"It's been almost three months," thought Timmy, snuggling into Trixie Tang's arms. Life had been good. Amazing what can happen when you've been given one rule-free wish…
You see, Timmy had not exactly used his rule-free wish to bring his fairy god-parents back from losing them in the whole mishap with the magic muffin. Well… not the second time around. He didn't even have to lose them the second time. He had made sure to alter the timeline at that event in time. He had traveled back in time, to the point where he and Crocker had been engaged in mortal combat on the miniscule atoms of an artist's eraser, and made sure that the fight ended there, piercing his teachers chest with cupid's arrow instead of hitting the atom in a futile attempt to defeat him.
"Lousy idea at the time," he sulked, realizing that he could have easily abused the many openings in Crocker's armor before. But he had been childish then, he was a little wiser now.
A little erasing of Crocker's memory from the minds of those who knew him, and it was life back on track. He had his godparents back, and the power to defy the laws that given the fairy world. But like I said, he wasn't so dumb anymore. He had literally ripped the pen of the rulebook from Jorgen's hands and written his own laws. Actually he deleted laws more often than he wrote them. The first to go was the love law. He wanted Trixie and he wanted her NOW. And that's just what he got. Or rather, gave himself.
And oh yeah I almost forgot…
Remy Buxaplenty's dead.
And Wandissimo?
Wandissimo's been sent to the coldest parts of the Anti-fairy world.
Returning to the present, he realized that changing the timeline had altered some things a little more than he expected. But as usual, the untying of a critical framework very often leads to a chain reaction that most people do not expect. The biggest surprise came from himself. He realized that somehow he became a little more at ease, accepting events as they came, and even dishing out a few cruel magical punishments himself with a relaxed composure. Then there was his baby-sitter and her sister. Tootie's abuse at her sister's hands had yielded some positive results - she had a godparent now. And not just any godparent- Jorgen Von Strangle himself (he had to do SOMETHING now that he wasn't in charge). 'Vicky's under Tootie's control now, and just as well,' thought Timmy, 'she'll have something to occupy her time with, and stop stalking me.'
Lately Tootie had become a little bit more than obsessed with him for some reason. She had a darker aura around her now, and wasn't as loud and obnoxious as before. She was almost gothic now, clinging to a little stack of books with his pictures in it and always trailing him at a distance whenever she had the chance.
Today however, as he lay in Trixie's lap, listening to her profess his undying love for him, Tootie was nowhere in sight, giving him time to think about her. He had only just realized that Jorgen had gone to Tootie and he thought something was up.
Then it hit him.
"The rules I make affect EVERY fairy that exists!!! That means…" He scowled.
"Crap!!!"
"Hey babe, I gotta cut this date short, we can get back to this later," he said bluntly as he sat up and reached for his bag and put his pink cap back on.
"Okay hun," she said, sitting and staring back at him with a blank expression on her face.
He sighed. That's the only thing with wishing for love, the person becomes totally mindless in the long run, won't even think without being told to.
"Get up and go home."
"Yes Timmy."
As she walked away, his mind started working. This was bad, how could Timmy Turner overcome this? And that's when the idea sparked in his mind.
How could Timmy Turner over come this…
He left the park and went home, grinning as the plot began to take fold. He left Cosmo and Wanda at home that day, deciding to give them a break. But right now, he needed their help to pull this one off. He just hoped that what he was thinking was right.