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Timmy Turner's 13th Birthday Part III	By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 3528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3
“So. It’s the cheerleader wannabe… Ten seconds to hand over that phone or I beat the shit out of you.”
Veronica scooted out on her ass. She had been stuck in that cramped closet for hours and her legs had gone to sleep. There had been no place to run because of the storm. When she heard the two enter, she decided to hide, to see what dirt she could get on Timmy Turner. Blackmail was always fun, then releasing the evidence anyway filled her heart with joy. She had hit the dirt mother lode! But no escape plan. She didn’t bother trying to make excuses now. She already had a sample of Vicky’s method of counting down (ten, nine, three?!?). And she knew the red-head’s reputation.
Vicky took another hit, this time letting the smoke drift out of her nostrils. “You upload this anywhere, make any copies?” Then, “Don’t lie to me.”
Veronica shook her head. Vicky didn’t believe her. She looked at the browser, the email, history. Nothing, but that didn’t prove anything. Veronica began to look toward the door.
“Don’t try it kid. Big mistake.”
Veronica looked at her. “You’re naked!”
Vicky chuckled, not a pleasant sound. “Sex is more fun that way. Think you’d get out here with all your teeth, blondie? The doors right there.”
Veronica had never been in a fight in her life, though she loved causing them… as long as it was the others who took a beating.
Timmy woke up. He turned on his side, saw Veronica and rolled his eyes. “Shit! Where did she come from?”
Vicky looked at the storm still raging outside, snow covered the lower portion of the window. “She must have already been here when we arrived,” Vicky held up the joint between two fingers, Timmy took a hit.
“Well, what do we do with her?”
Timmy looked out the window at the howling blizzard, easily three more feet of fresh snow in the last couple of hours. “Drop a body out there, no one will find it until spring thaw… except maybe the wolves.”
Veronica looked too. “He couldn’t be serious!” she thought.
Vicky said, “Won’t work, these late season storms melt off fast. What do you think we should do with you, blondie?”
“You can’t hurt me! I’ll tell…”
“Tell who? Vicky asked the cowering girl. Vicky grabbed her by the sweater. Veronica shrieked and looked at Timmy, pleading. He shrugged. “This is not going to end well.” he said.
Timmy had known Veronica his entire life. They had actually played together as babies. Then in the second grade, they had been in Cinderella together. The climax called for Timmy to kiss Veronica, he had promised to do an air kiss (“Aint gonna’ kiss no dumb girl”), but the afternoon of the show she leaned too far forward, he leaned too far forward, result? A real kiss… on the lips. “Yuck!” Totally unintended.
Right there on stage, she hit him with a chair.
Backstage in the dressing room, she hit him with a chair.
Next morning in class, she hit him with a chair.
That afternoon at recess, she dropped a flowerpot from the third-floor window and missed.
The flower pot made him jump back so he was in range of the chair she dropped on his head.
Somehow, that afternoon on the school bus, she hit him with a chair. (Don’t ask!)
Their relationship had gone downhill from there.
The funny thing was, Veronica no longer remembered why she hated Timmy. It was just part of her. Timmy did remember, something about getting hit in the head with a chair five times in two days, left its mark on the boy.
In Veronica’s twisted mind, she loved hating Timmy and she hated loving him. She thought he loved hating her and (of course) hated loving her. Truth was though, his hate had burned off some time ago and she was just an annoyance. He had enough psychos in his life and he didn’t need her… even as cute as she was.
Vicky handed Veronica’s phone to Timmy. He watched the video for a few moments while Vicky and Veronica glared at each other. “Funny, you kept putting the phone down during the action. What were you doing, hmmm?
Vicky laughed. “Bet those panties are soaked. Let me smell your fingers.”
“You shut up, you red-headed whore. You are disgusting, you are both, like, just the worst. Pedophile, I’m going to expose you for seducing a child. Monster!”
Vicky, “Hmmm, 20 below outside, 10 miles from the hotel, in a blizzard? Wonder how far you’d get? Timmy, throw a bucket of water on her first. Think she’ll make 5 miles before frostbite, hypothermia sets in?
Timmy replied, “Are you kidding, the hotel’s up the side of a mountain from here, she won’t make a mile.”
“Look, that’s the only copy. Delete it and it’s gone! I, like, swear! I swear, I swear, I swear!!!”
“She, ‘like’, swears!” Vicky sneered. She reached over to the night stand, opened her hand bag and pulled out her switchblade. “Snick” it opened revealing a shiny, super sharp blade. She began to clean her finger nails. Veronica went white with terror, even Timmy thought she was going too far.
“Timmy, I think we need a little leverage here” gesturing with the blade as she spoke. “Why don’t you take off that sweater?”
“Vicky, what do…”
“Shut up Timmy, us girls are just having a friendly little chat. Sweater off, now!”
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Timmy Turner's 13th Birthday Part III