Thursday

"Timmy? Did you get a Halloween costume yet?"

"Nah, I think I'll sit out Halloween this year."

"What?!" Timmy's mother gaped at him.

"What?!" Followed by his father.

"What?!" and then Vicky, who was eating dinner with them for some reason. "I thought you were going trick-or-treating? We had plans and everything..." Vicky had an almost hurt tone in her voice.

Timmy immediately picked up on this and looked at her nervously. His parents being so close while Vicky spoke about what was very nearly a date unnerved him.

"Timmy, you always go trick-or-treating with Chester and AJ!"

"I dunno Mom... I'm just not really feeling it this year..." it was the truth, he really wasn't. Partly because he would rather stay home with Vicky, partly because he had an uneasy feeling about Halloween this year.

Yes, Timmy Turner was smitten with Vicky to the point that he would rather spend the night with her than go and get a mountain of candy. The love bug bit him hard.

"Are you sure son?" His father spoke up. "That's a lot of candy you're missing out on... and Halloween only comes once a year..."

"I know, but..."

"Come on Timmy... I'll make it worth your while..." Vicky grinned evilly at him.

He once again glanced over at his parents, who were completely oblivious to Vicky's remark and what it really meant.

"Aren't you supposed to be evil?"

Vicky shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. "You shouldn't say such things about your favorite babysitter..." looking down as she spoke, she was just trying to make him feel bad, despite the fact that all he was trying to do was obfuscate any signs of their relationship from his parents.

He felt her playfully nudging his foot from under the table. "Where would I even get a good costume? The only ones left by now are probably terrible..."

"You leave that to me! I'll get you a great Halloween costume, just you wait."

He wasn't sure he liked the idea, knowing Vicky, she might just make him dress up as a girl. "I think I might want to go with you to get my costume..."

"Don't trust me?" Vicky continued to speak in that Diabetes inducing tone.

"No." Timmy deadpanned at her.

"Timmy, we've told you before, be nice to Vicky, she goes out of her way to take care of you."

"Your mothers right son, Vicky actually convinced us to not send you to the Learnatorium, have you thanked her for that?"

"You did?" he had no idea that these events had transpired.

"Um..." Vicky had a barely noticeable pink tint to her cheeks. "Yeah... I know you don't like it there, so..."

"Oh... um... thanks." it really shouldn't have surprised him, Vicky did look out for him pretty often since they had started going out, he just never realized that she was the one who was making his life easier behind the scenes. He knew she was the one who had beaten Francis to within an inch of his life, but he didn't know she convinced his parents not to send him to the Learnatorium, or Boot Camp, or some other horrible place.

"Mm-hm!"

"There, that's much better! Have you reconsidered? About going out, I mean."

"I guess so... Alright, I will!"

"Great, your father and I can have the house to ourselves and you can stay at Vicky's tomorrow night!"

"Guess now I know why they wanted me to go trick-or-treating so bad..."

"You mean I'll have my favorite little angel all to myself?" Vicky spoke with barely contained glee.

"You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not! I have a few other kids that I'm babysitting tomorrow night, it'll be like a sleepover!"

Timmy was happy about the prospect of sleeping at Vicky's house, but his happiness was immediately dashed when he realized that Chester, Tootie, AJ, and who knows who else would be there too, forcing him to keep his affections to a minimum.

"Thank you Vicky, we can always count on you!"

"No problem Mr. and Mrs. Turner!"

"Hm... you two should still be able to get a costume if you leave now..."

"Great idea! C'mon Timmy, let's go!" Vicky grabbed Timmy from his seat and rushed out the door with him.

"Where are we even going?!" Timmy exclaimed as Vicky tossed him into her car.

"There's a store that opens up near the mall every Halloween, they should still have a decent supply of stuff remaining."

"Are- are you going trick-or-treating?"

"Well... I do have to keep an eye on you kids... but I might get in a bit of trick-or-treating... Oh! That reminds me! Call Veronica!" she tossed Timmy her phone.

"What's her number? Also, why?"

"First, it's in there. Second, because I said I'd bring her trick-or-treating, so call and make sure she has a costume."

After searching Vicky's phone, he found Veronica's number and called it.

"Vicky?"

"Timmy, actually. Vicky wanted me to call and see if you have a costume."

"For what?"

"Trick-or-treating? For Halloween? Candy?"

"Oh, I'm not going."

"You're not?" Timmy's face fell slightly, which Vicky immediately noticed.

"Nah, I'm getting too old to do that..."

"You just turned twelve!"

"Well... I mean... the other kids aren't going, so... I figured..."

"You mean Tad, Chad, and Trixie?"

"Well... Trixie might be going, she wouldn't really tell me. But I don't even have a costume..."

"Can you hold on a sec?"

"Sure."

Timmy covered the speaker and looked at Vicky. "She's not going, doesn't have a costume..."

Vicky responded by swerving and turning the car around. "Tell her to get dressed, we're coming over!"

"Um... Veronica? Ignoring the fact that Vicky almost just killed us in a car accident, she wants me to tell you to get dressed. We're coming to pick you up."

"For what?"

"To get a costume silly! Get dressed, we'll be there in..."

Veronica looked out her bedroom window to see Vicky's car in the driveway.

"Now. Apparently."

Vicky stuck her head out the window and waved. "Hey Veronica!"

"Um... I'll be down in a few..." Veronica put her phone down and put on her regular clothes, not written here because it's redundant to keep writing it, you guys know what she wears by now. Then went outside and got into Vicky's car. "So, Halloween costume shopping?"

"Yep! You got money?"

"I have some-"

"No worries! I got ya both covered!"

Timmy and Veronica exchanged unsure glances, then thanked Vicky.

0o0o0

Arriving at the Halloween store, Vicky took the lead and Timmy and Veronica fell into step behind her. "So, any idea what you wanna go as?" Vicky called over her shoulder at the two tweens.

"Well... not really, I wasn't even gonna go..."

"Me neither..."

"So you want me to pick your costumes out?"

Timmy thought carefully about her offer. "What'd you have in mind?"

Vicky stopped in front of a 'Little Bo Peep' outfit. "How about this? You can wear this, and Veronica can dress up as a sheep!"

"I'm gonna go with... No."

"Ugh... no sense of adventure... What about this?" Vicky pointed to a Japanese schoolgirl outfit."

"Again, I'm afraid I'll have to pass."

"Hm... Oh! What about this one?" Vicky now held a costume labeled as 'Sexy Nurse'.

"Are you even trying here? I'm not dressing as a girl in any form for Halloween!"

Vicky groaned loudly. "Fine. We'll go look for 'boys' costumes... Killjoy."

During this whole exchange, Vicky held a serious, straight face. Veronica, on the other hand, was barely containing her laughter with each new costume.

"I'm glad you think this is funny."

"I'm sorry... hehehe... it's just too-!" Veronica covered her mouth with her hands, trying to cover up the fit of giggles.

"Maybe you'd like to dress up as the sexy nurse?" Timmy spoke half serious, half mockingly.

"Please. I have some dignity." Veronica rolled her eyes and walked passed him, finally getting her giggling under control.

"Well, you need to pick something, and sorry to say, there really isn't much of a selection..."

"That's your guys' fault, if you had gotten your costumes weeks ago, you wouldn't have this problem..."

"What are you going as Vicky?"

"The same thing I go as every year, a witch."

"Not gonna change it up?"

"I might... you'll have to wait and see. Now, focus! You both need costumes!"

After much searching(most of which was rather fruitless), Timmy had decided on a modern-day vampire-esque Halloween costume, though he made sure it didn't bear any resemblance to a certain vampire from a certain novel, it was more... twenty-first century Dracula, though he insisted on keeping the cape. And Veronica had decided on dressing as a 'White Mage', stating she was a big fan of video game cosplaying, despite not usually getting the chance to do so.

"I wouldn't have pegged you as a gamer Veronica."

"I wouldn't have pegged you as a lover of vampire romance novels, Timmy." she was clearly mocking him.

"H-hey! I'm not! I just don't have much to work with here..." Timmy looked down, slightly embarrassed at his chosen costume.

"Hey, I'm just messing around, I'm sure you'll pull it off fine."

"...Thanks..."

"You could tell me that I'll look good too..."

"I didn't think I had to, you know that you're gonna make whatever you wear look good."

"Ever the charmer, eh Twerp?" Vicky stepped out from behind a nearby rack. "You two all set?"

"I guess so..."

"Yep!" Veronica was obviously getting into the Halloween season, while Timmy was steadily feeling less sure about his choice of costume.

"Fantastic. Now, let's pay for them and be off, I have to make a call for the last part of my costume."

"Oh? So you are switching it up this year?"

"Just a little..." Vicky had a knowing smile on her face, though what exactly it was that she knew eluded Timmy.

After paying for the Halloween costumes, driving Veronica home, and saying goodbye to her, Timmy and Vicky were on their way back to his house.

"So, you wanna stay at your house tonight? Or mine?"

"By 'yours' you mean Remy's, right?"

"Well, yeah. Not much point in hanging around my house when we've got a whole mansion to explore."

"How um- How did Tootie take the news about us?"

"Hm? Fine, as far as I know. Haven't you talked to her?"

"Yeah, I see her everyday. It's just that... you and I have never come up. I wasn't really sure of her opinion on the matter."

"Well, like I said, she seems to be fine, likely because she's seeing Trixie now, even if she won't really admit it. According to her, they aren't dating, they're 'testing the water', but it sure looks like dating from my point of view."

"Look at it from her perspective, she's twelve, she is just now getting on to the dating scene and trying to figure herself out. It probably feels safer for her to say they aren't 'really' dating, easier to wrap her mind around, y'know?"

"You're twelve."

"I'm also partially insane, as you've pointed out."

"There's that, I suppose."

"At any rate, I'll grab some stuff from my house when you bring me there. I'm sure my parents want all the alone time they can get." Timmy shuddered as he spoke.

"And then, we can get some alone time..."

He knew what she was suggesting, judging by her tone, and he blushed at this. "Heheh... yeah..."

Once they arrived, Timmy told Vicky to wait in the car.

"Hey, don't think that just because you're my boyfriend, you get to order me around."

"I just figured that since I'll be right out, it would make more sense for you to stay here..."

Vicky seemed to consider this for several seconds before replying. "Proceed."

Timmy exited the car, ran to his front door, opened it and sprinted upstairs. Who knew what his parents had planned to get 'in the mood' as they put it, but whatever it was, it didn't sound like something he wanted to stick around for. As he ran to his room, he was suddenly stopped by his parents, who had just exited their bedroom, giggling like school children.

"Uh... Hey Mom and Dad, just thought I'd let you know, I'm staying at Vicky's tonight, that way you two can get some extra time to yourselves."

"Oh, did Vicky suggest it? She's always so thoughtful!"

"Yep! She sure is!"

"Wait a minute. Aren't you usually terrified of Vicky? Why the sudden change?"

"Crap." "I uh... thought about what you said and am now trying to be nicer to Vicky?" "Please work..."

"Oh? That's very big of you Timmy, we're both so proud that you're growing up! Have a nice time at Vicky's!"

"Thanks, I will!" "Phew. Dodged a bullet there..." As his parents left, Timmy entered his room and grabbed a few changes of clothes, and Cosmo and Wanda's fishbowl.

"Where are we going Sport?"

"Vicky's house, I'm staying over so my parents can... do... stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" Cosmo asked.

"Stuffy... stuff?" Timmy had a pretty good idea after Vicky's... demonstration when she was sick, but the thought of his parents doing... stuff... it unnerved him for some reason, the less he thought about it, the better. "Ask Wanda."

Cosmo turned to Wanda. "When you're older sweetie."

Timmy passed his parents as he left. "Bye Mom, Dad. I'll see you Saturday!"

"Bye Timmy!" Both spoke in unison, then rushed upstairs to their room, giggling all the while.

Timmy shuddered again, though he didn't know why, then left the house and got back into Vicky's car.

"Bringing the fish?"

"My parents can't be relied on to keep them fed, considering what happened to my cat, my hamster, my guinea pig, my dog, my turtle, my other fish, my parakeet..."

"Alright, I get the message."

0o0o0

After arriving at Remy's house, the two had decided to go for a swim in the indoor pool. Well, mostly Vicky.

"Y'know..." Timmy looked over at Vicky, who was reclining on a pool float. "We need to get more friends... or at least invite over those we already have. This place is kinda empty..." he dived down and reappeared next to her float, resting his arms on the float and his head on them.

"I don't know..." Vicky moved from her relaxed position to look at him fully. "We still need to keep our relationship on the DL, y'know?"

"DL?"

"Down-low. Secret."

"Ah, gotcha." He dived again and reappeared several feet away. "But, we don't have to act all relationship-y when our friends are around..."

"Timmy, as you know from our last little escapade that ended in this very room; I'm not very good at self control..."

Timmy blushed darkly as he was reminded once again of what took place in the pool room. "I- I'm sure you can handle yourself... this place just feels... I don't know, lonely? With just the two of us I mean."

"Maybe... but-"

He was suddenly in front of her face, having dived again without her notice. "What's really eating you? You're the adult in this relationship, I know you can control yourself if you really want to, so what's up?"

"I-" Vicky half-growled, half-groaned. "Your friends... well, y'know."

"Oh... right..." Timmy somehow forgot that Vicky used to torture him and his friends on a daily basis, so they likely wouldn't be too keen on spending an afternoon alone with her. In a huge house. Which may or may not have devious traps in it.

"Besides..." Vicky wrapped her arms around his neck, made all the more awkward by the pool float becoming more unsteady. "I much prefer to have you all to myself..."

"What about tomorrow? You said Tootie and the rest would be here."

"I had to make an exception to convince your parents that nothing is going on between us..."

"Like they suspect something in the first place..." Timmy's face fell slightly.

"True enough, but better safe than sorry." Vicky leaned in to kiss him, but instead caused the pool float to tip over, plunging the both of them into the water.

Vicky surfaced first, spitting water out in a stream as she did. "Should've seen that coming..."

She was suddenly aware of the hands on her shoulders and the breath on her neck, causing her to shudder. "At least it's a heated pool..."

"I'll say..." Vicky dove this time, spun around underwater and grabbed Timmy so she was facing him before resurfacing. "Much better."

"I'm becoming a big fan of the pool room."

"As am I..."

Friday, Halloween...

"Rise and shine Twerp!" Vicky called as she pulled the curtains aside.

"Blah..." Timmy wrapped himself in a blanket, not even his head was left uncovered.

"C'mon! You have to go to school!"

"What?!" Timmy shot up from the bed, still wearing just his swim trunks. "Aw... I forgot..."

"That's why I got you up early!"

"Don't do that sweet voice this early... especially when we're talking about school..." getting out of bed, he grabbed some clothes and headed into the the bathroom.

Vicky walked over to the door and leaned against it, still wearing the bikini from last night. "Don't worry, it's only seven, you'll make it there on time."

"You giving me a ride?"

"You mean to school, or on the bed?"

"To school, Perv."

She may not have been able to see his face, but she could tell from his voice that he was blushing. "So easy..."

Timmy may have been made privy to the term sexual innuendo and what it usually entailed(especially in Vicky's case), but that didn't mean he was at all comfortable with it. Now that he knew what it was, he was almost constantly finding himself blushing like an idiot during conversations with Vicky, or when he thought back to conversations with her.

Timmy exited the bathroom to find Vicky leaning on the wall just outside the door, still wearing next to nothing. "Are you gonna put some clothes on, or just drive me to school like that?"

"Hm... do you want me to drive you to school in a bikini?"

"No."

"Ya sure...?"

"Yes, I'm sure. It's too cold out for you to be wearing that for one. And I really don't want my friends to see you like that."

"Embarrassed?"

"No..."

"Oh, so possessive." she grinned at him slyly.

"Just get dressed before you make me late." he was slowly pushing her into the bathroom.

"Calm down, calm down. We have plenty of time." Vicky shut the door and turned on the shower.

"...Might as well go have some breakfast..." he took out his map of the house and began what could possibly be a long journey to the kitchen. When he finally arrived, he found Vicky sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal. "How did you beat me here?!"

"These..." Vicky looked at the box. "Timmy-Os are awful! Are they for pack mules?!" she was apparently ignoring his question.

"I... do not understand the question."

"You don't like these, do you?"

"No... that's just the only cereal we have..."

"Well, they're awful. I'm gonna get something else while I'm out. Requests?"

"Something with sugar, lots of sugar." Timmy sat down and poured himself a bowl of the oat cereal.

"So, ready for tonight?"

"Guess so. You get what you needed for your costume?"

"Yeah-huh."

"Gonna tell me what it is?"

"Nuh-uh."

"A hint?"

"I think you'll really like it."

"Not much of a hint..."

"It's all you're getting. Ready to go to school?" Vicky stood and tossed her bowl and spoon into the sink, which were quickly picked up and cleaned by a maid. "Thanks."

"Yeah..."

"Wow... it almost seems like you don't want to go to school or something..."

Vicky headed out, followed by Timmy, and to her car.

0o0o0

Timmy arrived at school without incident, nobody seemed to have noticed that Vicky was the one to drop him off and the day progressed rather smoothly, except for Crocker once again pestering him and the rest of his class about fairies and magical creatures, citing that there were 'strange energies' at work because it was Halloween.

Chester had a bit of fun by making his phone emit a 'Cuckoo' sound at the end of every rant by Crocker, causing the classroom to erupt into laughter at several instances.

Yep, all was well... Until lunch.

"So Timmy, I saw that Vicky gave you a ride to school today." Chester stated plainly.

"Ah crap..." "Yeah, my parents are making me stay at her house for a few days..."

"You still going trick-or-treating?" AJ queried.

"Yeah, I almost didn't, but I'm going."

"You don't sound very happy..." AJ then looked at Tootie. "Matter of fact... Tootie? You've been kinda down too today."

Tootie looked up from her lunch that she had been poking at with her fork. "Vicky is going to be keeping an eye on us tonight, like usual."

A collective depressed groan could be heard at the table.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh..."

"Crap..."

"At least you've got the advantage Tootie, she probably won't be as mean to her sister..."

"I know... but I feel bad for you guys... and Trixie is coming with us... I really hope Vicky isn't too bad tonight."

"I'll talk to her." Timmy had momentarily forgotten that he was supposed to be keeping his relationship with Vicky a secret from his friends and his comment did not go unnoticed.

"What?!" Chester and AJ exclaimed simultaneously. Tootie, already knowing about the relationship, continued playing with her food.

Timmy mentally slapped himself for letting the comment slip. "Er... I mean- it- it couldn't hurt, right?"

"I guess so... but talking to Vicky? You're taking a big risk man..."

"Maybe, but I might as well try."

"Good luck."

"Godspeed."

"If only you guys knew." Timmy winked at Tootie and she nodded back, which went(thankfully) unnoticed by Chester and AJ.

Last period class came and went, Timmy and his friends made for the bus, but Tootie pulled Timmy back from following Chester and AJ when she noticed Vicky in the school parking lot. Upon noticing her, Timmy waved to his friends. "Looks like I got a ride waiting for me, see you guys tonight?"

"You're gonna get a ride home from Vicky?! Are you out of your mind?!"

"It'll give me a head start on talking to her. Don't worry so much!"

"So if we don't see you tonight, but Vicky shows up, is it safe to assume that she murdered you?"

"Sure." Timmy deadpanned at AJ, then watched as the bus departed.

"They worry too much." Tootie shook her head and shrugged.

"Well, they don't know. And I don't intend for them to find out anytime soon."

"You two being together is still strange to me..."

"You'll get used to it. So, I never got the chance to ask, are you okay with... me and Vicky?"

"Yeah... why?"

"I dunno... I just thought... with you liking me... and me liking her..."

"You must think pretty highly of yourself, huh? Timmy, you like my sister, I'm okay with that because when you're happy, I'm happy. Not to mention I found someone too. We're... taking it slow, but..."

"You really like her?"

"I... think so..."

"Well good! I'm happy for you, happy that you found someone."

"...Thanks..."

"So, you going trick-or-treating?"

"Yep! Trixie and I."

"Oh? So your costumes will compliment each others?"

"Maybe... you'll have to wait and see!"

"Why is everyone keeping their costumes a secret from me?! First Vicky, then Chester and AJ, now you?!"

"What are you going as?"

"Well, since I wasn't going to go originally, Vicky had to take me to do some last minute shopping, there wasn't much of a selection, so I had- Wait a minute! Oh no! I see what you're trying to do, if you won't tell me what you're going as, I'm not telling you either! 'Wait and see', right?"

"Ugh... fine. But I almost got you!"

"Fat chance. I... wouldn't have told you, I caught myself!"

"Hey! Lovebirds! Hurry up! I've got things to do before tonight!"

Timmy and Tootie ran to Vicky's car and got in. "Thanks for the ride sis!"

"No problem, we're going to my place to get ready for tonight, I already picked up your costume."

"'Your place'?"

"Oh, right. We never told you." Timmy spoke up. "Remember how Vicky wasn't around on Columbus Day?"

"Yeah... she went to babysit you."

"Well... we went to Remy's house and staged a hostile takeover... of sorts. We've been hanging out over there on and off ever since."

"You guys have a huge mansion and you didn't even tell me about it?!"

"You didn't ask." Vicky said plainly.

"We haven't really told anybody. Other people finding out about our relationship will just complicate things."

"I guess that makes sense... so what's it like?"

"Well... you'll see it in a few minutes, but it's pretty amazing. Indoor pool, seven bathrooms, twice as many bedrooms, two kitchens, basement full of horribleness..."

"Huh?"

"Stay out of the basement. Seriously." Timmy had a deadly serious look on his face.

"Vicky?"

"Don't look at me, he's the one who went down there when I was sick to get me some ingredients for his weird soup. I haven't been to the basement and he put a cupboard in front of it, whatever is down there, I don't think I want to see it."

"Spiders." Timmy said as a shudder ran through him.

"Spiders?" Vicky and Tootie asked.

"Spiders. All of them. All the spiders. Ever."

All three shuddered slightly at the thought, even Vicky.

0o0o0

Once the appointed time finally arrived, Timmy exited the bedroom he and Vicky shared, wearing his 'Dracula' outfit, if it could be called that, he hadn't bothered to slick back his hair like so many others did, though he did wish for some fake fangs and he kept the cape, really 'modern day Dracula' simply looked like 'old school Dracula' except the suit didn't look like it was from the 1800s. He walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. Tootie was inside, putting on her 'secret' costume.

"I'll be out in a minute!"

"Tootie, you've been in there for an hour."

"I have to make sure it looks good!"

"We're going trick-or-treating, not to a beauty pageant..."

He heard a noise that sounded like a growl before Tootie exited the bathroom, dressed in a long, somewhat poofy, princess dress. It was a slightly darker shade of lavender, clearly purple was Tootie's favorite color. "What uh... what do you think?"

"Hm... you look nice! I like it! But what's Trixie going as?"

"You'll have to wait and see!" Tootie giggled girlishly.

"That again?" Timmy shrugged and shook his head, then looked at Tootie in a way that suggested he had some sort of epiphany. "It's missing something, and for once, I have exactly what you need!" he ran over to a trunk in the room and began searching through it. "I saw it in here somewhere... Aha! Got it!" Timmy held in his hand a tiara with several small gemstones in it.

"What? That? What's so special about it?"

"Well, for one, it's perfect for your outfit. Two, it's the real deal. This is Remy's house, remember? All this gaudy jewelery is authentic-"

Before Timmy could finish, Tootie had snatched away the tiara and put it on her head. "Thanks Timmy! It's great!"

"Well... I can't take all the credit, Vicky did take the house mostly by herself..."

"But you thought to give me this!" Tootie ran over and hugged Timmy. "Thank you!"

After several uncomfortable seconds, Timmy returned the hug and spoke. "Alright, alright. Don't get all mushy on me now..."

"Yeah, remember Toots, he's mine."

Timmy and Tootie turned to find Vicky watching them closely. She wore a dark purple, open-chested long sleeve shirt over a lighter purple T-shirt, a matching skirt that ended at the mid-point of her thighs, dark and light striped thigh high stockings, dark purple boots that reached halfway up her calves and ended in upward curving points, and of course, a matching wide-brimmed hat.

"How do I look?" she put her hand on her hip and grinned, mostly at Timmy.

"Pretty good sis, but are you ever going to really change it up? You've been a witch every Halloween for the past... ten years I think?"

Timmy didn't respond, too preoccupied was he with picking his jaw up off the floor.

"Timmy doesn't seem to mind."

"Of course not, he's your boyfriend. You could've worn a dress made of raw meat and he still would've thought it was great!"

"Perhaps. Anyway, let's go, we have to go grab Veronica and Trixie, then head back to our neighborhood to get Baldy and Braces. Busy night for me, busy night."

After recovering from shock, Timmy looked closely at Vicky. "What about that thing you needed to get? Where is whatever that was?"

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Vicky clapped her hands together, then kept them there as if in prayer.

"What are you-"

"Sh!" she slowly separated her hands, as she did, a thin, black cylindrical object grew between them. It grew longer until it was just slightly longer than Vicky was tall, at which point she took hold of it and held it vertically in her right hand, then slammed one end of the black pole-like object down on the floor, causing a silvery blade to grow horizontally out from the top.

"Is- is that a scythe? Why would a witch have a scythe?"

Vicky turned the scythe horizontally, then released it, upon which it began floating in mid-air. Vicky sat down on the floating scythe. "I couldn't find a floating broom and my friend happened to have a floating scythe on hand."

"Okay..."

Vicky got off and grabbed the scythe, which quickly shrunk down between her hands and disappeared as they clasped together. "Neat, huh?"

"Creepy."

"Whatever. C'mon, let's go... and help Timmy get his jaw off the floor! He looks ridiculous."

Timmy shook his head, ridding his head of the more perverted thoughts, and followed Tootie and Vicky out to the car.

"Um... Vicky? I don't think your sports car is gonna be able to hold all of us..."

"Sure it will! We'll just put Baldy and Braces in the trunk!"

Timmy cleared his throat and looked at Vicky.

"Fine... we'll take that Earth Destroyer thing that Remy's parents owned..." Vicky walked over to and got in the large truck. "Ruin all my fun..." she mumbled under her breath.

Arriving at Veronica's house first, Vicky sent Timmy to get her.

"Why me?"

"Because you know her the best and she likes you."

"That's-! We already talked about that! We're just friends!"

Vicky giggled at how flustered Timmy was steadily becoming. "I guess you should try to be less of a stud then."

"Not really anything I can do about that." Timmy got out of the truck and ran up to Veronica's door, then rang the bell.

After several seconds of waiting, the door opened.

Veronica stood in her doorway in a white long sleeve dress that ended at the mid-point of her thighs, there was orange fringe at the ends of her sleeves and the dress. A large dark green belt wrapped around her waist, more for fashion than function. A white hat that looked out of place any where other than a fantasy game sat on her head, and she wore white, thigh-high boots and black tights as pants. "Whaddya think?" she twirled around and blushed slightly.

"I think there's no way you bought all that at the Halloween store."

"Well a bonus to having money is that I can get a really good costume for Halloween, though most of this is from that store we went to. But seriously, how do I look?"

How did she look? Honestly, she looked great. Definitely cute, but he had always thought Veronica was attractive. Tonight though... there was something about her. "You look good, really good actually."

"Thanks, you don't look to bad either, all things considered."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well... you didn't use face paint like most people do to make your face pale, and I'm guessing you don't have any fake blood capsules either... no slicked back hair like Dracula is normally depicted as having..."

"Alright enough. I'm improvising here, gimme a break!"

"Hm... fair enough, you do look pretty handsome, I'll give you that." Veronica turned the lightest shade of pink as she spoke.

"Um... thank- thank you..."

Cue awkward silence.

"Well! We should probably get going while the night's still young!"

"Er... right! C'mon, Vicky's driving us to Trixie's next."

"So she is going?!" Veronica couldn't hide the excitement in her voice.

"She didn't tell you? Yeah, I guess she's going with Tootie. They're- um..." Timmy stopped and thought about what he was going to say next.

"Kinda close?"

"...How much do you know?"

"I know enough. I know Trixie likes girls. I also know she occasionally dresses as a boy when she goes shopping for comic books. I know why she always turned you down all those times you asked her out."

"So you know her and Tootie...?"

"Trixie's my best friend, we talk about everything... except whether or not she's going trick-or-treating, apparently."

"Oh... Phew!" Timmy visibly relaxed and wiped imaginary sweat off his brow. "That's a load off my mind. How long have you known?"

"Since it happened, I assume. She told me a few months ago."

"Ugh... I've been trying to keep it a secret from you for all this time, and I had no reason to..."

"Oh well." Veronica shrugged. "Shall we head out Vlad?" she snickered at him quietly.

"Meh..." Timmy turned back to the car and had her follow him to it. "Found our white mage."

"Hey guys! Where are we off to next?"

"We gotta go get Trixie, then Timmy's two nerds." Vicky looked through the rear-view mirror at Veronica.

"Hey! Those are my friends you're talking about!" Timmy spoke with mock-annoyance.

"Yeah? You're friends are nerds." Vicky retaliated without missing a beat.

After more arguing involving Timmy's friends and a bet to see if they would be wearing costumes that complemented his, they arrived at Trixie's house. Vicky sent Tootie to get her, mostly just to spite her sister.

Tootie nervously went to the door and rang the bell, silently praying that Trixie answered, rather than her parents. She wasn't sure how much Trixie's parents knew about their daughter's preferences, but tonight really wasn't the night to discuss it. "Sure wish Vicky had sent Veronica over here instead..." the door opened to reveal Trixie clad in what appeared to be knight's armor. "Hey."

"Milady." Trixie's face was covered by the armor's helmet, but there was an obvious hint of amusement when she spoke, only exacerbated by the giggling that soon followed.

"So, I'm gonna assume your parents don't care all that much that you're wearing a very authentic-looking suit of armor?"

Trixie flipped up the visor of her helmet. "Not really, they thought it was odd at first, but they're always telling me to express myself more, so..."

"Have you told them about..." Tootie opted to gesture between herself and Trixie, rather than finish the sentence.

"Um... not yet. I will soon... I- I'm sure they won't really be bothered by it, but... just in case they might be... I'm putting it off for now."

"I know what you mean. Vicky knows... but she's fine with it, I'm not sure how my parents will react though."

"I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. You said yourself that your sister can be very 'convincing', I'm sure it'll be fine."

"I never thought it would be this hard..." Tootie looked down sadly.

Trixie noticed and moved forward, pulling her into a hug. "It'll be fine, really." she whispered in Tootie's ear.

The embrace did not go unnoticed by the Earth Destroyer's occupants.

Vicky chose to rest her head on the steering wheel silently.

Timmy spoke up first. "Whatcha think they're talking about?"

"I dunno." Veronica leaned closer to try and get a better look. "Must be something relationship-y though. They seem right for each other, don't they?"

"Hm. It is kinda sweet... but I think Chester and AJ might have different opinions on the matter, less they think it's sweet and more they think it's hot."

"Boys will be boys." Vicky finally added in.

"I'm not like that..."

"No, my favorite little Twerp is the exception to the rule."

"Looks like they're coming over here."

Trixie and Tootie got into the car and Timmy looked back and forth between the two girls for several seconds. "Oh, I get it! Tootie's the princess and-"

Vicky interrupted. "Trixie's her knight in shining armor."

The whole car went silent.

Tootie covered her now flushed face with her hands, while Trixie lowered her visor back down.

"Yep. Looks that way." Veronica nodded, stifling a giggle as she did.

"Alright! Go ahead and laugh!" Tootie crossed her arms in annoyance.

"Me? Laugh at you two? Never!" Vicky backed out of the driveway and drove toward Timmy's house, the car filled with muffled snickering and chuckles as she did.

They picked up AJ on the way, who had decided to go as Frankenstein. Vicky grinned at Timmy, who rolled his eyes at her. Her bet that his friends' outfits would complement his was now halfway won.

"Um... Hey Vicky." AJ was clearly nervous.

"Don't give me that look Baldy, I'm not taking your candy this year, you can thank the Twerp for that."

"Timmy?"

"I told you I'd talk to her." Timmy whispered to AJ.

"I know, I just didn't think you'd succeed! What did you do?"

"Well... Vicky is getting most of my candy, but in exchange, she won't take yours or Chester's."

"Didn't know you were a miracle worker." AJ looked at him with a face that indicated he was quite impressed.

"I try."

Vicky pulled into Timmy's driveway and got out, followed by the rest of her charges. "Alright, same deal as before, you guys go trick-or-treating and I get to keep an eye on you. Except this time-" Vicky ruffled Timmy's hair. "Your little martyr got you all out of giving me your candy, lucky you."

Timmy smiled sheepishly at his friends, knowing they were thankful for his sacrifice. "What about Chester?"

"Who?" Vicky looked at him, genuinely confused as to who he was talking about.

"Chester? Blond hair? Poor? Has braces?"

"Oh! Why didn't you just say that? Yeah, I guess we should grab him too. Where does he live again?"

"The trailer park just down the street. C'mon Vicky, you know where he lives."

"Eh, must've slipped my mind. Veronica, I'm appointing you as leader until I return with Chester, keep an eye on the rabble 'til then."

"Why me? I'm the youngest here!" Veronica whined.

"Because you're normally the most mature and I don't think anyone is going to object, am I right?"

The group of kids before Vicky was silent, none wanting to challenge her, having been either made aware of her reputation or knowing of it from first hand experience.

"Good. Veronica's your babysitter until I return."

"But- but- I'm not a leader..."

"Well, now's your chance to get some leadership practice." Vicky turned away from the group and made toward the trailer park, grabbing Timmy as she did.

"Why are you taking me?"

Vicky waited until they were out of earshot to respond. "Because you're my boyfriend? What, don't you enjoy spending time together?"

"I'm not saying that, it's just-" he looked back at his group of friends, who were making their way to the first of many houses that night. "I just don't want them getting suspicious of us. It was hard enough to convince AJ that I talked to you about taking their candy. Now you dragging me off alone?"

"Please, your friends are dense, they'll never figure us out."

"I hope you're right, that's a whole can of worms that I really don't want to deal with right now..."

They finally arrived at Chester's house(trailer) and knocked on the door, which promptly fell off after they did. Chester came to the door, wrapped in-

"Is that toilet paper?"

"It is! I'm dressed as a mummy for Halloween! I am officially the king of improvisation!"

Vicky glanced over at Timmy and grinned at him.

"Well, looks like I lost that bet." Timmy reached into his pocket and produced his wallet, then fished through it and brought out a twenty dollar bill. "Here."

"Who said we were betting for money?"

"We weren't?"

"No... I have something else planned, keep your money." Vicky winked at him.

"That's not a good sign..."

It was at this point that Chester finally noticed Vicky. "Uh... hey there Vicky... nice- nice outfit..."

"Compliments don't work on me, now let's get back to the rest of your friends. Hopefully they haven't gotten themselves lost or something..."

"I'm sure Veronica has everything well in hand."

"Veronica's coming?!"

Timmy and Vicky looked at Chester curiously. "Yeah... so?" Vicky asked.

"Oh! I forgot! You like her!" Timmy spoke up suddenly.

"Dude! Shh!"

"Ah... you've got a crush on Veronica, eh?" Vicky looked at Chester slyly.

Timmy and Vicky could tell from what little of Chester's face was visible that he was blushing furiously. "Aw... you can't tell her! Neither one of you!"

"Hey, I already knew. I haven't told her yet and I didn't plan on it. Vicky though..."

Timmy turned to Vicky, who was now smiling evilly. "What's your secret worth to you?"

"I don't have anything..."

There were several seconds of tense silence before Vicky sighed loudly. "Don't worry about it, I won't tell." Vicky turned away and began walking back toward the way they came.

"Wha?! Really?!"

"Yeah. I'll give you a break for once, think of it as... my good deed for the year."

"Um... wow... thanks Vicky..."

"Yep."

Chester turned to Timmy now. "What was that?!"

"I dunno, maybe she's not as bad as we thought?"

"Nah, she's definitely bad... maybe... she's trying to trick us! False sense of security type thing!"

"Huh? What's even the point of something like that?"

"I dunno, get like, some sick kicks out of it or something?"

"Mm... I'll keep an eye on her... Oh! And I did talk to her earlier, you don't have to give her your candy like usual."

"You did? Damn... that's impressive."

"Heh... yeah, I must have a way with women..."

"Hey, she's single, now's your chance...!"

"Wh- what?! Me and- and Vicky?!"

"Hahaha! Relax dude, I'm just kidding! But the look on your face! Definitely a Kodak moment."

Timmy punched him in the shoulder.

"Ah! Sorry!"

"Let that be a lesson to you. Vlad's wrath is legendary."

"Vlad?"

"The rest of them keep calling me that, might as well go with it."

"I suppose... who's Vlad?"

"Vlad... Dracula? The costume I'm wearing?"

"Oh... Oh! Okay, gotcha."

"You two gonna talk all night? Remember how it's Halloween? Only comes once a year?"

"Coming Vicky!" Timmy and Chester ran after her. She was now sitting on the scythe as it slowly floated in the direction she had previously been walking.

"Whoa! What is that?!" Chester gaped at the gravity defying scythe.

"Friend of mine let me borrow it, couldn't find a floating broom."

"Does it do anything else?"

"Hm... I'm not sure actually. Let's find out!"

Timmy noticed something that chilled his blood. Vicky's eyes flashed for just a second, and for that second, they weren't the pink color he was so accustomed to. They were red, a malicious red. He continued staring until Vicky noticed, at which point she turned her attention to him instead of Chester. "See something you like?" she smiled at him and for once, it wasn't comforting, it was... odd. It felt like it was Vicky smiling at him, yet somehow not Vicky.

"Ah, no... just- just my mind playing tricks on me." he rubbed the back of his head and looked at her nervously. "Where um- where did you get that scythe from again?"

"I told you, I got it from a friend, she got it from her friend. Who do you think I got it from, the Grim Reaper? Next you're gonna tell me that fairies exist or something!"

"Hehehe... yeah... that'd be weird..."

"Indeed." Vicky spun the scythe in her hands for several seconds like a baton, then slammed the blade into the ground, cutting a portal into it that swirled with green and black energy. "Wow. She never told me it could do this!"

Strange trails of energy began to emanate from the hole, several towards Vicky, which she swatted away effortlessly with the scythe.

"Get outta here."

"Vicky!" Timmy ducked as one of the weird energy trails flew toward him. "What did you do?!"

"I dunno." a sadistic smile played across her features.

"Well fix it!" another trail of energy flew past him, missing him by less than an inch. From what he could feel, they seemed to emanate cold air, very cold, bone-chilling cold. "Seriously! What are these things?!"

"Told you, I have no idea! But aren't they great? Definitely makes Halloween spookier!" another one was swatted away as it got too close to her.

"I don't like this!" Chester yelled as several of the strange ghost-like energies chased him. He tripped as one wrapped itself around his leg, then sank into his skin. "AHH! Cold! Very, very cold!"

"Vicky! Help him, please!"

"Shh, shh, shh... I wanna see what they do!" a look at her eyes revealed they were no longer pink, they were now that odd crimson color that had taken them over earlier.

Timmy watched in horror as Chester's wrappings turned old and frayed and his visible skin dried out and turned brownish-gray. After several seconds, he stood up and looked around.

"Chester!" Timmy ran over to him. "Are- are you okay?"

Chester surveyed him for several seconds with milky-white eyes, then reared back and slammed him with his arm, knocking him backwards onto the ground at Vicky's feet.

"Wow, Braces has been working out! You okay Twerp?"

Timmy wheezed and coughed as he tried to speak. "No... -cough- definitely... not."

"Aw... well let me help." Vicky crouched down and caressed his cheek, then held out her hand and a wisp of energy floated over to rest in it. "Now, from what I saw with your mummy friend over there, this'll hurt. Possibly a lot."

"Vicky... wait-"

"Nope." she tightly grasped the wisp and pressed it into his forehead.

A burning cold sunk deep into his skull, washing away any thoughts in favor of agony.

"See you when you wake up!" Vicky stood and walked over to the scythe, then sat down on it and rode it away.

As the cold presence strengthened, Timmy passed out into darkness.

A/N: Well fuck, I was really hoping to finish this before the day was over, but clearly that isn't happening, so this long one-shot is now going to become a multi-chaptered fic, probably just three or four more, but I want to put something up before the weekend.