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A peaceful, “normal” daily routine of Timantha “Timmy” Turner may sound as having relaxed, fun and functional life; spending time with her parents who are loving, being popular with students in school, enjoying the childhood as a kid.

Well…. that’s an ABSOLUTE wrong answer.

“TIMMY~ WAKE UP~!”

Yes, two flying man and woman with odd colored hair, holding wands, wings attached to their back,… they’re her godparents. To define the existence of Fairy godparents, are group of fairies who are assigned to children from dysfunctional or miserable life; such as neglectful or abusive parents, bullied in school, unpopular with kids, lack of self-esteem, or when people doesn’t like them. 

And she’s one of those miserable kids. Her real parents were neglectful as they always left her with horrible babysitter—who would be introduced later— and she doesn’t have good time in school.

“What is it…. Today is Saturday…” Timmy yawned.

“We wouldn’t want you to miss the day to go out and have fun~” Wanda said in sing-song tone, knowing Timmy wasn’t a morning kid.

This is Wanda Fairywinkle Cosma. Her pink hair curled a bit with a bun, wears yellow T-shit with frills, black jeans and shoes. She is a wife of…

“Timmy! Have you seen my coin Phillip?! I’ve been holding it for seven hours and a half during night!” The green haired fairy said.

Cosmo Cosma. He is known for the “dumbest” fairy in the Fairyworld, married to Wanda. They used to go to same high school there and she found him cute when he asked her how to spell “chocolate” because that was her favorite sweet.

“Poof Poof!”

With a smile, Timmy greeted a small fairy with a hug. The purple haired, toddler fairy was none other than Wanda and Cosmo’s son, Poof. Timmy Turner’s god-brother.

Timmy hopped off from her bed and quickly went to take morning shower. Afterwards, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and wearing her usual pink outfit. She usually wore pinkish white T-shirt, pink hoodie jacket, blue jeans and black shoes. Her iconic material is either pink ribbon hairband, or pink baseball hat. 

“TIMMY TURNER!!” A loud, tough voice of masculine figure roared through the room.

‘…. Oh [CENSORED].’ Timmy sighed.

The loud, explosive POOF was heard as Poof hid behind Timmy, who seemed annoyed by the sight of “the most tallest, and toughest fairy of the universe”, Jorgen Von Strangle.

“You’re in for a big surprise!” The tall, military-attired fairy roared.

And with a large poof, Timmy and her fairies were arrived in a magical, fantasy-like but modern styled world of fairies; the Fairyworld. More specifically, she was in a Fairy Court. Reason? It has revealed;

“Timmy Turner,” one of the Fairy Council began, “due to the Fairy Godparenting shortage, you will share your fairies with other godchild.”

Lately, the chart has shown that many children was going through child abuse, bullying, depression and other serious issues the world has been issuing with but didn’t do anything to help them. So the Fairyworld decided to take action, but the population of fairies were outnumbered by children 3 to 5. Which was a problem.

“EXCUSE MOI?!” Timmy shrieked as Cosmo and Wanda glanced at each other. Poof was keep holding unto Timmy.

“You will meet you… uhhh…. God-mate, soon.” Timmy rolled her eyes at Fairy Council’s poor description of the kid who she must share her fairies with.

Besides, Timmy was one of oldest godchild by the age of 11 currently, well, soon she will turn 12. Due to her several occasions of saving Fairyworld, Earth and overall the universe, she was granted to keep her fairies with other older godchildren, plus… earning her own magic in case her fairies had to leave her side for temporary time; earning telepathy, teleporting, granting her own wishes, etc. It was one of Da Rules, to have older godchildren learn “independence”.

“Fine… boy or girl, what could possibly go wrong?” Timmy sighed.

“I CAN’T WAIT TO TELL THIS TO MAMA~!” Cosmo squealed. Before Wanda could say anything, this dumb green-haired fairy’s wand sparkled as two were poofed away to see his mother, Mama Cosma, leaving Poof and Timmy.

Having nothing else to do, Timmy and Poof were wished out of the court as it has already been dismissed. The two walked the street of Fairyworld as majority of fairies recognized them. Especially, Timmy. She was the center of (unwanted) attentions for most of time as she was one of few oldest godchildren. Many younger godchildren were intrigued to see the brunette as much as she is aware of it, and inwardly annoyed. With a sigh, both arrived to Mama Cosma’s house and soon regretted.

“FAIRY SHORTAGE?! WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND WOULD TRY TO SHARE MY COSMO-LO-LO TO OTHER HUMAN CHILD?!?!”

This slightly overweighted, lime green haired woman was none other than Cosmo’s overbearing mother, Mama Cosma. Who hates Wanda—scratch that, ANYONE, who tries to take away her son. Now she’s throwing any material she could grab to Wanda out of irrational frustration. 

“Umm…..” Timmy began awkwardly, until she was tackled with suffocating hug of her “god-grandma”.

“THERE YOU ARE, TIMANTHA-LALA~!” Mama Cosma almost squealed as Poof giggled.

Timmy sighed, hugged her back.

“I’m TERRIBLY sorry to hear you’d be sharing your fairy godparents!” Mama Cosma dramatically remarked as Timmy inwardly rolled her eyes.

This was indeed one of her longest days to endure. 

As she wished back home, she knew the timeline between Earth and Fairyworld was different… because now it was an early morning of Monday. Her LEAST favorite day of week. 

In one of her weekdays outfit for Monday, Timmy walked towards the bus station with her fairies in disguise of bracelets. She was wearing pink short-sleeved, turtleneck shirt with frills below like a skirt, tight navy blue jeans, black sneakers and same pink hat. Her hair was in lower pigtails because she felt like it. Sighed as the bus arrived, Timmy went in.

“Hey, Timmy~!” Both of her male friends; Aj and Chester greeted her as they waved their hand.

“Hey, guys~” Timmy waved back cheerfully.

Chester McBadbat is one of her old friends since kindergarten. Son of worst baseball player, he wanted to up-bring his family name. He was wearing almost same clothing; black shirt, dark green jacket, baggy blue jeans and red sneakers. He is socially awkward, especially towards girls as he often say girls give him “hives” by touching him. AJ is also one of her old best friends since kindergarten, an African-American genius boy who’s going through bald jokes from pretentious popular kids. He often wears clean outfits for being a “nerd”; white shirt, light blue vest, and gray long pants with leather shoes. Smart and more confident than Chester, but he NEVER had girlfriend before.

“We haven’t seen you for two days. Where were you?” AJ asked.

“In a trip.” Timmy replied.

The bus stopped as the door opened, the light purple aura of narcissism filled the bus as Timmy rolled her eyes.

‘Oh brother…’

The student who entered the bus was none other than the “most popular boy” in Dimmsdale Elementary, Tristan Tang. He was wearing purple flannel shirt with white turtleneck shirt underneath, wine colored long jeans and white boots with golden buckles. His long hair was loosely tied back, his bangs barely covered his blue eyes. 

“Ladies, gentlemen~! Charming and popular Tristan Tang~!” Bus driver announced as girls swooned, except Timmy.

‘Show off.’ Bucktoothed brunette thought.

The popular boy was not also famous in school, as he is a junior fashion model, a child celebrity. Timmy used to have HUGE infatuation towards Tristan Tang, whom she met when she was five. Despite her constant attempts to impress the popular Asian-American boy, what she always received was rejection. Some other times, she did manage to caught his attention… only to be over when other girls did BETTER, or his popular friends bullied her—a factor of why she’s miserable. Now, she finds no point on pursuing this narcissistic boy.

“Hey, Tristan buddy~!” Tad and Chad, Tristan’s popular friends, greeted in unison.

“Hi, Tad and Chad.” Tristan greeted, his tone of voice melodic for young boy, but still a stuck up.

“Hi, Tristan!” Vernon, Tristan’s popular but less popular friend waved to him.

“Hey, V.” 

As he walked passed Timmy, she didn’t greet, nor look at him. She crossed her arms, paying more attention to AJ and Chester’s conversation.

‘……eh?’ Tristan blinked.

Timmy inwardly smirked, continues to laugh and react by Chester’s jokes. Tristan wasn’t the only one noticing Timmy’s lack of attention towards him. Tad and Chad blinked their eyes, while Vernon smirked in secrecy, satisfied with the fact that her infatuation towards Tristan was over.

As the school began, Timmy was on her seat beside her friends, begrudgingly waiting for her lunatic teacher Mr. Crocker.

“Pssst, Timmy?” Cosmo, in disguise of a pen, called her, “our wand’s sparkling~”

“A godchild who you will share your fairies, will come here soon.” Wanda, in disguise of pencil, added.

Timmy took a deep breath as Poof—who was in disguise of eraser—tilted his head, curious of a new god-sibling. As the door opened, instead of Mr. Crocker, it was Mr. Bickles who came in.

“Hello, class~” The drama and art teacher greeted with smile, “since Mr. Crocker couldn’t join you today for urgent matter, I would be your substitute teacher~”

‘Oh THANK GOD.’ Timmy sighed in relief.

“Also~ we have a new student who will be in our class together~!” Mr. Bickles then turned towards the door, “come greet your classmates~!”

All class’ attention went towards the door which was opened, revealing an oh-so familiar figure. A young boy with black hair covering his one side of face, wearing a sunglasses, and very “cool” outfit; black shirt, white ripped tank top with the text “Boo” with star shape, dark red jacket, light blue jeans and black boots. He also have slight bucktooth, expression calm and collected. His blue eyes looked around, then spotted frozen Timmy. With a smirk, he waved his hand cooly. Wanda and Cosmo’s eyes bulged out in surprise, their wands confirmed the snarky former imaginary friend as one they should live with.

“Hey, pink-hat.”

“…….. GARY?!”

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“YOU are the other god-kid I have to share Cosmo, Wanda and Poof with?!” Timmy exclaimed in janitor’s closet with Gary.

“Yeah.” Her former imaginary friend shrugged.

“What about the Unwished Island?” She asked, “I thought you and the other Uniwshed wishes were having good life there!”

“Many unwished had beat all the Tim-Tim clones, everything got bored. Dark Laser helped me bust out of the place.” 

Timmy facepalmed. Cosmo, Wanda and Poof glanced at each other. She remembered all Gary’s schemes to keep her AWAY from everyone else by making her into a same “imaginary friend doll”, or kidnapping her family and friends in the Unwish Island to lure her and locked her up. But putting all that aside, Gary is practically not an imaginary friend, but a normal—somehow—human. And due to old friendship they shared, Timmy had no choice but accept the reality he has to stay with her again.

“Fine. My parents wouldn’t care or mind you’re living with me. But we will go over the rules as soon as we get back home.” She said as Gary nodded.

As they went out of janitor’s closet, the bell rang as it was lunch time.

“Okay, as you may remember, where you sit in cafeteria is pretty much important in this school. There are many different groups as we have nerds, band geeks, sport jocks, bullies, and more on…,” Timmy explained, “the worst is popular kids.”

Gary and Timmy entered the cafeteria. Fortunately, the lunch would be meatball spaghetti, piece of bread, two pieces of apple, and milk for a drink. As both got their lunch, Timmy went straight to the “greatest friends you’ll ever have” seat, where Chester, AJ, Elmer, Sanjay, Chloe and Toot was sitting at. Gary’s eyebrows furrowed but decided not to voice his complain. 

“Hey, Gary~!” AJ and Chester greeted, seemingly happy to see Timmy’s old, “cool” friend.

Gary only waved to them as he and Timmy sat with them. What Gary disliked the most was Toot, who’s been giving Timmy a lovestruck eyes, hearts fluttering around in the air. As her imaginary friend who had been in her head, Gary knew about Toot’s enormous crush on his “creator” Timmy. 

“Wait, where’s Kevin?” Chester wondered.

Timmy’s ears slightly perked as she heard a noise from the corner of cafeteria, turned to see Kevin Crocker—nephew of Denzel Crocker—shook in anxiety and fear as he was cornered by popular kids and Francis the school bully. Apparently, Kevin has accidentally spilled his drink on Francis, Tad and Chad.

“I-I’m sorry….” Kevin managed to speak, legs shaking in fright.

Before Francis could even throw a punch, Timmy was pushed to the edge as she threw her lunch tray at Francis, much to every student’s surprise, including Gary who just briefly lost his “cool”.

“HEY!! We’re here to EAT and RELAX, radish head!” Timmy yelled in irritation, “leave him alone!”

Kevin blinked his eyes, felt relieved but also scared for Timmy as she just threw lunch and the bullies. As bucktoothed brunette stomped towards them, Francis sneered as he looked down at her due to her small height.

“What makes you think you can tell me what to do, Turner?”

Knowing Francis even show violence to girls, Vernon was about to intervene until Timmy gave the school bully a powerful punch across his face.

“Next?” She scowled as she glared at Tad and Chad, who stepped back.

Francis cried for his “mommy” as he ran off the cafeteria, Tad and Chad tried to keep themselves ‘cool’ as they walked back to their ‘popular kids table”. Timmy turned to Kevin, helped him up.

“T-thanks….” Kevin smiled.

“Don’t mention it, Kev.” Timmy giggled, took him to their usual table as her fairies smiled, despite in their disguise.

As all student went back to eat their lunch, Gary was one of few who noticed most boys’ gazes were on Timmy. Vernon kept glancing at Timmy, his blue eyes have mixture of relief that she was unharmed, and at the same time upset she never talked to him. Tad and Chad’s eyes were filled in interest on a tomboyish brunette who had stood up against them for a “loser” Kevin Crocker. Tristan’s were very different. Confusion, attraction and yearning was combined in his eyes as Gary huffed. ‘Served him right for rejecting Tim-Tim.’ Gary thought.

“I wish I had new lunch….” Timmy whispered to her fairies as they secretly poofed her lunchbox underneath the table, contained with beef burger, French fries and can of coke.

The door opened, and Timmy could smell the literal aroma of nature, recognized who entered. She blushed madly when she eyed on a reddish blond haired boy with emerald eyes and kind smile.

“Hi, Maxxy~” Timmy almost swooned, still blushing.

Maxxy Grey, known as Maxxy Mista Grey, was the nicest boy in Dimmsdale. He wears white shirt, lavender blue vest and pants, clean black shoes, his hand always have his small bird singing for him. He was currently, Timmy’s new crush after she gave up on pursuing Tristan.

“Hi, Timmy~ I like your new clothes.” Maxxy smiled, always giving her compliments.

Gary frowned, suppressing his dismay of the boy close to Timmy. But as long as he gets to share her fairies and spend time with her as old times, he kept his cool demeanor still. 

After school, Gary and Timmy walked the streets, awkwardly silent until Gary managed to speak first.

“Well, since we’re sharing Cos, Wan, and the little bouncy baby fairy Poofey, what do we do?”

“Make up extreme wishes, poof us in a comic book world, or whatever we feel like to do….” Timmy answered with a shrug.

“Sounds cool to me.” Gary shrugged back, in approval.

After wishing for free tickets to Skippy’s Pizza with “All U Can Eat” course, playing in arcades with their fairies as their gadgets, and adventuring in the world of comic books, Timmy and Gary did have great time just like their old times when they were five. But in more better and thrilling time. As they walked back to home, they went straight to Timmy’s treehouse.

“You sure you can stay here?” Timmy asked.

“Meh. I like this kind of place. The couch here is comfy and cool.”

Timmy sighed.

“Okay, now let’s go over the rules,” she began, “in case if our fairies have to leave for urgent matter, we might be granted with magic.”

Gary raised his eyebrow at that.

“That’s new.” He remarked.

“BUT, in some situations, we have to use magic with consent of each other. Like, building the trust,” she noted, “in case you want to do something taboo, DA RULES will appear.”

“Makes sense.” Gary nodded simply.

“Other than those, mostly everything will go well.” Timmy concluded, then heard familiar voices belonged to her parents Mr, and Mrs. Turner.

“Oh Timmy~!” Her parents said in unison.

‘Oh [CENSORED].’ Timmy sighed.

Gary turned towards the window, watching her parents. Obviously, they were ready to leave for their vacation or kid-less time together, leaving Timmy in house. Sighed, Timmy climbed down her treehouse.

“Okay, have a good time.” She waved her hand as she saw her mother and father entered their car, then she walked into her home as Gary followed her.

“It sucks, huh…” Gary began, “at least they left you some foods sometimes.”

“It’s always a casserole.” She reminded him as Gary cringed.

Cosmo, Wanda and Poof glanced at the window as the sky suddenly turned dark. Dread filled their face as lightning struck, flowers in a vase died immediately. Timmy and Gary both felt a goosebumps as the door was KICKED open a strong leg belonged to a tall figure. The fairies immediately turned into god fishes in her fishbowl, frightened and worried for both Gary and Timmy who stood frozen and slowly turned to look who has entered, their blue eyes met the reddish pink’s, embrace to one another in fear.

The tall young man was no older than 17 years, his red hair was fiery, tied in a ponytail. He was wearing a V-neck dark green T-shirt, pair of black jeans, black military boots with silver buckles. Despite lack of facial hair, his body was not what teenage boys have as it was toned and muscular as grown man, his left arm has a tattoo with alphabet “V” surrounds with mechanic and fiery circle. The url of his lips devilish as he released a sinister laughter, his eyes glint with malicious, deadly power as what Timmy call “Devil King’s Haki”. This man standing before them, was the most deadliest creature of universe.

“…..H-hey, Vick.” Timmy squeaked, shaking.

“……Hey, twerpette.” He sneered, his raspy yet slightly deep voice was filled with sadistic and cruel tone.

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“I can’t believe your parents are still hiring that red-headed monster.” Gary groaned, heavy bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep due to the nightmarish encounter with brunette’s evil babysitter.

“I know…,” Timmy sighed, looked tired as she lacked any sleep, “it can’t get any worse.”

Their fairies glanced at each other as if they’re predicting otherwise. As Gary stayed in the treehouse with Cosmo and Wanda, Timmy climbed down with her casual outfit, walking her way to Dimmsdale mall. Poof was inside her bag, peeking around in the form of a doll. People walked pass by, either buying whatever they want or need, talking to their friends, families or acquaintances, and doing their own business. 

Well, until now.

“Excuse me,” the voice belonged to Asian-American descent boy asked the group of girls from Timmy’s school, “where should I go to the TealTail store section?”

Timmy cringed, recognizing who it was, even from a 20-meter distance. Group of girls nearly swooned by the presence of none other than Tristan Tang, who was flashing his shiny teeth by smiling in a charming manner. ‘Oh, how I used to swoon by those smile…’ Timmy thought bitterly as the girls immediately told him the direction, received a wink from his as a thank you. In which, most of them fainted in unison, hearts replacing their eyes.

This boy with a lavender aura of narcissism and pride was still the same, retaining his facade “sweet-guy” image while naturally boasting his popularity as a child celebrity, the junior fashion model. Even when Barbie-pretty yet shallow girl asked him out. Normally—as Timmy knew him—the boy would reply “Why don’t you go play in a pigsty instead” in a snarky tone. Instead, he kept putting up his nice mask with polite manner saying “I’m sorry, I have to go quick.” With sparkly eyes that always hooked up girls’ maternal instinct(?), as the girl would let him go. 

‘Works every time.’ Tristan hummed in his thought as Timmy could read his mind.

Timmy rolled her eyes, continued to walk to the comic book store of the mall. One of her greatest heavens as she called it “her Asgard”. She sighed happily, could even smell various tastes of genres she considered “sweet”. And she shares this savory with her friends. She especially loves “Crimson Cheek”, a female superhero with a red and black outfit with her iconic pair of small hearts on her cheeks, using “Scarlet Sword” fight off villains from the evil syndicate called “Black Claws”. Another was “Crash Nebula”, another heroine with a powerful combination of dust, hydrogen, helium and other ionized gases fused with light energy speed, saving Earth from extraterrestrial threats. Currently, her new favorite heroine was called the “Black Jaguar”, a Hispanic-African woman from a fictional country called Mariposa. Plus, she’s a warrior heiress to the throne. The brunette even loved the group of heroes called “True Piece”, which had all of her favorite superheroes.

Caught the sight of the new issue of “Black Jaguar”, she smiled and picked it up. 

“So, you like the Black Jaguar too?”

Timmy jumped and turned to see Maxxy smiling. A true nice dreamboat was right in front of her and she just stood on the spot, blushing.

“Y-yeah! You too?” She asked nervously.

He nodded, holding three comic books of her favorite heroines. As Maxxy went to the counter, he waved to her. Timmy blushed still, her hand shyly waved back.

Maxxy Grey was a transfer student a year ago. She could remember the day she had been depressed ever since Tristan’s birthday party. After knowing his secret love for Japanese Shōjo manga, otome games, and romantic anime, Timmy tried to win him over with his favorite Shōjo manga series and heart-warming card, expressing her attraction towards him more than his looks. And what did she got? Tristan cruelly ripped the series manga apart and sneered at her in front of all kids. That was when her heart was torn apart, her sadness replaced with anger as she splashed a glass of punch on him and left the party in tears. It was then where she met Maxxy, who had noticed her pain and warmly comforted her. Another reason why she fell hard for this reddish-blond boy was despite the offering to join the popular crowd, he rejected it and preferred to join her and her friends. Even defending them from bullies. What a real knight he is!

Timmy quickly shook her head, snapped from her own thought. Noticing her phone rang, she answered, hearing Gary’s voice.

“Any cool comics?” She heard him.

“How’s about I slap you with Mariposa Forever?” Gary laughed at her reply.

“I guess you still like that stuff huh? Well, I checked up some things and I remembered you like Chip Skylark?”

The buck-toothed brunette likes the teen sensational idol. Unlike other selfish and self-centered singers, Chip Skylark is the nicest. He never lives in luxury, only using his earning for donations to orphans, disabled people and overseas to victims from terrorism or war. He even cared for his fans just as how Michael Jackson did. In fact, Timmy always dreamed of being just like him. The teen idol. 

“Yeah, what about him?” She asked as she paid for the comic book.

“I heard from Cosmo and Wanda the new album has been released yesterday. Along with the collaboration of him and this teen rockstar Embrose McLain.”

“I’M BUYING THAT!” Timmy said excitedly, left the store as soon as she grabbed her comic.

“Ay.” Gary rolled his eyes, hung up the phone.

In a music store, Timmy looked through the CDs of pop music. She ignored the KPOP section, finding most of them less catchy than older ones, then stopped as she saw the collaboration CD album of Chip Skylark and Embrose McLain; “Remember My Voice”. It had only three copies left and she was lucky enough to grab one, then she noticed another hand grabbed second. 

“Timmy…?”

Timmy turned to see Vernon, one of the popular kids from her school. Fellow junior model as Tristan, but less popular. He still has inferior complex, envying Tristan’s popularity but it is outweighed by his sympathy towards the brunette who has been bullied and rejected by her former crush. Due to pressure from his parents, Vernon is afraid of gaining weight even though he looked charming as his “friend”.

“Vernon Star?” She blinked.

The blond looked around with concern, then stared back to her.

“…you like Chip Skylark?” He asked, a bit meekly.

“Yeah. So you too, huh.” She saw him nodded.

“… I’ll pay for yours, it kind of seem expensive,” seeing her frowning, he quickly added, “I-I didn’t mean that you’re poor! Uhh… it’s just that since we both have the same favorite singer and—”

Wanting to hear his thoughts, Timmy secretly read his mind as Poof’s rattle quietly sparkled granting her wish.

‘I just sound like a real snob! She will hate me!! I can’t talk or think properly in front of a cute brunette! She makes me feel so nervous!!!’ Vernon’s mind rang wildly as his face grew red.

‘Oh god. The anorexic and nervous one still likes me.’ She thought.

“Oh, it’s fine. I understand what you mean. But no thanks.” Timmy replied, holding the CD case of a new album and paid for it by the counter.

‘At least I’m not dealing with Tang.’ She sighed.

Oh, how wrong she was.

While walking the second floor, Tristan noticed a familiar brunette with “bunny tooth”, Timantha Turner.

‘Oh! That’s Timmy Turner.’ His thought sparkled a little.

He remembered clearly how she used to try to impress him since forever. His eyes lowered in guilt when he remembered how he cruelly rejected her in front of everyone at his birthday party. The girl was expressing how she truly cared and liked him for who he was, yet he chose to be kept in his fake exterior and popularity by breaking her heart. 

‘I guess I should talk to her.’ 

Tristan walked up to her, smiling.

“Hi! Timmy Turner, right? I didn’t know you’d be here~!”

She only looked at him.

‘Ta-dah~! How is it? Maybe the best day you ever had~? I talked to you first, after all, which is one thing I never did before. You’d be so touched~ I’m still a perfect and nice, popular boy—’

Before he could finish his thought, Timmy walked away, completely ignoring him. 

“Annoying.” Timmy spat, in an irritated tone, leaving Tristan stood speechless.

However, it wasn’t easy for her to be away from him. As Tristan denied “being ignored” by one girl. He kept talked and followed her, even try to hold her hand but she avoided. Seeing the crowd, she formed an idea as she merged in. But that leads to another step of conflict. As he saw Vick’s little brother and her former(?) Stalker, Toot.

‘Uh oh… if he sees me, he’d see Tristan. And I have to acknowledge that he EXISTS.’ Timmy frowned as she went deep in a crowd, ‘I wish I was outside the mall.’

And Poof waved his rattle, granted her wish before Toot can notice her.

“Huh…?” Toot tilted his head, “I had a feeling Timmy was here…”

Even Tristan was confused as well.

“Where did she go…?” Tristan looked around.

Timmy sighed, stood outside the mall as Poof peeked out from her bag.

“Timmy…?” Poof tilted his head, worried, his head gently patted by her hand.

‘Weird… I thought I just saw her went through the crowd…did I just saw things?’ Tristan wondered, the paused, ‘…wait. So it means, I was hallucinating her all along?!’

His cheeks began to turn pink. Tristan felt his heart beating inside, feeling the great, hot intensity reaching to thousand degrees as the sun. 

‘Could it be… that,’ Tristan bit his lips, ‘I like her…?’

But one person was less than pleased with that.

‘… No [CENSORED] Tang.’ Timmy cringed.

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It would be such an abrupt question to normal people, such as ‘Anyone ever wanted to talk to animals’. For example, domestic animals people adopt such as dogs, cats, rabbits, hamsters, etc. Or wild animals such as lions, tigers, giraffes, elephants, wolves, foxes, all diverse mammals. There would be plenty of children or adults wanted to understand what those animals want to say or think in daily life.

“I wish I can understand what does this dog think.” Chloe wondered with a smile, cooing at the Siberian Husky dog and her pups.

If only Timmy could voice out her opinion.

‘Cut it out, you’ll cry.’ Gary and Timmy’s mind rang in alarm.

Wanda, Cosmo, and Poof—in disguise of character badges on Timmy’s backpack—inwardly sighed. As a special godchild who can use her magic in secret to do what she wants, she can also understand what animals think or speak. She wouldn’t call herself an animal expert, but she couldn’t help hearing their voices that would definitely destroy the innocent imagination of humankind towards animals. Timmy glanced at the grown Siberian Husky, the mother of her own puppies.

‘Stay those [CENSORED] hideous face away from my babies!!!’ The mother dog’s voice rang in her mind as Timmy read.

“Let’s don’t get close to them, mother dogs can be overprotective towards their puppies,” Timmy advised in as-a-matter-fact tone.

“You’re right, Timmy. I guess she needs to spend time with her puppies and not leaving them to a horrible vet~!” Chloe agreed.

“Like how my parents leave me to Vick?” Brunette said in a slightly snarky tone.

“EVERY parent.” Her friend correctly remarked as they walked to school.

Gary blinked as he recalled Timmy used to have many pets before. Only to find them gone as her parents said they all ran away. As far as he remembered the time he was inside her mind, he knows the turtle DON’T run. One of her old pets Gary know best was a certain furry gerbil who was unknowingly wished back to life by Timmy—who wished for everything in her mother’s yard was back to life—and swore revenge on her parents for neglecting him. Although, recently he hasn’t been present for the entire year. A former imaginary friend wondered where would the small revived gerbil went. With a slight shrug, he joined Chloe and Timmy to the school.

‘I wish I could see Eddie…’ Timmy thought unconsciously.

Hours later, during the recess, Timmy and Gary decided to go outdoor to have lunch. Gary paused then went to get two sodas as the brunette was looking for the seats. Her head rang in slight pain from too many noises of fellow students talking or playing loud. What annoyed her the most was popular kids talking about their personal lifestyle being rich, purchasing expensive materials or stores, complimenting each of their looks, chatting about celebrity gossips and so on. Timmy continued to walk as she found the empty seat for her, Gary and other friends until she heard a squeaky noise below. ‘Huh?’ She glanced down, only to see a familiar zombie gerbil pet.

“I said stop, pink hat!” It was Eddie, his talking voice only heard through Timmy with his small paws on holding onto her foot, “it’s me, Eddie!”

The pink-hatted brunette blinked several times as she gazed at him. And the next, she freaked out inwardly she ran.

“HEY!!! YOU SAW ME!! STOP RIGHT THERE!!” Eddie squeaked as he chased after her and managed to held unto his owner’s pants.

Timmy stopped, managed to calm herself and picked her furry gerbil up. Gary caught up on them, sees Eddie.

“Hey, Eddie.” Gary greeted as the furry gerbil waved to him.

Timmy sighed as they went to the school backyard where no one was around. Their fairies poofed as Timmy made a wish.

“I wish Eddie was human so we can talk.”

Cosmo and Wanda raised their wands as Poof raised his rattle, granting her wish. With a pink poof of “Furry Boy”, Eddie turned into an eleven years old boy with dark blond hair, has a bluish-gray shirt, lighter gray pants, a pair of black sandals, neck, arms, and legs were bandaged to hide his regenerating skin, the bandage on his left cheek. He had red eyes with frowning, arched eyebrows.

“So you know what I said?” Eddie spoke, his voice slightly raspy but with the tone of a slight southern accent, sounded very frustrated with the fact Timmy freaked out by his return, “WELL, YOU GOT A BUNCH OF CHUTZPAH FOR IGNORING YOUR PET!!”

“… that didn’t sound right.” She and Gary blinked.

“I came back because you wished me here!” Eddie yelled.

“Wait…did I—oh, yeah…” Timmy admitted immediately, “but how are you going to live? The old cage you lived in is gone now.”

“How about here~?” Cosmo suggested as he poofed a rather ridiculously dangerous cage where two falcons and the wild cat.

“NO!” Timmy, Gary, Eddie, and Wanda exclaimed.

“Poof poof?” Poof then suggested Eddie can live in a treehouse, like Gary.

“Huh, that’s fine.” Timmy agreed.

“WHAT?!” Eddie and Gary looked at her, gaping.

“It has big space for Eddie, no choice.” She insisted, arms crossed.

Eddie pouted as Gary remarked how “uncool” it was, considering the former imaginary friend is still hating the idea that another who’s close to Timmy would live with her. As brunette wished Eddie back to normal, she picked him up gently and put him in her pocket as it was a perfect space for him to hide. Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof turned back into a picture of her lunchbox as Timmy and Gary walked back to their seats. Eddie peaked through the jacket pocket.

“Hi, Timmy~!” Chloe and Kevin walked to them.

“Hey, guys.” Timmy greeted back.

Inside the pocket, Eddie looked at both Chloe and Kevin, scrutinizing their appearances. In the furry gerbil’s eyes, Chloe looked like Mary Sue type of girl with an overly cheery attitude and the optimistic side he finds it somewhat annoying. On the other hand, Kevin looked like his uncle Mr. Crocker, yet the boy looked more normal and friendly. Eddie deemed them as no threat to Timmy and continued to hide in a pocket. 

Other hours passed, the school day ended as all students left. Timmy, Gary and their friends walked out and chatting, as the day apparently seemed to go smooth. Until she was stopped by none other than Francis and his group of fellow bully friends.

“What do you want?” Timmy asked carelessly.

“Well, Turner. You’ve got some guts for punching my face previously.” Francis said, flexing his fists as his friends snickered, surrounding her.

“HEY! Leave her alone!” Chloe yelled but pulled back by Chester and AJ who were feared for her life.

“And you’ve got guts to bring all of your ‘henchmen’ to deal with one GIRL.” Timmy crossed her arms over her chest boldly.

Elementary schoolers panicked when Francis grabbed her by the collar, yet the brunette remained fearless. Chloe was now nervous, covering her eyes out of fear as other friends screamed for her. Gary, eyes darkened behind his sunglasses, hand his hand in his jacket, about to pull out pairs of Gurkha knives. Eddie, who has been in Timmy’s pocket all along, hissed in protective tone, paws grew sharp claws and leaped on Francis’ face.

“What the—?!?!” Francis’ eyes widen as he let go of his near-victim.

Timmy blinked. Eddie growled, baring his teeth and scratched the bully’s face, much to other bullies’ horror as Francis screamed for his mother and ran off with his friends. Gary blinked his eyes, his hand pulled off from his jacket. Chloe slowly opened her eyes as Chester and AJ stood, surprised. Eddie babbled in a barbaric manner at running bullies, threatening to murder if ever return to hurt Timmy then hopped back in her pocket as if nothing happened.

“What…just happened?” Chloe was the first to speak.

Timmy picked up Eddie who only glanced at her.

“Ooh, I like him~!” Gary smirked, amused with the fact a furry gerbil nearly ruined Francis.

“You okay, Timmy?” Eddie asked, once again only Timmy and Gary could hear him.

“…yeah. I’m okay~.” Timmy whispered to him.

She smiled at her furry gerbil appreciatively as Eddie smiled back. Having her old pet, an old friend back, was one of the greatest things she had in her fairly odd life.

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Timmy groaned as she looked at herself in a mirror of bathroom, tipping on her bucktooth and felt it swaying slightly. 

Aw drat….” She sighed.

Gary peeked as Cosmo and Wanda poofed.

“What’ is it, Tim-Tim?” The former imaginary friend asked.

“My tooth is loose!” Timmy exclaimed, “I can’t lose them!”

“Well, Timmy~! We do know that tooth problem is Tooth Fairy Territory~!” Cosmo pointed out as Wanda was sulking.

“Oh, the Tooth Fairy…,” Wanda growled, “why is SHE one of the most popular…”

“What do you expect, Wanda~? She puts many Phillips in people’s pillow~!” Her green-haired husband jovially said as he held onto his favorite nickel.

“Chill, girl. Even I know how you paired up the toothy showgirl and muscled jar-head.” Gary remarked with snarky manner, referring to Tooth Fairy and Jorgen’s wedding, “Ol’ Gary’s sure she will get your tooth back.”

With a poker face, Timmy opened her closet door, showing many awards involving her buck-tooth; Best Bite, Best Smile, Best Dental Hygiene, etc.

“… OH.” Gary stood, fully understanding Timmy’s value of her own tooth.

Being her former imaginary friend, Gary knows of her former embarrassment of her own buck tooth as it was one of reasons why kids used to pick on her. However, as years go by her bunny-like tooth had blessed her a strong biting strength, healthy dental hygiene and not to mention, a boosting up her “cute” appearance. So, losing it would mean the brunette has to wait for long time until her buck-tooth returns back or Tooth Fairy could poof it back to normal.

“Wow, it must be nice to have those awards.” Wanda said as she looked at the trophies.

“We never won for anything before~!” Cosmo added, a bit too cheerfully.

Just then, with a small poof, the Mailman fairy appeared with an envelope.

“Invitation for Cosmo, Wanda, the god-children Timantha Turner and Gary,” the mailman fairy announced, “all of you are nominated for this year Fairy Wood Zappy Awards.”

“Zappy Awards?” Timmy and Gary tilted their head.

“YAY~~!” Cosmo squealed as he flew in circle.

“We’ve never been nominated for anything before~!” Wanda informed to Timmy and Gary.

“How come?” Timmy asked.

“Well, Timmy, our god-parenting career was special with…, uhhhh, what’s the word I’ve been working for~?” The green-haired fairy asked his wife.

“Failures.” Wanda replied, solemnly.

“Yeah, yeah~! Thats it~!” Then Cosmo pouted sadly, “…that.”

“Well, count me out. I have to take care of lil’ pal Eddie.” Gary said.

“You sure?” Timmy asked.

“Yeah. Besides, he needs a company,” The black-haired boy said as he held Eddie who was still sleepy, “good luck with the Zaps!”

However, Timmy and her fairies weren’t the only one invited to annual last month of year Ceremony. Away from Turner’s house, couple of blocks away, was Buxaplenty mansion. A house of lonely, yet snooty rich kid Remy Buxaplenty.

“Zappy Awards?” Remy raised his eyebrow, reading the invitation.

“Si~!” Juandissimo nodded.

“Who else is invited?”

“All other fairies and their god-children,” The Latino fairy replied, “all Fairy Celebrities would come as well~!”

Looking at the invitation, Remy contemplated for a while. Since all other fairies and god-children were invited, there would be a high chance he would meet Timantha Turner. Then with his trademark grin, he turned to Juandissimo.

“I wish for the collection of suits to wear, the BEST ones~.”

With a glee, Juandissimo waved his wand and granted his god-son’s wish, all collection of expensive and stylish suits were lined up. 

Much later, in Fairy World’s Fairy Wood, all fairies gather to watch the invited guests—magical celebrities, fairies and their god-children—arrive on red carpet, with enthusiasm. 

“This is Faery Hart, here on live, as everyone gathered for this Year’s Zappy Award Ceremony~! Oh, look~! Here are Magical Celebrities as well~!” Faery Hart, the fairy announcer reported  to the camera.

By each entrances, magical celebrities entered the red carpet as they waved to the crowd, including the Holiday Fairies such as; May Queen, the fairy of Spring—especially May—escorted by famous winter fairy celebrity Jack Frost. Petite fairy of Summer, Lil’ Summer Maiden rode on her mother leopard, giggling enthusiastically. Minister Autumn, the fairy of Thanksgiving arrived while escorting Mother Nature and Father Time. Easter Bunny, the cute and lovable rabbit of Easter Day was joined with April fool fairy and the mascot of Valentines’ Day, Cupid—AKA Eros—the Greek/Roman god of beauty, love and passion. Even Santa Claus and his wife greeted the crowd while giving candy canes with jolly laughter. 

“Oh~! Who is this~!? Who could that be~?” Then everyone looked at the floating limo carriage. “OH~! IT’S THE ONE~! IT IS THE ONLY~!”

The carriage door opened, revealing a beautiful fairy woman with bluish gray hair, with elegant dress of several shades of blue. It was her, the first fairy who established the god-parenting law and as headmistress of god-parenting conglomerate in Fairy World, powerful than Big Daddy, Jorgen and Fairy Council…

“It is the BLUE FAIRY~!” Faery Heart announced as everyone cheered.

The Blue fairy smiled, waving at the crowd.

“Hello, FairyWood~!” She greeted, her voice elegant yet cheerful, “may all children be happy in Next Year~!”

After her entrance, the god-children and their fairies entered the red carpet as well. The blond haired girl named Sally was wearing orange blouse, puffed long pink skirt and red shoes, escorted by her fairy Stan. Ginger-headed, timid boy named Winston was wearing hooded white suit with two badges of star and tooth shape in respective, entering with Jorgen Von Strangle and Tooth Fairy. The goth girl with black hair Molly, was wearing a choker necklace, dark corset vest, long dark blue pants, white shirt and black formal shoes, guided by her fairy Swizzle. The rich boy Remy Buxaplenty was wearing a complete white suit but gray best, red necktie and black leather shoes. He was with his Latino Fairy, Juandissimo Magnifico. Last but not least, Timmy was wearing a long gradient shades of pink one piece dress reaching to her thigh, has a white belt decorated with diamond-shaped golds, dark fishnet stockings, black heeled ankle boots and black feathered scarf, her hair down without trademark pink hat. She entered the red carpet with Cosmo, Wanda and Poof.

She could see many among the crowds—including younger and new god-children—holding signs that has written their cheers for her, since she have been quite known for her misadventures and heroic deeds saving Earth and Fairy World several times before. The newest god-children seemed to be in age less than 7 or 6, shyly waves at her. Softened by them, Timmy waved back to them.

“Your fame is well-deserved, miss Turner.” Remy grinned.

“I’m not surprised you are invited too, Buxaplenty.” Timmy replied.

Inside the ceremony hall, Billy Crystal Ball was hosting as he lists out types of awards; Best Entrance, Best Dresser, Best God-Child, and Best God-Parenting.

“And first for the Best Entrance of Fairies, here are the nominees~!” Billy announced as the fairies were shown onstage.

May Queen appeared with flowery poof, surrounded by fragrance of flowers and butterflies landed on her flower crowns.

Juandissimo Magnifico appeared with scent of male pheromone perfume surrounding and Flamenco music background, earning cheers from many female fairies.

Jorgen appeared. Simply with ENORMOUS and EXPLOSIVE poof, leaving some fairies at the front seats burnt for some reason.

“Ugh…, my suit is almost ruined…” Remy complained as he brushed off the burning scent of dust from his sleeves.

“Remy, shut up.” Timmy facepalmed.

Differ from the result all has expected, Billy frightfully gave Jorgen the Zappy as Winston awkwardly, yet quietly clapped for his godfather. Sally frowned at Jorgen with disdain, muttering the fact his explosive poof had dirtied her skirt until Stan poofed it back to its clean form for her. Shortly after, it was now a stage for the Best Dresser, first was for Fairy nominees.

First was Cupid as he was wearing a Greco-Roman styled blouse with pink edges, skinny pinkish-white shorts and Greek, golden pair of sandals, his feather wings were big and beautiful, adorned with glittery dusts.

Second was once again Juandissimo, who was wearing white open-buttoned blouse, purple waistband, long black jeans and black boots while flexing his muscles.

Third was Tooth Fairy, wearing a sleeveless, teal mermaid dress and crown with gemstones shaped as tooth, gaining a root from male fairies.

Wanda seethed in envy towards Tooth Fairy as Timmy calmed her. Remy muttered out insult by calling Tooth Fairy “show shrew”, confident that Juandissimo will win. On the other hand, the god-children couldn’t help but admire Cupid. After all, he IS a son of the goddess of beauty and love. Like mother, like son, perhaps.

“And the winner goes to Cupid~!”

It was unsurprising thing. However, Cupid happily accepted the Zappy, behaving as if he never expected to receive it. Jorgen scowled, but Tooth Fairy insisted she doesn’t mind as she modestly express that Cupid deserves the award. The next was Best dresser for god-children as the nominees where up onstage as fairies were to vote who among them are best dresser. Surprisingly, there was a tie. As both Remy and Winston received the same highest vote. However, Winston who have been glancing at sulking Sally spoke up.

“Sally deserved it.” Winston spoke up, albeit shyly.

The blond girl perked, gazed at him as if she was asking he was being serious. 

“I know many vote me in fear of my god-father, but… I don’t deserve this. The god-kid who dressed the best, to me, it’s Sally,” Winston looked at her, with kind smile, “she should win this.”

Many fairies let out a heartwarming “Awww” at his kindness. Jorgen blinked, flabbergasted as Tooth Fairy smiled, proud of her godson. Molly grinned as Timmy smiled as well. Before Sally would say anything, Winston walked to her, placed the Zappy on her hands with reassuring nod as the girl blushed. Remy frowned in envy that everyone, including Timmy, turned their attention to Winston and Sally. 

Next was “Best God-Children” award as Each Fairy God-parent will express reasons why they love their god-child. The nominees were…

Tooth Fairy and Winston.

“Why do you love me, Tooth Fairy mommy….?” Winston asked, shy.

“Because you’re a good little boy who has very healthy teeth~!” Tooth Fairy replied with a smile as the boy giggled.

Swizzle and Molly.

“Why do you love me, Swizzle…” Molly asked in monotone.

“Because you never touch me!” Swizzle yelled as the audience laughed.

“Touche.” Molly rolled her eyes.

Juandissimo and Remy.

“Why do you love me, Juandissimo?” Remy asked, indifferent.

“Because you are like my son, Remy.” Juandissimo smiled softly

Remy paused, glanced at him as his Latino fairy continued.

“I begged to be assigned as your fairy when I saw you alone everyday without your madre y padre. You were bitter because you never learn how to love, and I want to teach you what is like to love others. No one’s perfecto, but to me, I feel like I have a son of my own.”

The rich boy sworn his went blur by his fairy god-father’s words, but he didn’t bother. He didn’t even care when Billy announced Winston as a winner, as Juandissimo’s words struck in his heart as the sense of heavy bitterness melted away. Later, it was a last award for “Best Godparent.” As God child will tell reasons why they love their godparent.

Stan and Sally.

“Why do you love me, Sally?” Stan asked with a grin.

“I don’t know,” she said, arms crossed with indifference until Stan gave her a piggy bank as she brightened up, “OHH~! Now I remember~~! I love you, Stan~!”

Jorgen and Winston.

“Why do you love me, Winston?” Jorgen asked, albeit sternly.

“Umm….. because you’re a hero…” He replied meekly.

Out of fear, Billy was about to gave Jorgen the award as he asked Timmy.

“Timmy, why do you love your godparents?”

The brunette blinked.

“Why? What do you mean ‘why’? They are my family…” She smiled.

Billy paused and so are others.

“Well, they make me feel safe… they make me feel special, and feel loved,” Timmy smiled softly, “we make many mistakes, but they are still my other parents.”

Both Cosmo and Wanda smiled, despite on the verge of tears as Poof happily squealed.

“And I love them more than anything else.” Their god-daughter said as she embraced them.

“Awww, Timmy~! We love you too~!” Cosmo and Wanda said in unison as they hugged her back.

The fairy host, even Faery Hart teared up emotionally. Billy then flew towards Timmy and her god-family.

“Guess what, Timmy~! Your godparents win~!” 

The fairies and magical celebrities cheered for them. Molly clapped for her in silence, Remy sighed but less bitter as Winston smiled. Jorgen was fuming, but Winston held his hand giving him lovable smile, mellowing the tough fairy’s heart.

“Congratulations~!” Billy said as Timmy’s godparents received the Zappy.

After the awards, the banquet processed as Jack Frost sang onstage. Timmy was enjoying her time, then felt someone tapped her shoulder. She turned to see Tooth Fairy smiling.

“Thanks for becoming Winston’s friend…” The teal-haired fairy said then saw Timmy’s bucktooth, “awww, let’s have those fixed.”

With a wave of her want, Tooth Fairy pointed at Timmy’s loose tooth, replaced with new bucktooth much to the brunette girl’s delight.

“Wow! Thanks~!” Timmy hopped excitedly.

“Keep your tooth clean as always, Timmy~.” Tooth Fairy giggled as she went to her husband.

Juandissimo glanced at Wanda dance with Cosmo, until he felt a hand tugged him. Looked down, he saw Remy hold onto his sleeve.

“What is it, Remy?”

With no words, Remy hugged him as Juandissimo blinked. Then with warm, fatherly smile, the Latino fairy hugged his godson back as year may have passed but the spoiled rich boy have always been like a child of his own. Sally shyly stomped towards Winston, held out her hand to him.

“Sally?” He tilted his head.

“Come on! Let’s just dance!” Sally said, pouting despite her blushing face as she dragged him to dance.

Timmy watched them, giggling as she found them cute together despite their close friendship. Then, she saw snowflakes around herself and floated to the stage by Jack Frost himself.

“It’s an Eve before New Year, last day of 3-6-5~,” Jack sang, the tune similar as ‘My Shiny Teeth & Me’, “A night before new year, let’s have a party all night long~~!”

Timmy giggled as she sang together with him; “Today’s a Zappy Night~~ come on, let’s sing along~~!”

“Here’s a song for me, and let’s countdown shall we~” Jack smiled.

The clock melodically ticktocked.

“Happy New Year, ma Cherie~” the Winter fairy winked.

“Happy New Year, Jackie~!” May Queen chorused.

“Happy New Year, dear fairies~!” All God-children chorused too.

“Happy New Year, our babies~!” All Fairy God-parents sang.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYBODY~~~!” Timmy sang as all chorused together.

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“EXTREME~~!!” Both Timmy and Gary screamed in delight while riding the roller coaster in… Timmy’s room(?) while Poof giggled excitedly with his father as Wanda was the only one feeling queasy. 

A beginning days of February, as the weather became warmer. Snow’s melting, the nature’s growing again, but also weeks left until Valentine’s Day. But Timmy doesn’t care, for she is focused on having extreme fun of making risky yet entertaining wishes. That is, until this moment now…

“Timmy~! Did you finish cleaning your room~?” The brunette heard her mother calling out.

“Quick….!” Timmy turned to her fairies, whispered.

With a wave of their wands, Cosmo, Wanda and Poof undo the wish of changing the rowdy amusement park-themed fun back to normal but floor messed up with the toys instead as the three went back to the fishbowl. Eddie sighed by the loophole of un-wishing, hopped in Gary’s pocket as he went back to the treehouse. Mrs. Turner opened the door, seemingly upset at the mess of her daughter’s room.

“Timantha Tiberia Turner! How many times I have to tell you to clean up your room? Just wait until your father gets—”

Before she can continue, her husband Mr. Husband peeked in, holding a box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers.

“—home early~?” He finished, “did I hear my name used threateningly~? Oh man, you are so beautiful when angry, hon~!”

With a blink, then his wife smiled, her anger mellowed.

“Aww, honey~! And you’re charming when you said I’m beautiful when angry~,” her eyes turned into shape of hearts, “I’ve completely forgotten my anger~!”

“May I have this dance, my queen~~?” Mr. Turner asked as he held his wife, began to dance with her across the hallway.

Timmy blinked as she watched her parents left while dancing.

“Wow, when dad got all mushy, mom forgot how angry she was!” Timmy remarked, “that, is the one of the greatest discoveries I found ever!”

“Well,” Gary peeked, “nothing can make the moment un-cool.”

Both paused as they heard Mr. Turner calling his daughter. “Oh Timmy~!” Timmy walked downstairs and arrived to living room where her parents were all dressed up while dancing.

“Your mom and I can’t stop dancing~!”

“I could boogie-woogie oogie until I just can’t do it anymore~!” Mrs. Turner cheerfully added.

“So guess who’s here~,” her husband continued, “Vick will keep an eye on you while we boogie-woogie oogie~!”

As he opened the door, there the teen red-headed demon stood. Timmy’s eye twitched as Gary inwardly cursed. Eddie was intimidated by the presence of the teenaged tormentor of his owner. Even outside the Turner’s house, the pianist was playing one of Vick’s entrance theme.

‘Icky Vickie… Icky Vickie…. If he doesn’t scare you, no evil teen will be….’ Timmy pessimistically sang in her mind with a hint of sarcasm. Vick hissed at the pianist as the older man ran off in fear.

Bye, Timmy~!” Mr. and Mrs. Turner bid their daughter goodbye while dancing out of their house, door closed as Vick entered.

“Don’t I have a choice in this?” The brunette with a pink hat asked.

“You have two; clean every bathroom in this house,” Vick replied, holding water buckets with each mop before tossing them to her, “or DRINK OUT OF THEM!”

“What am I, a DOG?” Timmy frowned as her evil babysitter cackled darkly.

She groaned while cleaning the toilet, Cosmo as a toilet cleanser while Wanda as the scrubber.

“Oh no, our relationship is in the toilet!” Cosmo exclaimed.

“Oh, shuddup!” Gary sighed as he cleaned the bathroom floor.

Timmy was cleaning still, until her head was pushed in a toilet by sadistic teen.

“Oh well, there’s nothing to distract me from my rage.” Vick laughed cruelly as he left.

As he left, Timmy spat the water and cleansing her mouth with mouthwash.

“Alright, THAT’S IT!” Timmy bursted out in anger, “I wish Vick had a girlfriend! But not just ANY boyfriend, the perfect girlfriend for him so that he’d be distracted from being mean anymore!!”

“Now, you’re talking.” Gary agreed.

Cosmo, Wanda and Poof granted the wish with a poof of a word “Soulmate”. Meanwhile, Vick was on a couch, reading magazine then was interrupted from the doorbell. With annoyed look, he opened the door and growled, “Who are you and what do you want?”

From the front door was a girl with red-hair similar as Vick’s, but has few strands of darker shade of red with wavy hairstyle, wearing blue spaghetti-strapped top with lighter blue frills, dark gray skirt and pair of heeled boots.

“Hello, I’m Rika Summers~,” the girl greeted, her tone flirtatious, “I’m selling the magazines door to door so that I can pay my way to medical school. Then, I saw the sign that says ‘cute boi wats hot, fresh magazines’~.”

“But these are the Turner’s magazines!” Vick then paused, “Hold up, you stole these out of the Turner’s Mailbox and trying to sell them to me to make a quick buck!”

Rika blinked with an innocent smile. Vick smirked, leaned.

“And I thought you’re just a pretty face.” The teenage girl giggled by his remark.

Timmy walked down and saw them.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“GO TO BED,” both Rika and Vick yelled at her, paused then continued as Timmy was blown away from their scream, “TWERPETTE!”

Two teens glanced at each other, then held their hands together as black hearts were surrounding them as they mused; “Where have you been all my life~?” Concluded with the same pianist playing a requiem, with faster tempo. Timmy inwardly smiled, watching the two as she went to the stairs as her fairies poofed with Gary and Eddie.

“I think it’s working…~!” Timmy giggled.

“Can’t you hear the funeral music~? Of course, it’s working~!” Cosmo giggled as well.

“I don’t know, Timmy,” Wanda seemed unsure, “I—”

“NAGGING!!” Cosmo poofed himself into a torpedo and chased after Wanda.

Gary and Timmy looked at each other, certain that the wish would work much enough to distract the red-headed devil from them. The former imaginary friend and pink-hatted brunette walked upstairs to enjoy their freedom.

Oh the montage of the pair of red-haired scoundrels in love began. Both seemed so perfect; looked similar, sharing same interest of money, tormenting the children and so on. This further scared Vick’s friend—well, fellow babysitting sidekicks. Vick and Rika cackled as they brought the nightmares to the Dimmsdale kids. But, Timmy never realized that would backfire, too soon.

“So~~, ready for more dancin’~?” Mr. Turner asked.

“We’ve danced in every room in this house. And we can’t go outside unless Vick babysits! Where could he be?” Mrs. Turner wondered.

“Out having a musical montage with his new girlfriend Rika.” Timmy replied while playing video game with Gary.

“Oh! I’ve got an idea!” Mr. Turner said as he stood up.

Timmy and Gary blinked.

“Why don’t they have their montage in OUR house~? We can pay them double~!” He suggested.

‘Oh [CENSORED]…’ Timmy and Gary gulped.

And speaking of the devils…

“Did someone said double~?” Rika grinned as the door opened, entering with Vick as two pianists play the requiem in faster tempo, foreshadowing misery of the brunette and black-haired former imaginary friend.

“Ooh~! Sweet~! With TWO babysitters, we can get down to our bad selves as TWICE as long~~!” Mr. Turner squealed as he and his wife danced outside their house once again, leaving their daughter in a grasp of two wicked babysitters.

Timmy and Gary’s eye twitched as Vick and Rika turned to them, smirked evilly.

Oh how the montage continued, much to the horror of two god-children. Used as their kites, having their allowances robbed away, and used as footstool while the two red-headed couple relaxed while watching movie. Time went by it was early night, Gary and Timmy resting in a treehouse, their sanctuary. 

“Man, that was one tough montage…” Timmy groaned.

“Not cool…” Gary agreed.

“This is not what I wanted to happen,” Timmy complained as she saw her fairies poofed in, “I’ve DOUBLED the payment!”

“And you’ve got a promising career as a footstool~!” Cosmo said.

“I wished they break apart!” Timmy wished.

“But Timmy” Wanda poofed Da Rules, “you know the rules, we can’t break up the true love! And they are in love.”

“I didn’t want love! I wanted a distracting romance!” Timmy pouted.

“Where’s the torpedo when you need it?” Cosmo asked.

“And what if it is NOT a true love? But is a superficial, fake one?” Timmy asked.

“Then we can tear them apart, but you have to prove it.” Wanda advised.

“Then there’s one thing to do,” Timmy determined as she stood up, “the only way to break them apart, is a stakeout montage. Gary!”

“Okie, dokie, cap’n kabuki~,” Gary grinned, turned to the fairies, “I wish Eddie turned into a boy!”

Three fairies granted the wish as Eddie turned into 10-11 years old boy.

“What do I have to do?” Eddie grinned.

Minutes later, Eddie sneaked out swiftly of treehouse, spying on Vick and Rika walked out of Turner’s house together. Eddie used Timmy’s phone to film their scene. Interestingly, as the couple embraced, Rika sneaked out the cash from Vick’s pocket, smiling. Intrigued, Eddie continued as they arrived to Vick’s house, recording their conversation until Rika walked out casually, holding Vick’s cashcard. Stormed back to the treehouse, Eddie gave Timmy back her phone as they looked at footage and listened to the recording.

“See? Rika isn’t really in love with Vick! Just his money!” She exclaimed, “I wish they were apart!”

Wanda held her wand, but paused as it let out a “PFFFT” sound; “But Vick is still in love with Rika!”

“Then, it’s up to me and Gary to break them apart. A sole solution to do so,” Timmy pointed out, “to the internet!”

With Eddie wished back normal, Timmy and Gary were at her room, discussing the plan until the late morning came. Two buck-toothed god-children were using the computer, typing the profile for Dimmdating website for matchmaking. 

“So what do we put for the description?” Gary asked.

“It has to be something that is attractive for guys who are richer and more attractive than Vick.” Timmy replied, typed the profile of Rika’s full name, age, gender and occupation, “how about ‘a single red-headed teenage girl seeking a rich mate’…?”

“Meh, too plain.” Gary rolled his eyes.

“Hmmmm, I got it!” Timmy then typed the description, “A lonely, single red-headed teen girl seeks charming mate with wealth who loves instagramming our memories, enjoy movies, and wants to have cats as much as I do!”

“What? That’s stupid! That won’t w—”

Before Gary can finish, the search result announced the numbers of reply as it grew from the range 5000 to 10,000 results.

“Oh my~ Look at all those rich men…~,” Wanda paused as Cosmo pouted at her, “well, for Rika, that is…~.”

Timmy and Gary looked through the results that could attract Rika.

“How about I lure Rika over here?” As they nodded, Timmy called out, “HEY, RIKA~!”

Hearing her voice, Rika blinked, paused from attempting to steal Vick’s money.

“I’m having trouble with installing my piggybank app~!”

This perked the teenage girl as she stormed upstairs. Timmy heard her entering as her fairies poofed away.

“Look what I found~!” Timmy said as she backed.

Rika’s eyes sparkled by what the site was showing.

“Rich, charming and millionaire?! Wow~! I’ve suddenly fallen in love all over again~! By all over again, for real~!”

Timmy grinned as she looked at the teenage girl installing the same app on her phone.

“Hey, what about Vick…~?” Timmy asked, faking ignorance.

“Oh yeah, that reminds me…~” Rika walked out of the room.

Timmy and Gary high-fived to one another, their plan succeeded. They sneaked out the room, watching Rika’s car drove away.

“You broke them apart~! But the bad news is, now there’s nothing to distract Vick!” Wanda noted.

“Oh well, it can’t be that bad~.” Timmy said with a smug look.

Then they felt an enormous shockwave.

“GET BACK HERE, TWERPETTE!!!” Vick snarled in wrath, holding a large, empty city bus, YEETS it at the ground with large crash as he stormed towards her ignoring the explosion of the bus.

“Stop sitting like a footstool! RUN!” Cosmo said as everyone ran away as fast as they could.

Chapter Text

“Valentine’s Day, huh…” Timmy dazed off as she glanced at the window outside of her classroom.

In her classroom during study hall without Mr. Crocker, most students were busy making and exchanging their Valentine’s Day cards or present to one another they have held feelings for. A day for the puppy love in the class as girls and boys confess their feelings. Timmy’s eyes narrowed in bittersweet memories she once presented an outstanding and touching gifts for Tristan Tang… only to be catapulted and dumped them away. And now here it is, she could see Tristan expecting anything from her.

‘How shameless…’ Timmy hissed in her mind.

She HATE Valentine’s Day. It was a day that brought her back the humiliating memory of being rejected by the popular, narcissistic and insecure brat. She would have slapped her old self for falling in love with the the boorish, cowardly, spoilt son of a—

“Timmy~!”

The brunette snapped back from her thought by the voice of Toot, who stood by her desk shyly. Timmy blinked as he looked down while holding a heart-shaped box wrapped in red with white ribbon, placed it on her desk ever so bashfully.

“H-Happy Valentine’s Day….!” Toot ran off before she could say anything.

She sighed. It was same and has been third in a row Toot gave her a Valentine’s Day gift without hearing her reply. She didn’t like surprises, well, an unexpected and rather “pressuring” gift that guaranteed she won’t refuse. She could dump it in a trash can, but it would hurt the boy’s feeling. Opened the box, she sees her favorite chocolates inside. It was a bit bone-chillingly creepy that Toot knows what she likes without asking her. But nonetheless, she shrugged and takes a bite of the piece.

If she asks for one of things in ideal guy; is that someone who would ask her what she wants without assuming she would like the surprise and accept whatever he gives to her.

“Timmy~! Did you give cards to Tristan~?” Chloe asked.

“No. Why should I?”

“He seemed to look at your way.” AJ noted.

“SO? I’m not going to waste my talents on giving card to him, when he might dump it in a trash can or rip it into pieces.” Timmy said, frowning and laid her head on a desk, not bothering to notice the hurt look on the popular boy’s face. 

“Wow. Cold,” Chester said, “but understandable.”

Timmy sighed, hoping the school day ends.

“Valentine’s Day Festival?” Timmy tilted her head.

“Let me guess, it’s a biggest, most important festival on Fae-Fae world.” Gary remarked while eating the chocolate cookies.

“True, Gary, but this time all god-children and fairy god-parents are invited!” Wanda said, “including seasonal fairies, former deities, and the Fairy World celebrities.”

“No pixies, nor Anti-fairies? Don’t you think that’s offensive?” The brunette asked.

“Tim-Tim, invited or not invited, those will bring nothin’ but troubles.” Gary pointed out while giving Poof a piece of cookies as the fairy baby whined for it.

As much as Timmy wanted to refute, she couldn’t. What Gary said was true, after all.

“Okay, fine… I wish we were in Fairy World.” Timmy said as Eddie hopped inside her pocket.

Wanda, Cosmo, and Poof’s wand/rattle sparkled, granting her wish. As they poofed to Fairy World, the street was already filled with parades in dedication for Valentine’s Day. Feeling something different, Timmy looked down and found out she was wearing a dress. A sleeveless white dress with black lace, red and pink roses decorating her dress skirt, her ponytail hair was down and had hairband.

“Don’t tell me…….”

“Yep, there will be a dance too~!” Cosmo giggled, spinning around.

“Not cool….” Gary said, deadpan as he was wearing a slightly formal red jacket, white shirt and dark blue pants with spiked pair of black boots. 

“Oh well, it can’t be that bad…” Brunette girl sighed.

And the next, they were in a party hall as Timmy had to be with her fairies, Gary, and one of her former nemesis, Remy Buxaplenty. Oh, here comes the worse part. Especially when Anti-Cosmo and Head Pixie were observing the party from outside.

“Ooooh, how dare they uninvited us when it is a festival for ALL magical creatures!” Anti-Cosmo fumed, then smirked, “Oh well, might as well we leave them a gift..~”

Anti-Cosmo chuckled darkly as Head Pixie laughed in monotonous laughter.

The party continued as Juandissimo was flying away from the group of female fairies who wants every piece of him. Jorgen and Tooth Fairy were together as their god-son Winston was talking to Sally. Mother Nature was with her husband Father Time, enjoying the pomegranate juice. The best couple; Jack Frost and May Queen, were chatting while flirting with one another. Cupid watches the party with smile as his wife Psyche stood beside him. At one second, Jorgen, Juandissimo and Cupid felt a rather unusual presence, turned to the certain table with glowing fruit. A golden apple.

“Is that… a golden apple?” Jorgen spoke first.

“Oh my…, who would have left such a treasure…?” Cupid wondered.

“There’re words written on.” Juandissimo noticed.

The three looked at the words on a golden that has said; “To the most beautiful fairy”. They paused for several seconds pondering until they grasped on the apple at once. Three fairies glared at one another while not letting go of the apple.

“Then, it must belong to me!” Jorgen claimed.

“¡Disparates! This apple belongs to me, the SEXIEST fairy ever exists!” Juandissimo refuted.

“BAH! Humbug! It belongs to me, the god of love and beauty!” Cupid argued angrily.

Everyone’s attention diverted to them as the three continued to fight for the golden apple, confused at the situation. 

“WHAT is going ON?” The Blue Fairy demanded as she approached to them, noticed the golden apple.

“Here comes the repeating gospel of three vain figures that lead to war…~” Molly remarked with sarcasm.

“Blue Fairy, please give us your judgement now.” Jorgen spoke before the three asked in unison.

“WHICH ONE OF US IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FAIRY?”

Blue Fairy sighed, rubbed her temple in contemplation. Fairies and god-children were murmuring to one another as they mutter their opinions.

“That’s a hard question…” April Fool said.

“Blue Fairy’s having hard time now…” Easter Bunny sighed.

“It is indeed, a very difficult problem.” Blonda also pointed out, seemingly conflicted.

“For god of beauty, it’s obviously Cupid, but…..” Mother Nature began.

“I would vote Juandisssimo for the masculinity and his caring side for children.” Minister Autumn viewed.

“This is a fight for the pride.” Dwight stuttered.

“I think Anti-Cosmo left that Golden Apple on purpose…” Gary nonchalantly spoke.

“I don’t think either one of them is that beautiful.” Timmy rolled her eyes as Poof giggled.

With an idea, Blue Fairy perked.

“I have an idea. For this judgement, we will leave it on one of the god-children!”

“A god-child?” Jorgen, Juandissimo and Cupid said in unison.

“Yes!” Blue Fairy nodded.

The fairies looked at the god-children, who also have hard time voting. Obviously, Remy and Winston won’t have the right to judge since the rich kid is Juandissimo’s godson as Winston is Jorgen’s godson. Then, their attention went to Timmy Turner who was enjoying the chocolate desserts until she noticed them looking at her.

“…wait, what? ME?!” Timmy exclaimed, flabbergasted.

“YES!” Everyone replied.

The bucktoothed brunette made a loud facepalm at her fate. ‘God must have enjoyed making my life miserable’ she thought bitterly.

“Can’t you three just share the piece?” She asked, annoyed.

“NO!” Three male fairies yelled.

“Greedy…,” She muttered, sighed heavily as she wondered, then spoke, “Alright. I will judge… BUT, I’m not really a nice kid so my judgement depends on what YOU think is the most beautiful thing. Something that even I would get.”

Remy blinked by her condition as Gary grinned. Among the three fairies, Juandissimo was first to volunteer.

“I can~!” With a dramatic wave of his wand, the Latino fairy poofed the party hall into clouds and visions.

What everyone see was screens of previous godchild Juandissimo was assigned to. And many were celebrities that has existed throughout modern history. One that caught Timmy’s attention was Grace Kelly. The American actress who married the Prince of Monaco. 

“¡Mira! This is the true work of beauty, child. Talents, confidence and the ability to become beautiful in the eyes of the world! And this,” his wand pointed at the certain screen, “shall be you.”

Timmy’s head turned to the screen he directed at. Inside the screen, was the future. In an award ceremony, the host announced her name as grownup Timmy stood up, wearing lavishing red mermaid dress with her hair up in bun, smiling radiantly as she received an award as famous singer and actress. A great star. From the corner of her eyes, was grownup Remy Buxaplenty, presumed as her partner or as fellow celebrity, clapping for her. 

“Is that me…?” Timmy’s eyes widened.

“I am aware that you dreamt to become a great singer as Chip Skylark,” Juandissimo noted, “with talents and confidence granted, you will become the most unforgettable, beautiful star of the world. Honor of having dreams and gifted skills.”

Timmy blinked, until she heard a German-accented fairy roared.

“Timmy Turner! That is a pride and power, but not a true beauty!”

Both looked to see Jorgen holding large wand.

“I will show you the beauty from the victory as strong woman!”

“Becoming the star is better than being a champion who soon would be replaced.” Juandissimo frowned, crossed his arms.

“What’s the worth to become a greatest human being WITHOUT fighting for ungrateful, vulnerable humans?”

With a big stomp of his wand, the surrounding changed. Timmy’s eyes sparkled when her eyes set upon one of the memorable figures she have admired; Yuna Kim. The famous Queen of Ice in Figure Skating world. A woman who have fairly received victories with efforts she had through practices and skills she have improved with her sweat, tears, blood and her life. The screen changed with well-known women participated in grand sports competition. Despite the looks of contempt they got from men, they stood equally strong both mentally and physically as them.

“There’s nothing more beautiful than the victory earning from efforts.”

Timmy glanced at the screen, couldn’t help but agree with the toughest fairy in the universe.

“Someday, Turner, you will also get to experience the taste of victory and honor when you fight for something. If men can be heroes, why not women? YOU are hero to Fairy World, but when you grow up… you will still be a hero on everything you fight for.”

She was snapped back from reality when it was Cupid’s turn to call out.

“Timmy, dear,” the god of love spoke, “becoming the hero in society is great, but that is not true beauty.”

“Are you saying that outer beauty matters more than sweat-shedding effort for victory?” Jorgen growled.

Cupid giggled.

“Oh, absolutely not~,” he continued, “the MOST beautiful thing is….”

Cupid stretched his arrow towards the sky as it poofed into large screen, showing the pair in love.

“love…~” Cupid smiled.

A man proposed to the love of his life. And in tears of bliss, the woman happily accepted. Neither of them were physically attractive, but there was no question that they love each other for who they are. Not only that, there are many types of love existing now. Love between friends, between families. Love always lead to beginning of new life and new family for the pair. 

“Love is the most priceless and the most fairest thing in the world~.” Cupid noted.

“But I don’t have good memories in loving someone….” Timmy’s smile faded, remembering Tristan.

The love god’s hand patted her shoulder.

“I’m aware you want someone who would respect your decision, your wishes, and accept you for who you are,” Cupid smiled warmly, “if you want, I can pair you with that type of person in a future.”

This perked up the brunette’s attention.

“R-really….?” She asked, hopeful.

“Of course~! I’m not like a certain love goddess who pair up the shepherd-to-hero with a married woman,” he winked with a playful grin, “you will be with someone you loves you as a person. Who can spend life together with you and support you all the way.”

Cupid sprinkled the glittering dust with shads of pink. The screens of previous two fairies’ offering were replaced with future. There stood, was Timantha Tiberia Turner in age 20s, wearing radiant wedding dress with bouquet of gardenia flowers, roses and baby’s breath. A beautiful brunette woman was smiling with blush, waving to a mysterious man in silhouette. Her true love.

"As long as you're together with your true love, there's nothing to be afraid, nor envious of. As love brings true happiness,” Cupid concluded, “now, it is up to your judgement which is most beautiful…~.”

The surrounding went back to normal as Timmy was contemplating.

“Now, have you made your choice?” Blue Fairy asked as everyone was focusing.

Timmy closed her eyes, then opened.

“Three of them are attractive and offered me things such as talents and confidence, or victory through efforts… but, that is for when I grow up and choose my decision… and there is one thing I lacked and wanted to have for a lifetime. Cupid paired Wanda and Cosmo, both love each other for who they are and that’s also how I met them. He set my parents and that’s how I was born. So, one day… I want to spend my life with someone who loves me for who I am.”

Wanda and Cosmo nearly teared up by her speech as Jack Frost and May Queen nodded with smile.

“I give this golden apple to you,” Timmy held the golden apple, then turned towards one of the male fairies, “Cupid, the god of love.”

Juandissimo and Jorgen’s jaw dropped as everyone cheered. 

“Congratulations~!” Mother Nature clapped.

“Congratulations, Cupid~!” Lil’ Summer Maiden cheered, spraying the flower petals.

“Three cheers for Cupid, the most beautiful fairy~!” Blonda said as the god-children roared in cheer.

Psyche smiled, clapping.

“Splendid judgement, Timantha~.” Blue Fairy praised.

The seasonal fairies and holiday mascots congratulated Cupid.

“Thank you, Timmy,” Cupid thanked her, “I promise to find you your true love.”

For once, Timmy inwardly, and desperately wished for that come true.

Chapter Text

In an early morning of Saturday, Timmy was sleeping peacefully. Only to be awaken by the clock’s alarm. Including her fairies poofed out of the fishbowl. As she woke up, she looked at the calendar, squealed in bliss.

“It’s Saturday~!” Timmy exclaimed happily, then looked around, “Where’s Gary and Eddie?”

“Both already left with extreme wishes outside Dimmsdale~!” Cosmo replied.

“So today’s all yours, sweetie~!” Wanda added.

“Since it’s Saturday, it is either trip to Crimson Cheek comic world, hanging out with my friends, or—”

Before Timmy could finish, she paled at the sound of familiar motorbike approaching from far distance.

“Or Vick~! Wait, that doesn’t sound right…,” Cosmo looked outside, then back to Timmy, “OR VICKY!!”

Timmy also looked outside the window, watching Vick riding his black motorbike, along with his friends, well, followers who are also the same “mean babysitters” as him. She gulped, remembering the works she heard between pre-teens and other teenagers of her icky babysitter.

She FLINCHED as the door was kicked open. The brunette still can hear the motorcycles engined with loud sounds. Wanda, Cosmo and Poof were in their disguise; Wanda as Timmy’s crossbody handbag, Cosmo as darker shade of green wallet inside with Poof as purple pocket mirror. Walking downstairs slowly, Timmy saw Vick wearing dark green shirt, dark jacket, spiked leather belts, black ripped jeans with pair of military boots. Behind him was Laurence Ledergerber, Vick’s right-hand man; a teenaged boy with purple hair, teal eyes and fair complexion wearing gray turtleneck, half-sleeved shirt, black long pants and knee-length boots waving at bucktoothed brunette with mischievous grin. The other side was Alyssander, the auburn-haired teenage boy with glasses, freckled on his nose; wearing red shirt, white jacket with pants, and black sneakers.

“Hey, twerpette,” Vick flashed his infamous sinister smile Timmy could mistake his teeth as fangs, “let’s have fun.”

The tone of his voice sent the chill down her spine as she glanced at other two kids; presumably who are babysat by Laurence and Alyssander respectively. And Timmy knew she doesn’t have a choice to refuse as Vick dragged her out of house and had her hopped on behind him on his motorbike. 

And, the one hell of a ride began, with a horrified scream from Timmy and other kids who were dragged along to their babysitters’ reign of terror upon other bikers and gangsters.

“Oh god, that was brutal journey…,” Timmy panted, exhausted from the bike ride as she returned back to her room, barely harmed in early noon, “you know, this morning made me wonder what made Vick that way.”

Her fairies turned back to their default form.

“Well, the only way to figure out is wishing you could see the past.” Wanda remarked in as-a-matter-of-fact tone.

This perked the brunette. She was curious, wanted to know what caused Vick to be cruel. After all, what could go wrong to see take a peek of one’s past?

“I wish I could see Vick’s past.” She finally said.

And with a wave of the wands, Timmy and her fairies became transparent, invisible in the world of past as they poofed back to +10 years ago. They arrived by the house of Vick and Toot’s and went through, to see little red-headed boy hiding, much to Timmy’s confusion until she noticed something.

‘Wait… is that…’

The little boy was none other than Vick, aged 6, was hiding behind the door. Arms and legs were bruised as some are scratched. His cheeks were red as if he was hit by someone, his small and fragile body quivered in fright and looked as if he was on verge of tears. Timmy stood, bewildered then flinched by the harsh scream of a voice that called Vick, surprising the boy as he hurriedly went to upstairs. Seconds later, Timmy and her fairies saw a tall teenaged girl with dark brown hair, burgundy red tank top, dark blue jeans and slightly tanned skin, lurking upstairs with glint of her predatory, cold eyes. 

“Vick, come out wherever you are..” The woman spoke, tone low and intimidating. 

Feeling dread, before the fairies can call out, Timmy followed upstairs as she heard the woman entered a room with a click of of door locked. Her transparent body entered the door.

And she regretted what she saw.

Vick was held by the hair, weeping in pain and fear as the woman goes by name “June” was constantly beating him. Poor boy begged her to stop, but it worsened the beating. The woman threw him roughly to the floor, kicking his stomach over and over.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU UNWANTED MISTAKE!!!” The woman yelled.

Little Vick crouched, weeping in silence. Timmy stood frozen by such graphically violent abuse the red-headed boy is suffering. Even her fairies were shocked, nearly dropped their wands but they managed to cover Poof’s eyes, who was quivering.

The surrounding changed, and it couldn’t be worse. They see young Vick frequently mocked and bullied by kids in school as first grader. Because he was meek, quiet and afraid. One obese boy would even messily cut Vick’s long hair while cackling, just because his hair was ‘too girly’. The red-headed boy cried, begging to stop as the kids around him laughed at his tears.

After school, young Vick would walk his way home. But he would feed a stray kitten he found by the park entrance. When he went home, he was greeted by his parents who was busy as usual. His mother Nicky was presumably 7th month pregnant, preparing new room for Vick’s new sibling as his father, Vincent, was helping her. They, inadvertently in casual tone, asked what happened to his injures and hair. The brunette could see Vick wanted to tell them truth but held back. 

“…I tripped… I was playing with my friends…” he would answer and went to room as his parents didn’t bother to look at him as they focused on making a room for Toot who was to be born.

Next day was usual, tortuous day for Vick. But this was worst. When surrounding by the bullies and gotten hit, Vick and Timmy’s eyes widen to see one boy holding a familiar collar.

“Hey, freak~! Look familiar~? You should have seen how it looked when we threw it towards the truck~!” The boy laughed.

A collar once belonged to the stray kitten Vick cared.

Vick let out a stricken, traumatized shriek in tears. Repulsed by people who treated him that way, Timmy and her fairies glared. The boys then flinched as Vick’s body twitched, looking down. The silent overtook the park until Vick looked up.

With SAME bloodlust in his eyes Timmy had always seen in her present life.

And the next thing, Vick snatched the rock from one boy’s hand and threw it at the boy’s face, breaking his nose in a process as the kids stood surprised. 

In age of 8, it is when Vick was pushed to the breaking point. Kids in school screamed and running in fear, as bullies tripped, looked to see Vick. A red-headed boy was holding a KNIFE, tears slipped from his eyes as he giggling insanely.

“Ha….hahaha…~! As if I’d let ANYONE laugh at me…,” he hiccuped while laughing, “you sons of bitches……. I WILL KILL YOU ALL!!!!!”

He shrieked with maniacal smile and chased after his bullies, frightening other students and teachers. 

And call her ruthless, but Timmy felt relieved to see those bullies suffer. 

“…They deserve it.” She muttered.

Too afraid to report to his parents, teachers allowed Vick to leave school after the terror. He walked back home, hearing his uncle Veck scolding his parents for neglecting their son as they had just now realized their firstborn was abused by the babysitter and the fact he managed to “dispose” her before she could abuse his nephew to death. Vick kicked the door open, halting their intense conversation.

“V-Vick…?” Vincent and Nicky turned to see him

Without a word, Vick’s eyes turned to them, and his toddler brother Toot who was behind his parents. The innocent child waddled and hugged Vick’s legs with cluelessly happy smile, the faded as soon as he saw his older brother’s cold look.

Then Vick roughly pushed him, causing Toot to fell backward, shocked. Nicky and Vincent gasped by their son’s behavior as Veck was indifferent. Vick glared with hate and anger as he blurted at Toot:

“You should have never been born, shitty brat…”

Vick then went upstairs in silence. Little Toot remained, until tears formed from his large purple eyes and cried loud.

Returning back to present time in her room Timmy remained still, much to her fairy god-family’s concern. Too many emotions overwhelmed inside from what she have seen. She wondered why Vick never had a fairy godparent, which lead to concluded speculation that fairies must have also neglected his misery and disregarded him. Fury mixed in her heart, until it was replaced with compassion and sadness. Because, at that time… Vick was an innocent child. Abuses, bullying and lacking parental care made him cruel, hateful, and heartless. 

The brunette turned her direction to the living room. She walked out and watched Vick napping on a couch from upstairs. Cosmo and Wanda glanced at each other as Timmy glanced at sleeping teenager. 

“…Cosmo… Wanda…” She began.

The fairies glanced at her.

“…I wish I was Vick’s babysitter.”

Understanding her motive, their wands sparkled and granted her wish.

The light directed to Vick, turning 17 years old teenager into 6 years old boy. His muscular, tall body changed into petite, small one. His height was not even half the length of the couch he was sleeping at. Timmy quietly walked downstairs as the red-headed boy stirred before waking up, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. His big, innocent, fancy deep rose diamond eyes blinked as he looked around.

“What happened…?” His voice was small, confused.

He froze as he saw the brunette girl standing in front of him. And out of instinct, little Vick cried and hide behind the couch. Timmy’s expressions softened by his frightened demeanor. 

“W-who are you…? And where am I…?!” He asked, his voice was trembling, indicated his fright as he was on the verge of tears, thinking the girl would hurt him the same way his babysitter did.

Timmy kneeled to match their eye contact while kept the distance, not to scare the boy.

“Hi, Vick…,” she greeted with smile, “I’m your new babysitter…Tiffany.”

His eyes blinked, but did not move from the couch. Timmy walked towards him as the boy flinched and crouched in circle like a frightened puppy, expecting any punch or kick. But, he didn’t expect the older girl to held him.

“It’s okay, Vick…,” Timmy patted his head, “let’s have a great time for a day.”

By her words, six years old Vick’s eyes sparkled with hopeful smile.

“Weally~?” 

With a heartfelt giggle, Timmy nodded.

Vick giggled excitedly as he and Timmy were playing in the arcade, throwing basketballs at the hoop. He pouted when he couldn’t properly throw it on a hoop, but she held him higher, letting him threw the ball again as it went in, much to the boy’s delight. 

“I did it~!” He cheered, sprung up his short arms.

As the match ended, Vick held her hand and enthusiastically pointed at the other games. Unable to refuse the boy’s wish, Timmy let him play the games. When his stomach grumbled, he blushed in embarrassment as she giggled, taking him to the food court. When there was too much people and nowhere to sit, Vick whined a little.

“Let’s go back…,” she smiled reassuringly, “I can cook something for you. Do you like oven spaghetti~?”

Vick nodded excitedly with wide smile, once again softened Timmy’s heart.

Back to home, Timmy cooked him the best foods, even making milkshakes without the help of her fairies. Eating lunch together, she watched him chewing on foods with cheeks stuffed like a squirrel, smiling in satisfaction that he enjoyed them. In a disguise as goldfishes, Cosmo, Wanda and Poof smiled at their bonding.

After lunch, Timmy picked out several movies she and Vick can watch. He was sitting on a couch, giggling in anticipation as she made popcorns and took out drinks for both. As the movie started on a TV screen, Timmy let Vick sit next to her, enjoying the time together. She giggled when she saw Vick blushing and covered his own eyes in every romantic scene of animated films. Yet, he still remained close, his small hand holding hers. When the last film was over with happy ending, Vick tugged her shirt.

“Tiffany…,” He spoke, “I’m sleepy, but… can I stay with you until I fell asleep…?”

Looking at his hopeful eyes, Timmy nodded, letting him lay down on the couch. She sat by, holding his hand. His eyes droopy, Vick let out adorable smile.

“When I grow up, I wanna marry Tiffany..~!” 

Timmy blinked, but instead of an answer, she made the most kindest smile, gently stroking his cheek as she watched him feel asleep. He snored softly, then her smile faded. He deserved this day. He deserved at least ONE DAY without misery. Even if he cannot remember when he was wished back to his current age. 

“…I wish he was back to current self.”

Cosmo, Wanda and Poof raised their wands and granted her wish. 

Squeezed then slowly opened his eyes, Vick, now back to his 17 years self, woke up, wondering why he fell asleep from the first place. He noticed all the chores he made the brunette did was finished long ago as living room and kitchen was clean. He looked at the clock, eyes widen it was past the dinner. He then felt he wasn’t really hungry. Stood up, he looked for his regular victim as he walked upstairs and reached to her room. Only to see Timmy sleeping on a bed, snoring softly. For some reason, he could see traces of tears from her closed eyes. She shivered as she was sleeping with her usual T-shirts and pants. 

Vick didn’t say anything, but “carelessly” tossed a blanket on her, left the room. He walked outside, looked at the sky. Picked out a photo from his pocket, he smiled without malice.

Treasuring one memory he had with his mysterious babysitter.

Chapter Text

No school, no homework—thanks to making a wish—, no pop quizzes by Mr. Crocker, Timmy was resting in her room while playing games with Gary as Poof was napping. According to what Chet Ubetcha, the news anchor of Dimmsdale, has said, the spread of virus was slowing down. Not that she believe in that, but Timmy has been bored for more than a month to be in a house while doing assignments with computer. Both Timmy and Gary groaned as they heard a news of “Spring Fever Concert” upcoming in Dimmsdale Dome as their fairies happily dance.

Because in every Spring Fever Concert, Chip Skylark sings. But that’s not the point, every time special event occur soon…

“Tim-Tim, the clingy four eyes Toot has been texting you…,” Gary said as he looked at her phone, “he’s asking if you would come to his birthday day.”

Her stalker, her greatest admirer would ask her out. 

“Oh god…” Timmy facepalmed.

“You’re not gonna go, are ya?” Gary inquired, raised his one eyebrow.

The pink-hatted girl contemplated. To be honest, it would be good to see Chip Skylark’s concert on live due to secret friendship they shared year ago. But what bothered her was Toot. He is a nice boy, but when it comes to his crush for her, he could be uncomfortably… ‘affectionate’. Especially in his birthday.

“Gary, you know my parents, they’d say—“

“Oh Timmy~~!! We’d think it’s a nice gesture if you go to Toot’s party~!” Her parents said from downstairs.

“…SEE?” Timmy sighed.

“It does say you can bring someone from your family or friends.” Wanda added as she looked at her phone.

“We’re your godparents~! I’m sure we can lighten things up~!” Cosmo said cheerfully, before he sneezed.

And the next, the carousel poofed and landed on top of Gary and Timmy with big thud. Both fairies quickly poofed it away.

“Uh-oh, I must be catching… ‘it’…!” Cosmo exclaimed.

“What’s ‘it’….?!” Gary and Timmy asked.

“It’s Fairy Fever, a disease infect on us fairies,” Wanda answered, “when we had it, we temporarily lose control of our power.”

“Oh! Maybe you two should stay…” Timmy said.

“We’ll get better a—ACHOO!” Cosmo sneezed, poofed entire house to the moon.

“Whoa… that’s cool AND uncool at the same time…” Gary spoke, eyes blinked in surprise.

“You sneezed us to the moon like that?!” Timmy shrieked, watching her parents floating, clueless as they thought the experience is just a dream, “on second thought, you two should come along. Gary too.”

As they wished home back normal, Timmy got herself ready to go to Toot’s birthday party which was Tomorrow. Timmy and Gary walked to Dimmsdale Mall as the fairies were poofed as their bags, Poof as Timmy’s necklace. She was buying two to three volumes of Toot’s favorite comic book, and one stuffed animal; a light brown colored rabbit one. Cosmo sneezed again, poofed the skunk inadvertently, causing people to escape the mall immediately.

“This is gonna be a long day…” Timmy sighed as Gary nodded in agreement.

Several trials of Cosmo’s fairy fever went on until tomorrow. Timmy was wearing different outfit from usual; light pink long shirt, burgundy red short jacket, white belt, black tights and pair of slightly heeled blue ankle boots. Her hair was on ponytail with her iconic pink hat on.

“You sure you’re gonna wear that hat still?” Gary asked, he was wearing red leather jacket, black and white top, long jeans and knee-length black boots.

“You’re the one to talk.” Timmy grinned, smacked his shoulder playfully. She grabbed a wrapped gift box, walked downstair as she held two “green” and “pink” balloons. 

They walked the street, Gary checked the watch as it was an early noon.

“How do you feel, Cosmo?”

“Feeling great~! I think I got over it~!” Cosmo replied cheerfully.

Within minutes, they arrived to Toot’s house. Both Gary and Timmy gulped as the house is also Vick’s, since the two are brothers. Even their fairies can sense an intimidating aura from the house. With a sigh, Timmy pushed a doorbell as Cosmo sneezed again, poofing a scary mask on her face. The door opened with a voice of familiar fanboy.

“Is that you, Timmy~?” Toot asked as he opened the door.

Timmy pulled off the mask from her face as she greeted him. Gary rolled his eyes, then both flinched when Toot’s older brother, AKA Vick walked towards them. The red-haired teen growled while baring his “claws” until his eyes saw Toot’s crush, his expression slightly softened.

“Well, well… two buck-toothed brats on a patrol… get the hell in.” He said, gestured them to enter.

Retaining his cool composure, Gary entered as Toot dragged Timmy in with glee. The former imaginary friend tried his best not to look at Vick in the eye as he knew better not, otherwise he would be no longer real, or so he felt. Toot, while noodle-dancing in infatuation, showed Timmy around his birthday party. Vick was called upon by his friend Laurence as the purple-haired boy had brought two kids he was babysitting. Obviously, the two children were forced to attend the party through Laurence or Vick’s threat. Surprisingly, most invited kids were enjoying as some of them wore refined outfits. 

“Uncle Veck and granny would be here soon.” Toot said, giggled.

Vick walked towards the kitchen where his timid parents are getting the foods ready. Timmy noticed how his parents are afraid of their older son, even though today was Toot’s birthday. She inwardly wished the presence of Toot and Vick’s relative won’t scare the children. Because—

“Uncle Veck~!” Toot waved towards his paternal uncle.

Timmy and Gary flinched as Cosmo sneezed again, unintentionally caused the sky to rain with thunderstorm as Toot and Vick’s uncle appeared. He resembled Vick quite much, except the middle-aged man had shorter hair and his facial skin was slightly wrinkled. He has similar scowling eyes his oldest nephew had, but softened when seeing him and Toot. 

“This is Timmy~!” Toot said as he introduced her to him.

The brunette gulped, hoping she did not sweat too much. Vick glanced at their way as Veck stared at her. 

“Oh, I see,” Veck leaned a little due to his tall height, “Nice meeting you, Timmy Turner. My little nephew told me a lot about you.”

Timmy quickly placed her gifts on a pile of other presents just next to her as she smiled nervously.

“O-ohh…! I see… N-nice to meet you, sir!”

It seemed to kids that the storm was getting much worse when another member of Vick and Toot’s family arrived. An elderly woman with gray hair with red strands in loosen bun. Wearing green and lighter shaded stripes jacket, dark green long skirt and black heels, she entered with intimidating aura of a lioness. She was none other than Vick and Toot’s grandmother Victoria.

“Granny~!” Toot went to hug his grandmother.

Granny Victoria’s glare softened and smiled, hugged her younger grandson back.

“Aww, my little pup, how you’ve grown~!”

Despite an elderly yet stern and a bit raspy voice, her tone was soft as antique music box’s lullaby.

‘God, it’s so hard to be in same living room with them,’ Timmy internally sighed, ‘I know they’re very nice people who simply cares for their family…, but I can’t help listening to many voices in my head that tells me to run…’

“Granny~! Meet my other guest of honor; Timmy~!” The glassed boy introduced his crush to her.

“H-Hello…~!” Timmy forced up a bright smile.

“Welcome, child.” The elder woman smiled, a smile which cause the witnesses went still as their gaze would scream with ‘Don’t attack me’.

“Come on, Timmy~! Let’s play upstairs~!” Toot held her hand and went upstairs.

His sudden movement caused Timmy to let go of her “odd” balloons as the Clown held them to make shapes for kids, unaware of the unique green balloon went become more green. Gary cringed slightly by Cosmo’s condition, instinctively knows that something UNCOOL will happen soon. 

Meanwhile, Timmy and other kids were gathered in circle as she had to sit next to Toot. In the middle was a clean, empty soda bottle.

“Winner gets to kiss me~,” with mellorine mode, Toot smiled to Timmy while noodle dancing, “your first~!”

Taking a deep breath, the pink-hatted girl hesitantly spin the bottle as it was twirling around quite fast until it went steady, slow… and it pointed at Timmy.

“Ohhh…..” Timmy groaned in pessimistic tone other kids felt sorry for her while Toot squealed happily.

Back to the first floor, Gary was waiting for a moment to get Cosmo and Wanda, so he would secretly wish either that Toot gets preserved in a giant cube of jelly, turn into a toad, OR GET HIT BY A BUS—no cool, as former imaginary friend would say. His mind snapped back to real world when he heard a sneeze, not from Cosmo. But from his wife Wanda.

And he heard Timmy’s scream. Gary quickly ran upstairs to see her chased by Toot who has a sharp shark teeth. He flinched as this time Cosmo sneezed, which led to Toot become a wolf-cub caused Timmy to stop and picked him up.

“Gary! Where’s Cosmo and Wanda?!” 

Well, both were continued to sneeze, causing more chaos. Timmy and Gary rushed downstairs and held them.

“Is there any cure?!” Timmy asked hastily.

“Well…, a large amount of sauerkraut and kimchi always help…” Cosmo replied before sneezing.

Timmy turned to Toot who just reverted back to normal.

“Toot, I need sauerkraut and kimchi now!”

Vick, Veck and Victoria noticed wild bikers, gangsters and the elder woman’s enemies from her youth—caused by fairy fevered Cosmo and Wanda—approaching towards their house, armed. The triple V’s, in unison, grinned devilishly as they walked out of the house.

“Well, well, well, look what we’ve got here…” Veck mused, his tone predatory and assertively entertained.

“Are y’all ready, boys~?” Granny Victoria asked sweetly, before taking off her jacket and grabbed the pipe.

Vick, on the other hand, wore fingerless pair of black leather gloves before taking off his shirt, now wearing tank top that shows his left arm tattoo. completely. His eyes glint in dangerous hunger for bloodlust and thrill.

“Born ready, granny…~” He replied, licked his lips.

While back in a house, Timmy, Gary and Toot—uncaring about why balloons can eat—were feeding Cosmo and Wanda a bowl of sauerkraut and kimchi. Due to the sneezes previously, the house was loaded with playgrounds, pool of balls, and endless amount of pizza. All jumped by the exploding sound from outside.

‘Oh lord… here comes the triple V’s…’ Timmy facepalmed.

As the bowls were emptied, Gary had Toot and the kids hide somewhere safe in the house. Cosmo and Wanda were completely healed from Fairy Fever.

“Hey~! We’re cured~!” Cosmo exclaimed.

“Guys! I wish every chaos in the house is gone!” Timmy wished quickly.

Their wands raised up and twinkled, granting her wish. And with a large poof, the house, the party was back to normal. No big playground, no colossal amounts of pizza, no extreme fun. 

“Are the pink and green haired couple cured?” Gary went back in.

“Yeah…” Timmy sighed in relief, on her knees as she was exhausted.

The kids walked out of house, eyes widen in shock to see pile of gangsters and bikers defeated. On top of them were Victoria, Veck and Vick sitting on them casually as they were stretching their upper body.

“Is the party over?” Veck asked.

“Y’all should stay for this ol’ granny’s cookings~!” Victoria giggled.

Most kids just stood frozen as Toot smiled happily by hearing his granny’s cookings. 

“…I’ll stay for the cookings, ma’am… can I help you with that?” Timmy managed to speak, then turned to the screen breaking fourth wall, “also, readers… stay safe from Crown-Vi—I mean, Corona Virus….”

Chapter Text

A last month before the real Summer began, Timmy was outside with other god-children in Dimmsdale Mall’s cafe, chatting about the month’s event at Fairy World, a festival host by May Queen every month of May. 

“May Prom, huh…” Timmy mused as she drank her chocolate milkshake.

“It’s a big deal for Fairy god-daughters like us,” Sally said as she replaced a spoon Winston dropped with a new one, “especially older ones. Who are possibly a runner-ups for May Princess title.”

May Princess. A title crowned to the most popular flower girl in May Prom by May Queen herself. The festive’s main event was the crowning one among the nominees for great title. From last few years Timmy had learn from that, there were many well-known figures in history were involved as well. Taking examples, Elizabeth I the golden age queen of England, once received the title when she was nine with title of “the English Rose”. Catherine the Great got the title in age 11 due to her beauty and her popularity with fellow godsons, got an epithet “Camomile of Russia”. Last queen of France, Marie Antoinette was crowned as “Rose of Versailles” at young age after marriage to Louis XVI. Rosa Parks won the title in age 12 in a name of “Tiger Lily” as she once argued the African-American girls can be beautiful as other girls from different races as she was wearing a dress made by herself without help of her fairies. Ichiyo Higuchi, in age 10, was crowned in title of “Yamato Nadeshiko”. Princess of Wales, Diana, was crowned in age 11 as “Return of English Rose”. One of the greatest by far was Diana’s crowning because a fellow godson named Michael sang for her despite the injuries he have during rehearsal for the song’s dance. Well, who would have thought this boy had become a biggest star of a world at the future.

“I remember the qualities as May Princess is through the dress design, best duo dance, and most who receive many flowers from boys.” Molly added as she drank coke.

“So, did you all choose who you want to dance with for the festive?” Timmy asked as she looked at the girls.

Molly and Sally shrugged, but only the blond haired girl remained to dance with Jorgen and Tooth Fairy’s godson. And the goth girl doesn’t plan to dance with any boy, as she disliked to be touched. On the other hand, godsons were talking about same topic but with different opinions. Though it leaded to whom they will plan to dance with.

“I’ll be dancing with Sally…” Winston said bashfully, twiddling his fingers.

“Former dance, not cool.” Gary rolled his eyes, drinking soda.

“Then, you wouldn’t mind if I ask for Timantha Turner’s hand for a dance?” Remy inquired as he drank the iced milk tea, earning the cool kid’s glare but didn’t care.

“Let’s just get ourselves suit for the dance…” Dwight spoke meekly.

The godchildren proceeded to stroll around the mall to ready for May Prom. Unbeknownst to them, they have been observed from far at the Anti-Fairy World. In a deepest core of the palace, entire court of unlucky magical beings were surrounding the throne room as their “creator” was glancing at the children through glowing crystal ball. His long black hair flared as ominous mist, his piercing yellow eyes narrowed delightfully as he grinned. The dark tips of his fingers tapped the table in rhythm as he saw Anti-Cosmo entered.

“Sire, what are your intention with this year’s May Prom…?” Anti-Cosmo asked carefully, his lime green eyes observing his lord with anxiety.

The man grinned widely, chuckling. Dark excitement leaving from his mellowed, soft voice.

“I wonder…,” he mused, eyes on the counterpart of Cosmo, “but I will be needing your help.”

Anti-Cosmo blinked in confusion.

Several days passed, in Fairy World, the entire town square was filled with diverse of botanical beauties blooming for May Prom. Each carriage of godchildren and their fairies were riding towards great mansion of May Queen, the fairy of Spring and host of May Prom. Inside the manor, the Spring fairy took deep breath as she was dressed with white gowns decorated with blue roses, flower crown on by her floral fairy servants. She opened her eyes when they finished her makeup, heard the door knocked.

“Come in~!” She lively replied.

May Queen then beamed to see her mother, the Earth Goddess, the Mother Nature herself as she hugged her mother.

“You look radiant, sweetie,” Mother Nature smiled, “are you ready for the big day~?”

“Yes~! Will grandpa be here?” The Earth goddess’ daughter asked.

“No, I’m afraid not. He’s a busy man…” Mother Nature sighed.

May Queen pouted, only to be playfully scolded by her mother as she was told to brighten up. 

“But Jack Frost will join you for a dance,” May Queen giggled, blushing at the mentioning of her Winter Fairy Boyfriend, “now let’s greet the children.”

With a smile, the mother and daughter left the chamber. By the gate of May Queen’s manor, fairies and younger godchildren were watching the three nominees’ carriages arriving. First carriage was Molly with Dwight. Molly was wearing a two shades of purple and dark gray cotton dress. Her hair was down and night blue feather hairpin on. Dwight was wearing a dark green tuxedo with black bowtie. Their fairies were wearing formal outfits as well.

“Don’t put your arm around me.” Molly ordered stiffly as the boy nodded.

From the second carriage, Sally and Winston came down. The blonde girl was wearing a floral orange dress with crystal straps and peach colored cape sleeve. Her hair was more curlier and side bangs braided to the back. Winston was wearing white suit with ocean blue necktie. She giggled as she held his arms, much to the boy’s bashfulness. Sally’s fairy Stan was wearing striped gray tuxedo while Winston’s fairies Jorgen and Tooth Fairy came out, as the muscular fairy was wearing military suit while Tooth Fairy wore teal colored mermaid dress.

“Y-your dress is pretty…” Winston complimented shyly.

“Thanks~!” Sally smiled sweetly.

Third carriage, peculiarly, Timmy was escorted by both Remy and Gary who was glaring at one another. She was wearing a simple pink dress, adorned with gold from her chest as a sun and diamond shaped pieces reached down to her thighs. Her long brown hair down but side bangs formed into buns. Gary was wearing dark red feather coat around his shoulder, white shirt with black necktie, dark blue pants and pair of black boots. Remy was wearing white princely suit with his hair combed neatly. Cosmo and Wanda wore their respective formal outfits as Poof was wearing toddler-sized tuxedo. Juandissimo was seen with white blouse, purple cravat and long tight pants with pair of black shoes.

“Listen,” Timmy began to Gary and Remy, “if you two keep fight, I will kick you two out.”

Flinched by her intimidating aura and threat, they obediently nodded. The godchildren and fairies entered through the open gate, watching the blooming flowers of diverse type in admiration. The front door opened by two floral fairies, displaying interior of the mansion as it was filled with other pre-teenaged children with their fairy god-parents, chatting and enjoying the buffet. The Spring Fairy’s two friends Cupid and Hebe, the owner of Fairy World Spa were seen checking in every invited god-children and fairies. 

“Hello, Timantha Turner~,” Hebe smiled sweetly, eyes on Remy and Gary, “which one of you are her partner?”

“Both are.” Timmy replied in behalf for them.

Cupid made a “does-it-have-to-be-them” look while Hebe blinked before let them in. 

“Why those two…, it could be anyone…” The god of love sighed as Goddess of Youth sighed with a smile.

Then, the stage brightened by the lights as May Queen entered, riding on a botanic swing carried by her floral fairy servants.

“Can’t believe she keep use that…” Gary rolled his eyes.

Timmy giggled, then her eyes caught the blue silhouette from the corner briefly, blinked in confusion as it was gone. She tilted her head, but brushed it off.

“Welcome, god-children and fairies~,” May Queen began, “I, May Queen, shall begin the May Prom now~!”

Fairies and their god-children lightly clapped for her. Timmy glanced at everyone, able to sense a bit of awkwardness since the festive is to celebrate Spring and the coming of age to god-daughters. However, there was invisible competition between the girls. Some girls secretly glared to one another, pretending to be friendly though. Some god-sons are making bets on who would likely win the May Princess title. Unbeknownst to her, fairies even made a bet but conceded to help their god-daughters to cheat.

Cupid snapped his fingers, signaled Jack Frost to appear as the music turned on. Dwight glanced at Molly nervously, but she snarled at him not to touch her. Winston turned to Sally, face blushing.

“M-may I have this d-dance…?” He requested politely.

Sally giggled, albeit bashfully as she blinked her eyelashes.

“I’d be honored.” She accepted as she held his hand and proceeded to dance with him.

The buck-toothed brunette laughed a bit by Sally’s assertive lead of dancing. Gary stared at her, cleared his throat as he was about to speak before Remy pushed him aside and held out his hand for her in gentleman manner.

“Lady Turner,” Remy smiled, “will you honor me this dance?”

Timmy facepalmed, about to accept his offer until one girl “accidentally” spilled her punch as it was about to splash on her dress. But before it could touch the pink fabrics, for some reason, the direction of the fluid changed as it poured on the girl’s dress instead, confusing Remy and Timmy as the girl fussed over her dress got soaked and ran off. Sighed in annoyance, Remy just took her hand went to the dance floor. The blond boy’s green eyes were on his Latino fairy, who smiled and gave him a nod as if telling the boy to carry on. Though the boy’s attempt on dancing tango was a bit clumsy, Timmy giggled at his effort. Gary was seem sulking as Poof pouted, babbling in frustration. 

Winston was quivering nonstop, doing his best not to step on Sally’s foot. Jorgen was holding a “Be a Man, Winston” sign as Tooth Fairy was concerned. Sally smirked as the red-head boy blinked. The next thing, she grabbed his hand and was leading a dance, earning a heartily laughter from Stan and Tooth Fairy while Winston was blushing even more. 

Oblivious to them, Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda were hiding from the corner, eyes on the fairies of god-children who attempted to bribe the others. Cosmo’s anti-counterpart raised his want as it twinkled without a sound, causing a small crack on the floor those bribing fairies FLOATED on, causing their back aching immediately. Some members of Fairy Council were about to offer goods until the anti-fairy leader poofed a salt on their feet, causing them to fall, which lead to their god-children tripped over one another. When the last child bumped onto Remy causing him to let go as Timmy was about to fall, she closed her eyes shut. However, she wasn’t falling as she felt a hand on her back helping her stand up. Her eyes open to see everyone, including fairies paled as their eyes were looking at what, or who, was behind her. The buck-toothed girl slowly turned to see pale-skinned dark fairy without a wing, long black hair floats as a dark mist, with pair of golden eyes staring at her but smiling warmly.

“Are you alright~?” The man spoke, tone of his voice soothing yet disturbingly sweet.

Timmy only nodded. Gary narrowed his eyes as Poof hid behind his parents. Jorgen was alarmed as Tooth Fairy gasped. Fairies whispered to one another in fright.

“It’s Nero! The Dark fairy of Nightmares and Fear…!”

“He’s here…?!”

Behind him was several Anti-Fairies. Nero formed a soft grin, revealing his ghostly white teeth, holding a several roses of different purple shades, giving them to Timmy.

“Are these for me?” She asked, still in disbelief.

Without a word, the dark fairy nodded. Watching Nero, Mother Nature smiled brightly as she floated to him.

“Hello, daddy~!” The Earth goddess beamed.

Timmy, Gary, Remy, Molly, Dwight, Winston and Sally blinked before exclaimed: “DADDY?!”

“Love your dress, sweetie~.” Nero chuckled, patted her head.

May Queen squealed as she rushed to hug him.

“Grandpa~~!”

“GRANDPA?!” Their jaws dropped this time.

Poof tilted his head in utter confusion.

“Oh yeah~! He is Mother Nature’s dad and May Queen’s grandpa~!” Cosmo giggled before waving at his dark counterpart.

“I thought you won’t be here~!” Spring Fairy hopped excitedly.

“Can’t grandpa skip his work to see the party you are hosting~? Besides, I am worried if there are some fairies who would try to play unfair for the title of May Princess~.” His almond shaped eyes narrowed more as he glanced at the fairies who attempted to cheat as they flinched and looked away in fright.

“Daddy, please don’t scare them.” Mother Nature sweat-dropped.

“Well, it seems nothing serious happened~! I guess I will just enjoy the drinks~.” Nero chuckled, floated towards the buffet stand with his Anti-Fairies.

After the entrance of the dark fairy, godsons approached to respective god-daughters to give them flowers. Winston returned from getting flowers. Well, quite a large amount of flowers as Sally’s expression brightened as she gladly accepted them. Remy and Gary gave Timmy roses. She then felt a tap of her shoulder, turned to see three other god-children. Arnold Stein, the overweighted auburn haired boy with glasses on. Michael Dylan, a blond-haired girl from Timmy’s school. And Hugo Delmar, a Latino boy with sharp sense of fashion.

“Love your dress, girls~!” Michelle smiled.

“But in my taste…~,” Hugo gave Timmy a bouquet of carnations, orchids, and red roses, “your dress may be simple to others but very refined.”

Flattered, Timmy smiled a bit as she accepted them.

“…is he hitting on Tim-Tim?” Gary asked Cosmo, Wanda and Poof who could only shrug.

However, the interaction was interrupted as May Queen came upstage with a card.

“Everyone~! Attention please~!”

All fairies and human children turned their attention to her.

“It is now a time to announce this Year’s new May Princess!”

Holding the flowers still, the girls stood as the nominees; Timmy, Molly and Sally were shown on a screen. May Queen opened the card and looked at it. With a smile, her eyes went back to audience.

“This year’s new May Princess’ title goes to……” She began.

Most fairies were seen gulped, sweating and biting their fingers in anticipation. Girls were clutching onto their flowers. Mother Nature was sitting next to her father who was drinking a grape-ade while stroking the head of a black kitten gently on his lap.

“… Sally Walker and Timantha Turner~!”

The lights were focused on Timmy and Sally as their eyes widened. It was first time TWO girls have won the title of May Princesses. Mother Nature gasped but nonetheless excited. Nero raised his eyebrow but grinned in amusement with his anti-fairies whispered to one another while Anti-Cosmo chuckled. Gary and Remy grinned as Poof squealed happily. Stan, Cosmo and Wanda floated in glee. Winston happily clapped for Sally. Two girls were guided upstage by floral fairies, receiving the halo tiaras adorned with their iconic flowers; Versilla rose for Sally, coral pink roses with darker pink spray roses for Timmy.

“Let’s cheer for little Lady Versillia and Lady Rosa~!” Fairy of May and Spring clapped delightfully.

Sally and Timmy looked at each other, giggling at such unforgettable event. 

Chapter Text

It was the early morning as Timmy was still sleeping in her bed peacefully. Minutes left then her first day of June rises. Feeling the tickles, she giggled as she thought Poof was ticking her. That is until she slowly opened her eyes, only to see a leopard glancing at her sitting like a patient cat.

“WHAT DAAAAA?!?!?!” Timmy shrieked as the leopard flinched.

From the window, a familiar fairy of summer peeked with a giggle and entered.

“GOOD MORNING~~!!” Lil’ Summer Maiden squealed.

“GAH!!” Timmy jumped in surprise.

Even Eddie the furry gerbil flinched, fully awake as Gary was poofed with the fairies, confused. Cosmo, Wanda and Poof raised their wands and poofed away the mess Summer Fairy’s adoptive leopard mother made. 

“Hi, Timantha Turner~! Gary~! I’m Lil’ Summer Maiden~~!” The petite fairy flew to her, wings sprinkled in excitement.

Timmy and Gary glanced at each other before waving at her.

“Since it’s first day of June, it is time for BIG FUN~!” Lil’ Summer giggled as she spin around.

“And…?” Timmy and Gary said.

“That means I chose both of you as one of god-kids to have fun with ME~!”

There was brief moment of silence around the room.

“… WHAT?” Timmy, Gary and their fairies exclaimed.

With a summer fairy’s poof, they were all arrived where other godchildren and their fairies stood, bewildered in a beginning of Summer. Winston was hiding behind Tooth Fairy and Jorgen, Sally was irritated while holding his hand, Molly just didn’t seem to care, Dwight was freaking out, Remy was complaining that his peaceful sleep was disturbed. Even the other three godchildren were confused as Arnold was still in his pajamas, Michelle was whining while doing her makeup as Hugo was yelling Spanish languages in annoyance despite being a little sleepy.

“What’s going on…?” Timmy asked.

“They will also join us in having extreme fun for a day~!” Lil’ Summer Maiden replied.

Timmy looked around as she could see that fairies doesn’t have an option to stay with their godchildren. In fact, the fairies are worried for them.

‘Oh well, what could possibly go wrong…?’ Timmy sighed.

And what they were worried about went real…

“WHOO-HOO~~~!” Lil’ Summer Maiden cheered as she was surfing the tsunami wave in a middle of ocean.

Winston and Sally were in same surfing boat as the frightened boy hugged the blond girl who managed to catch up with the Summer fairy. Dwight screamed in fright as Molly just sits on a surfing board. Arnold and Michelle were either try to row the surfing board or keep themselves from falling.

“EXTREEEEME!!” Timmy and Gary screamed as Remy was too frozen to do anything.

And Hugo seemed to be the only one enjoying the surfing.

“BIGGER WAVES INCOMING~~!!” Lil’ Summer squealed.

From distance the bigger tides were approaching.

‘Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off. Please don't fall off!!!!’ Were the only reaction of most godchildren.

“And we’re going to SWIM in~!” The petite summer fairy giggled.

“Oh, okay—WHAAAAT?!?!” Timmy shrieked as Lil’ Summer Maiden grabbed her and Gary’s hand.

“On… two…,” the tide went closer as she yelled in glee, “THREE~!!”

With that, all godchildren jumped off from their board, diving in a high tides. The black-haired Summer Fairy swam as the children were trying their best to LIVE until they were all washed up to the deserted island, inhaled and exhaled to catch their breath.

“Next is mountain climbing~!” 

All kids dropped their jaw in horror. Well, most of them. 

And the next was climbing the mountain WITHOUT safety gear. 

“This. Is. EXTREME…” Timmy shook a little in fear while still climbing, flinched as pieces of large rocks slid NEXT to her.

“Don’t worry…~,” Lil’ Summer smiled, “this mountain is just a bite prone to land slides~!”

“ T-thanks for the notification…” Molly dreaded slightly.

Winston and Sally were sharing one rope to tie another as the girl was a bit stronger compare to red-headed boy. Hugo was annoyed of Remy’s quick exhaustion and whining. Arnold flinched as he heard something.

“Guys…, is it just me or this mountain is… shaking…?”

They froze in unison, feeling the rocky landscape quaking wildly.

“Oh no…” They gulped.

Before they could ask their fairies for help, Lil’ Summer, with her wand, poofed up a magic where she and the godchildren jumped off from where they were climbing and falling as they screamed. She brought in a soft, slightly bouncy clouds as they were landed on them.

“NEXT~!”

And the third survival game began as the clouds when high up in the sky, Lil’ Summer poofed a skydiving gears around each and every godchild.

“Time for SKYDIVING~~!”

The children dreaded as Hugo was the only one seemed to be excited.

“We’re gonna die…” Dwight squeaked in fright.

“We DID die.” Molly replied.

“Are we in heaven…?” Winston asked timidly.

“I KNEW IT.” Sally facepalmed. 

And they leaped off from the cloud, tears flowing from their eyes as they let out a frightened scream while the small fairy of Summer let out a delighted squeal. 

Meanwhile, in Anti-Fairy World’s palace, the children and Lil’ Summer Maiden’s “extreme fun” were watched by Dark Fairy of Nightmares and Fears, who seemed to enjoying the display from his crystal sphere as he laughed and slammed his hand on a table. 

Back to Lil’ Summer and the children, all EXTREME fun were concluded with a camp in the savannah of Northern Africa. Timmy was resting with Gary and other godchildren as some were a bit sulky with their first day of Summer—which they wanted to be peaceful—was interrupted by the hyper fairy. Remy had Juandissimo poofed a coat to warm himself.

But unfortunately, this alarmed Lil’ Summer and Timmy because his coat was genuine leopard-skinned one.

“REMY! NO!” Timmy then called up her fairies, “I wish his coat were black trench coat!”

With that, his warm coat was replaced with black trench coat, much to his confusion and dismay.

“Turner, what is a big deal?”

“Don’t wear that. You will anger Lil’ Summer’s mama leopard.” Timmy replied.

Remy raised his eyebrow, for he had never seen nor met Lil’ Summer Maiden having leopard as “mother”. With an idea, he began to speak.

“Well, Turner, if you insist, why don’t you tell me all of the things I shouldn’t do to not anger her.”

“Okay, that’s easy. First, don’t bring that coat you got from your family’s big game hunting.” The brunette replied.

“Alright, what else?”

“Never use your flashlights and wave it back and forth really fast, or have lights around you.” Lil’ Summer Maiden answered.

“Like cats, she is alarmed or attracted by it.” Timmy added.

“You’re kidding…” Remy blinked.

“Don’t stomp fast, she takes that as a challenge.” The summer fairy said.

“Go on.” Remy began to write it on his notepad.

“Don’t ever eat a meat.” Timmy continued.

“Raw or barbecued?” The Buxaplenty kid asked.

Timmy and Lil’ Summer whispered to one another before answering.

“Barbecued, the smell provoke her more.”

“Alright, anything else?”

“Never wear animal pajama.” Molly answered.

“Especially Zebras!” Dwight added.

“Or possessing stuffed animals.” Michelle said.

“Or mini-pigs.” Arnold replied.

“And never…” Timmy paused.

“Ever…” Gary followed.

“…EVER…” Sally gulped.

“…AH!!” Winston squeaked in fright.

“LAUGH LIKE A HYENA!” Kids said in unison.

Within short seconds of silence, Remy blinked before responding.

“Wow, I’m surprised there are many things that can keep the mother leopard away.”

“When I encounter her this early morning until arriving at Lil’ Summer’s, she scares me all over again… seeing her at night, Oh-hoho, I’d believe that she’s a devil…,” Hugo shivered a little before whispering with Juandissimo, “…el diablo…”

“And suddenly, I feel like we are in danger…” Remy looked around.

“W-why…?” Winston asked, scared a little.

“I don’t know…,” then with a devious smirk, “just a feeling~!”

As Remy wished for everything that shouldn’t provoke Mama Leopard.

“…NO.” Timmy’s eyes widened.

“YES…” Remy nodded with grin.

The flashlights on moving back and forth, Remy used a fan to spread the smell of barbecued meat as he was now in a pajama of Zebra pattern stomping around, much to Lil’ Summer and the other kids’ horror.

“Ay, AYY DON’T, REMY!” Hugo tried to warn him.

“Stop!!” Timmy and Lil’ Summer yelled.

Remy only sneered, finding story of Mama Leopard fictitious to him. That is, until they heard growling from the savannah bush. The poor Buxaplenty boy turned with his flashlight still on, directing the light towards none other than…

“Mama Leopard…,” Timmy then said, “RUN.”

Most kids went inside the camping care as Mama Leopard was in her pouncing stance while her almond-shaped eyes piercingly gazed on frightened Remy. The blond boy tried to run, but that only provoked the predator more as its mouth on the boy’s pajama fabric and wildly shakes it right, left, up and down as she pounced on him before leaving.

“Remy! Are you okay?” Timmy asked as she peeked, “don’t run, it only makes her more upset!”

“Thank you for notification…,” Remy managed to speak, “then I guess I’ll just have to limp over…”

“NO!” Kids yelled as Mama Leopard charged and ‘played’ with Remy again before leaving off-screen.

“She hates limping more than running!” Lil’ Summer added.

“Then… I guess I will just—”

But the leopard “attacked” again off-screen, walks away afterward.

“I should have warned you about crawling.” Timmy spoke, still inside the camping car.

And there goes another attack before leaving again.

“What did I do this time?!” Remy cried out.

“I don’t know, I guess she just doesn’t like you!” The pink-hatted girl answered.

“Hide in a bush!” Michelle said.

ONCE AGAIN, from off-screen Mama Leopard played with her most hated fairy god-child and left.

“Don’t show your back when she’s still around!” Molly spoke.

Quickly, Remy hid behind Timmy. Mama Leopard approached towards the children with a scowl, paused as she noticed he was behind Lil’ Summer and her favorite godchild Timmy. With a growl, she pointed at him with her clawed paw before walking away.

“I told you…,” Hugo sighed made a cross over his heart, “…el diablo…..”

Timmy and Gary rolled their eyes. First day of Summer was something they would never forget.

Chapter Text

In Dimmsdale Park, people were enjoying environment of preserved nature as kids were running around, playing several sports with their family and friends. In a midst of the park where the benches and tables takes place along with convenient store, Timmy and her friends were sitting as most enjoy the lunch. Couple of feet away were popular kids from their school, chatting about their common interests.

“Any idea what they’re talking about?” Chloe asked.

Apparently, the popular kids were talking about current trends of fashions, idols, and their appearances in the articles. 

“No, I don’t speak ‘preps’…” Gary replied.

Timmy rolled her eyes, held unfinished drink and sandwiches as she was obviously losing her appetite from the presence of Tristan. She was then bumped into someone who were talking to him. Angry by Tad and Chad’s laughter, she was about to snap at whoever bumped to her.

“WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING, AS—”

She paused to see Vernon was the one who bumped onto her. He seemed surprised by her outburst as he stood still, either scared or shy. His blue eyes shaken a little by how close their distance are, then sees the drink poured on her shirt. Tristan even blinked by Timmy’s angry yell.

“Nice wig, Turner,” Tad snickered as Chad laughed, “where did you made from~?”

“YOUR DADDY’S CHEST CHAIR.” Timmy growled in snarky manner before leaving, didn’t even give Vernon a time to apologize.

Stressful by the popular kid’s presence, Timmy dumped the trash in a bin and punched the tree HARD enough to leave a fist mark on, causing her friends to jolt.

“Say, how about we head off to arcade?” Chester said, attempting to calm her.

“Yeah, let’s not care about those snobs and try that new Crimson Cheek game~!” Elmer added.

With small smile Timmy nodded, having no idea what is awaiting her later as she walked her way to arcade next to the Dimmsdale Mall with her close friends. As usual, Timmy had a high records among the kids in Crimson Cheek VS Bronze Armada, Zombie Apocalypse, VTR shooting games, etc. Gary only laughed as Chester and Elmer’s jaw dropped. AJ rolled his eyes but smiled. 

“We played all games and we still have much time! What do we do now?” Chester asked.

“Where we all love to go~,” Timmy smiled, “to the Comic book store~!”

They cheered as they went to the bookstore to look for new comic books. They split to find their respective favorite ones as Timmy looked for several in shoujo manga section. Picked the last copy with the title of “How To Survive The Life of Villainess”. Hearing a small commotion and familiar “girly” voice, she internally groaned and turned to see the familiar figure arguing with the comic book store owner about last copy of the manga Timmy had picked. 

“Hey, may I help you?” She approached to them.

The figure turned to see her. Flawless long black hair, familiar blue eyes. The lavender aura of vanity lingered still, but different. It has scent of sweetness and floral grace. This one, was none other than Tristan Tang. Only not in his usual attire, but crossdressed as a girl. His eyes slightly widen to see someone he least expect to see.

“You wanted this?” Timmy asked as she held a manga book.

As he remained speechless, she purchased the manga and gave it to him.

“Umm, thank you…”

In appearance of a girl, Tristan’s voice was surprisingly feminine. In fact, very. As if no one would suspect his true gender.

“You’re welcome.”

Despite her initial foul mood, she decided not to expose him and his secret hobbies as she played along. Since she clearly knows Tristan’s usual and in crossdressing persona are polar opposites. When he always was narcissistic, self-absorbed, spoiled braggart in days, on his secret penchants for things his “friends” will find girlish, he is named as…

“…I-I’m Trixie! Trixie… Tang.” He stuttered.

“Ohh, I’m Timantha Turner. But I prefer someone to call me Timmy,” she replied casually, “so… you’re related to Tristan?”

He flinched, but nervously nodded. The another reason brunette didn’t want to deal with him further, was because of his “bipolar” sides. As “Trixie”, he was sweet, fun-loving, a little shy but friendly. She was conflicted. 

“Well, guess I’ll be leaving then…” Timmy was about to leave the spot before she felt a hand grabbing hers.

“Wait…!”

She blinked as she turned to face him.

“I… want to repay for earlier…” ‘Trixie’ timidly added, “Next week is my Birthday and… I don’t have friends to celebrate with…”

Timmy wanted to scoff. She was no fool to believe his words. True, he has “friends” but they were just his lackeys. And she was fully aware that next week is his birthday and still remembered the last one she was invited. Last day she was rejected by Tristan in a most cruelest way.

‘Good ol’ memories…’ Timmy internally sighed, glanced at him.

Her heart swayed slightly by his nervous, pleading look. Possibly because he was in his “Trixie” persona, or he looked freakin’ pretty as a girl.

“Listen, as much as that sounds great, I have some things to do with my friends,” she saw his expression faltered as she took “her” pink iPhone, “how about this, at a day before your b-day, meet me here in Dimmsdale Mall’s plaza? We could hang out.”

His blue eyes sparkled a bit as she gave him his phone back, his eyes glanced and realized she have given him her number. Hearing her friends calling out, Timmy waved to him as she walked to them leaving “Trixie” dazed with blush before smiling brightly.

Much later back in house, Timmy was sitting by her desk and contemplating. Cosmo, Wanda and Poof appeared behind her, curious. She kept thinking what would be a fitting present for “Trixie”. She reminded herself this is NOT for Tristan, it’s for his another persona. Because her instinct kept tells her that is what his true sides are. Finally coming up with an idea, she began to sharpen her pencils and scribble on her notes. 

Meanwhile, in Tang mansion, Tristan entered his room as his parents were absent. He changed his feminine attires until the corset and undergarments were the ones left. Too lazy to change to his casuals, he laid on his wide purple, violet bed. Recalling his recent encounter with his “former admirer”, he felt his cheeks warm. It’s been a while he had seen her content expression. 

‘Maybe because she doesn’t know who I was…’ with bashful smile, he looked at his second, pink iPhone screen as it buzzed with her message of greeting, ‘…can’t wait for the day…’

Throughout several days, Timmy and Gary were looking up the internet shopping to look up for fitting gift “Trixie” would like. 

“I don’t know why I put up with my pink-hatted creator…” Gary stretched himself, yawning.

“Awww, because you love me~!” Timmy smiled playfully and smacked his shoulder.

Hiding his small blush, Gary let out a “tch”.

“Yeah, yeah…”

Poof was playing with ribbons as Eddie carried several sized gift boxes. Cosmo and Wanda poofed as they looked over.

“Well, Timmy, don’t you think giving him a “handmade” gifts would be better?” Wanda suggested.

“Or give him a dead frog~?” Cosmo poofed a dead frog.

“Eww, no!” Gary and Timmy gagged.

“Besides, all I have now is my short story mangas and my handmade B-Day card!” Timmy said as she held them out.

“Aren’t your comics, or manga, BL…?” Gary pointed out.

“Still! You know I got good reviews in my blog…” Timmy pouted before sighing, “I guess these are all I get for the gifts.”

“Awww, sweetie. I think he will like them.” Wanda smiled.

“Hope so…,” looking at the clock she took a deep breath, “I wish I was in Dimmsdale Mall.”

Gary gave her a thumb up as good luck as she waved, poofed in front of Dimmsdale Mall. Due to being a morning, there aren’t a single person in plaza. Timmy held a white paper bag of her handmade gifts and looked at the clock. Few minutes before it strike to nine. She sat on the bench, waiting as she was unaware of the presence of her former crush.

Tristan was distance away behind her. This time, not in his “girl” outfits but as usual appearance, feeling a little nervous.

‘All I can do is just say hello… tell her that I’m ‘Trixie’, and apologize…’

With determined smile, he was about to call out her name before he heard a familiar voice that called him.

“Tristan?” 

He cringed internally as he turned to see Vernon, Tad and Chad. The blond, ‘less popular’ boy’s voice even caught Timmy’s attention.

“You’re here too? I thought you said you’d be in Stardust cafe.” Vernon tilted his head.

“Well, I…” Tristan stuttered.

Timmy was about to leave, before she was blocked by Tad and Chad. Noticing what she was holding, Tad was first to snatch the paper bag from her.

“Hey! Give them back!” Timmy yelled.

“Hey, Chad~,” Tad snickered, pulled out the card and notebooks, “look what we have here~!”

Chad laughed as Tad looked through, taunting her drawings and talents before tossing them on a ground. Chad was about to stomp on them before Timmy angrily punched his face, shocking the twins.

“I said give them back!!” She hissed.

“Who do you think you are!!” Tad glared before he roughly shoved her to the point she was hit on the empty fountain, hurting the back of her head.

Tristan and Vernon gasped. Timmy rubbed off something from back of her head, seeing there was slight blood smudged. Tad and Chad obviously stepped back, as Tad didn’t mean to hurt her that much. The Asian-American popular boy was about to speak but interrupted.

“HEY!!!” Vernon stood next to Timmy, helping her up as he glared at them, “You two have gone too far this time!!! Apologize her NOW!!”

Tad and Chad tried to make up an excuse, but Vernon was too sick of their bullying act anymore.

“You know what!! Until you two snapped out of yourselves and became a REAL human beings, I’M OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE!!” Vernon growled.

He was about to help Timmy, but she stiffly rejected his offer.

“Forget it. I don’t need your FAKE sympathy, Star.”

Holding back her tears, Timmy gave one last resentful look at Tristan and ran off. Her expectation from him was completely gone she didn’t care she left her gifts behind. As Vernon continuously scolded the popular twins and left as they went after him, Tristan was the only one remained, looked down at the gifts made by her. He kneeled down, picked them up. Tears nearly welled up as he looked at them. She spent days making them, for him. And what did he do when Tad and Chad ganged up on her? Nothing. Holding the paper bag of her handmade presents, Tristan frantically searched for her, hoping she didn’t left the mall yet. Minutes passed and no sign of her, he became more desperate he didn’t care the sky was already cloudy with rains. Normally he would fuss about his hair or clothes getting wet, but his priority was the brunette. Unable to look for her, he then walked changed destination, which was Timmy’s house.

Meanwhile, Timmy was actually in a stairway of the mall, crouching on a wall and head down. Eyes shut as she refuse to shed a single tear. She have never felt so stupid—no, it was just like the time she have been constantly rejected by the popular boy. 

‘I should’ve known…’ She bitterly thought.

Feeling someone stood front of her, she slowly looked up to see Vernon. 

“What do you want…” She looked down again.

Within seconds of awkward silence, Vernon sat next to her before giving her the handkerchief.

“Is back of your head okay…?” He asked.

She glanced at the handkerchief, before taking it.

“Yeah…”

Vernon remained silent.

“… you sure you’re not gonna hang with them anymore?” Timmy asked.

“…I won’t. And I’m not gonna regret it,” The blond replied, “they’re not even my real friends, anyway…”

“Oh…”

“…well, today’s gonna be rainy soon, can I take you home?” He asked, his tone still awkward.

She shook her head no, made small smile at his generous offer.

“It’s okay…,” she stood up as he did so, “what are you gonna do without them?”

“I dunno… I can stay home… I won’t be having any photo shooting this Summer.” He shrugged.

“…then you’re welcomed to hang with me and my friends sometimes.” She walked away, waving her hand.

Timmy walked out of mall, seeing the sky already turn cloudy with rains, although it wasn’t pouring.

‘Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, Gary… Eddie would be worried…, I really should head home…’

She walked her way to home, didn’t want to think go anything but resting. Spotting a crouching figure by her house, she stopped. Her bloodshot blue eyes narrowed slightly. Approaching to see Tristan, she looked down at him.

Hearing footsteps, Tristan immediately looked up to see Timmy. His long hair was wet from rain and his clothes soaked. He formed a smile as wave of relief filled his stomach.

“Timmy—”

“Tristan Tang,” she began, her tone cold as ice, “why the hell are you doing this…”

He paused.

“Why are you here…” she demanded his answer.

“I… I couldn’t find you, so… I waited here…” He answered.

“What are you, my babysitter?” Timmy scowled, “waiting here for hours here… you’re creeping me out.”

Taken back by her heartless remarks, he stiffened. Carefully, he held out a paper bag she left behind at the mall.

“No, you keep it. It’s a gift after all,” her blue eyes didn’t have a single light, “Trixie Tang.”

His eyes widened. Bolts of realization hit him hard with the fact Timmy knew who he was. Fear overwhelmed his mind, scared what would she do. Either exposing his “freakish” side to everyone or—

“Do you think I’m petty enough to expose you dressed in drag?” She asked.

He wildly shook his head no.

“THIS is why I am so sick of you…, scared to lose that so-called popularity you’re pretending to be an arrogant son of trollop who thinks everyone loves you,” She glared, her words were stabbing him, “then just because I lost interest in you, you refuse to admit I hate you to the point you’re here now like some stalker…!”

Tristan remained silent, taking in all her painful words because she was right. Even in this moment, he cared for his reputation when she learned of his identity as crossdresser.

“Did you even bother to ask WHY I liked you or wasted my time making those for you?! Because I liked you better when you looked happy when you were just being yourself!”

He glanced at her, eyes still wide.

‘She… liked me…? Because I wasn’t a popular boy, but just me…?’

“But now… I don’t know if I should even hang with you…” her eyes were full of contempt.

“….eh..?” 

“Even now, you’re just an empty barrel who would simply cling on superficial affection as a star, or too cowardly to even be nice and honest. You’re WORTHLESS to me.” She turned away, slammed the door shut before he could speak.

He remained still as now the rain was beginning to pour. Gary, Eddie and her fairies witnessed entire thing. 

“Ha! Serves him right…” Gary shook his head and went back in a treehouse with Eddie.

But to Cosmo, Wanda and Poof, they begged to differ. Especially when they watched the long black-haired boy broke down in tears.

Next day was too exhausting for Tristan Tang. His eyes had heavy bags under his eyes as he took shower and changed into his casual clothes.

‘Vernon was really different yesterday…,’ he recalled the time his “friend” stood up for Timmy when he couldn’t, ‘… I envy his courage…’

Every moment he do, he couldn’t help but glance at his pink iPhone he used as “Trixie” instead of his purple one. No message or call from Timmy. He felt as if another tears would pour down but he immediately shook his head.

‘She would never talk to me, or even look at me,’ he sniffled, ‘just like she always did before…’

He felt enormous portion of remorse and forlorn. Cursing himself for his mistakes and previous misconception of her as some other girls who liked him for his looks. She had constantly asked him out because she wanted to know more about him. Not as just a boy, but as person. She LIKED him for who he was. Because he wasn’t in his facade narcissistic, selfish braggart side but because he was just himself. 

“Tristan? Your friends and guest would be here in an hour.”

He heard his father called from outside his room. Tristan was about to reply, then he heard a buzz from his phone. “Trixie’s” phone. He stormed towards his desk and held it, looked at the screen as it was a message, from her.

“You better finished that comics I made for you. Don’t make fun of that card too! It took me days to make it. Happy B-Day, Tristan Tang.”

Tristan gazed at the screen displaying the message as new one popped.

“If the party’s bored, just skip it and we can have ‘girl date’… not that I would wait for you!”

Tears finally dropped from his eyes, smiling brightly. His father peeked and saw him wiping his tears but his smile remained. Whatever happened in late morning, it must be something that made his son happy. And that’s what matter the most.

“Dad…can you tell them I’m not feeling well…? Tristan asked.

Mr. Tang blinked in confusion, then with a sigh, he smiled with a nod before closing the door. Tristan dashed towards his large closet, pulling out box of makeups.

Back in Turner’s house, Timmy sighed as she looked at her phone. 

“You’re doing the right thing, honey.” Her pink-haired godmother patted her with supportive smile.

Looking at the phone, Timmy hopped off from her bed.

“Cosmo, Wanda. I wish for the new clothes. Boyish ones.” She smiled.

Chapter Text

Watching horror special of her favorite superheroes series, the Stellar Busters, Timmy’s eyes were sparkling as Crimson Cheek, Lady Liberty, Athena, Crush Nebula and The Harpy were fighting against their new villains; Medus the Gorgon Lord. The ruler of Gorgons found as statue in Athens, Greece, by historians who inadvertently freed him from the seal and causing havoc in entire Europe by turning his victims into stone with one look in his eyes. Assisted by is two older brothers Pegasus and Chrysaor the giant, he invaded the Mediterranean Sea to avenge their mother Medusa who was victim of their father Poseidon’s carnal desire. 

Though, he wasn’t born as Gorgon. As mortal he was loved by Athena until lustful Aphrodite forced herself on him. Refused to listen to his words and believing he has betrayed her, she awakened his power out of anger. But it was one of her grave mistake. The curse repeated the history as Medus developed hatred on Athena as well. Painfully for the warrior goddess, the only way to break the curse was decapitating his head which is something she couldn’t bring herself to do so.

“It is always the Greek deities…” Wanda sighed, shook her head as Poof hid behind Timmy in fear of the fictional monster.

“Tell me about it….” Timmy rolled her eyes.

Gary watched along while eating popcorn as Eddie was chomping on sunflower seeds, focusing on the screen.

“Hey, ain’t you going to plan something for Halloween tomorrow?” Gary asked.

“Well, yeah. I’m planning on wearing witch costume.” The brunette replied.

Then, both groaned as they heard her parents calling her out from downstairs. As Timmy walked down the stairs, she tilted her head in confusion unable to sense the presence of her teenage tormentor. 

“Mom? Dad? What’s going on?” 

“For the Halloween, you would be accompanied by a babysitter~!” Mr. Turner replied cheerfully.

“But since Vick is out of town, we managed to hire temporary babysitter for day~!” Mrs. Turner finished for her husband.

“Temporary babysitter?” She blinked her eyes, turned her gaze towards the door.

As her parents opened the door, Timmy saw teenaged girl with long wavy black hair, bright blue eyes. The girl was almost same age as Vick around 16 or 17, having a healthily skinny waist and a perfect figure not all teen girls have. She was smiling friendly and entered.

“Hi, I’m Danielle Fenton,” she introduced, “you can call me Danni.”

“I’m Timantha Turner! Call me Timmy.”

With her parents already left with goodbye, Danni turned her attention back to pre-teen brunette.

“So, planning something for Halloween?” 

“Me and my friends are actually invited to Halloween party,” Timmy answered, “and I planned to be a witch for costume.”

“Sounds nice~,” Danni’s eyes caught Gary peeked from the stairs, “and who’s he…?”

“Oh! That’s Gary. He is my friend.”

The raven girl waved to Gary who simply waved back. Timmy formed a rather uneasy smile, feeling strange of Vick’s absence and having “substitute” babysitter. The pink-hatted brunette could only hope that Halloween goes well at the next day.

At the endless night of Anti-Fairy world, the castle was crowded with floating Anti-Fairies cackling and giggling with evil enthusiasm. The globe on the center was glistening as the ruler of dark fairies emerged with black sands.

“A day left before Halloween begins~,” Nero chuckled, “a truly thrilling game to test mortals through their greatest fears…~.”

The dark fairy of Nightmares and Fears loomed over the globe, observing oblivious humans in Dimmsdale, the town running by hopeless, useless hands of Mayor with poor parenting suffocate the children who are looking for day of their favorite Holiday. October 31st, the day of Halloween where children would dress up as ghosts, monsters or other fictitious figures going from door to door for candies exclaiming “Trick or Treat!”. All Hallow’s Eve. Known as a day to remember the dead, including saints, martyrs and all the faithful that has departed. But that is also the day people must stay alerted as it is a day Nero, the dark fairy of Nightmares and Fears, takes charge of the holiday influencing the whole world into spooky, frightening games he called “test” to see humans facing their fears. The more they consumed in fears and nightmares, the stronger and powerful Nero becomes.

“What could be more exciting that this…~,” the black-haired dark fairy grinned, “children who dress as tragic monsters wronged by Greek holy tyrants, and the heroes who doomed them~.”

Anti-Cosmo laughed with his wife as their son held back his amused giggles. 

“This will be very entertaining…~,” Nero held his black sand, waving it around and shaping the soft dark sand into form of monsters, giving them a life, “you all know what to do~.”

The anti-fairies were ready to carry on with their annual duty of Hallow’s eve. With unison of enthusiastic laughter, they flew out and directed to the Earth leaving Nero to gaze at the the globe, his vision intently gazed at Dimmsdale. He could see his anti-fairies spread around with their wands point at children’s costumes, jack-o-lanterns and head of children initiating his game. Especially all dedicated to certain brunette godchild who was in peaceful slumber.

“The game begins…~.”

Wearing the witch costume, Timmy looked at herself in a mirror. Well-decorated black hat with wide brim almost covered her eye with the top tilted to the side, her dress was entirely black with dark red bodice surrounded her waist, pair of long heeled boots were buckled. Cape was around her shoulder with one strap, she was also holding the wooden staff with the glowing green orb attached on top.

“You look like gothic version of Blue Fairy.” Gary commented.

Eddie inside the gerbil ball nodded in agreement.

“Oh shut up, Gary! You look like a emo Chucky!!”

Gary was wearing a black leather jacket, white shirt and dark trey denim with one strap on shoulders, his once greasy hair was down and covered his other eye, unruly and he was holding a wooden knife.

“Let’s get this over with…” The former imaginary friend rolled his eyes.

Danni was in casual outfit, waiting for the two downstairs. Watching them, she beamed as she opened the door.

“You guys ready?”

“Born ready!” Timmy and Gary replied in unison.

However, as soon as they walked out of the door, their eyes widen at what they were witnessing. The street, the houses, the surrounding were eerily dark. It was only five o’ clock sharp yet the sky was dark as late night. The street was filled with children but… their costumes looked so real. Too realistic. Timmy, Gary and Danni were theorizing correctly that something supernatural must have occurring through Dimmsdale.

“Oh no…,” Timmy quickly grabbed Gary’s hand and stormed towards where the Halloween party was supposed to hold; Remy’s mansion, “let’s go!”

The raven haired girl’s eyes briefly glowed as she breath out cold air, sensing something. Concerned, she did not hesitate to follow the two buck-toothed pre-teenagers. The paranormal sense went stronger as Danni gazed at the mansion of Buxaplenty, dark clouds from above were surrounding the roof. As soon as Gary and Timmy reached to the gate, it opened unnaturally as if the mansion itself was inviting them in.

“What took you so long to be back from Fairy World…?!” Timmy huffed as she saw their fairies poofed in.

“Well, sweetie…,” Wanda began nervously, “we have a terrible news…”

“What, like, this happened because many kids wished the Halloween is real?” Gary scoffed, sarcastic.

“Close enough,” Wanda replied, hands on her hips, “but Halloween happens to be the day in charge of Nero the Dark Fairy. A day he can make children AND adults suffer their greatest fears and nightmares!”

“How does he know everyone’s fears~?” Cosmo asked, clueless but his question was dismissed.

“He is manipulating the Halloween to provoke everyone’s fear! And the more everyone is afraid—”

“The more powerful he gets?” Timmy finished.

“Exactly!!”

“But this time, we are playing game~.”

Timmy’s eyes widen at the familiarly soothing yet bone chilling voice. Poof hid behind Timmy as Cosmo held Wanda tightly in fear. Gary was jumped by the voice and looked around to look for the source of voice. Then the mass of black sand with dark mist gathered at the center of Buxaplenty’s Mansion where the fountain stood with statue on. Combining, the statue was replaced with entity of fear and nightmares chuckling at them as Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, Gary and Timmy gasped.

“Nero the Dark Fairy?!”

“I won’t make excuse of this,” he grinned, his golden pupils glinting, “but what your little nagging fairy said is true…~. You want to save others, don’t you.”

Timmy frowned.

“Well, you can,” he added, not taking his gaze upon the two preteens and three fairies, “but, only by winning this game.”

“What game!” Gary hissed.

“Conquering your fears,” Nero replied, “in this mansion, I set some beasts and tragic yet paranormal beings that has terrorized children around or over your age’s heart and soul. If you defeat all of them including the Boss leveled one, I will revert the day as normal childish day of Jack O’ Lanterns, candies and less scary costumes~!”

‘He’s technically enjoying this…’ Timmy muttered from her mind, aghast of this dark fairy’s sick sense of entertainment.

“Tim-Tim. Don’t listen… this is obviously a trap,” Gary whispered to her, “we can think a our way to get out and find another way—”

“I accept your challenge.” Timmy cut him off, her stern eyes kept on Nero who smiled in joy.

“TIMMY!!” Her fairies and former imaginary friend exclaimed.

“That’s the spirit…~,” he clapped excitedly, “let the game begin~!”

With that, his form disappeared as the large front door of Timmy’s blond rich friend’s mansion opened. The brunette was aware of the “game” set by Nero, but as secret trap to gain more power from her and others. Taking deep breath, Timmy grabbed her staff tightly.

“Let’s do this.”

Nodded in unison, the gangs entered as the door slammed shut behind them.

Meanwhile, Danni’s glowing eyes narrowed as she was surrounded by children who were possessed by their costumes overshadowed by ghosts. She has no idea where did all the apparitions came from, nor how did they control the inanimate outfits to brainwash the kids. Inhaling and exhaling, she was in her prepared position for ghost hunting.

“Going ghost.”

The neon blue ring surrounded her until he sprung out. Her black hair was replaced with white silver, her casual outfits was no more as she now wore black and white outfit as her body shape was much more visible. Her blue eyes were now glowing green.

Little did she knew, Anti-Fairies were witnessing from the sky.

“Who is that ghostly human girl?” Foop asked his parents.

“She won’t be much a threat, son,” Anti-Cosmo replied grinning, “but testing this girl’s abilities won’t hurt as well~.”

The Anti-Fairies giggled darkly, watching the ghost girl fighting the ghosts that are overshadowing the children. That is, she was challenged with the task until…

“Hey…”

Anti-Fairies flinched at the tone of voice. Danni stopped and turned to see a teenaged, evil babysitter hopped off from his motorbike. Vick marched towards as the overshadowed children cowered in fear, refuse to attack him. His glaring eyes were intimidating the girl as he scowled.

“Where. Is. The TWERPETTE.”

Inside the Buxaplenty mansion, Timmy didn’t really expect the monsters would appear out of nowhere unannounced. However, that didn’t mean she was not enjoying it as this occasion reminds her of the times she played VR games in arcade shooting down monsters. Gary was throwing his wooden knives—as she has no idea how he got many of them—at the monsters, decreasing their HP while their fairies were in disguise as weapons; Cosmo as the orb of Timmy’s witch staff, Wanda as a sword while Poof is in Timmy’s purse shooting ray from his rattle. Thankfully, the invited children were unharmed as they were only kept in separate room hiding.

“Remy! Remy, where are you!” Timmy looked around.

Hearing his reply from distance, they quickly ran to Remy’s room where the blond rich boy, dressed as Vampire prince, was inside.

“I’m right here…!” Remy whispered.

“Come out!” Timmy gestured him to leave the room.

As Remy ran out, they stormed towards the stairs, ran down as fast as they can until all have heard an ominous hissing. Multiple of them.

“…Oh [CENSORED]…” Timmy and Gary gulped, somehow knowing who it was.

Timmy hastily grabbed Remy and hid inside the unused guest room, door closed. Noticing the keyhole, Gary peeked through to see the source of the hissing noise.

“What was that….?” Remy whispered.

Gary’s eyes widen at what he has seen. The silhouette of a man with wings and his prehensile hair was stalking the hall. All remained silent until the hissing was gone.

“Remy,” Timmy whispered back, “do you have a mirror or silver plates…?”

And the next, all were holding the silver plates, tip-toeing the hall. Expert with games, Timmy knew the boss leveled monster would be in a living room or at the spacious lounge with no windows. Juandissimo poofed himself several materials until he become a key and unlocked the lounge door. The gang entered silently, glanced around. The silver plate Remy was holding glistened as he looked down, frozen to see what was on the ceiling.

“Run!!” He screamed, alarmed.

The group dispersed and held their silver plates or mirrors, feeling the great impact of a figure landed at center. The hissing was heard clearly and it sounded irritated, along with soothing yet cold voice belonged to the man their gaze evaded from.

“Another innocent, hopeless mortal children…”

Looking at the reflection of the figure, what they expected was correct. 

“…Medus…!!” They shuddered.

Asps for the hair, the mythical monster’s eyes narrowed. This lord of Gorgon was none other than Medus, a same beast Timmy and Gary has watched day ago in their favorite superhero series adapted from historians’ recent discovery of his existence as Medusa’s hidden third child and ex-lover of Athena.

“I see you’ve reached to the summit, thanks to your flying rabbles of friends…” The Gorgon man glanced at hiding fairies.

The final boss of Nero’s nightmarish game.

‘I thought he is somewhere hidden underworld or dead!’ The former imaginary friend kept his eyes shut.

“It’s rude to not looking people in the eyes…,” Medus approached to Remy who covered his eyes with his hands, “the ones say the eyes are window the the soul…”

The blond boy flinched, feels the snout of serpents touching his cheeks, even their thin tongue licked as if they wanted to taste him.

“I hope you find my eyes… attractive.” Medus hissed at the last word, tone remained cold as ice yet inviting, provoking his prey’s curiosity.

It was too late to turn back as Remy was consumed with curiosity, his eyes opened. He let out a gasp of fear as Medus shrieked, fangs sprung out with his eyes glow, leaving the rick boy petrified. Literally. Sneaking her glance at Remy who had turned into stone, Timmy paled. 

‘Holy [CENSORED], Remy…’

“Aww…, I left him speechless, haven’t I…,” Medus mused, “don’t worry… he will live again, when you defeat me.”

Knowing informations about Gorgons, the brunette in witch costume knew there’s only way to slay them; decapitating their head. However, none of them has real swords or sharp blades to do the work. Gazing at the holographic HP, the best bet was to decrease them with constant attacks. At least the Gorgon ruler was polite enough to place the petrified Remy upstairs with his extended snakes to prevent him from destroyed. Then the group split up as the hair serpents charged at them. Gary held out his sunglasses, putting it on in order to weaken the Gorgon’s eyes’ effect on him. But the challenging one for now is getting away from the snakes that are keep stretched out to bite or attack. 

“Timmy, since we don’t have sharp sword, what are you going to do…?!” Wanda asked.

“Simple,” she replied, “attack his wings and snake hairs.”

“Well, that’d be convenient if his hair doesn’t regenerate!” Cosmo pointed out, obviously scared and jinxed his words.

Gary threw the wooden daggers at Medus, sliced several snakes off. But much to his surprise, the Gorgon’s snakes regenerated.

“COSMO!!” Wanda and Timmy yelled in unison.

“… NOT COOL.” Gary sighed, dropped his daggers in defeat as Medus turned to him.

Before Medus could petrify Timmy’s ex-imaginary friend, the door BURST opened, the aura of powerful teen entered.

“TWERPETTE.” Vick growled, “WHERE’S TOOT…”

The red-haired teen the noticed the monstrous Gorgon lord whose eyes were attentively on him as well. He did budge when Medus’ snakes grabbed him.

“VICK!!” Timmy screamed, concerned.

Medus slithered closer, activated his petrifying gaze on him. Timmy, Gary and their fairies closed their eyes for the worse, but heard nothing. Slowly, they sneaked their eyes. Astonishment was filled in their widen eyes to see Vick unharmed, not even petrified. 

“What…!” Medus growled, confused.

Then everything seemed to stop as Vick’s glare hardened, releasing the most infamous willpower. Bloodshot formed in his sclera, his arched brows knitted as veins popped around his eyes. The red-headed teenager scowled as predator, gazes piercing through the Gorgon’s very soul. Medus flinched, disturbed by the power the mortal was holding. 

Taking this as an opportunity, Timmy charged.

“HIT THE DECK!!” She screamed as most did, aiming her staff at Medus.

Cosmo, as the staff’s orb, shimmered then shined bright before released the ray at Medus’ wings. The Gorgon shrieked in pain as Gary saw the monster’s holographic health bar. His HP decreasing. His wings fried and white feathers torn, Medus glared in anger.

“You BRAT!!”

As his clawed bronze hands could get on Timmy, Vick grabbed him by his hair serpents. And the preteens regretted to see the gore as Vick RIPPED the serpents off of Medus’ head leaving only several of them letting out pained cry with their master. 

“Whoever the hell you are, or where you from… STAY AWAY FROM TWERPS.”

The ruthless teenager didn’t hesitate to grab the monster by his neck, strangling it. 

“For the record, I think Nero used wrong source of our… fear.” Timmy gulped as Gary nodded in agreement.

As Medus’ HP was about to reach to zero, everything froze. Only except Timmy, Gary and their fairies. They glanced up to see Nero who seemed intrigued and impressed by the revelation of his game.

“That’s a fabulous surprise…~,” Nero tilted his head, “and you are all didn’t turn into stones… perhaps I miscalculated this game.”

Anti-Fairies surrounded them as the two god-kids were on their fighting stance, but interrupted.

“But rule is the rule.., meaning your fear is conquered thanks to your babysitter’s arrival,” Nero clapped his hands to the Anti-Fairies, “game’s over, children~! Chop-chop~!”

They childishly groaned and raised their dark wands. Nero made a side-glance as Danni entered, forgotten to revert back to normal as she saw the dark fairy.

“Hey, ghost! Get away from Timmy and Gary!!”

“Danni…?” Timmy blinked.

“Anti-Cosmo…~,” Nero called out, “I recalled you said she was to be taken care of…~.”

Cosmo’s evil counterpart gulped nervously. However, Nero dismissed it as Danni held her Fenton Thermos, activating it. Only to see Nero wasn’t sucked inside.

“Tsk~ tsk~, young lady, you should know that I am not a lowly ghost.” He let out a mocking chuckle.

“What…?!”

“But by the time this is over, you won’t remember a thing~!”

With that, the Anti-Fairies’ wands sparkled and created enormous bluish white mist all over the town, his game was finally over.

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With everything back to normal, kids who were invited to Remy’s Halloween party couldn’t remember anything after the outbreak of Nero’s trap. All they say was that they must have had bad dreams. The blond rich boy couldn’t remember his encounter with the Gorgon monster as Medus was disappeared along with the dark fairy.

“What a dream we had…” Chester, in costume of werewolf sighed.

“Yeah, almost as if it’s real…!” AJ added, wearing as Frankenstein.

“Come on, guys~! It’s all just a dream…~ Pre-party jitters, maybe.” Timmy said, letting out awkward giggles.

“How was the temporary babysitter? Was she nice~?” Chloe the medieval princess asked.

“Yep~! Although I can’t believe to say this… I kind of missed Vick.” The brunette in witch’s dress spoke as she looked at Vick who simply waved to Danni who waved back but smiled at Timmy.

“Oh my god, is that Tristan…?” Molly asked, looking at Chinese-American popular boy in hanfu.

“He looks cool today…~.” Timmy smiled.

“But he’s wearing a hanfu DRESS.” Molly pointed out, slightly disturbed.

“Ay, cut the talk and let’s enjoy the candies!” Gary said as he held bowl of confections and candies.

The children laughed along, enjoying the rest of the night in Buxaplenty’s mansion as the neon green ray of light flew out the town to the direction of Amity Park.

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Timmy’s eyes shot opened from her slumber as she heard a distant angry roar from Toot and Vick’s house. If that house is loud with furious scream, that means someone in that residence is truly upset. Well, more than upset. Gary who was sleeping next to Poof and Eddie also have awakened from the D’ Vil’s argument. With their fairies disturbed from the sleep, Timmy approached to the window as Poof turned into a binocular for his god-sister to hold and check what was happening. Currently, Vick and Toot’s father was attempting to escape from his brother Veck’s anger.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU LEND HALF OF YOUR SAVINGS TO YOUR ESTRANGED, GAMBLE-ADDICTED POOR EXCUSE OF FRIEND!” Vector yelled, enraged.

“H-he was desperate!! He’s spending days in a motel!”

“A MOTEL?! LIKE A *CENSORED*-ING HUSTLER?!” Vincent’s excuses only seemed to upset Vector even more.

“Language, sir…” Timmy muttered as she kept watching the one-sided argument.

“Wow, borrowing a gambling-addict pal half of his savings,” Gary scoffed in sarcasm, “not cool.”

The brunette sighed as she shook her head in exasperation. She proceeded to do her morning routine until she was about to change her casual clothes where her parents’ voices rang from downstairs.

“OH, TIMMY~! Do you know what we haven’t done long LONG time~~?” Mr. Turner asked, his tone cheerful.

“Taking your daughter to your work day?” She replied with cynical manner, which her parents failed to notice it.

“No~! We are going to Adrenaland~~!” Mrs. Turner answered.

Timmy and Gary blinked, looked at each other. It has been almost six years. Younger Timmy went to the amusement park with her parents, taking her imaginary friend along even when he wasn’t real at that time. At one point, she was lost in the park, afraid but she didn’t let go of Gary’s hand. Of course the rides were amazing, but being away from her parents frightened her. Maintaining his calm attitude, Gary remained by her side until she encountered Chester and AJ for the first time helping her find her parents. And that was the last time she held Gary’s hand.

“Well,” Timmy began as she turned her attention to the door, “can we bring my old friend Gary along?”

“Sure~! We just happen to win SIX tickets to Adrenaland, so it’s enough~~!” Mr. Turner replied.

Timmy’s former imaginary friend blinked, but he didn’t voice out disagreement.

Hour later, the Turner’s, Timmy’s friends, and Gary were inside the car holding the hamster ball Eddie was in while Timmy and Gary’s fairies were in disguises; Cosmo as Gary’s green bag, Wanda as Timmy’s bag, and Poof being a keychain attached. Chester and AJ were rooting for the upcoming joy for their favorite amusement park. Sure, the ride to Adrenaland was dangerously ridiculous; passing through construction site, avoiding wild dogs with rabies, etc…

But the arrival was enough to brightened their mood.

“Told you leaving early was a good idea~! We even get a good parking spot~!” Timmy’s dad exclaimed with glee.

They all got out of the car, witnessing the wonder and beauty of Adrenaland. Various rides and attractions thrilled and entertaining people. But one caught Timmy’s attention; the roller coaster with the ride that didn’t have 180 degree spinning but the rail in form of heartbeat rates as the ride literally rocketing fast enough to make some passengers’ hair go white.

“There’s a Heart Stopper,” her eyes sparkled, “the toughest, fastest and the most lawsuit-prone roller coaster in the world…~!”

“Okay, but remember, kids, we have to be back here at 5 p.m, or—”

Before Mr. Turner could finish his sentence, Timmy, Gary, Chester and AJ stormed off for their fun with lightning speed.

“Wow, she never moved that fast when it’s time for chores…” Mrs. Turner blinked.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” the man in a booth written “Missing Child Booth” spoke up to them, “did you lose your child~? They can help you over here.”

“But we didn’t lose our child…” Mr. Turner tilted his head on confusion, but more bewildered as the woman in a booth popped out.

“That’s the password~! Welcome~!” The woman beamed as she gave them glass of drink before pulling the lever, opening the ground they stood as they fall on the comfortable couch.

Mr. and Mrs. Turner, on the moving couch holding onto the drinks gasped to see the underground amusement park, containing swimming pool, bowling center, golf course, karaoke department, shopping malls and spa.

“Welcome to Adult-land~!” The announcement greeted them.

“Oh my gosh~~! It’s a Kidless Adult PARADISE~!!” Timmy’s father squealed.

“That’s great~! We can use that for our slogan~!” The woman snapped her finger as the rolling screen with the “Kidless Adult Paradise” sparkled with neon.

“CHEERS~!” Mr. and Mrs. Turner laughed as their glass clanked one another.

Meanwhile up above, Timmy, Gary, Chester and AJ were in a food court. As much as they have rode several attractions, they felt unsatisfied as they wished to ride more extreme ones. However, they were required to be more taller to ride them.

“This sucks!” Timmy pouted.

“Well, according to calculations, we have to be at least turn from 16 to 20 to ride bigger attractions.” AJ pointed out.

“Hey, this amusement park is, like, HUGE! Sure we could partner up and look around to ride others.” Chester said.

“And after that, we hit the arcade?” Gary asked.

“OH YES~!” The four cheered as Eddie facepalmed still inside the hamster ball carried by Timmy’s former imaginary friend.

And unsurprisingly, Chester and AJ were partnered up to find for other attractions earlier. Timmy and Gary left the food court, beginning their “scavenger hunt” on bigger rides, but the brunette had an idea as she dragged Gary to the secluded area.

“We’ll get that big rides, and I am NOT waiting until we reach puberty!” She said then summoned their fairies, “I wish we had a body of a 20 years old!”

“Two growth spurt coming up!” Wanda said as both her, Cosmo and Poof’s wands sparkled, granting her wish.

The big cloud of “GROWTH” poofed on the two. 

Gary’s body developed into one as young adult’s, slender and masculine. He was wearing bigger red leather jacket but fits his upper body, white crop top and black shirt underneath, key pendant around his neck, his long legs had the light blue jeans on, pair of black boots with buckles. His hair was no longer greasy but had left side of his head shaved slightly, leaving the right side of his hair intact, hands have pair of fingerless black gloves, sunglasses covering his eyes.

Timmy’s height tall as well, legs long with skinny but healthy waist. Hot pants jeans covered her apple hips, pink hoodie T-shirts covered her round, developed cleavage and slim belly. Her brown hair grew longer and in ponytail. Her feet had darker blue wedge-heels. Natural makeups highlighted her “cute” face with rosy pink lip-gloss. Her hat remained intact but still fits her head in perfect combination of her current outfit.

“God damn….” Gary muttered, his voice husky yet mature than preteen self.

“Now, off to our hunt for sum big rides~!” Timmy raised her fist up in determination, her voice no longer ‘squeaky’ but as of lively young adult’s.

The duo took off as Cosmo and Wanda waved, now in their human form as Poof was in arms of his mother as Cosmo was carrying a hamster ball Eddie stayed in. Then they looked at one another, having similar thought; decided to observe them along.

Timmy dragged Gary to big ride corner, and she wasn’t aware of the attentions from teenage to young adult men who seemed to blush or drool at the sight of her young adult appearance, much to raven-haired boy’s chagrin. But among the observers, one froze at the spot with wide eyes. The certain red-haired nightmare gazed at grown brunette with disbelief and hope.

“……..Tiffany…?” 

Gary and Timmy paused, hearing familiar voice of their worst nightmare. Both spun around to see…

‘VICK?!’ She screamed mentally.

‘MOTHARUTTA.’ Gary cursed in his mind.

Vick approached close, eyes couldn’t take away from her. 

“Hi, Vick… I’m your new babysitter Tiffany…”

As he gazed up and down, “Tiffany” seemed to haven’t changed. Same brunette hair in ponytail, same blue eyes, same color themes of clothes. 

“It’s okay…let’s have a great time today…”

He couldn’t forget the mysterious babysitter in pink who made that single day memorable. 

“…is that you…?” Vick spoke, tone almost gentle despite in astonishment.

Timmy’s eyes went to Gary, clearing her throat as he nodded understanding what she wanted, so he decided to leave the two while began his search for their fairies. The brunette turned her attention to Vick. She didn’t know he would remember “Tiffany”, the time she wished herself being a babysitter to six years old Vick.

“H-hi, Vick…” She made up a welcoming, but awkward smile.

And that is where she saw something she never thought to witness from him.

He smiled, brightly.

For a moment, she could’ve sworn the little Vick inside his sharp almond shaped eyes that used to hold anger and resentment. Timmy realized that back when she changed one day of his life, she changed him too…

“It’s been a while, huh…,” she giggled a bit, “you’ve grown taller than me.”

“Yeah…. Uhh, how have you been…?” Vick asked.

“Doing fine…you came here my yourself?” She saw the red-haired babysitter nodded.

“And you…?”

“The guy who left was my cousin. I’d be here….until 5.” She answered, unaware of Vick’s relieved expression.

“Well, I was thinking… we can hang out…?”

Timmy blinked her eyes, gazing at Vick’s expressions. His once dark magenta eyes changed into bashful rose diamond’s—the ones she saw when he was little—looking away from her, rubbing the back of his neck in awkward manner. What a site! It may be the hormone through her 20 years old body, but she finds his new attitude…cute.

“Sure…~!” The brunette gave him a soft smile.

It was enough to brighten Vick’s eyes. 

“So… which ride we can get on?” He asked.

Timmy happily pointed at the Heart-Stopper as his gaze followed. Silence filled the seconds, until both grinned.

Meanwhile, Gary spent few hours running to look for Timmy’s parents, frustrated to learn that they’re nowhere to be seen. Eddie sighed in frustration as well.

“Great. Now Mr. and Mr. T is gone! Whatever Tim-Tim made a wish while I was gone, it better be something that does not cost her to lose Cos, Wan and Po-Poof…,” The former Imaginary Friend rolled his eyes, “better go back in case something happen to her…”

As soon as he spotted Timmy and Vick together, a mixture of concern, frustration, and relief. He may have missed some big rides with her, but by the look of her faces, he could feel how much fun she had. Wanda, Cosmo and Poof appeared next to him as mascots of the Adrenaland.

“Well, Gary, you don’t need to worry about that,” Wanda informed, “because of Vick’s old memories of ‘Mysterious baby-sitter Tiffany’ revived, he is being nice to her.”

“Let me guess, she wished herself as his babysitter?” Gary spoke.

“Yeah~! Because she watched the reason why Vick turned so cruel—not to mention how his life was similar but worse than her own—so she wanted to give at least a best day to him as good babysitter~!” Cosmo answered with unnecessary details.

“Poof-poof….!” Poof squeaked, gesturing to what he had just spotted, sound alarmed. 

Gary and two fairies followed the direction to where baby fairy was pointing at. Nervous of the incoming unwelcome figures approaching to two. But they weren’t the only ones noticed, as Timmy spotted a young man around Vick’s age with blond hair and the black eyepatch on his right eye. She knows who it was right away and tensed.

‘Driver Shallowgrave…, Officer Shallowgrave’s son….,’ Timmy frowned secretly, ‘…and Vick’s sworn enemy.’

“Well, well…,” the blond teen smirked, “if it isn’t the infamous babysitter of Dimmsdale."

Turned to see Driver, Vick’s soften expression turned into scowling one. Obviously, the red-headed young man didn’t want his blond archenemy to be here. Especially, when he was having a good time with his former “mysterious babysitter” who saved him from misery.

“Vick,” Timmy began, continuing his act as Tiffany as she held Vick’s hand while looking at Driver, “who is this?”

The blond teen’s eyes then turned to “Tiffany”, eyes gleamed with interest and realization.

“Oh, so you’re the famous “Tiffany”, the sole weakness of Vick…~.”

Timmy raised her eyebrow.

‘Weakness….?’ She questioned through her mind.

“Well, I’m hoping that having a date with former kid you babysat won’t be something to be frowned upon…~.”

Driver’s rather…straightforwardly disrespectful remark was beginning to irritate her. But she didn’t want to back down.

“…well, I don’t have to hear the stupid comments from someone who doesn’t have any business with the fun we’re having. And obviously, not wanting to have our fun ruined.” Timmy spoke, smiling but striking back while standing front of Vick in a protective manner.

A flash of memories witnessing little Vick being tortured by entire people revived in her brain. Either it is because of compassion or that she have newfound fondness to her evil babysitter, she wasn’t going to let some “thuggish” Caucasian gangster wannabe crash her fun. Blinking at her verbal attacks, Driver chuckled.

“Why, aren’t you a sassy one, toots,” he said as he approached to her, “come on, I could suggest you something more fun.”

“Well, I don’t think I have a time…please leave us be..” Timmy withdrew, feel the disgust towards him.

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind to share his ex-babysitter…~.” The blond teen reached out and held her arm.

Veins popped from Vick’s forehead and around his eyes in rage. Alarmed, Gary was on the verge to bring out his switchblade from his pocket as the fairies gulped. 

Until, the brunette had enough of the nuisance touching her as the blond’s fingers felt like centipedes crawling on her skin as she landed a painful punch on his patched right eye. Loud enough to hear a small crack from the impact.

“I said…. LEAVE US ALONE, CYCLOP TWERP!!!’ She hissed with anger, flexing her knuckles watching Driver scream in pain on the floor.

Vick blinked in surprise as Gary stood still, astonished as well as Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof. It may have been an hallucination, but they could’ve swore there was a heavy magenta aura around her with similar wave of strength…equaling Vick’s.

“Touch me or mess with Vick again…., and YOU’LL BE KISSING MY FIST WITH TEETH BROKE PERMANENTLY.” Timmy glared, sending a small but firm willpower from her eyes, warning the pathetic blond enough to make him scram.

She then held out a soapy water tissue from her pocket and rubbing it on the arm that was gripped by Driver as if it was to disinfect the germ. Seeing the watch that is telling 15 minutes after 5, she tossed the used tissue away on trash can as she finished, “Tiffany” turned to Vick reverting back to sweet self with a friendly yet apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, Vick…but I have to go…”

“Oh…” the tone of his voice sounded a little sadden.

“It was nice to spend time with you again…, and I’m glad you’re grown up into a really fine young man.”

Unconsciously, Timmy’s hand reached out and patted Vick’s head. Almost in same way she used to when she wished herself as little Vick’s babysitter. Calming and reassuring enough to had Vick feel he would meet her again.

“See you.” She waved to him and walked to Gary.

In a brief moment of nostalgia, Vick had seen young “Tiffany” waving at him before walking away. Something in him wanted to hold her back and never letting her go, yet he decided not to. 

“….see you later, Tiffany.” With a small smile, Vick walked to the opposite direction.

Minutes later as Timmy and Gary reverted back to their original selves, met up with Chester and AJ who never got to ride enough big attractions but at least got some merchandises, arriving on their way to Mr. and Mrs. Turner who were waiting by their car.

“Well, it was a bummer that we didn’t ride Heart-Stopper,” Chester spoke, “but at least we got this~!”

Both Timmy’s friends held out a photograph collection of familiar brunette young woman in diverse fashionable outfits with a big “TIFFANY” written on the cover.

“It’s Tiffany~! A Scandinavian Fashionista~!” AJ sighed dreamily.

‘I have a photograph….?’ Timmy tilted her head as Gary held back his chuckle.

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The door SLAMMED open from the Turner’s house as Gary flinched in the middle of eating an apple as Eddie squeaked in surprise, turned to see Timmy who was seemingly…most upset. She screamed with almost a volcanic roar of frustration and fury it reminisces of Vick’s rage, alarming Cosmo, Wanda and Poof.

“You okay, Tim-Tim…?” Gary asked, carefully, for the first time.

“Poof poof?” Poof blinked, worried.

“I can’t believe them,” Timmy sighed, still furious, “Chester and AJ literally ditched me for their “super cool scoop researches” and I can’t join them because I’m a girl!” 

“But I thought girls don’t like—OW!” Cosmo winched as Wanda hit him with her wand, silencing him.

“Well, sweetie. They would say that because they are worried you’d be involved with them when in trouble…” Wanda said, attempt to be reasonable, but that fueled Timmy’s anger.

“WORRY, MY BUTT,” the brunette snarled, “you find them “worrying” when they said I was WHINING when I can’t join them in extreme sports because I was in a PERIOD?!”

“…okay, you have a point.” Wanda immediately took back her words.

“Tim-Tim, I remember Chester has this odd phobia of talking or havin’ physical contact with girls…, and AJ…, just didn’t bother to understand girls.” Gary spoke up, “of course, Chester’s being fine around ya because you’re his friend… and AJ never had a time to interact with you much other than being a show-off.”

“Oh~! Oh~! That reminds me the first time Timmy accidentally wished she was a boy to understand boys for Tristan’s birthday~! Good times, good times~!” Cosmo giggled.

But this provoked a “diabolical” idea from his goddaughter, much to Gary and Eddie’s fright.

“No, no, no, Timantha, hun,” Gary warned, “yo imaginary creation tell ya not to make crazy wish…”

“It’s the only way for them to understand what is like to be a girl!” Timmy glared at him.

“Pink-Hatter, it’s gonna take much power Cos and Wan to change their past after alter their gender—”

“No, it doesn’t~!” Cosmo laughed until Wanda shut him up by poofing a zipper over his mouth, annoyed.

But Timmy was scheming something else.

“No. And this time, I’m taking Wanda’s words on be careful what to wish. So, I’m on it.” She cleared her throat.

As much as Wanda finds that appreciating, she can’t help but feeling nervous as Timmy grinned vengefully.

“I wish they  turned into girls.”

Meanwhile, Chester came over to AJ’s house and sat on the soft couch as his African-American genius friend was working on several inventions. 

“Hey, AJ,” The McBadbat boy called out, “don’t you think we were being hard on Timmy?”

“Huh?” AJ looked.

“I know we’re in a Newspaper Club, digging for scoops…, she just wanna help us… was it necessary to push her away that harshly?”

“Chester. She doesn’t know how much it takes with brains and bravado to find a big scoop in Newspapers Club. It ain’t a girl’s job to do that. She may be a tomboy, but sensitivity is not for us guys. Simple reason.”

Chester frowned a bit, then noticed several inventions AJ created. One was seemed to be a model of time machine with old model, but has gender symbols above displayed as vintage concept of elevator.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“That’s a gender-swapping capsule. It’s for infiltrating and disguise purpose.” AJ replied.

“Is it necessary?” Chester blinked as he touched the metallic gate of the invention.

“Relax, it is almost as just dressing up as opposite gender.” AJ shrugged in carefree manner, “take a look inside.”

As he pushed the button, the gate opened, exposing the clean interior of the gender changing machine as they take step inside; Chester looked around while AJ introduced every structure and buttons with categories labeled on the buttons with screen to display. But little did they knew, the wish made by Timmy somehow changed the functioning as the cables were secretly causing pink, green and purple sparks. 

Meanwhile later, Timmy was in a Dimmsdale Mall having a “girlfriends date” with Tristan—ahem…—Trixie Tang as both were seen shopping at the girls’ department store for outfits. Although their “friendship” would be considered as secret still, it is relieving for Timmy to see Tristan slowly feeling more opened up to his own self. 

“You seem to be in good mood,” ‘Trixie’ remarked, “did something happened that made you smile all day…~?”

“Oh, nothing~! I’m just in a great mood in general.” Timmy giggled as she carried shopping bags of clothes.

“Trixie’s” head tilted in mild confusion, but brushed it off as they moved to the next department, enjoying the rest of hours in a mall before splitting up to their separate home. As Timmy walked her way home, she heard two feminine screams from AJ’s house and Chester’s trailer home. The buck-toothed brunette with a pink hat grinned, knowing fully well why they were shrieking in terror. And there she sees two familiar pre-teenagers, only their gender seemed to change.

“TIMMY! HELP!” Both young girls screamed.

Timmy blinked her eyes, sees AJ and Chester appearing in slightly different form as girls. AJ had long thick curly hair reaching down her back as Chester had slightly longer but shoulder-length blonde hair. Both have longer eyelashes and voice become more feminine.

“AJ…? Chester…?” It seemed to Timmy that they still haven’t go through real hardship girls went through yet.

While calming them, she brought her friends to her treehouse, placing them on the couch while giving them chips and drinks to get them to relax.

“So, you two somehow turned into girls?” Timmy asked as they nodded, “…AJ, did you—by any chance—invented something that has to do with changing the gender?”

AJ’s eyes widened, remembering the gender-swapping capsule. Her expression was telling it must be the cause of the change in appearance. However as much as she can remember, when they left the capsule the cables were cut off as she believed it’s because they were old and worn out.

“That must be it!” Chester almost screamed.

“Oh god, I didn’t know it would work, it has been long time I built that!” AJ freaked out as Chester grabbed her by a collar.

“FIX US BACK!” Chester cried to AJ.

“Okay, okay, calm down,” Timmy managed to split them up, “first of all, give AJ a time to repair this…gender-swapping, whatever it is…but until that, you two have to get used to be a girl…”

“But how?! I don’t know what is like to be a girl!” AJ asked, tone distressed.

“I’m surprised a so-called genius friend of mine who claimed to know everything, has no idea what is like to be a girl when he talked like he knew.” Timmy’s tone went cold, causing AJ to zipped out her mouth.

“How would everyone in school think?!” Chester shuddered.

“Make up a plausible lie,” Timmy said, “I will think of something and you two have to pretend what I say is true, got it?”

Both boys-to-girls nodded in obedience. 

“Good. Now…,” the pink-hatted brunette grinned as she held out hangers of clothes and makeups, causing her friends to gulp in anxiety, “let’s make a girl out of you.”

The scream was heard as Cosmo and Wanda—in disguise of goldfishes—covered their son’s eyes. Eddie and Gary was in Timmy’s room, feeling the shiver down their spine of her vengeful aura while wishing two a good luck.

An hour passed, Timmy brushed the sweat off her forehead, feeling proud of the result on them.

“Congratulations,” she began, “you are now Anna-Jane and Chelsea~!”

AJ—Anna-Jane—gazed at the mirror, eyes sparkling at her long hair tied up and braided. She was wearing light blue blouse, gray short jeans and pair of black Mary Jane shoes. 

“Wow….”

Chester—or also known as Chelsea—looked at her blond hair with slightly wavy edges. Instead of her once boyish and old outfits, she was wearing green jacket, black tank top, denim skirt reaching to her thighs, and pair of heeled boots. 

“Is that me…?”

“You two still got long way to understand of being a girl, but if something happens, let me know.” Timmy nicely lead them out as she climbed down the treehouse.

Cosmo, Wanda and Poof then disguised themselves as family of birds, following them as Gary decided to do so, carrying Eddie along. It didn’t take a long while for them to arrive at Chester’s trailer home as Bucky McBadbat was surprised to see his son being a girl. But he never questioned as he was prone into tears.

“Chester, look at ya. You look just like your ma~!!!” Bucky cried out emotionally.

“We’re sorry, Mr. McBadbat,” Timmy said, “we messed a lot with AJ’s invention and they turned into girls.”

“I’m just glad my boy, well a girl, is unharmed~! Daughter or son, Chester’s always be my little one~!” The blond haired father responded as he hugged his ‘daughter’.

“Well, until we get to turn ourselves back to normal, could you pretend Chester…, um, Chelsea is Chester’s cousin to people?” AJ asked.

Thankfully, Bucky was understanding adult as he agreed. Arriving at AJ’s house, Timmy and Chelsea were witnessing AJ being scolded by her parents as soon as they explained what happened. And for the punishment was rather intriguing as they told their ‘daughter’ to remain a girl to get AJ to take serious about being the opposite gender. 

“Well, at least your parents are not so against about gender changing…” Timmy pointed out as Chelsea simply nodded in agreement.

Bidding goodbye to her friends, Timmy returned home. 

“Ayo, how long are you going to keep them that way?” Gary asked.

“As long as they learned the lesson.” Timmy replied flatly.

“You gotta prepare with the lying tomorrow.” Her former imaginary friend sighed.

As the time quickly pass to next day, Timmy walked to school with “Anna-Jane” and “Chelsea”. The blond girl was nervous with odd and curious glances from the peers while the African-American smart girl was maintaining her calm demeanor. 

“Hi, Timmy~! Who’re the new friends~?” Chloe walked up to her.

“Oh, hi, Chloe. This is Chelsea, Chester’s cousin.” She gestured to Chelsea.

“Hi…” the blond girl with braces waved shyly, hiding behind Timmy.

“And this is…AJ.” Timmy gestured to AJ.

“AJ?!” Chloe exclaimed a bit too loud, causing students to turn their attention to them.

This was one of few things Timmy was often annoyed with her; being too loud or overly reacting without unable to keep things secret. Many murmurs and whispers exchanged one another among the students, including the popular kids, much to AJ’s anxiety.

“Calm down…, AJ was actually…….a girl from the start,” Timmy lied, learning gasp from the crowd, “she spent her lives living as a boy.”

“Ay! How would you explain…that?!” Tad asked obnoxiously while hands on his own head, indicating AJ’s previous baldness.

“Well, she wouldn’t have lost her hair if it wasn’t for you, your brother and your popular friends giving us hard time and made our life miserable enough to give her a Post Traumatic Stress Disorder HAIR LOSS!!!” Timmy snarled back with threatening glare.

And Tad kept his mouth shut. The trio sees everyone nodded in understanding, believing Timmy’s lie much to AJ and Chester’s relief.

“About that,” Vernon said as he appeared out of the crowd approaching to Timmy, “I want to say that I’m sorry about what we did before…”

As Chelsea and AJ’s eyes widen in disbelief, Timmy’s eyes softened, recalling the time Vernon stood up against Tad and Chad previously before Tristan’s birthday. And currently, he is no longer wearing in his usual “popular” clothes, but a normal outfits as he held out his hand to her.

“So…, we’re cool?” 

“…yeah.” Timmy replied as she shook his hand, much to Tristan’s dismay.

While Chelsea still didn’t seem to trust him, AJ was feeling comfortable that Vernon had a decency and a brain to understand the popularity can be very toxic. She then felt the pair eyes looking at her, turned to see Tad’s brother Chad looking at her.

Chad stood frozen while looking at AJ as Timmy explained about the “reasons” of AJ’s change of appearance. The African-American Armstrong brother felt his cheeks warming up, his eyes glint with light briefly while gazing at her.

And that repulsed her.’

“Timmy…, let’s go in.” AJ said as she held her brunette friend’s hand.

Noticing the uneasy expression and tone of her voice, Timmy simply nodded as she take her two gender-swapped friends into school, ignoring the looks from rest of peers but noticed Chad’s gaze continued to trail on AJ. Eyes narrowed, she quickly lead AJ and Chelsea in protectively.

Later, the Newspaper club began and this time they let Timmy in as she made a plausible excuse to her sports and arts club teachers she had to help new student around. She glanced around the walls of notes and school newspaper copies displayed.

‘Didn’t know this club collected a lot informations… if they got their hands on those popular kids’ secrets, they’d be toasted…’

Then, one notepad on the corner of the desk caught her attention. Glancing back as Chelsea and AJ were preoccupied with their recent planning with new scoops, Timmy approached to the notepad and picked it up before opening it. Her eyes widened as she realized to whom this notepad belonged to, and paled. 

‘This…this is…Mr. Crocker’s notepad!’ She inwardly panicked.

“Timmy? Oh, we got that notepad after Mr. Crocker lost it a week ago!” Chelsea spoke up.

“Notepad filled with informations of supernaturals, come on…,” AJ sighed, “we know Mr. Crocker is not rational, but he could be that…crazy.”

“Hey, girls,” Timmy then spoke up, “since that means he technically watched over or stalked us for supernatural beings…why don’t we…make a biggest scoop…about it~?”

“How?” Both blinked.

“Through prank video…~.” She giggled, a bit maliciously.

And so the rest of the club laughed along in ‘sinister’ manner.

It was quite a bless to AJ and Chelsea as no one recognize them as their previous form as boys, hiding with Timmy in a school’s backyard while finding a good opportunity to film their “seemingly harmless” prank scoop. 

“I’ll be off to get us some soda. Keep watch~.” Timmy walked off as Chelsea and AJ kept their eyes holding cameras.

AJ and Chelsea stifled their giggles as they focus on Mr. Crocker who was on spot where he would be pranked. They flashed the shutter at every time their teacher fell into victim of seemingly harmless prank of having his ‘fairy detector’ pointing at whoever he claimed to be a fairy, but only to reveal the person was an adult with dwarfism and angrily beat him up. When he ran off, his foot was hung and tripped onto the hook as it stuck on his pants, causing it to be tugged down as his boxer was exposed. He shrieked in terror as many children laughed.

Minutes later Timmy got three cans of soda, she was on her way back satisfied to hear kids laugh at the prank worked on Mr. Crocker. The seconds of bliss ended when she saw her two friends still behind the bushes and crouching. Concerned, she rushed over.

“AJ…? Chelsea…?” Timmy began.

Both looked up, arms clutched on their bell. Her eyes widen in alarm as she saw something crimson droplets on the grass.

‘Oh…, I forgot to tell them…’

She almost carried the girls all the way to restroom and explained about “the painful five to seven days of month” girls go through before turning teens. As Chelsea was still scared, AJ regained her composure but her eyes glint with guilt as Timmy offered them the package of pads. The African-American preteen recalled how—as a boy—she referred her brunette friend’s agony of the period to be “whining” as she couldn’t enjoy the sport.

‘I didn’t know girls go through that pain more than often in their life…’ AJ looked down, still winced a bit.

“So, you might have to change the pad more than once in a day…, I know it’s troublesome, but girls in that timing are very sensitive….,” Timmy continued, “it’s also mandatory to not play sports until it’s over…. Now, let’s head out. We got enough photos, hilarious content of mocking mr. Crocker. We’re good to go.”

“…Timmy…?”

“Yeah?” She turned to her friends.

“…We’re….sorry, about what we said before…” Chelsea apologized.

“We shouldn’t overlook what girls went through…” AJ added.

Timmy’s arms crossed, eyes on them.

“Are you saying that because you can’t play sports anymore and embarrassed with the period?” She asked.

“N-no…, we… we really had no idea…!”

With a sigh, the pink-hatted girl didn’t say anything as they head out. With her friends a bit distanced ahead of her, Timmy sees her fairies who are in their disguise of squirrels.

“Okay, I wish they are back to normal.” She said.

But as their wands sparkled, its light died down with a small “Pffft” sound.

“What the…?” Timmy blinked.

“Timmy, I think there are a bit of problem…. Because they are in a period, it will cause their body to go through some side effects of the ‘un-wishing’. Also…”

And the next, they saw extravagant gifts by AJ’s door from Chad, much to chagrin of Timmy and her fairies. Even though it has seem her friend disposed of them earlier.

“Oh boy…, Chad is in love with AJ…” Timmy muttered.

“And that’s not it…” Wanda whispered.

She tilted her head before glancing up at AJ who was seen from the window, looking at herself in a mirror. The African-American genius preteen was watching her reflection, her eyes shimmering with satisfaction and joy.

“She wants to stay as a girl…?” The brunette godchild blinked her eyes in disbelief.

“I guess she found her real self thanks to your vengeful wish, Timmy~!” Cosmo said.

Despite long contemplation Timmy thought through, she made a small smile as it wouldn’t be so bad to have a new lady friend in her life as she always had a lot of guy friends since her younger years. 

“Well, if AJ’s happy being a girl, I guess I should let her be.” 

Both her godparents smiled as Poof giggled.

Week passed…

“Aw man,” Chester groaned, “NOW I have TWO lady friends to protect from greasy hands of popular boys!” 

“Now you understand what I feel, Brace boy?” Gary sighed as he pat the blonde boy’s back comfortingly.

“I think they’ll handle things on their own…” Vernon added.

Three boys sighed as AJ and Timmy were talking to other girl friends about their usual routines of their interests in the food court of Dimmsdale Mall. Their attention soon turned to the screen attached on a wall as it showed their favorite show.

“TEEN LYCANS~~!!” They cheered as the show of their favorite lupine-human superheroes began.

Chapter Text

‘They’ve got to be kidding…’ Timmy and Gary’s eyes twitched at the sight of Mr. and Mrs. Turner’s planning of the upcoming Thanksgiving dinner.

Why they were appalled? Well, the side dishes are nice, but the problem was one of the main dishes; the turkey. It wasn’t even a real turkey meat Timmy’s parents decide to have. In fact, it is a vegetarian one as her mother would refer it as “tofurkey”. 

“Mom, seriously?” Timmy glanced at the table, flabbergasted.

“I thought we should try a vegetarian Thanksgiving this year~! It’s more healthy!” 

“Nu-uh! Thanksgiving needs real turkey! Besides, we ain’t even a vegetarian!” Huffed, Timmy left the kitchen and stormed upstairs with Gary who seemed disturbed with the sloppy shape of “tofurkey”.

“Tell me, this is just because your ma forgot to buy the turkey meat at the grocery…” The former imaginary friend groaned.

“I ain’t even surprised if that’s true…, all I ever ask for is nice turkey.” The brunette facepalmed. 

As they arrived to Timmy’s room, three of their fairies poofed as Poof was holding Eddie.

“Did someone said beef jerky~~?!” Cosmo’s wand glow, and had pile of beef jerky raining in her room.

“No. I asked for turkey!” She sighed. 

“Ohhh~ Okay~!” His wand waved again.

This time, the room was filled with LIVING turkeys walking around.

“What?” The green haired fairy blinked, “isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Not really…” Gary and Timmy answered.

Eddie, Poof and Wanda chased the turkeys to the magical portal, organizing the room.

“I wish we could have best Thanksgiving dinner!” Timmy shout out.

Although Cosmo, Wanda and Poof’s wands glowed, they ended up let out a unison of “pffft” sound before Da Rules appeared.

“Uh, Timmy, I believe everything involved with Thanksgiving is not our authority to grant wishes, but in fact belonged to Minister Autumn.” Wanda informed as she read the page.

“Huh?! We have to talk to the Fairy of Autumn himself?!” 

“You see, Timmy, Minister Autumn held Harvest Festivals and Thanksgiving events every year in Fairy World. And Earth is no exception.” The pink-haired fairy added.

“Wait, does that mean the Thanksgiving fairy would be around here in Dimmsdale for Thanksgiving?” Gary asked.

And speaking of Thanksgiving, Poof pointed at the television that was advertising the annual Thanksgiving Harvest Festival taking place in the grand National Dimmsdale park.

“Ayy! They even said games!” Eddie squeaked in excitement.

“I heard games! What games? I’M IN!” Timmy immediately rushed up to the TV screen.

Gary rolled his eyes but followed up and watched the advertisement of the game for Harvest Festival. Their eyes sparkled to learn that the first prize would be a roasted turkey.

“I got what we can wish for~!” Then, Gary and Timmy turned to their fairies.

“I wish our family will participate Dimmsdale Thanksgiving Festival~!”

And their wish was granted.

Next day, the National Dimmsdale Park was crowded with people watching the beginning of Thanksgiving Harvest Festival. The families who are to participate the competitions looked around with amazement of large-scaled holiday festive. Timmy and Gary were following her parents as their fairies were in disguise of the bags—Cosmo and Wanda— and a purple balloon by Poof. Eddie peeked from Timmy’s vest pocket, inspecting the area.

“Look, Tim-Tim…!” Gary pointed at the spot where judges of competitions are located.

She turned her attention to see Doug Dimmadome with his son Dale and the Mayor with his grandchildren politely greeting the investor of festival, Remy’s father.

“Mr. Buxaplenty…?!” Timmy blinked.

The father of little Buxaplenty brat was Aldrich Buxaplenty, the richest man in the United States with unimaginable wealth controlling over the lives of governors. Like Remy, he has blond hair neatly combed and pair of emerald eyes. But something tells Timmy and Gary that they should act careful around him.

“Hello, Turner~.” Remy greeted as he walked over.

“Oh great….” Gary rolled his eyes.

“You’re here too, huh…” Timmy’s arms crossed.

“Why yes..~. My father invested this festive, which given me a right to join.”

‘Snob…’ Both buck-teethed raven haired boy and brunette girl groaned internally.

Remy flinched as his father’s hand lightly but authoritatively pat his head.

“Now, now, young lad. Be polite,” Aldrich turned to Timmy and Gary with soften expression, “allow me to apologize for my son’s behavior. Enjoy the festive.”

The man lead his son away while scolding him as the two watched.

“Well, his dad is quite a charming person, which I’m glad about it.” Timmy commented.

All perked at the voice of host Chet Ubetcha announcing from the stage.

“This is Chet Ubetcha for this year’s Thanksgiving Festival’s host~! Us Dimmsdale would like to thank Doug Dimmadome, our mayor and Aldrich Buxaplenty for investment and running the festive~! We have special guest today who would join them as the judge~! Come on and give applause to Minister Dimitri Thursday~!”

People clapped as parade of the Harvest minister was on display; little children dressed up as pilgrims and Native Americans sprinkling the colorful leaves and holding balloons. Ladies, who were in reality, witches, were accompanying the man wearing orange coat around his shoulder, dark suit with pair of gloves and boots, wide-brimmed hat on his dark auburn hair. 

“Isn’t he the same guy who is fairy of Autumn…?” Gary whispered.

“Yeah, that’s him, Minister Autumn~.” Cosmo replied.

“He is active in human world under the alias Dimitri Thursday, as one of the culture ministers.” Wanda answered.

Minister Autumn waved to the crowd who are cheering as he walked upstage, receiving the microphone from Chet Ubetcha.

“Thank you, thank you, you’re very kind…,” the minister of Harvest began, “hello, people of Dimmsdale. Another year of Harvest holiday coming to this town and I would like to give you all good luck to competitions as the first prize of winning family shall get the largest turkey as Thanksgiving Dinner. Participating families, get ready.”

To signal the beginning, he aimed the bow and arrow to the lighting pumpkin that was on top of the tent. When he released, the bow shot and stabbed the pumpkins bullseye. In the cue, all participating families were on their way to game of eating contest, mostly the pecan pies.

“Good thing it’s pecan this year, couldn’t stand the pumpkin…” Timmy sighed as she followed her parents while Eddie seemed to be anticipating to eat pies.

The participating families were gathered, including Turner’s, McBadbat’s, AJ’s family, and the D’ Vil’s. Sitting on their seat respectively, Minister Autumn’s pilgrim kids dragged the wheeled layered trays of pecan pies. 

“Timmy~!” Couple of other godchildren she befriended were waving to her.

She could see Vernon and Tristan waving as well, and with small smile, she waved back to kids who are cheering for her. 

“I’m already starvin’, dad~!” Chester exclaimed.

“Must be worth to starve entire day~!” His father Bucky McBadbat added with chuckles.

The timer held his timing clock with his other hand holding an air pistol announcing “All take your position”, continue with “On your mark, get set…” and the air pistol banged to the sky, the eating contest began and each family start to eat pecan pies. Toot and Chester, well-known for his straight teeth by braces, seemed to be the fast eaters. But they were nothing compare to the Best Bite and Best Dental Hygiene champion herself.

“Wow, she’s literally BLENDING the pies~!” Cosmo giggled, in disguise of squirrels with his wife and son.

“Ooooh~! I say, I say, we expect nothing less from Timantha Turner, the annual champion of the Best Bites and Dental Hygienes~!” Chet Ubetcha exclaimed.

Remy—who was watching with his opera glasses—seemed impressed and focused on Timmy eating pecan pies with speed of the blender and teeth of the rabbit. Dale smiled as he clapped, surprised by the discovery of brunette’s talent.

“Even she eats so adorably..~.” Toot’s eyes were pair of hearts, forgetting that he was competing.

“Whoa, it’s like a sewing machine…!” Vernon blinked as Tristan took pictures of Timmy’s puffed cheeks from eating.

“She’s like a squirrel…~.” Maxxy smiled as Gary glared at the boys.

As the timer rang, the race have already determined the winner.

“Round one, is the Turner’s~!” The host announced.

“YES~~!!” Timmy raised up her fists excited as her parents held her up on their shoulders with glee.

Even Toot clapped for Timmy as Vick simply rolled his eyes. AJ and Chester cheered for their friend while Eddie who had just hopped off of his owner’s pocket decided to finish off the pies for himself until Gary carried him away.

Next game was wrestling on the puddle of raw pumpkin juice. Normally this would be a big disadvantage for kids, but as this include their parents, it would be possible to have a chance against the oldest son of D’Vil’s….

Wrong.

“AHHH!!” Tad and Chad screamed in pain as Vick gave them an arm-bar after dog-piling on them effortlessly

“That’s for giving a scratch on the twerpette’s head before.” The teenaged red-haired young man snarled, pulling their arms more with indifferent expression.

“I’M SORRY!! I’M SORRY!! I’M SORRY!!!!!” The popular Armstrong kids cried out in further agony as their dads were unsure if they should intervene or not.

“Mother-rut—…” Gary muttered, shuddering with trauma of witnessing Vick’s wrath while Timmy was busy knocking down middle schoolers with her arm and kicks.

Through montages of games for instances of football, tug-of-war, and pumpkin dragging race, the Turner’s and D’ Vil’s have reached to the high scores and ended up tied.

“We have a tie before one last competition~! The Turner’s and D’ Vil’s~!” Chet Ubetcha announced as he gestured to Timmy’s family and Toot’s as well.

Timmy was on stage with her parents as her friends cheered, her eyes spotted the observant gaze of Minister Autumn. This game is final competition; catching the turkey, alive. That’d be considered as unfair advantage for D’Vil’s, considering Vick never miss his prey, humans or animals. But here’s a catch. The team must catch one turkey that would be lurking around the wood area, where the booby traps are meant for the “predators”, making the hunting more challenging.

“Need my help?” Timmy can hear Eddie asked while he was eating berries.

“Well, that’d be cheating…” She whispered to her gerbil, giving off her best smile to the crowd still.

With each gadgets prepared, two rivaling family start off as they approached the forest. Cosmo, Wanda and Poof were now as squirrels, standing on the branch, watching them with concern.

“Aww, cheer up, Wanda~! It’s not like the booby traps lead to violent, cartoonish consequences on the team~!” Cosmo assured.

However, he jinxed his words; both side of parents were caught in either the nets, ropes hung up the tree, leaving only Timmy, Toot, and Vick intact.

“…Looks like it’s just three of us…” Timmy spoke.

“Now that you said that…,” Toot looked around, “this forest is giving me goosebumps.”

“At this point, we would be the prey instead of the other round…” She muttered.

But they were interrupted as Vick held his net-shooting rifle, anxious as the red-haired young man was scanning the area.

“All I ever want was just a nice turkey, now we’re here in a middle of woods, a worst place to set the hunting area at.” The pink-hatted girl sighed.

Toot blinked, contemplating over with her words. Then an idea come up from his mind as he smiled sheepishly.

“You know…, the contest didn’t mention anything about two winning team,” the raven haired boy with a glass spoke up, “and turkey is too big for one family…, maybe it could be enough for two?”

Eyes widened and sparkled at his kind idea, Timmy beamed as she hugged him. Vick simply sighed before keep the two hidden as he spotted the turkey ever so foolishly wandering freely before he simply walked over without making a noise and grabbed it by its throat.

“It took THREE hours…,” the evil babysitter grinned darkly at the quivering turkey, “and you’re gonna pay for getting twerp of my brother and twerpette STARVED.”

And the rest…, it was better to not talk about it due to how violent the demise of turkey had. To the point Wanda covered Poof’s eye as Cosmo laid on a branch, panicking in fear. Little did they knew, one of Minister Autumn’s witches was witnessing everything and went straight to the judges’ seats, whispering to her master of what she saw. As much as he held pity for the demise of turkey, Minister Autumn simply smiled in response.

‘Turns out the glorified goddaughter learned the meaning of Thanksgiving.’ He mused in his mind.

With both side of family had the honor of taking the turkey as first prize, the Turner’s invited D’Vil’s to their house to celebrate the Thanksgiving Dinner.

“Well, having both vegetarian and traditional Thanksgiving dinner may not sound so bad~!” Mr. Turner gleefully began to carve the turkey meats to share every piece of the two family. 

As he was about to cut the tofurkey, it suddenly bounces of the table and ended up pounced on Vick’s pit-bull terrier Doidle’s mouth. 

“Oh my…” Mrs. Turner blinked.

“Oof.” Gary reacted.

“Ah…” Timmy blinked.

However, it did bring a heartwarming laughter from D’Vil’s. Toot giggled as he was sitting next to Timmy, Vick let out a short non-malevolent chuckle as he approached to his pet who had just been piled by the tofurkey.

“Oh Timmy~. Will you go fetch the cranberry sauce? For the berry squash as drinks~!” Her mother asked as Timmy walked to the kitchen.

“It’s good thing to know that spending the dinner with family is important for Thanksgiving~.” Wanda poofed, alone with Cosmo and Wanda.

“Yeah. It is… wait, where’s the cranberry sauce—,” then she saw the current, sleepy and satisfied state of her furry gerbil, “EDDIE!!”