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( Author's Note )

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Well, this is bad. I thought I had posted this one already. Well I didn't. It's short, but it's the conclusion. Yep. So..

Hope: Is over now?

Samuel: Yes, Hope. It's over.

Hope: I not coming back?

Hope: I no want it be over! I want come back!

Samuel: Don't worry, Hope. This story is over. But you are coming back. Everyone loves you, Hope!

Hope: Y-You love me too?

Samuel: Yes, Hope. You are my most favorite Character. I could never get rid of you.

Hope: Pwomise?

Samuel: I promise. So you wanna tell the people for me, Hope?

Hope: YES! Sam not own fawrly oddpawents. Nor do he make any money from it. Was that right?

Samuel: Perfect.

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( Vicki Summers )

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Vicki smiled as she sat up in bed. She could barely smell the bacon and eggs cooking through her closed door. She put on her pajama bottoms, and went to investigate.. and to see what she could steal, before it was actually time to eat. Breakfast was great... but pilfered breakfast was better. Maybe it would settle her stomach... She slowly made it to her door, opened it, and started slowly towards the kitchen, when her stomach lurched.

Oh no... she thought, as she turned back around running to the bathroom. Please please please let me make it, she begged her stomach as she opened the door. Tootie screamed from the shower, as Vicki lifted the toilet seat and threw up. Actually, throwing up would have been preferred. Since her stomach was mostly empty, she was... dry heaving.

"Oh God!" Vicki managed to groan out before she dry heaved again.

"Vicki... are you alright?" Tootie asked, covering herself with the shower curtain, since the bathroom door was wide open.

"I... don't know..." Vicki just knelt there, he face hovering over the toilet... waiting for... whatever was going to happen. If anything. "Maybe I could use some dry toast... something in my stomach... just in case." She didn't want to dry heave anymore.

"You know... this is just like the time... uh..." Tootie's looked away. Then Vicki thought about it... this did remind her if something. Right before she was sent to her Aunts ad Uncles... "Vicki... do you think... that you might be..."

"Pregnant..." She said solemnly before starting to dry heave again.

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Four pregnancy tests, and about a half gallon of ice cream later. Vicki and Tootie sat on the couch watching Hope play. Vicki wasn't entirely sure what to do. She wanted to cry, but at the same time she didn't. She was scared... oh was she beyond scared. Timmy had said that he would stay with her no matter what. But that had been when they weren't sure... that they had been sure that she wasn't pregnant. But now... she was sure. One test might lie. But four tests... different brands... the odds of them all being faulty... were slim. So she was pregnant... again.

"So... you think Timmy's gonna be upset?" Vicki asked Tootie, while Hope was still occupied. Last thing she needed right now, was Hope wanting to know what was going on.

"I think that Timmy will... Uh. You know. He loves you, and he loves Hope. And he even said he would still stay with you. Plus you know him, he wouldn't just run off. That's not Timmy. You're just nervous." Tootie said looking at the floor. Tootie had said more than once that she was over her crush on Timmy, but she doubted it was easy for her. None of this was the plan. Hell, there wasn't even a plan.

"You're not mad, are you Toots?" Vicki asked, she had to know. They hadn't really talked about it before.

"I'll tell you, like I told Timmy. I'm not completely happy about it, but I'm not mad. I can't be mad for something that happened when you both were drinking. And I sure can't be upset, for you both wanting to make it work out. And honestly? Hating someone because they are in love... is pretty crappy. I don't want to be that kind of friend to Timmy, or sister to you." Tootie had put her hand on Vicki's while she was talking, and kept it there. "So, we are going to get through this."

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( Timmy Turner )

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What in the name of all that is Holy had he done, he wondered, as he looked into the living room at the two females on the couch. For the life of him, he couldn't think of a single thing that he had done to anger, not one, but both females. But, somehow, he had managed to.

Vicki had refused to look at him at all. Which, he had to admit, hurt. Considering the progress they had made. It really hurt that she couldn't look at him.

Musta done something bad, he thought to himself.

And Tootie.

Well, it was hard to tell with Tootie. With her, it could be six of one thing, or half dozen of the other, that he could have done. Lately, he seemed to be wearing his friends nerves. Had been for a few days it seemed. Ever since Vicki had started to not even look at him.

Timmy wished that they would just yell at him, so he would at least find out what he had done wrong. He couldn't even begin to make amends, if he didn't know where to start.

Maybe it was...

He peered into the room again, neither female looking his way.

He had heard, that females... when they spent long amounts of times together, and around each other... like sisters. They tended to sync up their 'times of the month'. Had he walked into a double pit storm from Hell, and didn't even know it? He eyed them as a deer would a pack of wolves. Wolves that could pick his body clean of any meat in mere moments.

"Oh dear, Lord..." He whispered to himself, keeping the females in his sight. As long as he could see them, he couldn't be snuck up on. Then he felt a hand grab the back of his leg "Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!" Hope screamed letting go of her father's leg, falling in the floor, landing on her butt. "Daddy! No scare me!"

"You scared me first." Timmy said, with a mix of relief, and humor.

"I scare you? Me sarry Daddy!

"It's okay, Bunny." Bunny being a cute nickname he decided to call her, on account of the front teeth, she had inherited from him. The name always caused Hope to giggle, and try to wiggle her nose, like her mother had showed her. And also helped to get Hope to eat vegetables, since bunnies ate them all the time.

"Hop Hop!" Hope giggled as she bounced around, with as much grace as her mother in the morning, considering she almost fell a few times. But it was adorable to watch.

"How about we play it safe, and go hide... I mean, play in your room?" Timmy asked, slightly ashamed he was 'using' his daughter to hide from Vicki... But, all was fair in love and wa...

"Timmy? Can we talk to you a minute?" Tootie's voice came from the room that he had been spying on only moments ago.

"Welp... Daddy has to go talk to Auntie Tootie and Mommy... so Bunny can Hop to her room, and find some toys, and Daddy will try to be there as soon as he can, alright?" He asked leaning down to give Hope a hug, then watched as she hopped off in the direction of her room. He turned and looked into the living room, at the two awaiting females. He took a deep breath, and decided to just walk in, all the while hoping that he hadn't done anything wrong.

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( Tootie Summers )

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Tootie watched him walk, slowly, into the room. Found it odd that he kept an eye on both of them, and had sat in the seat farthest away from them. It almost seemed like he was afraid of them. But that couldn't be right. Her mind was just playing tricks on her.

"Vicki has something she needs to say to you." She turned her head looking at her sister. She wasn't going to let her sister back out of it this time. They had planned to tell Timmy a few times before, and she had let Vicki get away with stalling.

Not anymore. Because at this rate, Timmy would, no doubt, notice the redhead was pregnant, before Vicki would tell him.

"I... well..." Vicki looked at her, before focusing on Timmy. "You see, the thing is..." Tootie glared at her sister, "Alright, alright. Timmy. Remember that thing I was worried about? After... that night?"

"Maybe you could try to be more vague." She muttered to her sister.

"Ugh... Fine. I... I'm gonna do it quick like a band aid." Vicki took a deep breath, then sighed. "Timmy, I'm pregnant."

Well, that was fairly simple... by Vicki standards. Tootie had assumed that Vicki would continue to beat around the bush for hours to come before she spit it out.

"Thank God!" Timmy sighed out in relief. And only tensed up under the stares from her, and Vicki. "No no... I mean... I've been worried I did something wrong, and you both were mad at me. So... this is much better than... I dunno. Being murdered by you both?"

"Did you hear what Vicki just said?" Tootie asked raising her eyebrow. Timmy had said he would welcome another child. Said that he wouldn't mind... that he would be happy about it. But she had thought, that it was just Timmy being Timmy.

"Vicki's pregnant. I heard." He just looked back at her. "What? We all knew this was a strong possibility to begin with.