HOLA FELLOW FOP FANATICS! Gosh, sorry about all this, I really shouldn't be typing this right now. Sorry, I couldn't stay away from FOP that long! I've got like three other fics goin' on right now, so I might not update often until they are finished, but I just HAD to post this. It was driving me insane.
Yes, I changed the title. So many people were just like "don't call it Power Mad! There's already an episode called that!" and I got really aggravated. So I used the internet (like all Americans would) and found out definitions of different words. Only…this title sucks. Don't flame me for it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything!!! Get out of my house police!
"POOF!!!!" shouted Timmy, running after his godbrother.
"I told you playing 'catch me if you can' at the park was a bad idea!" cried Kelsey, running up next to Timmy. The two were desperately running, trying to get a hold of Poof, who was bouncing around the park laughing. The other people around didn't seem to notice that he was floating.
"You did not!" argued Timmy.
"Yeah, but I was thinkin' it!" Kelsey shot back.
Poof floated in the air just long enough for Timmy and Kelsey to grab him.
"Ha!" cried Timmy happily. Kelsey's eyes went wide and she tapped him on the shoulder.
"Uh…Timmy?"
"What?"
"What are we standing on?"
"The –" Timmy looked down, and his face dropped. "Air."
Poof had wandered out onto a cliff. Timmy and Kelsey looked at each other, and then they fell plummeting to the ground. All three of them (Timmy had held onto Poof during the fall) landed in mud.
"Greeeat," said Kelsey sarcastically. Poof popped up out of the mud, giggling wildly, and threw his hands up in the air, flinging mud all around.
"Well at least one of us is enjoying this," said Timmy.
"Yeah. Looking after him is a handful. How long before Cosmo and Wanda get back?" asked Kelsey.
"Um…five hours," said Timmy.
"Stupid Fairy-training," said Kelsey.
"I know. Why couldn't Poof go?"
"I dunno. Maybe he's not old enough to train."
They got up out of the mud, Timmy carrying Poof at a distance so he didn't get any more muddy then he needed to get. Poof, wanting to be closer to Timmy, waved his rattle and suddenly all three of them were mud-free.
"Thanks, lil-T," said Timmy.
"You're still calling him that?" asked Kelsey.
"Yeah!"
"But he's got a name now."
"So? He'll still by lil-T to me. Besides, I call him that whenever Cosmo and Wanda aren't around."
"Wow."
"Now c'mon, I wanna get him home before anything else goes wrong!" said Timmy, and they started to walk out of the park. They were almost out when Kelsey noticed a random abnormally large cactus just sitting in a pot.
"Wait a minute," she said, grabbing on to Timmy's shirt. "Why is Jorgen here?"
"Jorgen? What where?!" Timmy said, getting nervous. He had always been nervous whenever the mention of Jorgen Von Strangles' name came into a conversation.
Just two months ago, Timmy had risked everything – his fairies, his memory of his fairies, and his friends – in order to go after Kelsey in Michigan when she lost her memory. Jorgen had caught Timmy, and was going to punish him as soon as Jorgen got his memory back (he whipped it with a magic muffin). But if/when the muffin wore off, that he didn't know.
"Over there. Can't you see the cactus?"
"Oh right, right. Well, better go see what he wants," said Timmy, taking a deep breath and hesitantly walking over to the cactus Jorgen.
"Jorgen, what are you doing here?" asked Kelsey. The cactus at first didn't respond. Then it peeped an eye open, pulled out a wand, and POOFed the away.
"Um…Jorgen? Why are we in Fairyworld?" asked Kelsey, looking at her surroundings. The cactus was no longer a cactus, but Jorgen in his normal form.
"Because I need to ask you two something," he answered simply.
"I DIDN'T DO IT I SWEAR!" shouted Timmy.
"What?" asked both Jorgen and Kelsey in unison.
"Uh…nothing," said Timmy quickly, covering up his mistake. "So, whats going on again?"
"Like I was saying, I need you two to do something for me." Jorgen paused, as if thinking over his thoughts before saying, "I need you two to look after my wand while I'm at Fairy training."
There was a silence that lasted only a few seconds before both Kelsey and Timmy burst out laughing. Even Poof laughed.
"Oh that's a good one," said Kelsey, whipping a tear from her eye.
"Oh yes, ha, ha, very funny. I'm not kidding you know."
"Your not?" asked Timmy and Kelsey in unison.
"Nope. I really need you two to do that."
"Wait, wait, wait," said Kelsey, holding up her hands. "Your about to let two eleven year olds* look after your wand. The same wand that has ultimate power of the known universes?!"
"Yeah, pretty much," said Jorgen simply.
"Okaaay…why us?" asked Kelsey.
"Yeah!" agreed Timmy.
"Because," said Jorgen, grabbing them both in a killer bear hug which started turning their faces blue, "you two are my only friends besides Cosmo and Wanda!" he sobbed.
"Uh…Jorgen…" Timmy tried to say.
"I know you two puny and human, but WHO CARES?!"
"Jorgen!" hissed Kelsey.
"I mean, just look at me? Who wouldn't want to be friends with-"
"ENOUGH, WE GET IT!" shouted Timmy and Kelsey. Jorgen dropped them both.
"So you'll do it?" he asked them. Kelsey looked at Timmy, and they both were hesitant. "If not, I might have to get that Bucksaplenty kid to do it for me…"
"We'll do it!" cried Timmy quickly. The last thing he needed was Remy wishing away Cosmo and Wanda.
"We will?" asked Kelsey. "Oh yeah, sure."
"Well then, I'll be off!" cried Jorgen happily, and with a POOF he was gone.
"Did he just leave us with his wand?" asked Kelsey. "Two unsupervised trouble making eleven year olds, with the most powerful thing in the universe?"
"We've already been over this, yes!" said Timmy, putting his hands on his hips.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"You mean use the wand for stuff we want to do and would normally get clobbered for while Jorgen's gone, then deny everything when he comes back?" asked Timmy.
Kelsey grinned.
"Yep, that sums it up quite nicely!"
"This is going to be awesome."
*I did my research, and on Wikipedia (Grr computer that is SO a word) and it said that at one point in the season Timmy had his 11th birthday. Huh. My bad for not remembering that. Whatever, R&R please.