So the day of the official first date had arrived, and with it a pair of clowns decided to make the experience as embarrassing as possible. Somehow Seth and Chester had found out what day Timmy had invited Ryan to his house and had decided to act like overbearing chaperones. For two hours the brunette was forced to deal with his best friend teasingly barking orders about how to straighten up his house, to go put on nicer clothes, what snacks to lay out, even insisting the hall bathroom be white glove spotless. Next came his friend miserably failing at imitating 'the mom voice', the one that lets you know you're in deep shit, to insist that only G rated movies be watched. He then proceeded to neatly stack all the 'appropriate' movies he could find on the coffee table. It was only when the fed up teen threw a copy of Gone With the Wind at him that the blonde finally shut up.

Poor Timmy was enjoying a moment of blissful silence when the doorbell rang. The blonde jumped up, made a show of straightening his old, worn out clothes, and opened the door to greet the siblings. And so began the blonde boys making complete fools of themselves in order to embarrass the pair.

"Hello there, welcome to our home. Forgive the mess; Timmy isn't very good at cleaning."

Groaning from his spot on the couch, the teen chucked a movie from the Chester approved pile at his friend who was able to avoid being hit.

"Timothy that isn't polite!"

A few more niceties were exchanged between the 'adults' before Chester moved to let them in. Ryan slipped around the two to take a seat on the couch looking both highly annoyed and very amused. There was a jacket that he knew belonged to her brother around her shoulders that she quickly discarded.

"Young lady you put that coat back on this instant!"

"Shut it."

If the point of making his sister wear his jacket was for modesty's sake Timmy didn't understand the point. She was wearing a black t-shirt with 'Do not feed the zombies' in red and shorts. Not exactly a scandalous outfit that would warrant her brother's reaction to the loss of the coat. Then again, the two were just being idiots.

"Okay the annoying blonde boys can leave now." Ryan made a shooing motion with her hand.

"Hey," Chester dropped the polite guy persona, "what part of we're gonna chaperone you two did you not get?"

Seth crossed his arms and nodded in agreement.

Oh shit, they were totally serious about that weren't they?

"You said you'd pick me up later meaning you leave and come back."

"Did I say that?" When his sister nodded, he went outside, closing the door, and then came back inside. "Okay I left and came back, any other objections?"

Time to change tactics. The brunette got up to face the other boys. "Come on guys, we can all hang out and watch movies another time."

Neither moved. That left him with only one other option, dirty tactics. Luckily his friends had shared with the siblings and their friends about the horror that was his tenant so this would work nicely. Seth was pretty terrified of the evil redheaded babysitter who was one of Dimmsdale's very own urban legends.

"Well if you guys don't go then Vicky might come down." Ha, both of their faces dropped. "See she's been bitching me out whenever anyone comes over so if she sees I've got more people over than I told her about….well Chester you remember what she's like, can't imagine she'd hold back like she used to."

Both blondes shared a look before 'remembering' they'd already made plans to be somewhere. One quick threat and a reminder of what time the older teen would be back to pick her up and the two were gone.

Plopping back down on the couch the pair enjoyed the silence for a few minutes. The tiny blonde smirked at him, "she's not even home is she?"

He grinned, "nope."

"Bravo."

"Thanks."

"So Turner, what're we watching?" She was going through the pile on the coffee table.

"Ignore those; you can pick one from the shelf. I'm going to make some popcorn."

When he came back she was clutching a movie with a huge grin on her face. She insisted on him not knowing what it was until the title screen came on so he let her put it in the player while he turned the tv on. Ryan practically skipped back to the couch and sat down next to him. Unconsciously he scooted away from her a bit, a habit he'd developed over the past two years. Her smile faltered some which made him feel bad so he gave her an apologetic look. Unlike his friends she didn't believe him when he said he was okay or fall for many of his fake smiles. However he didn't feel like explaining himself.

"Why do you call me Turner all the time?"

"It's your name isn't it?"

"Most people in America don't call their friends by their last name."

"If I recall correctly someone introduced himself by his last name."

"Fair enough."

He handed her the popcorn bowl and skipped to the main screen, laughing when he saw what she had picked. Sweeny Todd, of course she'd pick that one. A handful of popcorn was thrown at him as he started the movie. Unfazed he ate a piece that had landed on his shirt. The blonde glared at him until the first song started and soon they were both singing along, Timmy only knew some of the lyrics so he made up the parts he didn't know. His improvised lyrics were stupid but they made her laugh. Once Todd got to the pie shop and the pale proprietress appeared the blonde squealed in delight.

More singing and ill-fitting made up lyrics followed. It wasn't until the part where the kid found a toe in one of the pies came on that he realized he'd been scooting closer to her. When had that happened? Besides his sister he didn't like being close to other people. Sure his friends would get close but it wasn't like he had a choice, especially with Chester, idiot would simply tackle-hug him out of the blue or throw an arm around him. And pushing his friends away would freak them out more than he already had so he dealt with it. But this, he liked.

Green eyes suddenly turned to look at him, making him look back at the tv and try to ignore the heat rising in his cheeks. Glad to know he was an awkward around girls as ever, why couldn't that have changed? Oh yeah, because he was too busy keeping everyone out to deal with his own problems to bother improving his social skills. No wonder his ex left him. No! That bitch would not turn his thoughts sour, not now. Shoving those thoughts back into some corner of his mind, the brunette turned his attention back to the movie. Or he tried to; the feeling of a pair of eyes staring at you kind of makes paying attention to anything hard. He looked at his friend out of the corner of his eye to see her frowning at him.

"What?"

For a second it looked like she'd try to talk to him but then she shrugged and turned her attention back to the movie.

Once the credits started rolling he asked if she wanted to order pizza or wait. Loud noises from both their stomachs made the decision for them causing both to laugh.

After ordering they moved into the kitchen to grab some drinks and chat.

"Does she really have a problem with you having people over?"

"Hasn't complained yet so I guess not."

"So where is this demon woman anyway?"

He shrugged, "no idea, work maybe."

"Is she really as terrible as you guys make her out to be?"

"In the past yeah, she's kind of kept to herself since moving in but so far she hasn't acted like her old self."

"Okay so if she's supposedly," yeah Ryan's convinced all the Dimmsdale kids are exaggerating a lot when Vicky's brought up, "such a terrible person why wouldn't you tell your dad and have her kicked out?"

That…was an excellent question that he still couldn't really answer. Part of it was knowing she didn't have anywhere to go and her being, well nice. Something told him that wasn't the whole reason, probably had something to do with him being more forgiving than most. He wasn't sure so he just shrugged.

The blonde poked his cheek and smiled. "You're a good guy Timmy Turner." Shaking his head he took a sip from his cup not seeing the wicked grin on her face, "bet she was your first crush."

Cue the burning sensation of carbonated soda exiting nose while some was inhaled into his lungs. Wide eyed he looked at her, surprised to see a mischievous look that resembled the one's he got from a certain ex-babysitter, as he coughed. It took a few minutes for him to stop coughing long enough to speak.

"Hell no!"

"Blush plus denial equals lying."

"There is no way in hell I have ever had romantic feelings for that psychotic bitch ever. She's one of the cruelest people to ever walk the face of this planet who made my friends and me miserable for years. That wasn't even remotely funny!" Ryan started laughing during his rant hence the reason for that last remark.

Suddenly a loud bang came from the front door making them both jump. Speak of the devil and he shall appear, there was Vicky standing in the doorway that connected the living room and kitchen with one hand on her hip and the other holding a couple pizza boxes.

The sound of tires screeching down the street broke the silence and the brunette turned to look at the older woman. His disapproving look had no effect on her; she innocently tilted her head to the side.

"What's that look for Twerp?"

"What'd you do to the delivery guy?"

"All I did was step out of my car, guy looked like he'd seen a ghost," she smirked, "told me the food was on him and left."

Timmy sighed knowing full well the poor guy had suffered at the redhead's hands at some point. To his amazement she walked around him and held out her free hand to the blonde.

"Psychotic bitch roommate Vicky, you must be the new girl Twerp here is crushing on."

They shook hands. "Ryan, Nice to finally put a face to the stories."

How quickly the atmosphere in a room changes when two people decide they don't like each other. Pleasant smiles did little to stop tension from filling the room. How the hell they decided in a few seconds that they didn't like each other he didn't know, was that a girl thing? This was going to be a problem.

Still smiling the older woman set the boxes on the counter, took a couple slices from one of them, and walked back out. But she didn't go upstairs; instead she started another movie in the living room. He apologized to Ryan, offering to ask his roommate to go to her room but the blonde told him it was alright. They put some pizza on plates and went back into the living room to see The Last Exorcism part II playing. And Vicky sitting in the middle of the couch. The teens sat on either side of her for lack of a better idea of what to do, although he suspected the blonde refused to let the redhead know she was bothered by the other's behavior. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a smirk slip through his roommate's blank expression for a fraction of a second. Great.

Halfway through the movie Ryan was watching the movie through her fingers, Timmy was enjoying the film, and Vicky was on the edge of her seat smiling. More than once the redhead had scared the blonde. Soon the brunette forced his roommate to switch seats to keep her from scaring his friend anymore. Not that it kept her from trying to get the younger girl worked up.

He did his best to keep the peace. Sadly there's not much he could do because Vicky is, well Vicky. She still scared the hell out of him.

Finally the movie was over and Seth was outside waiting for his sister to come out so they could go home. The teens were in the kitchen putting food up.

"I'm really sorry about Vicky, she usually stays in her room when people come over."

"It's not your fault, she's a bitch."

"And you aren't?" Shit.

Pink eyes were filled with hate as they looked at the blonde. Seriously what the hell made them hate each other so quick? "Ya know, little brats like you always repulsed me. Play sweet for a while then go in for the kill." She crossed the room to stand in front of the smaller girl, evil grin on her face. "Girls like you make people like me look like saints." Then she hissed something in Ryan's ear that he couldn't hear. Whatever it was pissed the blonde off. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes before she ran out of the house.

He called out to her but she ignored him. The car was already out of his driveway by the time he got to the front door. When he turned around his roommate had a very smug look on her face as she said good night and went upstairs.

What the fuck just happened?!