#foptootie

[sarahgirl1998]

Lumpy is my favorite male character, Tootie is my favorite female character, so naturally, I think it’d be adorable to picture them as BFFs :3

[sarahgirl1998]

Tootie Sneeze

Tootie took a deep breath and sighed as Mr. Crocker talked in that annoying voice of his. If Tootie heard any words that came out of his mouth, either she wasn't interested, or they made no sense to her. Or both. Either way, however, Tootie really didn't want to be a part of this lesson.

Mr. Crocker pointed to things that he had up on the chalkboard as he gave his lesson. He didn't care if the students were listening to him or not. He was most likely going to give them all an F on their upcoming assignment, anyway.

Tootie took a quick glance out the window close to her, then back to her talking teacher. She hadn't looked outside for three seconds, and she had already seen the clear blue sky, the birds singing, the playground waiting for her to play on it. The problem was that recess wouldn't start for ten more minutes. Why couldn't Mr. Crocker start recess early and save this lesson for later? Was he just THAT much of a jerk? Tootie just didn't understand.

Tootie's mind wandered as she waited for the lesson to finish. She thought about all of the things she wanted to do in her life. She wanted to pass Mr. Crocker's lessons (despite that she didn't want to listen to them), make her parents proud, get revenge on Vicky, find a way to make Timmy fall in love with her...

Suddenly, Tootie's nose tickled - a sensation that snapped her straight out of her thoughts. She looked down at her nose, which had begun to twitch. She sniffled a little, trying to stop her nose from itching, but it continued to itch. She felt like she was going to sneeze sometime soon. Something she was deathly afraid of doing in front of Mr. Crocker.

Tootie reached her hand up to her face and rubbed underneath her nose with her forefinger. But despite her attempts to fight back against the tickle in her nose, it became clear that it wasn't working. She could feel her nostrils flaring up as she rubbed her nose. She could feel her breath beginning to hitch a little, but she tried to hold it in.

What was making her so sneezy? Tootie hadn't been outside that much this morning, only going out to the bus right when it arrived and entering the school as soon as she got off. Maybe it was the smell of the chalk dust that arose whenever Mr. Crocker erased something off the chalkboard. Or perhaps the pollen count was a little higher than usual, even with the few seconds she spent getting on and off the bus. As Tootie thought about the possible causes of her incoming sneeze, her nose continued to tickle. It was like it was reading her mind and responding to it. She couldn’t focus on the reason for too long, though - she needed to sneeze.

“Aaaah...” Tootie inhaled as she tilted her neck back. The inhale was quiet, but still slightly audible. She didn't know if Mr. Crocker heard the gasp, but she didn't care. She didn't want to sneeze, not now.

Tootie continued to keep her forefinger underneath her nose, trying her best to stop the tickle in her nose from getting any worse. But a couple more hitched gasps emerged from her mouth, a sign that her attempts weren’t working. “Aaaah, haaaah...”

“Please, don’t...” Tootie thought to herself as she rubbed her nose again, a bit harder this time. She was hoping that her own denying thoughts such as this would help her hold back her sneeze, but they didn’t. They just reminded her of how much her nose tickled, how much she needed to sneeze.

“Heh... Haaaaaaah...” Tootie tilted her neck back some more, still having her forefinger underneath her nose. “Ehh-haaaaaaaaahhhh...”

“Come on, Tootie... you can do this...” Tootie thought, but her nose still didn’t think so. It was still twitching and tickling like crazy. What would it take to get rid of this itch?

Tootie stopped rubbing her nose with her forefinger for a second, only to begin rubbing her nose with her hand instead. It wasn’t much help, however, so she paused, then switched to rubbing her nose with her arm. Her nose just tickled more. And she continued to inhale.

“Heeeeh, aaaaah... Aaaaaaaaah... Haaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHH...”

How had Mr. Crocker not heard these inhales already? Tootie wanted to think about that, but due to her upcoming sneeze, she just couldn’t. After a few more seconds of holding back her sneeze, she finally pulled her arm away from her nose. She had finally realized that she couldn’t stop her sneeze. It was going to come out, whether she liked it or not.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... Heeeeeehhhhhhhh-AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...” Tootie raised both of her hands up to cover her mouth, and took a particularly loud, climactic inhale. “HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH--!!”

Mr. Crocker finally heard Tootie’s inhales and turned around to look at her. And there she was, tilting her upper body as far back as she could, still having her hands over her mouth. All the students were looking at her, the girls covering their eyes, the boys covering their ears. Before Mr. Crocker could say a word, however...

Tootie released the sneeze.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!"

The mere sound of Tootie’s sneeze echoed through the classroom as she doubled over, directly into her hands. All of the students and Mr. Crocker cringed from hearing the sneeze. None of them had ever heard such an earsplitting sneeze before, and it was highly unlikely that they ever would. But to make things worse, Tootie needed to sneeze again. With no time to recover and no strength left to hold it back, she tilted her neck back and gave another massive inhale.

“HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!”

Tootie was lucky that she was still able to keep her hands over her mouth with this next sneeze. The students and Mr. Crocker cringed again, with their eyes wide and pupils shrunken in complete, utter disbelief and shock. This sneeze had been just as bad as the one before it.

After a few seconds, Tootie finally recovered her breath and pulled her hands away from her mouth. Her hands were probably soaked with her spit, but she didn’t realize just yet. As she always would after she sneezed, she began to rub her pink nose adorably with her forefinger. Her nose wasn’t pink because she was sick, but because those two sneezes had really done a number on it. She was blushing a bright red, her face a mixture of embarrassment and sadness. She was sad because she couldn’t stop her sneeze no matter how hard she tried, and embarrassed because everybody in her class had heard the sneeze. Suddenly, she heard the voice of her teacher.

“OH, MY GOSH!”

Tootie looked up at Mr. Crocker, still rubbing her nose. Knowing his attitude and the way he talked, she feared the absolute worst possible thing he would say. Instead, however, he said this.

“Holy cow, Tootie! Where the heck did THAT come from?!” Mr. Crocker asked, referring to her sneeze.

“Oh, my...” Tootie blushed even more as she sweated a little. She was pretty sure that she was in big trouble. The only thing she could do was apologize with all of her heart. She almost sounded like she was on the verge of tears. “Oh, Mr. Crocker, I am so sorry! I really had to sneeze, I just HAD to! I didn’t want to do it, but I couldn’t stop it! My nose was so tickly... I... I’m really sorry!”

Surprisingly enough, Mr. Crocker heard her every word. Tootie expected him to respond, but he didn’t... at first. But then he took something - Tootie couldn’t see what it was at first - and walked over to Tootie. He stopped when he was right in front of her. He eyed her, and she gulped nervously, still having her forefinger underneath her nose. Was he going to give her an F for sneezing and interrupting the class?

Just as she finished thinking that, Mr. Crocker placed the object that he had taken right in front of her desk. This was the point where Tootie finally got to see what it was. It wasn’t an F. It was a box of tissues.

“Gesundheit,” said Mr. Crocker.

Once she had heard his response, a wave of miraculous realization engulfed Tootie. He wasn’t mad at her. He had saved at least one of these tissue boxes for any moment where someone sneezed as loud as they did. And he wasn’t going to give them an F just for a massive sneeze. Tootie smiled, sighed with relief and thanked Mr. Crocker. Even after all of this time after her two sneezes, she still had her forefinger underneath her nose.

“Thank you,” Tootie replied, politely.

Mr. Crocker went back to the chalkboard, but before he could pick up his pointer, he turned to look at Tootie one more time.

“Next time, just let your sneezes out,” Mr. Crocker advised.

Tootie nodded in understanding. It was unlike him to say things like that, but she didn’t mind. She just removed her forefinger, took a couple of tissues from the box and blew her nose. She was almost surprised at how good the blowing felt, almost as good as the sneezes she had released. Tootie sighed quietly in relief as she wiped her nose with the tissues.

When the bell finally rang, most of the students got up and went outside for recess. Tootie, however, threw away her used tissues and went up to Mr. Crocker. She wanted to ask him for something.

“Um, Mr. Crocker?” Tootie asked. Mr. Crocker turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow in curiosity that looked more like suspicion. “Do you have anything I can clean my hands with before I go to recess?”

Mr. Crocker pointed to a bottle on his desk. “Yeah, use the hand sanitizer.”

Tootie went over to the bottle, squirted some hand sanitizer onto her hand, and then began rubbing her hands together until they were dry. The sanitizer killed every single pathogen that had been on her hands, from the moment she sneezed into them up to now. Her hands much cleaner, Tootie finally walked out of the classroom and headed out onto the playground to enjoy her recess.

And that was the day that Tootie learned not to hold back her sneezes. She now knew that it was much better to let them out than hold them in, as she had done in class that day. Someday, Tootie wanted to teach other schoolkids not to hold back their sneezes.

“If you feel like you’re gonna sneeze, don’t stop it. Just let it all go,” she wanted to tell them. “It feels much better that way. Trust me, I’ve had it happen to me before...”

[sarahgirl1998]

Tootie’s Flower

It was a warm, sunny day, and Tootie was taking a walk outside. She suddenly stopped, though, when she saw a flower growing out of the ground. The flower had light pink petals with a yellow center, and a green stem and leaves.

Tootie smiled and walked over to the flower. She sat down in front of it and looked at it for a few moments. She couldn’t help herself, it just looked... adorable. As she was admiring the pretty flower, a thought came into her mind, seemingly out of nowhere.

“I wonder how this flower smells...”

Tootie bent her neck closer to the flower and took a couple of gentle sniffs. As she did so, however, a little bit of pollen from the flower was sucked towards her face, and up into her nostrils. And they didn’t take that well.

As soon as she felt it coming in, her eyes opened completely. Tootie pulled her neck away from the flower, only to notice that her nose was twitching, and her nostrils were flaring up a little. Not only that, but it felt like something was tickling the insides of her nose. Tootie sniffled a few times, trying to stop her nose from itching, but it wasn’t working. She felt like she was going to sneeze.

“Aaaah...” she inhaled, tilting her neck back slightly. “Haaaaaah...”

For some reason, every inhale that Tootie emitted seemed to tickle her nose even more. Either that, or her nose just couldn’t take that little bit of pollen. Either way, however, she could tell that she needed to sneeze. So she kept on inhaling, tilting her head further back as her nose shivered.

“Heeeh... HaaaaaaaaaaAAAAH...” Tootie tilted her upper body as far back as she could. Her nose was rumbling constantly, and her nostrils flared as widely as they could go. And then, it came.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!”

An exceptionally loud and strong sneeze exploded from Tootie as she sent her upper body forwards. A good amount of spray and wind was released from her mouth, and the wind was enough to blow the flower out of the ground. The sneeze was painful, but felt good to release. Perhaps that was because it was a lot larger than she was used to.

Tilting her upper body back to its normal position, Tootie sniffled as she rubbed her nose with her forefinger. Something about that action, along with her almost sad-looking expression, made her look truly adorable. Seeing that she had sneezed the flower away from her, she looked around the area for where it might have gone.

“That was weird,” she said quietly as she continued to rub her nose. “I liked the smell of that flower. Why’d it make me sneeze?”

She got up from the ground, took a brief look at her forefinger and casually wiped it off on her shirt, wanting to clean it off. Then she walked away from where she had been sitting.

“Maybe I’m a little allergic to flowers...?” Tootie thought.

[sarahgirl1998]

Making Tootie Sneeze

Vicky was sitting on the couch in her living room as she thought about what to do. It was a Saturday, and she didn't have to babysit for the Turners' child, Timmy, but that was why she was so bored. She had always enjoyed torturing Timmy since the day they had first met. Every bad thing she had ever done to him, as well as every insult that she had ever called him, just made her feel good inside.

But if she couldn't make Timmy's day miserable, maybe there was some other kid's day that she could ruin...

Vicky saw that her younger sister, Tootie, was sitting in front of the TV and watching something. She was aware that she could torture her whenever she wanted to, but she wondered if she could do that without being noticed. Vicky then looked over at the coffee table, and then she saw it: a pepper shaker, which she had brought into the room before she had eaten her lunch. That was when she got an idea. She could make Tootie sneeze, something that she had never forced anyone to do before.

Vicky took the pepper from the table, put the shaker in her pocket and looked around for any other sneeze-causing objects. On a shelf on the other side of the living room, she saw a bouquet of pollen-coasted flowers in a vase, and a duster. She removed a feather from the duster and a flower from the bouquet, and then she walked up to Tootie. She made sure to put her inducing tools in her pockets, just out of Tootie's view.

"Hey, Tootie..." Vicky said in an unconvincingly friendly way, which was part of a ruse.

"Yeah?" Tootie immediately responded as she turned her head to look at Vicky.

Without saying anything in response, Vicky lunged at her sister and pinned her down to the floor. The little girl tried to get up, but she couldn't move her arms since Vicky was holding them down.

"Vicky! What are you doing?!" Tootie asked in worry.

"Oh, nothing." Vicky pulled a lie. "I'm just gonna have a little fun with you, heh heh!"

"What do you mean?" Tootie didn't know what Vicky was talking about.

Again, Vicky didn't say anything. Instead, she reached into her pocket, pulled out the pepper shaker from earlier, and began to shake it into Tootie's face.

"Aah!" Tootie cringed, and her eyes began to water, mostly from the pepper that was irritating her nose, but also because of having to inhale it in the first place. "My nose, it hurts!" She wanted to rub her nose, but she couldn't, and she could feel a pretty big sneeze beginning to build. Her nose twitched and her breath hitched slightly. "Aaah..."

Quickly figuring out that Tootie was going to sneeze soon, Vicky switched from shaking the pepper into her face to shaking it right into her nose. She smiled evilly as the helpless little girl's nostrils flared up, and her nose reddened slightly and continued to twitch.

"Aaaahh... Haaaaah..." Tootie continued to inhale as she tilted her head back slightly. She tried as hard as she could to hold her sneeze back, but it just wasn't working. It probably would have been easier if she weren't being held down. Her body, let alone her nose and nostrils, just couldn't handle the amount of pepper that Vicky was using on her. "Haaaaaaah... I, I think... Aaaaaaahhh... I'm... haaaaaaaaah... gonna...!"

"Wait, don't tell me. You're gonna sneeze?" Vicky asked, taunting her sister.

"HaaaaaaaaaAAAAHHHHH..." Tootie couldn't say anything or even nod her head in response. She had already realized that she couldn't fight her sneeze, so she had no choice but to accept her fate. The pepper was just seconds away from finishing her off, anyway. "AaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH... AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!" Tootie made sure to turn her head as far away from Vicky as she could. As much as she needed to sneeze, she really didn't want to sneeze on her sister, no matter how much of a jerk she was towards her.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!"

Tootie finally released her sneeze, and a pretty large amount of saliva escaped from her mouth. The sneeze was much bigger and louder than she had been used to, but it wasn't enough to blow all of the pepper out of her nose. A split-second after she started to recover from the sneeze, she needed to sneeze again. This time, it didn't take nearly as long as the first one.

"HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW!! AaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH-CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW!!"

Vicky looked on in fiendish delight as her sister sneezed. In fact, she even wondered why she hadn't made anyone sneeze before. Maybe there was something else that could make her victim sneeze as much as she was, or at least as hard. She removed the pepper shaker from her sister's face, put it back in her pocket and took out the flower.

Tootie was about to rub her nose with her hand, which Vicky had momentarily let go of, but the evil teenager quickly grabbed her hand and removed it from her face. She then held the flower directly under Tootie's red nose.

"Vicky, please don't make me sneeze..." Tootie said as she sniffled a couple of times. Her nose was still slightly itchy, but the most she could do was sniffle repeatedly. "I don't feel so good..." She sniffed deeply, but didn't notice the flower that Vicky was holding under her nose, and a small amount of pollen got sucked into her nostrils.

"Haaaaah... Aaaaaaahhh..." Tootie's breath immediately hitched again as the urge to sneeze returned. She could feel her nose twitching and her nostrils flaring up. "Oh, my... Haaaaaaaaaahhhh..."

Vicky continued to smile evilly as she began to rub the flower under Tootie's already-irritated nostrils, intensifying the urge to sneeze. It wasn't just the petals tickling her nose that did that, but the amount of pollen that scattered onto her nostrils. It didn't leave as much of a burning sensation as the pepper did, but it was just as effective. And she wasn't even allergic to it.

"Haaaaaaahhhhh... Heeeeeeeehhhhh...!" Tootie sniffled again, but ended up sending all of the pollen that was on her nostrils into her nostrils, forcing her to release the sneeze. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEH-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!"

Tootie again turned her head away from Vicky as she sneezed loudly again. Her nostrils hadn't had enough relief from the pollen, however, so she entered another sneezing fit.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH-CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaah... HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH-CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!"

"Man, this is awesome!" Vicky said to herself. "I've got to do this to Timmy sometime!" When it seemed like Tootie had recovered from her sneezing fit, she removed the flower from Tootie's face, put the flower back in her pocket and pulled out the feather. She began to tickle the outside of Tootie's nose with it.

"Vicky, stop it!" Tootie begged. "You've made me sneeze way too many times already..."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Vicky said as she continued to tickle her sister's nose.

"But, Vicky..." Tootie couldn't finish her sentence as she could feel another sneeze coming on. "Aaaaaah... Aaahhhhh..."

Quickly getting impatient, Vicky inserted the feather into one of Tootie's nostrils and started tickling the inside of her nasal passage, drawing out a couple more pre-sneeze gasps.

"AaaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHHH... HAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH..." Tootie inhaled twice, but then released much faster than the two of them had thought she would. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH-CHEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW!"

It was a comparatively smaller sneeze than the last several that Vicky had caused her to release, but it was enough to blow the feather right out of her nostril. And this time, she didn't manage to turn her head as she sneezed right at Vicky's face.

"Ugh! Dang it!" Vicky said in irritation. She did enjoy when anyone else was suffering, but she hated getting sneezed on.

Barely a second later, Tootie started to inhale again.

"Haaaaaaaaahhh... Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh..."

"You know what?! Fine, I'll stop!" Vicky said as she let go of Tootie's hands, and then wiped the saliva off her face with her arm. "But I'm not finished with you, you little brat..."

Tootie could only sit up and tilt her neck far back as she prepared to sneeze again.

"AaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH-Cheeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwww!"

Tootie shot her neck forwards as she released a final sneeze, not managing to cover her mouth but aiming her head downward. She then sniffled repeatedly and rubbed her nose on her forefinger while looking up at Vicky.

"Why did you do this to me, Vicky?" she asked, still rubbing her nose and sounding like she was on the verge of tears.

"Because I wanted to!" Vicky answered.

She then walked out of the living room, laughing evilly to herself. She had had a great time, and she needed to make others sneeze more often. Tootie, however, stayed in the living room as she cried over what she had been through. It might have been over now, but she was worried about when Vicky might make her sneeze again. It could happen at any time, on any day... quite a scary thought, but definitely not much better than the first time it had happened, at best.