Chapter #5Tiny Timmy 2: Electric Boogaloo by: Metalix64   It all began like any other day for Timmy Turner. As usual, his clueless parents had left him with his evil babysitter Vicky. However, he wouldn't have his fairy godparents to help him this time. They had gone to Fairy World to have their wands tuned up and wouldn't be back for a while.
Timmy stared up at the ceiling, completely bored out of his mind. Cosmo and Wanda had only been gone for five minutes, and already he was bored and wished that they were home.
"Ugh! I feel like I'm going to die of boredom before Cosmo and Wanda get back." He got up and started pacing the room. Timmy looked over to his closet and wondered if he had anything from his past wishes in his closet.
Timmy pulled open the door, hoping there would be something inside that he hadn't unwished or was worth getting him out of his boredom. Instead, his eyes lit up when he saw his shrinking suit. "Cool, it's my old shrink suit!" Timmy exclaimed. He quickly went into his closet and pushed the mechanical suit out with all his might. Once it was in the middle of the room, he climbed into the mechanical suit and closed the hatch.
"With Cosmo and Wanda gone, I can do whatever I want!" Timmy thought as he pushed a few buttons. Then, the large metal suit began to glow, and it quickly dwindled in size.
Timmy giggled with excitement as he looked around his now gigantic room.
"Now, what should I do first?" Timmy thought to himself. "I could annoy Vicky by flying around her like a fly. Or maybe I could fly over to Trixie Tang's mansion."
Timmy's heart raced at the very thought of being this small around Trixie. He could literally get closer to her than ever before. It was going to be so much fun.
Before Timmy could take off, Vicky burst into the room with an angry scowl.
"Twerp!" She yelled. "Where are you hiding? Come out here right now, or I'll kick your butt!" So the shrunken boy changed the suit into its submarine mode and flies over to his monolithic babysitter.
Timmy observes Vicky from his tiny perspective. She looked bigger and scarier than ever, and he knows that he had better be careful. As he neared Vicky, he notices something about her that he didn't before.
"You know what, Vicky may be evil, but she's actually really hot!" Timmy said as he circled her mountainous body. Vicky's massive mammaries looked as big as his house. He couldn't help but stare for a bit longer. Finally, Timmy snapped out of his gaze and slapped himself. "What am I saying?!" Timmy asked himself. "I can't be attracted to Vicky! She's the embodiment of evil!" Despite his icky feelings towards his giant babysitter, Timmy still couldn't stop his eyes from focusing on Vicky's awesome body again as he continued to circle her.
Vicky growls in annoyance at what she thinks is a tiny insect buzzing around her. "Get lost, little bug, or I'm gonna squish you!" The huge teenager attempted to swat the insubstantial mech with her hand. Timmy screams as the massive hands and fingers try to smack him out of the air. He pulls hard on the controls of the sub and narrowly avoids getting squashed. Timmy lands on top of Vicky's nose, and she squints her eyes at the 'bug.' She slowly raises her hand over her face preparing to squish it. Timmy quickly flies out of Vicky's reach as her massive hand descends upon her face. Vicky's palm makes contact with her nose with a loud smack.
"Ouch! That hurts!!" The teen cried in pain. She turned to see the mini-mechanical sub hovering above her head in midair. "No one makes a fool out of Vicky, not even a bug!" Vicky screams in anger.
The evil babysitter flails her arms around her enormous frame, trying to swat the tiny mechanical sub. Timmy laughs hysterically and dives down behind her feet. Vicky tries to stomp on him, but he moves out of the way. Vicky's foot came down with a mighty crash, so Timmy flew back up to his babysitter's face. Only this time, he flies into her bright red hair.
"Ahhh, it's in my hair!" Vicky shouts in disgust. Timmy soars through the massive red forest and looks on with a cocky grin on his face. The smell of Vicky's shampoo begins to fill the cockpit. Timmy inhales deeply.
"Smells like coconut shampoo," Timmy thought aloud as he looked at the radar and saw Vicky's massive fingers headed right for him. He quickly swoops out of the way of her pummeling fist.
"Haha, okay. I think that's enough messing with Vicky for now," Timmy said as he flew away from his monolithic foe.
"Now it's time to sneak into Trixie Tang's room and see her in all of her gigantic glory!" Timmy thought to himself as he took off towards his bedroom door. "Wow, that sounds a lot creepier now that I've said that out loud."
Vicky spotted the tiny "bug" exiting the room. "Oh no, you don't! I'm not finished with you yet, bug!" Vicky ran into the hallway and made a beeline for Timmy.
Timmy looks at his radar and saw that Vicky was hot on his tail.
"Man, she's relentless! I gotta lose her!" Timmy said, flying down the stairs.
Luck was on his side. Vicky was so focused on catching him that she wasn't watching her step. She fell on her butt and slid down the staircase.
"Waaahhhh!" Vicky screamed.
As Vicky crashed to the bottom of the stairs, Timmy quickly soared up to the ceiling. Vicky picked herself up and scowled.
"Stay right there! I got just the thing for you!" She stomped off into the living room, presumedly to get one of her 'babysitting tools.'
"Nows my chance to get out of here!" Timmy quickly flew over to the kitchen. He could see that the window was wide open. He was almost home free.
"Almost there! Just a little further," Timmy said to himself.
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