Disclaimer: I DON'T own Fairly OddParents...if I did,Anti-Cosmo definitely would have showed up more often.
just another day in Timmy's life.
It was early morning,Cosmo and Wanda lay asleep inside the fishbowl together with Poof.
Timmy had woken up earlier than usual today because of a nasty dream,so he went out of bed and strolled down the stairs only to find his parents waiting for him.
"mom,dad?what are you guys doing?" Timmy asked.
the parents smiled brightly at the boy and raised their hands high up in the air
"guess who just won tickets to a seven-day vacation at Hawaii?"
Timmy's dad asked,in a cheery voice,obviously gloating about his victory,oh well,it couldn't hurt to answer the obvious question,Nonetheless,Timmy was happy,a week at Hawaii meant no school!
"you did? cool! when are we going?"
and here it came,the dreaded reply.
"we are taking off first thing tomorrow! and when we say 'we' I mean your mother and I!"
"but..." the boy frowned.
"but what about me?" he asked,staring nervously at their door,expecting Vicky to pop up any second,hiding a chainsaw discreetly behind her back and acting all sweet in front of his parents.
"good question,Tommy!" his dear mother said,forgetting his name again. she opened the door aaaand...no Vicky.
why no Vicky?
"there was this sketchy salesman last night who offered to take care of you..." his father began rambling again.
Timmy's eyes widened and his face paled considerably at the sight of who stood at his doorstep.
"...you can't be serious" the boy felt like he was shrinking,he wanted to run upstairs to his safe godparents at godspeed!
but the newly welcomed intruder would have none of that,with a knowing grin he floated towards Timmy and slung an arm around his shoulder,keeping him in place.
"Well Timothy,it is a pleasure to meet you!" the anti-fairy said in his usual british accent,obviously acting like this was the first time they met,that he wasn't an evil and dark magical creature who wanted world domination!
"you can't be planning on letting Anti-Cosmo take care of me!"
and for a week at that!
"but you see,son" his father started again. "Vicky fell down the stairs yesterday when we called her,she wouldn't be able to take care of you today!"
Anti-Cosmo smirked and took off his monocle nonchalantly to wipe it.
"That must have been some bad luck for her".
Timmy shot him a glare. this was all his doing? what for?
The godchild's mother laughed,not knowing the hidden meaning behind Anti-Cosmo's words.
"really! that's why we're counting on you to take care of Tommy instead"
once again...It's Timmy.
"why don't you two go upstairs and get to know eachother better?"
she suggested,also not knowing how much her son would actually be suffering from that.
"what a splendid idea! Don't you think so too,Timothy?" The Anti-Fairy released the boy and pushed him gently up the stairs.
Timmy mentally cursed.
He had two problems now.
The first one would be to deal with Anti-Cosmo for a whole week. The second was how he would explain it to his two godparents still sleeping peacefully inside the fishbowl.