Chapter Twelve

"Thank you once again for coming over to watch my ballet practice last night", Tootie said to Timmy.

"Well, it really was great watching you move so gracefully", Timmy replied, "it made for a very nice way to pass the time until Dad and Mom returned home".

"Seeing you there really made me want to impress you, Timmy", Tootie explained, "and since not many boys show up to watch their girlfriends paractice ballet, I really got some envious looks from the other girls".

"I thought that was because of your makeover", Timmy explained, "after all, you've been getting the same looks of envy from the guys. They are all impressed by your new look".

"I only want to impress you, Timmy", Tootie answered, squeezing his hand.

Both were on the school bus heading to school. After Tootie's ballet practice had finished, Mr. Flannigan picked her up, and offered Timmy a ride home. That was when Timmy and Tootie found out about what happened to Vicky.

"Mom is going over to the mental hospital to sign the admission forms for Vicky", Mr. Flannigan explained to Tootie on the drive home, "as Vicky has been diagnosed with a severe mental breakdown, she is going to be in therapy for a long time".

For some reason, none of them were particularly upset about Vicky's situation. In fact, when Mrs. Flannigan returned from the hospital, she had brought along a lot of take-out food and Timmy was invited to partake in the celebration, so by the time Mr. and Mrs. Turner called Timmy on his cell phone to inform him that they were heading home, Timmy was waddling back to his house - sated on all the food he ate.

Now this morning, Timmy talked to Vicky in more detail about what she tried to do to him, though taking care not to mention Cosmo's or Wanda's involvement in the sabotaging of the torture devices.

"So because the torture equipment failed, she went to pieces because she could not torture you any more", Tootie said.

"Well, I'm personally glad that the equipment didn't work either", Timmy commented, "Vicky wouldn't have cared how much pain she would have inflicted on me".

"That was something we... I mean, I didn't anticipate", Tootie said, nearly letting slip as to Trixie's involvement.

"Well, it all worked out", Timmy concluded, "thanks to my Fairy Godparents", he added to himself, not hearing Tootie's near-slip of the tounge.

"Did it ever", Trixie agreed.

"Oh, by the way, I can't thank you enough for that picture you gave me", Timmy said, "It really fit the frame I had perfectly. How did you know about the size?"

"Oh, uh, just lucky I guess", Tootie answered. She had resolved herself never to mention to him her reaction when she had seen Trixie's picture in that frame. Now that her picture was in place there, Tootie knew that she was firmly entrenched in Timmy's heart.

Timmy really loved the picture that Tootie had taken of herself at the Dimmsdale Mall. Tootie really looked super-hot, and now it was in the pride of place: at the Computer Desk amongst the row of candles.

Back in the popular section of the bus, Trixie was glancing over towards where Timmy and Tootie were sitting and talking. Tootie had - after Timmy had left her house - called and informed her of the little amount of information that Timmy had mentioned when he showed up at her ballet practice: that Vicky had taken Timmy away from the Turner residence, but for some reason, Vicky had ended up being put into the Looney Bin.

Oh well, Trixie thought to herself, I won't need to pay the stipend into Vicky's account then, and I can put away that copy of her diary for the time being.

"Hey, Trixie", Tad said, pulling her attention away from the two lovebirds, "I noticed that you haven't been doing your usual routine to Turner for the past couple of days. Not getting tired of being popular, are you?"

"Hey, he's stopped trying to win my affections and since he has a girlfriend of his own now, there's no further need", Trixie explained.

Tad shrugged, then turned back to Chad and chatted about the upcoming football game that Dimmsdale would be playing against Brightsburg Elementary School.

For her part, Veronica looked at Trixie strangely. Something didn't add up. Timmy and Tootie being together and Trixie allowing them both peace. She felt sad that her love for Timmy would remain unrequited, but at least this way she would remain in the popular clique, and who knows: that just may provide a boyfriend for her before too long.

Wanda and Cosmo were in their lunchbox artwork disguise looking at Timmy and Tootie. While Cosmo was thinking about giving Kevin (his pet rock) a makeover like Tootie's, Wanda smiled at them both. In particular, she also reserved a smile for Trixie. She had done a little detective work and found out all the details. Those, Timmy didn't need to know. All that mattered as that they were together, Vicky was sitting in a padded cell wrapped up in a straitjacket, Francis was in traction at Dimmsdale General Hospital, and Tootie's parents were free of the fear that had been hanging over them for so long. It was wonderful how a little help from an unexpected source, plus magical sabotage of torture machines could make everything work out well…

THE END.