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( Author's Note )

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This is a short chapter, because I wanted to start the next one after this. So yeah. Enjoy.

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( Timmy Turner )

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'What was the point in coming back to Tootie and Vicki's house,' he wondered to himself as he sat on his bed.

'Other than the fact, it's one of the only places that you feel safe?' He questioned himself, and couldn't really argue with that. It was the only place that he had ever felt safe.

'Because, even if you didn't feel safe here, it was either here, or a foster home?' Another valid point.

There was always the original goal he had in mind.

Running away.

If he ran away, he wouldn't have to worry about people pitying him.

He wouldn't have to be stared at as if he was some kind of freak.

Nor would he have to feel like a burden on his friend's family. Of course they hadn't said anything like that, nor had they even hinted at it. But that didn't change the fact that he was nothing more than just a battered boy, that they would feel guilty if they tossed out on the streets.

He pulled out his box of money that he had hidden in this new room, after checking to make sure no one was around. Everyone had went to bed about an hour before. Maybe running away tonight had always been the plan, and he just hadn't figured out, what his unconscious had already knew.

He counted the money, that he had been able to exchange some of the smaller bills to larger ones at various banks. Though not all of what he wanted. H always had to be fast, since Vicki watched him like a hawk most of the time, and Tootie the rest of the time. But he had managed to at least get four grand changed into larger bills. While the rest varied between ones and twenties.

'Am I really going to do this?' He thought as he started to pack up his clothing, deciding which outfits he would take, and which ones he wouldn't. It wasn't that he didn't like the outfits that Vicki had bought him. He just didn't feel right taking them since she had paid for them. So he left them in the drawers, and taking the clothing that he had brought, that hadn't been stained with blood.

He gathered his toiletries. Various electronic devices that he would need. Only thing left was how to get away.

Dad's car.

'Not like he's gonna need it any time soon.' He thought to himself, as he carried his packed bags, and things quietly down the stairs, and out the front door, making sure to lock the door on his way out.

If he was lucky, since tomorrow was Saturday, no one notice that he was gone, until about noon. Giving him more than twelve hours to vanish.

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Took him a moment, but he finally found his dad's spare car key. He only assumed the regular key chain had been in his dad's pocket when arrested. He tossed his suitcase in the trunk, and went around to the driver's door. Opened it, and got in.

It wasn't that he hadn't driven before. There had been times that he had been made to drive his dad to a bar, when his dad had been drinking. Even while he didn't have his license, he still had done it. And had found out. As long as you didn't mess up, or act like he wasn't supposed to be driving. Police didn't really pay him any mind.

Now... where to go.

'There's the old abandoned summer camp.' An old camp that his scout troop used to go to, before it closed down. That was a possibility.

'Or the cabin that mom bought, before she left..' Since she was living with his grandparents, he didn't think that she would be going there anytime soon.

'Or the abandoned amusement park...' Okay, not that one. That one freaked him out. Something about an amusement park that got shut down, and abandoned all the rides, just freaked him out.

"Cabin, or Camp." He muttered to himself. They both were in the same direction, so he'd start off going that way, and just see where the road took him. He'd figure out which one he preferred once he got to where he was going.

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( Tootie Summers )
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'Yeah like he fooled me,' She thought as she spied on him, from his slightly opened door, as he packed his suitcase.

She had known that he was going to run, since the day he called the cab at school. He had been acting kinda rabbity.

So, she had already packed a suitcase, and was ready to follow. She even knew that he would take his dad's car. Because he didn't have any other option. Not if he wanted to make the most of the time he could get. Mr. Turner's car would be the only one that wouldn't be noticed missing, until after Timmy was found to be missing.

She'd even been sneaky enough to go over and take the car key, and kept it in her room. She knew there was a spare, but she didn't know where it was.

So, if she intended to stow away, she needed a key.

She watched and waited as he left the house, she followed after him.

When he went into the house, she tossed her suitcase in the trunk, and got into the backseat, laying down. She was going on this ride no matter what. No way he was going to just vanish. Not her best friend.

She heard him toss in his suitcase, hoping that he didn't see hers, and hoped he didn't notice her. The car door opened, flooding the inside of the car with light, and she held her breath. Then was plunged into darkness as the door closed.

"Cabin, or Camp." she heard him say, but wasn't sure what it meant. Obviously, they were destinations, but not any that she knew about.