Summary: This is just a "what if' scenario based on the fact that we never saw Timmy's wife at the end of "Cannel Chasers". I, of course have put in the girl that I felt would be Mrs. Timmy Turner, however I will not reveal her identity until the very end (but please read the whole thing and don't just skip to find out her identity!) This takes place maybe a month or two before the scenes we saw at the end of "Channel Chasers".
Disclaimer: As always, I do not own anything here but the plot. The characters used herein and the show they are from is owned by Elmer "Butch" Hartman and Nickelodeon. The song is "Unfaithful" by Rihanna and is owned by her, the songwriter, or the record label.
She lay down next to her lover. She knew she shouldn't be here, but she couldn't stop herself from cheating on him. Her breath returned slowly as they came down from the plateau of ecstasy they had sent each other to. She kissed the blonde haired man as he regained his breath. "That was fantastic baby." was the first thing he said to her. She sighed, as her conscience gnawed at her once more.
You shouldn't be doing this! You supposedly love Tim, yet here you are in the arms of another guy! What the hell is wrong with you! The voice snapped at her.
Oh shut up! You know our marriage has gone south since those twins were born! He spends more time with them then he does fulfilling his obligations to me! She snapped back, trying to blame Tim for all of this, however she knew deep down that it wasn't his fault.
She got up to get dressed, as her lover laid a soft hand on her shoulder. "You going to tell him tonight right?" he said. Again she sighed, knowing it would break his heart. But she had to do the right thing for herself. "Yes, I'll tell him, I know it's going to kill him, but I gotta do the right thing for me and you baby." The man just smiled, he had finally gotten what he wanted since they started this affair six months ago. "I love you baby." she seriously doubted it, but she couldn't stop her response. "I love you too Remy." she said as she made her way out of the mansion and out to her S.U.V.
She began the long drive back to the humble suburban home she shared with her loving husband. She figured that her old line of "working late" would suffice, and then she would tell him the truth once the kids were in bed. She knew it was wrong, but a part of her blamed their son Tommy and their daughter Tammy for the disintegration of her marriage.
If they hadn't born so early in our marriage, then maybe Tim and I wouldn't be in this situation. She thought, trying to rationalize her actions of late.
To get her mind off what was about to happen, she turned on the radio hoping that would help her. However the song that came on was far from helpful.
Story of my
life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow
in my soul
Cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company
Oh great, just what I need at this moment, more guilt! She thought bitterly, but she continued to listen as the song basically told her story.
He's more than a
man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is
blue
But clouds are rolling in
Because I'm gone again
And to
him I just can't be true
Angry tears began to fall down her cheeks as she drove. She was more upset at how she had turned out then anything. She still tried to blame Tim for most of it, but she knew better. All he had been was the most loving and supportive husband a woman could want. She had it all: a great husband, beautiful kids, a good home and here she was sneaking home from her lover's house and betraying her vows once more.
It ends tonight; once I tell Tim what I've been up to it's all over. I'll let him keep the kids and the house. I'll even pay child support. But it ends tonight! She thought bitterly. A twelve year marriage down the drain because she couldn't handle being a wife and mother.
And I know that
he knows I'm unfaithful I don't
wanna do this anymore
And it kills him inside
To know that I
am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime
I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't
wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't
wanna be...
A murderer
Your gonna kill him you know. You will stand there and watch his heart snap in half and you won't feel a damn thing. You truly are an uncaring, selfish bitch! Her conscience screamed from the back of her mind. She knew it was true, so she didn't bother arguing.
I feel it in the
air Cause I know that he knows I'm
unfaithful
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another date
A kiss
upon my cheek
As he reluctantly
Asks if I'm gonna be out late
I
say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't
have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And
we know it very well
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with
some other guy
I can see him dying
As she drove, she thought back to the past month. As the memories swirled back, she could finally see that somehow he knew. He had grown a little cold towards her, but never around the kids. Once the kids were in bed though, he would sleep on the couch or the guest room. It seemed like he wanted to be as far away from her as possible.
I don't wanna do
this anymore Our love, his trust I don't
wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk
out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna
hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna
be...
A murderer
I might as well
take a gun and put it to his head
Get it over with
I don't
wanna do this
Anymore
Uh
Anymore (anymore)
I don't wanna be the reason why
And
everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more
inside
And I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take
away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer (a murderer)
At first, she couldn't believe that she would cheat on such a good guy, but as the months slipped away she rationalized it to the point where she felt little to no guilt…until she got home. Upon seeing the smiles on her children's faces, along with the looks of undeniable love in her husband's baby blue eyes always got her conscience running into high gear.
She pulled into the driveway, and noticed that the light in her children's bedroom was off, and the lights in the living room were on. She nervously parked the car, got out, and began that long walk to the front door. She fumbled for her keys, but the door swung open, and there stood an angry Tim. She looked into the foyer, and noticed that her bags had been fully packed and were sitting there.
"Hello my darling." Tim said, adding an edge to the last word.
"Hi baby, sorry I'm late…but I had to work late." she lied. She tried to give him a kiss, but he jerked his head away.
"Don't even try it, God only knows where those lips have been!" he said in a quiet, yet anger and hatred filled voice.
"What do you mean baby?" she asked, knowing that this was coming.
"I know alright, there's no need to bullshit me now. You're cheating on me with Remy Buxaplenty! How the hell could you? Don't I provide enough? Am I not good enough for you anymore?" he yelled, throwing a series of pictures of her and Remy at her feet.
"I'm sorry! What more do you want me to say? I couldn't stop myself once it started!" she cried, tears beginning to flow.
"Save the fucking lies! I want you out of my house TONIGHT!" he yelled, throwing her bags past her and out onto the sidewalk.
She turned to walk back down the driveway, picking up as many of her bags as she could. She knew this was coming, and she was ashamed of herself. That's when Tim dropped the biggest bombshell on her.
"Just so you know, once I found out about you and Remy, I had my own affair to get over my grief and heartbreak!" he called after her.
She turned around in shock. How could he have an affair? She thought angrily. Because you had one dummy! What's good for the goose is good for the gander! Her conscience called back.
"Who was it? Anybody I know?" she asked, not really wanting to know the answer, but curious as to whom he might have an affair with.
His answer, while simple, stung her to no end. It was the one person she would never in a million years figure on him cheating with.
"Vicky." he said calmly, before shutting the door and locking it.
Tootie just stood there, mouth agape. She was stunned, hurt, pissed off and many other emotions, but in a way it made sense. She had hurt him bad, so he got his revenge hurting her in a way she never expected…by sleeping with her own sister!
She couldn't speak, let alone think as she packed her bags into her trunk and got behind the wheel. She started the car and drove off, her jaw dragging about a block behind her after Tim's devastating bombshell.
A/N: Read and Review please. I'll bet it wasn't who you expected huh? I got a little tired of doing just fluffy romantic Timmy/Tootie fics, so I came up with this. If you want to flame me, that's fine. For the record (as many of you know) I adore this pairing, but you can't always write the happy ending.