Surprise, surprise, I still don't own Fairly Odd Parents or it's characters.

"I-I can't be the only one that feels this, there's something between us Vicki, you have to feel it too. Look how much has already changed between us, we're friends now, when we started off as legitimate enemies. We can talk about almost anything, I feel safe when you're around, like I don't have to put up some stupid mask and pretend to be someone I'm not. I can open up to you and not be afraid of what you'll think of me. Are you this close with anyone else? Because I know I'm not."

Vicki rubbed the back of her head, "Listen, I'm not saying that you're wrong. It's just I've never pictured us…together. Fighting, yeah. Friends, that idea was pushing it. Anything more than that? If anything, I figured you would have dated Tootie by now. As much as I would hate that, it's really what I expected to have happened by now. The idea of us as a couple is a new one to me. Alright, I'd be lying if I said I didn't have some feelings for you. You are special to me and I'd go down swinging to keep our friendship. I think you're kind of cute, and we do get along… It's just we wouldn't just have to worry about someone finding out, we'd be putting our friendship on the line. You know, that thing we've been working on for over two years now? It's-"

"Scary?" Timmy cut in.

Vicki nodded and sighed. "You're kind of my only real friend, Timmy. I guess that makes you my best friend. The idea of us trying and failing is terrifying. We wouldn't be able to go back to just being friends. There's no way to bounce back from this if we fail. We can't be the friends who can just laze around the pool on a hot day. Friends who can binge watch horror movies late into the night and criticize every cheesy special effects mistake. Friends who can lean on each other when… life gets hard. Just thinking about it terrifies me. You know I don't scare easy so that should make it pretty clear. Timmy, I don't want to lose that friendship.."

Timmy looked thoughtful as she spoke, "I know you don't, I don't want to lose those things either. I mean, I'm scared too, but if I don't try, I'll always be left wondering if things could be even better between us than they are now."

Vicki rubbed her arm as she looked away, mulling the idea over. She glanced at him and regretted it, Timmy looks so hopeful. Damn that stupid grin of his. She thought about it, up until now she had only been thinking of the things that could go wrong, but now she was beginning to see what the positives could be if they changed their relationship. Curling up together on the couch to watch a movie would be nice, lazing around the pool could have so many more "activities" as opposed to just swimming. Putting the kid to bed for the night would have a whole other meaning….hmm.. "kid…" she shook off the thought, he was still a kid and she was being stupid by getting caught up in the idea. There was no way he knew what he really wanted, his body was being pumped full of hormones. All the blood wasn't going to the head on his shoulders so she couldn't really trust his judgement at the moment. She was being stupid for getting her hopes up that maybe it could work.

Timmy spoke up as Vicki seemed to have become lost in her thoughts. "Vicki, if I was the legal age, would there be anything else stopping you from being okay with the idea of us?" He knew what was the real thing bothering her was, six whole years as an age gap left him as a legal threat for Vicki. "I know it's dangerous, but for you I would give anything, Vicki."

Vicki was torn from her thoughts, "Timmy, I-"

Timmy stopped her, "Just… think about it? Please? Give it like, a week or so. I don't want to try and force you into something you don't want. That's all I'm asking, just mull it over. I'll respect your wishes either way.."

The look on his face wasn't something she was used to, he suddenly looked much older as his eyes had a steely determination to them, his jaw clenched in awaiting tension, his carefree smile replaced with pursed lips as he awaited her answer. She was beginning to understand how much this meant to him. "Alright, Timmy, I'll think about it. Let's just drop it for now, okay? Our dinner is getting cold."

Timmy nodded, thankful that she was going to give him a chance by considering it, it wasn't how he had wanted to ask her about it but he was glad it worked out this way instead of turning into a full blown Chernobyl. He looked down again with a sigh of relief but his attention snagged on the crumpled corner of the photo sticking out of Vicki's jean pocket.

She caught his staring eyes and followed his gaze to the photo. He sure as hell wasn't going to be getting that back. In fact he was in for a little punishment, but how? Violence no longer carried the same charm as it once used to, so it looked as if she was set on mind games. She was going to have fun teasing him over this but there was no way she was going to let him continue his sick fantasies. "Oh, don't get any ideas on getting that back, I'm keeping the photo safe with me where it won't get 'stained.'" A wicked smile spread across her lips and Timmy felt his legs turn to rubber as he knew there was more to come. "No jacking off at all, understand?" As he nodded solemnly, a deliciously evil idea popped into Vicki's mind, a little more teasing couldn't hurt too much and it was fun to watch the boy squirm. Timmy blushed and was about to protest when Vicki spoke up in a teasing seductive tone and walked towards the stairs, "You might have a girlfriend for that by the end of the week."

He watched her hips sway as her thin legs carried her briskly downstairs, his brain had short-circuited at her final words and that view wasn't helping him restart it. He felt as if his erection was threatening to rip a hole through his jeans. Teasing him was one thing but this and not allowing him to find release? Vicki was truly cruel. Now he was worried on how he would survive the week, let alone today since he hadn't managed to complete his routine.. He adjusted his jeans and headed for the kitchen, she was going to be the death of him.

Timmy sat down across from the redheaded girl of his affection, he grabbed a plate as she was waiting on him before she dug into her own meal. Timmy poked at his plate, not really hungry as his mind was clouded with things not related to food. She'll think about it, this is a good sign. So, so far our friendship is still intact. Another good sign. Let's see if we can go for a triple hit. "So… uh, does this mean that this won't be our last time together?"

Vicki shook her head, "No, at least not yet. I was just, overwhelmed, I thought everything was going to change. Well it already has, but not as bad as I thought it would. It's.. definitely been a turn of events."

Timmy nodded as he finished his plate and opted to clean the dishes, she took him up on his offer and told him she'd be in the living room. She tried to pick a horror movie from the small pile they had managed to whittle down from Timmy's huge movie collection. As she was rested in front of the tv, She tried not to think about it anymore today but the more she tried to resist it, the more questions sprang up into her mind.

She heard him plop down on the couch behind her as she sorted through the movies on her hands and knees, there weren't really any dishes so she wasn't surprised that he had finished in no time. Vicki was now feeling very self-conscious now that she had a horny teenage boy sitting behind her. A teenage boy that found her attractive enough to masturbate to.

She needed to get a grip, she was the adult here. She needed to feel in control of the situation, a little teasing was in order to show him that she was the boss here. She called over her shoulder, "Are you enjoying the view, perv?" When she turned around to look at him, she expected him to be avoiding her gaze while staring at the ceiling with a color of rose on his cheeks that only he could muster.

Instead she was met with his deep blue eyes with a nervous smile on face, he looked her in the eyes and sheepishly muttered, "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't."

Vicki felt her cheeks warm as she turned away from him and hurriedly picked a movie and placed it in the Blu-ray player. She clambered to her feet and sat on the edge of the couch, as far away from him as possible.

He figured he had said the wrong answer and decided it best to keep his trap shut and keep his distance from Vicki since that was clearly what she wanted at the moment. They were silent for more than half the movie, no witty banter or laughter at the special effects.

Things were different now, Vicki didn't want this. She kept stealing glances at him as he watched the movie, he didn't seem that interested in it but he watched never the less. She glanced back at the movie, a young top heavy girl in her underwear was running for her life in her from a crazy doctor with a bloodied bonesaw. The questioned plastered across Vicki's mind screamed at her to ask him.

"Timmy?" she spoke softly but loud enough for Timmy to hear her over the screams of the murder victim on screen. He turned to her, looking nervous that now she was talking to him. Vicki had his attention," so… why don't you like girls your own age? Like Tootie, Trixie, or Veronica?" A blush spread across his cheeks once again, he thought she had said they were done talking about this today but here she was throwing him back into it.

"I mean they have things I as a woman don't have while they're only high school girls. Tootie's got to have the biggest breasts in Dimmsdale, Trixie has got long slender legs that any girl would kill for, and Veronica has…" She struggled once again trying to figure out what set the blonde girl apart from the others.

Timmy spoke up, "a big round butt that bounces and jiggles with each step she takes?"

Vicki felt a churning in her stomach that she could only describe as jealousy. She was surprised by how upset his statement had made her. She spoke through gritted teeth, "Yeah… that." She already felt insecure about her body but his ogling of other girls and describing their distinctive features didn't help her feel any better.

Timmy noticed her change in tone, had she gotten jealous? He'd used Chester's words for describing the blonde teen that could always be found beside Trixie tang. Thinking quickly, while trying to sound suave as he defused the situation his response instead came blurting out like an idiot who had just learned to speak, "That's all Chester talks about. He's really into butts. Like REALLY into butts, it's, like, really weird. Haha He's weird. Ha. Yeah. He said she if she sat on his face then he could die a happy man. Which is weird. Because who does that, right? Who likes soft things THAT much?"

Vicki leaned back, slightly perturbed by his less than subtle attempt at saying that Chester obviously had a crush on the blonde but more so when his eyes drifted to her breasts as he said "soft." She pinched the bridge of her nose, "Timmy, calm down. You sound like a crazy person right now. Just answer the question."

Timmy sighed, feeling like an idiot, "I don't really like them. Tootie is… affectionate but obsessive and desperate. Trixie has her moments of kindness but is otherwise fake and shallow. Veronica is just a yes-man in a skirt, a total pushover with no ambition of her own. They're nothing like you, you are upfront with almost everything, you don't take anyone's crap, and you're tough but fair. You haven't ever been fake to me, not really. Yeah, you put on the sweet act with my parents still but it's more forced now, since you can't just drop it this late in the game. So I guess you could say I have a thing for older women…"

Vicki quirked an eyebrow at him, "Not really making me feel young here, Twerp."

Timmy facepalmed, "no, no, I didn't mean like you're an old lady, just someone that's a little older than me, not old enough to be my mom!" Timmy shuddered at his words.

Vicki had to stifle a laugh, he sure was wound up tight. She figured asking questions could be a good way to get a sense of perception from him. "Alright, alright, don't hurt yourself there. How about another question?"

Timmy nodded, and a coy smile spread across Vicki's lips. She placed a hand closer towards him as she leaned in, and breathed huskily. "Timmy~, do I make you nervous?" It was as if all his blood had rushed to his face he turned beet red, though she knew that wasn't the only extremity it was going to as he placed a pillow over his lap. Subtlety wasn't really his strong suit. Playing the flirt card was surprisingly effective and fun. It was nice having a guy's attention for once, well a good guy at least. Not some deadbeat. Timmy sputtered and tried to choke out an answer. Vicki smiled to herself, she had broken his brain again. "Well, I guess that's a yes." She laughed as Timmy slowly seemed to snap out of it.

"How about a simpler less damaging question?"

Timmy seemed less sure of himself as he nodded once again.

"Is it always, well, me?" She found herself losing her nerve and left her question vague, not really wanting him to answer anymore.

"….. Uh… Well for the past year or two there has only been about three or four times where it wasn't just you."

Vicki sat up, "What do you mean it wasn't just me?"

"There were times where I didn't really get my routine done, I either went on a few trips or sleepovers where I couldn't get alone time so it got to the point that I was really… uh pent up… so it kind of affected me. Everything was attractive."

"So you had me with another girl?"

Timmy tensed up, "…. Not exactly."

What? What does he mean? Like it was some sort of gross tag team thing with another guy? "So… a guy.. than.."

Timmy shook his head adamantly, "NOooooo.. No way. That'd be weird."

"Glad we're on the same page there. What do you mean than?"

"…There was… more than one girl."

"Well, aren't we bold?" Vicki's face was devoid of expression. He wasn't really sure what to expect from her but so far she hadn't blown up at him for being a full blown pervert.

"You're not mad?" He asked. It was almost as if he had a death wish with a stupid question like that. Though Vicki was mostly a good person, it didn't mean she was the best at keeping her cool when she was upset.

"I didn't say that, but it's not really my place to say anything since it was in the past and you already know how I feel about the whole jacking off to me thing. Besides, it's not like we're together or anything."

The words stung a little, but Timmy new she didn't mean any real harm by it. Timmy felt bad that he had even told her, though she hadn't forced him, he wanted to be honest with her though he knew it had hurt her feelings and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Vicki decided to change the subject, there was no point in getting upset over something she had no control over. "Hmm, you know, your birthday is in a few days..."

Timmy nodded, having suddenly remembered but wasn't really showing any excitement. Since he had lost Cosmo and Wanda, he hadn't really paid as much attention to the holidays or special occasions like his own birthday.

She smiled despite his lack of interest. "Have you thought about what you're gonna do for it?" Vicki thought back to his last birthday. Last year they had all gone to a pizza place with an arcade, Vicki had accidentally scared Chester and AJ with her sitting next to Timmy at their table. The twerp had failed to mention that she would be there as a guest rather than a chaperone. Tootie was there too, she was showing off her then mild curves. She sure was growing up, back then Vicki thought she would give her a few hand me downs, though now with her new measurements ,there was no way that was going to happen. Vicki looked down at her chest and sighed.

Timmy saw her smile fade, "Something wrong?"

Vicki shrugged, "It's nothing I want to talk about right now, maybe some other time. You didn't answer my question though."

Timmy nodded, she would usually get down about something be he knew she would tell him in time. He just needed to be patient. "I'm not really sure, I mean it's it in the middle of the week. And my parents have it off. So maybe it would be best to do something here. I was thinking of going to a water park but I've been craving a good barbecue for awhile now. So I'm starting to lean towards the idea of a pool party."

Vicki saw it as an opportunity and swooped in on it, "So, either way you would get to see me in my bikini, right?"

"Yeah…" he said dreamily before he realized what he had said, "I mean no, nope. No."

Vicki pouted and put on a mock face of hurt, "So you don't want to see me in a bikini? The only thing keeping me from being topless for the whole world to see would only be a few thin strings…yeah, I can see why no one would be interested in that."

"Of course I want to see that!" He readjusted the pillow on his lap, realizing he had fallen for her trick as she tried to stifle her laughter. "You're very mean, y'know that?"

She shrugged, "Some things never change."

Timmy smiled at her warmly, "I'm glad that's true, at least."

Vicki tilted her head, "You like me being mean to you?"

"You aren't mean to me. It's good natured teasing. You really don't think I know you by now?"

"Well, aren't we perceptive? Alright, so I might have a little bit too much fun teasing you, but hey, I never thought of torturing you like this. It sure is a kick.

A thought entered Timmy's head, was this all just a game to Vicki than? Just playfully teasing him as a way to cope for her answer being no? Was she leading him on like a dog chasing its tail?

Vicki noticed his frown, "You know… if I didn't like you just a little bit, I would have shot you down and made fun of you like hell. The fact of the matter is, I might like you more that I realized earlier.. But still, Timmy don't get your hopes up. I still have to think this all out and," she glanced out at the clock, "four hours isn't a lot of time." Timmy was hopeful once more as he nodded. He was being dumb by thinking so little of her.

He did find her physically attractive, which was a stronger self-esteem boost than she had expected. Vicki smiled but then shuddered as she remembered Tootie's diary and cringed. Tootie was a pretty sick person, but was that the same for most teens her age? What if Timmy was worse? She was about to ask him if there was a certain nasty thing he had her do in his mind, but a car pulling into the driveway signaled their time was coming to a close.

The red head sighed. Looks like that question will have to wait for the next time we're alone.

His parents burst suddenly through the door, startling the pair on the couch. Vicki rose to her feet to greet his parents while Timmy continued to laze on the couch. While it's true that he had become closer to Vicki, it was also in due part that his parents had become even more distant than they had been in the past.

As the young woman met with the parents, she was slightly befuddled as they seemed antsy to get her out of the house rather than chit chat like they normally did. Mrs. Turner slapped a small stack of bills into Vicki's hand and began to nudge her out the door. Timmy looked over the couch at his parents, they were acting so strange. He glanced at Vicki who gave him a quick wave over her shoulder as she was now out on the porch. As she waves goodbye to Timmy, the door is closed behind her. His parents have wide smiles plastered on their faces as they turn from the door to look in Timmy's direction. It was almost… creepy.

His father spoke, "Son, we have a surprise for you…"

AN: You wanted moar? Then have MOAR! There you have it, chapter two is up! I really am sorry that it took so long for me to update this, I know all too well how it feels to enjoy a story and be left wondering if the author will ever return to it. I really don't want to be that kind of writer. I loved reading every comment, they kept me going as I wrote this out and ironed out the kinks. Please leave a comment of your opinion, they sustain me, they really do. :D What do you guys think of the little dynamic I've got going on here? Is anyone else creeped out by the Turners? I sure am. If you're ever curious on the status of a story, head over to my profile page and you'll find it on my info. Thanks for reading!