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Her Relationship	By : SamuelSadi Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 19827 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairly Odd Parents or any of it's characters, cities, or 'brand' names. I do own Bella however. Also I don't make any money/profit for this fiction,it us purely for fun, and the reader's benefit.

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( Vicki's PoV )
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“When was the last time you've eaten?” She tried to bite back the harsh tone in her voice. She didn't want to fight with him. But she was angry with him. She knew for a fact, that except for the couple, very short, naps he had taken in the past four days, that he hadn't slept. Mainly because her mother, or Tootie had told her.
This had actually been the first day since she had the twins, she felt like she had enough energy to even get out of bed, other than to eat or use the rest room. During the day he was in classes, cooking the meals for the most part, and straightening up. During the night, he was the one that had been holding and walking with the babies in turn, so the others could sleep. Around six in the morning was when her sister and mother woke up, and took over with the babies. That would be when Timmy would lay down next to her. She would wake up, as he climbed into the bed with her. Then she usually woke up, no more than two hours later, when the sound of one of the babies crying had Timmy up again.
“Dinner last night?... I think.” Dinner my ass, she thought. Tootie said she hadn't seen him eat in two days... at least.
“When? Three days ago?” She actually had to grab his shoulders to stop him from... “What are you doing?”
“I'm...” He looked at the counter... looked confused. Almost as confused as she was. There was flour on the counter as if he was going to make something. But one of his books sat open in the middle of the flour on counter. She knew nothing about cooking... or well, next to nothing. However, she knew nothing on the counter went together... at least, not in an edible way... EVEN if you excluded the presence of the book. “I don't know.”
“Timmy.” She assumed his answer was to both of her questions. Meaning, he didn't know what he was doing... and he didn't know when he had eaten last. “Look. I'm not mad... not at you... not...” She sighed forcing him to sit down... which was too easy. She was still weak, but he didn't resist at all. “Okay I am mad, I'm furious... but not... Timmy, you are running yourself into the ground. I know school is important, and I know Samantha, and Samuel are important. But... you are only human. You need to eat, and you need to rest. Mom and Tootie stayed when dad went back, just so they could help. Timmy... please. Let them help... Sit down!” She snapped as he stood when Samantha started crying, and was soon quieted by Tootie, or her mother. Samantha had already managed to wrap her father around her little finger, and not even a week out of the womb. Honestly, Timmy loved both of the babies, but she knew... Samantha was his favorite, even if he shouldn't have one. He had hoped for a little redheaded girl.
“I just... I can't let them cry.” He muttered. She looked at him... actually looked at him. He looked horrible. Dark, dark circles under his eyes. His face was starting to look a bit pale. And his eyes kind of looked glazed over. She knew it was true. The first time one of them had cried, once he had come back to the room. She saw his entire body tense... watched as he went on high alert. And she didn't think that he had relaxed once since that moment he tensed up.
“Look at me.” She grabbed his face, making him look at her. “Here's what we are going to do. Tootie and mom have enough milk for the babies all afternoon. Which they will be... somewhere. I don't know where. Mom and Tootie are going to pick up something for their dinner. And will be home around six.” She poked him in the chest. “You, and me. We are going to have a very early dinner. You are going to join me in a nice hot bath. Then, we are going to snuggle up in bed, and we are going to sleep. And if one of the Munchkins starts crying tonight, Tootie and mom will take care of them, since the cribs will be in the spare room with them. Got it mister?”
“I can try,” he murmured.
“That's the best I'm gonna get from you, isn't it?” She sighed. As mentioned, Timmy leaned towards Samantha more, she didn't know why. Samuel was the more mellow one. He was usually content after eating to go right to sleep. Samantha... she was the active one. She was the hair puller. She was the one with the curious blue eyes scanning the entire room. Samuel had gotten her pink eyes, and oddly enough Samantha had blue eyes. Everyone assumed Samantha was going to be a miniature Vicki. And of course, she wondered if either of them would have bucked teeth.
Together they cleaned the kitchen, after Vicki had ordered from one of their favorite restaurant. After everything was cleaned, she enjoyed a few minutes of cuddling on the couch. Rather, she enjoyed almost forty-five minutes of it... Timmy seemed to only enjoy like six or so, before he fell asleep.
Timmy seemed more awake than when he had eaten, and only dozed off in the tub twice. Luckily for him, and her, she had been there, or he might would have drowned. Though while he was awake, he was still all touches and kisses. He was still affectionate. Even if he was only in bed for those two hours each morning, he was always affectionate. She had heard that some males get weirded out after seeing their lover give birth. But Timmy... well you would have to cut off his hands to keep him from caressing her stomach, or her cheek, or shoulder. That told her that the boy did love her... and that nothing short of something apocalyptic could change it... she wasn't even sure if that would even do it.
After drying off, and getting ready for bed... which it was only four in the afternoon, but she didn't care. Timmy needed sleep, and she did too. Well she needed more sleep. Fiery kisses in bed. The kind that warmed her, but didn't push her towards sexual hunger. Honestly, she doubted either of them were up to that, doubted either of them would stay awake long. But his arms wrapped around her, and it wasn't long before he was sleeping. Once she was roused by the sound of crying. She noticed that Timmy had woken up too... she waited... the crying stopped. Heard a deep breath from Timmy, before he pulled her closer, and they both went back to sleep.
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She pushed herself off the couch, something that two weeks ago would have been almost impossible without someone's help. Her mother was in the kitchen making breakfast, while Tootie was busy making faces and funny noises at the babies. Something that made her sister look ridiculous. However, it seemed that most people just loved to make faces at babies. Vicki wasn't complaining. It kept the babies happy, and quiet. And kept Tootie entertained... at least until she leaned close enough for Samantha to grab one of her pigtails, then it seemed Samantha became more entertained, as Tootie became more distressed.
“No no no no, Samantha... let go of Aunt Tootie's hair... Please...” She could hear Tootie begging, Samantha she assumed, to let go of her hair yet again, as she grabbed a cup of coffee. One day Tootie will learn not to lean too close.
“Samantha get Tootie's hair again?” Her mother asked as Vicki sat down at the table. Well, she didn't really ask. She knew, just as Vicki knew, that Samantha had... and for such a small baby, Samantha had a tight grip.
“Seems like it. Samantha doesn't respond to Bella the same way... I think it's cause Bella's hair is so short, so it never gets close enough to grab. Timmy's too.” Vicki laughed, “Then again... Samantha turns into a calm and peaceful baby when Timmy is around. Aren't they both really young to recognize either of us?”
“Supposed to be... I mean they aren't even two weeks old... But I've seen it. Samantha can be fussy and temperamental, then all it takes is for Timmy to walk into the room, and her little eyes focus on him.” Her mother chuckled as she fixed the plates.
Just like Timmy was attached to the little girl, the little girl seemed to be very fond of the brunette that was her father. Vicki only assumed that she could calm the girl down, because her breasts were the girl's 'kitchen' for the time being. Timmy loved both Samantha, and Samuel though. That was obvious.
“Okay, they are sleeping again...” Tootie joined them at the table. One of her pigtails slightly lower than the other. Samantha must have loosened the hair tie when she was tugging on the pigtail. “Man... they sleep a lot.”
“They are still growing. And that's a lot of work, so their little bodies constantly need rest, and food.” Then her mother looked at both her and Tootie. “Are you sure everything will be alright?”
“Mom... It'll be fine.” Vicki assured her. Vicki and Tootie's mother would be returning home today, leaving Tootie to help with the babies for a month or so, since Tootie had graduated this year. Her mother had told them many times, that her boss had said if she needed more time, she could have it. “I promise. And if we need you, you are just a couple hours away, and you said your boss was fine with it. So... if we need you, we'll call. Tootie will still be here, and Bella will be here, when she's not studying or in classes. We were even talking about Bella moving into one of the spare rooms.” Bella's roommate was getting married, and they had talked about her possibly finding another roommate, since he would be moving into her apartment, which was bigger. And of course, she asked her and Timmy about one of the spare rooms, it seemed natural, since the girl pretty much lived there most of the time.
“If you are sure.”
“We're sure Mom. Like Vicki said, if we hit a snag. We will call you.” Tootie offered. Vicki couldn't help but know, that it wasn't just them needing help, it was that her mother wanted to be around her grandchildren.
“And, Uh... a breaks coming up soon. So, we can all come home and see you during the break. Then we can do Christmas, and Thanksgiving, you know... holiday times. As long as you don't mind Bella... I don't think we could stop her, unless we tied her to... something here.” Vicki laughed softly... though not for the reason her mother might assume. Just the thought of the times Bella had been tied to the bed... was comical.
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