Disclaimer: I still do not own The Fairly OddParents, but eventually I do plan on creating my own cartoon show, and this idea was entirely my own. Butch Hartman created all of the characters, except for a certain O.C. of mine, and his name is Eric Carlson in this fan-fiction. A little backstory on him is that he used to be a jerk, but then he completely changed how he talks to girls. Sarah Tang is also a new O.C. of mine. She is the second sister of Trixie Tang. I can't always write and publish Chapters due to living with my mother, and always having to go to a fitness center and do chores though. Thank you for reviewing, favoriting, and following though !
Chapter 3: "Misunderstood"
Timmy Turner went to GameStop to buy the brand new Nintendo Switch game that he wanted to buy. Timmy saw Francis picking on a little girl that Timmy knows. Her name is Carly. Suddenly, just as Francis had been continuing to torment her, a guy who looked around Vicky's age, approached Francis.
"Leave her alone. Can't you see that she doesn't want you to be bothering her?" Eric Carlson asked Francis.
Strangely, Francis looks terrified, and then he backs away from Carly.
"I-I'm s-so sorry. Merry Christmas," Francis says to Carly.
"Uh, thank you, Francis. Uh, merry Christmas to you too, Francis," Carly says to the bully.
Francis rushes back towards his parents.
"That was awesome! What is your name?" Timmy asked Eric.
"My name is Eric. And it's really no problem. I used to be sort of like him. I wouldn't really call myself a bully like him, but I didn't treat girls with respect and kindness." Eric says to Timmy.
"Are you new to Dimmsdale or something? I've never met you before." Timmy says to Eric.
"Yes, I just moved here to go to a college in this city. Or is this even a city? It looks pretty small to me." Eric says.
"Oh, how old are you right now? And do you have a girlfriend right now?" Timmy asks. He wondered if Eric could play the secret admirer to Vicky.
"I just recently turned nineteen-years-old. I don't have a girlfriend right now." Eric says.
Carly looks at Eric. "Thank you. He really scares me sometimes." Carly says to Eric.
"Yeah, I could never get Francis to stop trying to pound me." Timmy says.
"You're welcome. You just have to be strong, and brave, I guess. He'll learn his lesson someday," Eric says.
Carly smiles at Eric, and then she walks back towards her mother and father, and her younger sister.
They quickly hug Carly, and her sister.
"I don't think that I ever understood why, or even how I got to be so unlucky." Timmy says.
"What do you mean by that? Are you not loved by your own parents?" Eric asked Timmy.
"Well, I'm an adult now, but in my childhood, my parents would claim to forget to take me with them to the beach, or to the vacation places that they go to, and they would leave me with Vicky. Whom I just recently found out was treated worse by her own parents." Timmy says to Eric.
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Is that the girl that some kids are afraid of?" Eric asked.
"Yeah. They called her 'Icky Vicky'. There was even a song called "Icky Vicky" sung by Chip Skylark, her ex-fiancé, or whatever you wanna call him. I always thought that she was evil when I was eight-years-old, and nine-years-old, and ten-years-old, but her attitude towards me completely changed after I had turned ten-years-old. I think it was when I had saved her life twice. I still wish that I knew all of this several years ago, instead of just recently from this month by Tootie telling me. Tootie is her younger sister, by the way. Say, uh, would you like to play her secret admirer? Vicky's, I mean," Timmy says.
"I don't know the girl yet. I still haven't actually met her yet, but she seems to be really miserable, or depressed. Sure, I'll do it. You say that her parents treated her worse than your parents did to you?" Eric asked Timmy.
"She was the first-born daughter of Nicky and her husband. After Tootie was born, they completely stopped giving Vicky love and attention. She became this hateful babysitter all because of them not wanting her." Timmy says.
"Geez, that sounds rough. I would love to. Is there any reason that you can't do this, or someone else who would already love her?" Eric asks.
"I was twelve-years-old when my feelings for her became romantic, so I don't think so. Plus, she sometimes thinks that I hate her. Previously, I thought that she was my enemy. We ended up having too many in common with each other. I guess that I can be pretty confusing to her." Timmy says.
"Okay. Just give me her cell phone number, and I'll ask to meet with her." Eric says.
Timmy grabs a piece of paper from his backpack, and a pencil, and he writes down Vicky's cell phone number.
Timmy gives the piece of paper to Eric. "Here you go. And good luck. Basically, I wrote letters to her, and said that she has someone who loves her. This role will now go to you." Timmy says.
"I basically just want her to feel happiness and stop feeling so sad and miserable all the time." Timmy says.
"Oh. And thank you. I'm glad to have met you," Eric says.
"It's nice to meet you. My name is Timmy Turner." Timmy says.
"It's nice to meet you too, Timmy." Eric says.
Eric grabs his cell phone, and then he calls Vicky's cell phone number.
Eric waves to Timmy, and then Eric leaves the Dimmsdale Mall.
"Here goes nothing…" Timmy says, as he crosses his fingers.
Xoxoxoxoxoxo
Vicky had just finished the weirdest call of her life. In high school, Vicky was never popular like Trixie Tang was. As a matter of fact, Lauren Ledergerber and Alyssa were Vicky's only friends, but even they left her, after they found out about the cave moment and the second time that Timmy had saved her life. Apparently, it was wrong to have people care about you. Especially if they were a kid that you were babysitting. Other than Timmy, and possibly Tootie, no else cared about Vicky. "This has to be a trick. Guys always want something," Vicky says, as she continues to remember her own high school experience.
After Ricky, she did fall hard for guys from her own school. But unfortunately for her, they were popular, and wouldn't date girls who weren't popular, so Vicky tried to become popular. She tried to talk to Trixie Tang's older sister, but Sarah Tang didn't really mean what she said to Vicky. They hung out for a bit, but then when Sarah didn't know that Vicky was in the girls' restroom with Sarah and her best friends, they were laughing at how gullible and naïve Vicky was. They trash-talked her clothing behind her back, and made sure that no one would want to talk to Vicky. And boys? They wouldn't call her pretty or beautiful, and if they claimed to like her, it was only a trick. She's still a virgin, and Ricky was her only boyfriend.
Tootie just arrived home after she spent some time with Timmy.
"Hey, sis. What's up?" Tootie asks Vicky, and she tries to be casual about it.
"Uh, you seem to be right about someone loving me. He just called me and asked if we can go on a date tomorrow night," Vicky says.
"Oh, really?" Tootie asks, as she expressed a surprise look on her face.
"Yeah. His name is Eric Carlson. Did you ever get any truth from Timmy about if he loved me or not?" Vicky asks.
"Oh, someone is awfully curious about that. He said that Remy Buxaplenty is wrong. He just didn't like that you moved away because he doesn't have a lot of people who see him a lot." Tootie says.
"Oh, I know that. Trixie Tang rejects him constantly, and his own parents don't really seem to want to spend time with him," Vicky says.
"I mean, I totally get why you and him would work for each other, as a couple, I mean. You were neglected by your parents, and he was forgotten and neglected by his parents. But I am still in love with Timmy Turner, Vicky, so if you have or had any romantic feelings for him, please don't say anything to him about it. There aren't that many really sweet guys in this city, you know," Tootie says.
"Tell me something that I don't know," Vicky mutters as she watches Tootie walk upstairs.
There are Chester McBadBat, and A.J. too. At least that's what she thinks their names are. But Tootie had never been in love with A.J. or Chester.
Vicky sighs. She didn't know anything about this Eric Carlson. He could be up to something. Maybe he is a relative of someone that she used to babysit. "Honestly, I hate my life," Vicky mutters as she turns on the T.V.
Xoxoxoxoxoxo
Timmy Turner didn't know what was missing is his life. Something pink and green, which would also explain to him why he owns pink hats too. Timmy walks downstairs, and then he sees that his mother is folding the laundry right now.
"Mom? Do you have anything that you need to tell me, please?" Timmy asks her.
Mrs. Turner looks at Timmy. "What do you mean, Tommy?" Mrs. Turner asks.
"My name is actually Timmy. And, well, I want to know what all of this pink and green stuff is for," Timmy says. "Pink backpacks, and green backpacks, and pink and green shoes, and etc." Timmy says to her.
"Well, I think that we just liked the colors, and we did originally think that you were going to be a girl," Mrs. Turner says.
Timmy didn't remember much about that. It was probably said to him a few years ago, but he was busy with trying to pass Mr. Crocker's class, and he was completely obsessed with fairies or fairy God-parents.
That couldn't be it, could it? Magic didn't exist, and he couldn't have had fairy God-parents.
"Hey, Timmy. Tomorrow is Vicky's birthday. Christmas Eve. Would you like to buy her something for her birthday?" His mother asks him.
That was a shock to him. He thought back to one Christmas Eve a few years ago, when he had just turned twelve-years-old.
Flashback, to when Timmy was twelve-years-old, and Vicky was eighteen-years-old.
She wasn't overly angry or bossy that day, which was really, really strange.
"Is something wrong?" Timmy had asked her.
"What do you mean by that, Twerp?" Vicky asked.
"Well, I mean, you aren't giving me a really, really long list of chores to do today, so I was just wondering if you are feeling alright? Is something making you sad?" Timmy asked.
"You want to know if I'm sad? You, the boy who tried to embarrass me in front of my crushes and ruin my chances with them, you want to know if I am sad? It's not really something that I want to talk about, okay. You confuse the hell out of me, but you usually don't care if I'm dead or alive," Vicky said.
"That's not true, and I'm sorry if I made you believe that," Timmy said.
End of flashback.
"That honestly explains so much about her now," Timmy says.
If her parents don't care that much about her, and they barely talk to her or something, then they probably forget when her birthday is, or they call her a different name.
"You can buy anything that isn't too expensive, Timmy," Mrs. Turner says to Timmy.
"Uh, I don't know if she has a Nintendo Switch yet, or not, but maybe a Nintendo Switch video game? It'll cost $60. I think that she might like Animal Crossing: New Horizons." Timmy says.
The Nintendo 3DS is harder to find now in the GameStop stores anyways.
It is cheaper than the Nintendo Switch though.
Mrs. Turner gives Timmy $65.00 "Okay, that is for the tax included," Mrs. Turner says to Timmy, as she makes sure that he puts the money in a safe place in his backpack.
"Thanks, Mom!" Timmy says, and then he walks out of the house, with the money safely inside his backpack.
"Well, well, if it isn't the boy who is in love with his babysitter," A familiar snobby blond boy says to Timmy.
"That is none of your damn business, Buxaplenty. At least I never ridicule people, and causing them to lose their reputation." Timmy says.
"Like you ever had any reputation to begin with, Turner. All of your pathetic attempts to win Trixie's heart, only made her call security on you. I think that's all you'll ever be to her. Just an empty bus seat, or a loser," Remy says.
Timmy knew that if he tried to punch Remy for that comment, Timmy would get into trouble, or he would get sued by Remy's parents, or something like that would happen to him.
Before Timmy could think of a different reaction, Veronica approached Remy. "Unless you want me to call Vicky or the cops, you are to get out of here, Remy Buxaplenty," Veronica says to Timmy.
"Oh, no, Timmy's girlfriend is going to come and get me. I'm so scared," Remy says, and then he starts laughing. "I'll tell Francis to give you a swirlie, Turner." Remy says, and he walks away from Timmy and Veronica.
"I figured that I owed you, for fighting over you with Tootie," Veronica says.
"Girlfriend? She is your girlfriend? Isn't Vicky, like, six years older than you, or something, Timmy?" Veronica asks Timmy.
"No, and yes. She's got Eric now. At least I think so. There's really no promise that this whole plan of mine will work or not, but I'll try. She deserves to be happy, Veronica. This whole 'Icky Vicky' act was just simply an act. She even directly said to me when I was ten-years-old and before I saved her life that first time when we were both trapped in a cave together, that she doesn't mean to be so mean all the time. She just is," Timmy says.
"Her parents do seem to hate her, or something like that. I feel sorry for her. No one deserves to have family who do not even love them. Not even Vicky," Veronica says.
"You're right. I thought maybe if this new guy became her boyfriend, she'll be happier at least," Timmy says.
"You're the only super nice guy that I know of. Nice guys like you are extremely hard to find for some odd reason," Veronica says.
"I know what you mean. Ricky out-Vicky'ed her, and most guys just have a hidden agenda for dating a girl most of the time. Chester and A.J. are sweet too, though," Timmy says.
"I don't remember who Ricky is. Who was he?" Veronica asks.
"He got married to Mr. Crocker's mother, or supposedly. It probably didn't happen, since she lied to him. But Ricky was Vicky's ex-boyfriend," Timmy says.
"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that he wasn't the right guy for Vicky," Veronica says to Timmy.
"Talking to you is nice, though. I always thought you were like a Trixie clone, or something. Just not nearly as popular as she is, though," Timmy says.
"Is it possible for you to ever love me, though?" Veronica asks Timmy.
"Well, I think that honestly, I like nice girls, or girls who have a lot in common with me. I've always felt that there aren't that many people who want me to be here. My parents forget me, and I have more enemies than friends. I'm not going to include Vicky in that list, but they are Mr. Crocker, Francis, and a couple of other people. I feel like I completely forgot who they were though. I would honestly say that my memories about some things are partially forgotten. You are pretty though. Beautiful, even. But I don't know if you can understand me. Isn't your life perfect? You even told Tootie that you get everything that you want, and that she doesn't have a chance at becoming my girlfriend because you'll win yet again," Timmy says.
"Oh, everything except for you," Veronica says sadly, and then she looks at the time on her iPhone. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Timmy. I have to go now. 'Bye!" Veronica says to Timmy. She walks towards her house.
Timmy enters the Dimmsdale Mall, and then he watches as Vicky and Eric are on their date now.
"What the hell am I doing? Am I some kind of a coward? Why can't I just tell her that I like her?" Timmy asks himself.
"You really wanna dare asking that question aloud, Turner?" Francis asks, as he walks towards Timmy.
"Francis, I'm not in the mood right now," Timmy says, as he tries to keep his cool in front of Francis.
"You really think that someone like her would be interested in a poor and unpopular guy like you who can't even get a girlfriend?" Francis asks Timmy.
"Vicky isn't like Trixie, Francis. She told me that herself," Timmy says.
"Loving your own enemy. You're gonna regret ever being born, Turner," Francis says.
"It was just a misunderstanding. I had the wrong idea about her," Timmy says.
Francis and his friend pushes Timmy into the boy's restroom. "Your little friend Buxaplenty wanted me to give you a swirlie on his belief," Francis says, as he chuckles at Timmy.
Francis gave Timmy a swirlie, and then Francis starts laughing. "As if you ever had a chance with any girl to be bluntly," Francis says, and then he walks out of the boy's restroom, after giving Timmy the swirlie.
Timmy Turner's own high school experiences were definitely similar to Vicky's high school years, and he didn't even know it. She didn't talk about her days at her school. She usually kept her personal life private to him. Vicky would just simply tell him that it was none of his business.
Trixie Tang was one of the two girls that Timmy had been very much in love with at his own high school.
He would try to become popular, and try to get Trixie and Alyssa to finally notice him, and not call him Tommy for once, but they wouldn't want him to sit with them, or eat lunch with them unless he was rich, or something. It was always about money with Trixie and Alyssa. And Veronica, Tad, and Chad, for that matter.
Sure, Veronica would definitely be nicer than the other popular classmates of Timmy's, but she still coldly responded to him that he cannot sit with Trixie or with Alyssa, or with Veronica.
Veronica would always seem less important to Trixie, and he didn't know if they were getting along or not. He had become like Tootie in high school. Following Trixie a few times, and she would just remind him that she is not interested in dating him because he is not rich or popular.
"I hate popularity. It seems so shallow," Timmy says, as he tries to clean his hair. Timmy didn't know what to do with his hair. He couldn't let people see him in public like this. He just looks so very dirty now.
Timmy didn't think he would be able to take a shower, even if there were showers in this restroom due to a fitness center being in this Dimmsdale Mall, right nearby the boys' restroom.
Chester walks into the boys' restroom. "Hey, Timmy. Did Francis dunk your head into the toilet and give you a swirlie, or something like that?" Chester McBadBat asks Timmy.
"Your guess would be correct. Hey, do you think that a girl could ever love me?" Timmy asks Chester.
"You mean besides Tootie, right?" Chester asks.
"Yeah, she's kind and really sweet, but I can't force myself to love her," Timmy says.
"Well, if this is still about Trixie, I think you need to move on, Timmy. Find someone else. But maybe. It's possible. Not all girls are like her," Chester says.
"I'd like her to know exactly what I'm going through, and there's really one girl who knows what it's like to feel like very few people love you," Timmy says.
"Someone mentioned that your new love interest is Vicky, so it's probably her. And that would make sense, if her parents neglect her and forget about her too. That can make a lot of people angry and resentful. I have a younger cousin who thinks that her mother doesn't love her just because she moved away to get a different job, and left her with her father." Chester says.
"Did Tootie tell you that?" Timmy asks. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I'm glad I'm not the only kid with these kinds of problems," Timmy says.
"Well, yes, but she made me pinky promise not to tell anyone else. Especially her sister," Chester says. "The dad, who is my uncle, doesn't have a job either. And it's not because he has O.C.D., A.D.H.D., or is Autistic. He's just very lazy and arrogant. He won't work, or get a job," Chester says.
"There is Veronica too, but I don't know. If I started dating her, she would probably lose her popularity, even though she's in college now, but she still talks to Trixie a lot," Timmy says.
"Maybe just talk to Vicky? She already knows that your parents neglect you. You don't have to tell her that you love her or loved her though. She can just be your friend for now, maybe," Chester says.
"Thank you for the advice. I guess that I just wanted some reassurance that Francis is wrong about me never getting a girlfriend," Timmy says.
"Of course he's wrong. He's an idiot," Chester says.
"People like Francis just love to try to bring you down, but really, they're probably just insecure or hating their life. And you're welcome, Timmy," Chester says.
"I wouldn't be surprised if that's true," Timmy says, and then he rinses his face a third time. "Here goes nothing again," Timmy says, as he waves goodbye to Chester. "I'll see you later tonight in my bedroom for our video game playing," Timmy says to Chester.
"Sure thing, Timmy. And good luck with Vicky," Chester says.
"Thank you," Timmy says.
"You're welcome," Chester says.
Timmy leaves the boy's restroom, and then he walks towards Vicky. "Huh. I thought that someone was with you. What happened, Vicky?" Timmy asks.
"I don't really know. He mentioned that he had to help his sister with something, and then he left," Vicky says.
"Oh. Would, uh, you like to become friends with me?" Timmy asks.
"You mean, again? I'm sorry for ruining it the first time. I knew that Alyssa and Lauren would hear about it eventually, and your dad mentioned that in front of them one day. Well, he didn't know much about it, so he just said that we looked friendly that day. Not surprisingly, I don't have any other friends," Vicky says.
"You said that I saved you from that older man, the pizza delivery man," Timmy says.
"I-, uh, I don't think that I can explain that line right now," Vicky says nervously.
"So, is that a yes or a no to re-becoming friends, Vicky?" Timmy asks.
"That would be a yes, Timmy," Vicky says, as she smiles at him.
"Even though you don't deserve any of this stuff?" Timmy asks, as he quickly remembered her line before that she didn't deserve to be happy.
Vicky sighs. "That's mostly because I can't forgive myself for what I did to you and the other kids. I didn't mean to be so mean. This alter-ego, or whatever you wanna call it, just happened. If my mom and dad would just do their own damn job, and love both of their kids, this wouldn't have ever happened. It's like when you're driving a car, and you lose control of the car. I couldn't stop, or I had trouble trying to be who I really am. And maybe they would think I'm weak, or something, if I was kind to people," Vicky says.
"So, the real you is like Chloe Carmichael? My best friend. She told me that maybe you were just super lonely, and she also noticed that you don't seem to have a lot of friends, or any friends at all," Timmy says.
"I still don't really know much about her, but if she is kind, then, yes," Vicky says. "I know it seems crazy, but that's who I used to be, or still am, before Tootie was born. They loved me before. My parents. But then they got too obsessed with how cute Tootie is, or how special and beautiful she is. Their entire free time whenever they weren't working was spent with her. I had to have a babysitter, and I'm sorry for all of that. I seriously hated yelling at you to do your own chores, but I didn't think you would want to care about my pathetic life story," Vicky says.
"I'm so glad that I'm an only child," Timmy says.
"Let's just forget the past then. You can forgive yourself because I forgive you, Vicky," Timmy says.
"How can you do that? You can be pretty confusing as hell sometimes, I'm not going to lie. You hate me one day, and then save my life the next day. It's something that I could never understand. If the roles were reversed, and I didn't know the secrets of my babysitter, I don't think that I would do that. Save their life. You could have died, but you didn't," Vicky says.
"I don't even remember how I was able to escape from that cave with you. Do you remember? If you still remember all of that," Timmy says.
Going back to her question, Timmy thought about it. "Well, didn't we hug? That was one of the reasons. And I think that you mentioned something about your mother not telling you the truth about what happened to your turtle, or some type of pet that you once had," Timmy says.
"I only remember the drill-machine and you shooting the snowman with a snowball gun, and then you gave me a pink snowboard. I think it was pink anyways, and you had a green snowboard, I think," Vicky says.
Weird. "I don't know what those colors mean, if they mean anything at all, or not, but I've been seeing these colors a lot for the past couple of years, really," Timmy says.
"You also had goldfish that would never seem to die. Which is just strange, because you used to be called the world's worst pet owner," Vicky says.
"Whatever is going on, maybe I'm not supposed to know about it. But I do like you, Vicky. Not even you deserves to be forgotten by your parents," Timmy says.
"They would constantly forget when my birthday is too," Vicky says.
"I mean, I get what is so special about Tootie, but if you're going to have two kids, you need to love both of them," Timmy says.
"Not in the case of my parents. I'll see you later, Timmy," Vicky says. And then she walks away from Timmy.
Timmy smiles. "Now to go to the GameStop store." Timmy says, and then he walks into the GameStop store.
"And then take a shower whenever I will get home," Timmy also says to himself.
Timmy found the game that he thought Vicky might like. She needed something that had characters always being nice to her. Timmy smiles, as he walks towards the counter where the cashier is right now. Timmy holds the video game, and then he paid for the game.
Timmy puts the Animal Crossing: New Horizons game case into his backpack after he finished paying for the video game.
He definitely wouldn't say that it is his top favorite video game, but it does have great features, like decorating the island.
Timmy arrived home, and then he saw that his parents had left. He was used to that though.
He read a note from his parents.
We went to the grocery store, but we will be home later today. Maybe at around 5 or 6 P.M., depending on the line in the store. Chloe agreed to come over to stay with you in the meantime.
Love, Mom and Dad.
Chloe Carmichael quickly hugs Timmy. "Hi, Timmy! Your mom gave me the key. I hope that is okay. So, how are you feeling right now?" Chloe asks.
"I'm fine. I bought Animal Crossing: New Horizons for Vicky. I don't know if she even has a Nintendo Switch, but maybe. She does have a lot of money," Timmy says.
"I love that game! I'm still working on getting K.K. Slider to come to my island. Do you have a boyfriend in mind for Vicky?" Chloe asks.
"I know you were against that plan, but I hate to see her feeling worse than I always felt because of my parents not always wanting to spend time with me. Only on Christmas Day, or very few other days. All of the other days, they are super busy with work, or hating Mr. Dinkleberg, in my dad's case," Timmy says.
"His name is Eric, but I don't know if he is Vicky's boyfriend yet," Timmy says.
"Oh. I don't know him yet," Chloe says.
"He just moved here very recently," Timmy says.
"You could technically be with her yourself now that you are eighteen-years-old right now, but you're probably not in love with her," Chloe says.
Timmy hated lying, but he felt that the more people who knew his secret, the more likely it would be for Vicky to someday find about it.
"No, I'm not in love with Vicky. I never was in love with her. But she is my friend now," Timmy says.
"That's good. I thought she didn't want to be happy," Chloe says.
"She couldn't forgive herself for how she treated everyone," Timmy says.
"Oh, that makes sense. I get that way too whenever I messed something up by trying to be nice to monsters, or people," Chloe says.
"I'm going to get ready for Chester and A.J. to come over tonight, but you can stay here too, if you'd like to, Chloe," Timmy says.
Timmy walks upstairs, and then Chloe follows him.
Timmy knew that it was only a matter of time before someone else found out about it. He thought that if he just acted like he just wants to be friends with Vicky, people wouldn't think he loved her. "I just want to be happy, Chloe," Timmy says.
"Did you ever try telling your parents that they don't seem to want to spend time with you, Timmy?" Chloe asks.
"My dad is dim-witted, but my mom would probably listen to me. I don't know. I think that I tried before, but they were too busy with something else," Timmy says.
"Poor Vicky. Just imagine what she must have to go through every day," Chloe says.
"I'm trying my very best to help make her life better, but I don't know. I think that depends on her listening to me, and trying to forgive herself," Timmy says.
"You're a very good person, Timmy," Chloe says.
"Thank you, Chloe," Timmy says, as he starts to set up the game in his bedroom.
Chloe smiles at Timmy. She sits down next to Timmy. "You're welcome, Timmy. Hey, could you teach me to how to play this game?" Chloe asks.
"I don't think RPGs are for you, but okay," Timmy says, and then he starts to explain the game to her.
The Author's Notes:
Okay, the word count is five thousand, and seven hundred and six right now, at least according to my Microsoft Word, so I will end this Chapter right here, and a new Chapter for this fan-fiction will continue soon. As for everything else that I am writing, they all depend on whenever I will get the muse for a new Chapter, and whenever I am using my computer, and can get a break from doing chores. Feel free to review, or follow, or add this to your favs. Thank you! I appreciate it.