“Alright, the coast is clear,” Tootie said to herself as she crawled in through the kitchen window. “I just gotta pour this sleeping powder in Vicky’s drink, and then Timmy and I can have the house all to ourselves!” she gushed, hearts flying around her head as she imagined all the fun things they could do together. “Now, I just need to find that—” *Tink* “Ow,” Tootie said, more annoyed than in pain. She turned to spy a tiny flying object near her cheek. However, just before she could swat it away, her eyes zeroed in on the bug-sized object and spied something unexpected. “T-Timmy?”
Timmy froze as he began a staring contest with his stalker. “Uh, this is not the twerp you’re looking for?” he awkwardly laughed as he prepared to slam on the gas.
“Yeah, nice try,” Tootie deadpanned, snatching the machine out of the air. Pinching it firmly between her fingers, she brought what she realized to be a machine up for a closer inspection. “That really is you, isn’t it, Timmy? You’re tiny, and in some kind of—”
“Bug!” Vicky shrieked as she stomped through the house. But then, her voice turned butt-puckeringly sweet as she said, “Hey, where’d ya go, little fella? I just wanna be your friend.”
“Uh, do you think we can take this conversation elsewhere?” Timmy asked in a panic.
“Agreed.” Holding Timmy secure in her palm, Tootie fled out the window and rushed through the yard back to her place. Once in her room, she locked all 37 locks on the door, and activated every other anti-Vicky security measure. Tootie had everything from electrified barbed wire to attack dogs, a mote with alligators, death bots, and even a box with a string and stick. Alas, such measures could only slow Vicky down. However, this period of private time was particularly critical to the love-starved elementary student, so she was ready to fight for every precious second.
When Timmy could finally see again, Tootie had opened her palm. However, she’d made sure to keep him secure between her fingers. The weapons on the vessel weren’t very powerful at this size, so, for the time being, he was a prisoner. “Hey, Tootie,” he greeted with a forced smile. “How’s it going?”
“Oh, pretty good. I just caught the strangest little bug a few minutes ago,” Tootie casually explained. “It bears a striking resemblance to this one boy I like, only smaller, and therefore cuter. Maybe you know him. He’s got a pink hat, teeth like a beaver, and he’ll be in big trouble if I don’t get some answers,” she finished with deadly seriousness. “Firstly, what is this thing, and how did you get it?”
Looking around the vessel, Timmy knew that he was in the bind. The truth was not an option, lest he lose everything fun and wonderful in his life. He just had to hold out until Cosmo and Wanda came back, and he could wish out of this mess. Until then, he had to tell a convincing enough lie. “This is a shrink machine, and I, uh, got it off the internet.” After a second of staring down the giant girl, Timmy started to sweat as she considered his story.
“Okay, that makes sense,” Tootie accepted and Timmy sighed in relief. “Next question: what are you doing with that thing, anyway?”
“You mean besides escaping Vicky?”
“Yes, besides that.” Then, however, Tootie had a thought. “Were you going to use that to peep on girls?”
“I… nooo?”
“Ugh, I knew it,” Tootie huffed. “Such a typical boy. You’re always chasing shallow bimbos who don’t even notice you, when there’s a lovely young woman already here and waiting for you to notice her,” she pleaded. Waiting might not have been the right word, as Tootie made no secret about her feelings towards Timmy. “You’ve always rejected me in the past. However, this time, the advantage is mine,” she said as her lips twisted into a sinister grin. “This time, I won’t let you get away.”
“Ya know, all things considered, I really should have seen this coming,” Timmy said to himself.
“Oh, you’re gonna see a lot more than that, little man,” Tootie evilly cackled. It appeared as though lightning struck and thunder boomed within the room to make Tootie extra menacing, but that was just the death bots wrestling to alleviate boredom. “So, let’s lay down the law. I’ve got you tight in my grasp. However that machine works, I’m guessing you can’t grow back while I’m holding you, or you would have already done so.”
Pursing his lips, Timmy nodded.
“Good. However, while I’m loving you being all cute and small, you’re a little too small for my liking,” Tootie explained as she pulled out a Swiss army knife. “So, here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna grow back to a size I like, step out of that machine, and let me play with you. If you don’t”—she flipped a set of tweezers out of the knife—“I’ll drag you out, probably destroy the machine, and make do with playing with you flea-sized.”
Timmy gulped as he beheld the manic fire in Tootie’s normally gentle eyes.
“Also, you try to escape at any point”—she extracted even more tools from the knife, from a mallet, to a flamethrower, a fiddle, some kind of alien tentacle, and several less pleasant things—“well, you’re an imaginative guy. I’m sure you can figure it out.”
For as long as Timmy knew Tootie and Vicky, he’d wondered if one of them had been adopted. Tootie was just so sweet and gentle, while Vicky had a best-selling song about how horrible she was. However, after all this time, Timmy finally saw the family resemblance. He could tell that Tootie meant every word of her threat, just as her sister always did. However, Timmy chose to look on the bright side. Strictly speaking, the plan hadn’t changed. He still had to hold out and wait for his fairy godparents. He just had to do so with a girl who was more of a crazy stalker than he’d suspected.
1 Timmy cooperates and becomes Tootie’s toy (nice)
2 Timmy cooperates and becomes Tootie’s toy (mean)
3 Timmy tries to escape, but something happens with the machine
4 Vicky tracks the twerps down
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