediately cut him off.
"So you'd rather have me walk around naked?" A tint of red appeared on his face. Why haven't he thought of that?
"I-It's not like that! It's just that-"
"Then stop acting like a bitch and just bring it here! I'm freezing already." Once again, she cut off his sentence which made him startled because she sounds like she's already being impatient. He decided to merely obey her again and went straight to the guest room. He was about to turn the doorknob but he realized that he's going to barge inside a girl's room. Not technically it was Vicky's, but she was sleeping there. Timmy suddenly felt horrible. He never wished to peek on any other girl and never desired for something… If he wanted to do it, he'll only do it with Trixie.
"What the hell are you doing?" Her voice made him jumped up on his position. If she saw him dozing off like this, she'll probably kill him already.
"Coming!" The brunette teenage boy responded. Even though he's already feeling mad here, he can't act rude towards her. He doesn't know what consequences he's possibly facing after that.
He shrugged off his thoughts and just opened up the door. He's just going to be quick about this. No wandering around or anything. He just had to get her towel, that's all. When he flipped the switch on, scattered clothes and underwears were everywhere, from the bed to the floor. Vicky's surely more kind of a mess than he is. Timmy gulped and searched for the towel, trying his best to ignore all the mess. As soon as he saw it lying at the end of the bed, he took a careful step forward until he was beside the two sheet bed. He quickly grabbed it and sprinted towards the door with shaking hands but something almost tripped him. He lifted up his left foot and saw that a black laced bra string had caught his shoe. Timmy blushed hard and tried to shake it off but it wouldn't go off. So he just took it off with his right hand and threw it aside, ignoring the fact that it probably went somewhere hard to find.
When he finally got out of the room, he tried to catch his breath as if he just ran a marathon. The moment he remembered his task, he quickly run up towards the bathroom door and knocked.
"Vicky, here's your towel." After Timmy said it, the door opened slightly and a pale hand reached out. The teenage boy was about to hand the white fabric and was expecting it to be taken from his babysitter but instead, it reached out for his wrist and gripped it tightly… Suddenly, he was unable to move away. It was getting painful.
"You're not mad are you? Here's your towel already! I did what you just said! Can you please-"
"Stay." Timmy was unable to think what would happen. His heart started pounding on his chest and sweat drops started dripping from his neck.