Always roll with the punches
-previously
Timmy looked down at his godparents, who looked back up at him in their goldfish forms. The three of them looked back out the window, hearing the sounds of the Teens getting into a fight once again.
Timmy hopped off from the living room couch while holding his fishbowl that held his fairy godparents posing as goldfish within it, his parents came back into the living with their coats on for the night.
His dad smiled down at him as his parents stood over by the front door, "Be on your best behavior Timmy for the babysitter!" Mr. Turner remarked to Timmy.
The occupants of the house soon had their attention brought to the front door when the sound of a chainsaw echoed from outside, Timmy's dad had an obvious smile on his face. "Must be the neighbor next door doing some late night tree cutting!" Mr. Turner reason with a cheerful smile
"That's it Ricky! Time to show you why no one messes with Vicky!" The female babysitter yelled outside, the sound of a chainsaw could be heard revved up in the meanwhile
Timmy's eyes widened with his pupils contracted in worry for Ricky…kinda?
A mower engine could be heard getting started up, followed up by Ricky's manic laugh. "I see your chainsaw, and I raise you a Gibson bass guitar! Hahahah!" Soon the sounds of chainsaw teeth grinding into metal, and the strum of a bass guitar hitting something could be heard repeatedly in several strikes.
Timmy's expression changed to relief, and exhaustion. He was in for another night with the two babysitters, wasn't he?
"What kind of blasted guitar is that!?" Vicky shrieked in anger, followed by more clangs and bangs of a guitar and chainsaw.
"Never question the craftsmanship of an Azureglo Rickenbacker electric bass guitar Vicky!" Ricky refuted back as the teens fought outside 'offscreen'.
Timmy's dad smiled over at his wife, "Our Neighbors are quite busy at night, don't you say hon?" He jested, earning both him and Mrs. Turner to laugh at the situation.
A clang went off next, followed by the sight of Timmy seeing through the front window a chainsaw fly off in the air over into the neighbor's yard. The sounds of glass breaking, a car alarm could be heard going off, followed by a thwack and Vicky letting out a squawk of pain with a sound of her landing into the bushes nearby.
"Batter up!" Ricky guffawed outside at Vicky's expense
Timmy's dad made his way to the front door, "Anyways champ, we got you two babysitters for the night!" Mr. Turner exclaimed.
At the mention of 'babysitters', a candle atop the nearby table blew out, a wolf howled in the distance, a car crash could be heard, and it finished off with someone screaming 'my leg!'
Inside Timmy's fishbowl, Cosmo glanced at Wanda with a worried expression. "Oh no! It's gonna be Vicky the babysitter!" He exclaimed.
Timmy's dad opened the door once the doorbell rang; There stood Ricky with scuff marks across his body, his clothes torn up a bit, soot covered his face, and his hair was a bit disheveled. The teen had an excited smile on his face as he waved at the Turners, "Yo, Ricky is in the house!" He announced as smoke could still be seen wafting from where he crashed his blimp, the mention of his name caused the flower vase by the front door to shatter.
"Oh no, it's crazy Ricky!" Cosmo corrected himself from inside the fishbowl
Mr. Turner grinned at Ricky, "Good of you to make it Ricky!" He remarked, before frowning while tapping his lip in thought. "Did you run into Vicky on the way by chance?" He asked the teen.
Before Ricky could respond, Vicky could be heard letting out a shriek of a warcry as she lunged and kicked Ricky into the house and over on the floor at Timmy's feet face down. Vicky had twigs stuck in her hair and scuffed marks on her soot covered face, she smiled generously at Mister Turner. "Right here Mr and Mrs. Turner! It's me, Vicky!" She announced herself while holding her hands together in a charming manner to beguile her real personality.
The flowers that now laid on the nearby table that once sat in a vase stiffened up with a shriek, before all its petals wilted off at the mention of Vicky announcing herself.
Within Timmy's fishbowl, Wanda glanced at Cosmo with a peculiar look. "You can't spell Vicky without Icky." She remarked.
Ricky picked himself up off the floor to look down at Timmy, completely ignoring the talking fish for obvious reasons to himself. "Sup lil sprout!" He exclaimed with a grin.
Timmy looked up at Ricky with a cautious gaze, "uh, hey Ricky." He responded as he held his fishbowl with his godparents inside it.
Over with the Turners, Timmy's dad was the one to speak up. "We'll be back really late, so just have one of you two tuck Timmy in at nine." Mister Turner instructed Vicky before leaving with his wife out through the front door.
Vicky cheerfully waved the parents off, before shutting the front door with her expression changing to one of annoyance and anger. "Alright twerp!" She started to say while turning around to look over at Timmy. "Time for bed!" Vicky snapped at him with a glare.
Timmy glanced at Ricky, who looked back with a shrug. Vicky stomped over towards Ricky and glared into his face, "And stop trying to ruin my babysitting gig!" She yelled into his face, causing Ricky's hair and face to cartoonishly blow back from the force of Vicky's yell.
Ricky promptly grabbed Vicky's face after his face returned to normal, "It's only six pm Vicky!" He exclaimed, before Vicky grabbed the offending hand on her face off of her and gripped Ricky's wrist in a crushing grip.
Ricky kept a smarmy grin as his wrist was getting crushed, irking Vicky even more. "It's nine pm on the east coast, so bed!" Vicky yelled towards Timmy.
With his other free hand, Rick threw a punch into Vicky's face with a grin. "And on the opposite side where we live on Earth, it's six in the morning!" He disputed at the dazed face of Vicky as she released his wrist from getting punched in her face, Ricky followed up his punch by grabbing Vicky's face with the hand he punched her with and threw her into the kitchen. "Why don't you make breakfast!" Ricky laughed as Vicky crashed into the kitchen with the sounds of pot and pans getting scattered.
Ricky glanced down at Timmy with a grin as he placed his hands on his hips, "Feel free to watch some television squirt, this will be one of those nights again." He remarked with amusement.
Timmy smiled back up at Ricky before walking over to the couch, far be it for him to refuse the suggestion…so long as Ricky keeps Vicky occupied. Timmy placed his fishbowl aside on the end table by the couch with his godparents still posing as goldfish, and grabbed the remote sitting nearby to surf through a few channels.
From inside the fishbowl, Cosmo glanced up at Timmy. "Ooh, let's watch a cooking channel!" He suggested.
"Nah." Timmy refused the idea as he passed over a few channels, he eventually landed on a cop chase channel with footage from earlier today.
"Hey, isn't that Ricky's Van?" Wanda asked as she watched the police chase on the television.
Timmy blinked as he watched an old lady speed off with several dozen police cars chasing after her, "..." Timmy tried to think of something to say, "I think I should be asking why a granny is speeding." He remarked to his godparents.
Vicky could be heard screaming in rage as she stomped her way out of the kitchen, making her way over towards Ricky with her fists clenched. "I'll show you who'll be the one to make breakfast at night!" Vicky snapped at Ricky.
Ricky held his arms out in a welcoming gesture with a smirk, "oh, you're approaching me, when we already tussled outside?" He taunted Vicky with a derisive laugh.
'MENACING'
Vicky continued to stomp towards Ricky while rolling up her sleeves of her green tee shirt, "I can't kick your teeth in if I don't get any closer!" The teen girl raged back at Ricky as she stormed towards the other teenager.
A loud nonsensical heartbeat could be heard as Ricky faced off against Vicky.
Timmy glanced up in confusion at the air, "uh…you guys feel that?" He asked.
Wanda glances around with a peculiar look in her eyes, "Is there something we're not getting?" She asked before glancing at Cosmo who looked over with a smile at Wanda.
"I never get anything in most conversations!" Cosmo remarked with an oblivious smile at Wanda.
Back over with the two teens, Ricky has a confident smirk visible on his face as he goads Vicky on. "Oh ho, then come as close as you like!" Ricky challenged Vicky, before striding towards Vicky as well.
Timmy glanced over from the couch to see the absurd confrontation of Ricky and Vicky, but brought his attention back to the television with an eye roll. It was going to be another of those nights he supposed, Timmy turned the volume up on the remote he held as the two teenagers promptly broke out into another brawl.
Timmy's vision was momentarily obscured as Ricky and Vicky rolled along the ground with fists flying at each other, he leaned to the side a bit to see the tv while turning the volume up a bit more on the remote. Timmy momentarily watched the teenagers finally move out of sight with their fight, before returning to watch his favorite cartoon show now playing.
The teenager's fight eventually took them out of sight out into the kitchen, Timmy made a point to ignore the scuffle and enjoy his cartoon program after dealing with a stressful day of being a kid. Timmy cringed in shock when he heard a glass door break right after the sound of a thwack.
"You kicked me through the sliding door!" Ricky shouted with a tinged of humor to his tone.
Vicky could be heard laughing at Ricky's expense, "Just wait till mr. And mrs Turner return, you were after all the one that broke it!" The teen girl laughed at Ricky's predicament.
"That's where you're wrong Vicky! For Crazy Ricky's Odd Services has the skills and know how to fix this problem!" Ricky guffawed with a manic laugh.
"What are you even on about now?" Vicky asked in anger and confusion.
Timmy watched as Ricky could be heard brushing the glass off of him, and zooming off out from the kitchen and out through the front door. Walking from out of the kitchen with a confused look, Vicky's hair was disheveled now and had more scuff marks on her face. The teen girl glanced at Timmy with a smirk, "Well now-" she began to say, believing Ricky had left for a good while.
Timmy looked towards Vicky with worry, only to be relieved when Ricky reappeared at the front door and cut Vicky off from speaking her next words. "Have no fear, Crazy Ricky is here!" The teen boy declares with an excited expression and a finger pointed up with his arm up in the air, his announcement of himself had a car crash echo in the distance followed by another cry of 'my leg!'. Ricky glanced behind him with a quizzical look, but shrugged it off and entered back into the Turner's home. The teen now wore denim overalls with various paint splotches all over it, on his waist were all manner of tools.
Vicky glowered at Ricky as he pulled a large glass door from the outside, and deftly carried it under one arm into the kitchen. The teen whistled a jaunty tune as he approached Vicky, the teen girl had a conniving look on her face as she brought her foot out to trip Ricky.
"Oopsy daisy!" Ricky guffawed as he tripped over Vicky's foot, only to roll along the ground while the glass sliding door was thrown into the air towards the back of the kitchen. Vicky's expression soured when somehow the door slotted straight into the sliding doorway, knocking out the broken one in the process to replace it. Ricky slammed upside down against the wall beside the sliding doorway, he faced Vicky with an upside down cheeky grin as he looked at her from his position.
Vicky's clenched fists shook as she glared at her nemesis, her face began to turn red in anger.
Ricky brought his arm and hand out to give her a thumbs up, "Ricky and Vicky's repair business, good forward thinking there! Hey how's about we work togeth-" he remarked in amusement, and was cut off in his sentence when Steam blew out of Vicky's ears as she lunged at Ricky with an anger filled shriek, "I'll show you forward thinking!"
Timmy sighed to himself as he took his fishbowl to go upstairs to his room, it was definitely going to be one of those nights. He supposed he can play his video games he wished for on the new Television in his room.
Inside the fishbowl, Wanda glanced over and smiled at Cosmo. "I have to say, at least Ricky is always prepared!" She noted.
Cosmo had an endearing look given towards his fairy wife, "What's that old saying that's been going around?" He asked before making a quote, "If a woman doesn't find you handsome, she should at least find you handy?" Cosmo mused with his wife, getting them both to giggle at the jest from Cosmo.