Timmy's heart pounded loudly in his ears. His eyes were glued on the race in front of him. Where was Cosmo? Anti-Cosmo and HP were neck and neck, albeit constantly stopping the other. That still didn't make Timmy feel any better about the situation. Come on Cosmo, they're too busy distracting one another to try to stop you. Every breath seemed to make Timmy's heart pound faster and his palms became sweatier. He crossed his fingers, hoping that it would bring enough luck to pull this off. If it wasn't, well Timmy didn't know what option seemed worse- no he couldn't let himself think like that. Cosmo was going to pull through and win. He just had to - for the fairies, for him.

Cosmo's head popped through the portal as Anti-Cosmo and Head Pixy neared the finish line. Timmy's hear soared. HP and Anti-Cosmo were two busy fending off one another that Cosmo was gaining on them. They had a chance. They could win. Come on Cosmo. Timmy really hoped he had made the right decision picking Cosmo. And as the green haired fairy's head hopped towards the finish line, Timmy had a feeling as though he had picked right. It was neck and neck – and head as the three magical creatures were inches from the finish line. They could do this, they were going to win. Timmy smiled.

And then, Timmy saw something that caused his heart to stop, a photo finish. Everyone gasped and held their breath as the judges looked over the photo trying to decide who the winner was. Time felt like it wasn't moving fast enough. If only it had been this slow before, then maybe, maybe he could have seen with his own eyes who had won.

Timmy crossed his fingers and was held tightly by Wanda and Poof. In a matter of seconds, his godfather had joined in. Please, for the love of all things good and fun, please, please let Cosmo be the winner. He didn't know what he would do if they had lost. Which of the other two would be worse to get stuck with? No, he was not even going to think about it, not again. They were going to win. They had to win. Things always turned out in their favor. And there was no way that Cosmo could have let him down. No matter the situation, Cosmo was always there for him, always.

The longer the judges debated the more anxious Timmy became. His stomach was in knots as he tried to breathe. He started shaking as he hoped that they hadn't lost. If they lost, Timmy swore that he was either going to pass out or be sick. Why was this taking so long? It should be obvious that Cosmo's green hair was the first thing to pass that finish line.

Finally the judges seemed to some to a single conclusion. They all nodded in agreement and with that, the head fairy judge approached the microphone. All the fairies were crossing their fingers. Anti-Cosmo licked his fangs and rubbed his hands together. Head Pixy whispered to a pixy and magically held a stack of papers in his hands. Everyone was itching to hear the results. Finally, the answer to the question they had all been waiting for, who was the best magical creature, and who would be getting control over Timmy Turner's future?

"We, the judges have reached a conclusion. After much debate, we have determined the winner of the first ever Fairy Olympic Games to be…"

Everyone held their breath in anticipation. Timmy was being tightly clutched by his god family now more than ever. If his heart beat and harder, Timmy would be sure that it would leap out of his chest.

"The Pixies."

Timmy froze. It felt like his heart stoped. No. No. He had to have heard that wrong. He looked to his god family in hopes that he was wrong. Their shocked expressions told him everything. They had indeed lost to the pixies. Timmy's blood ran cold.

Head Pixy handed the stack of papers to Sanderson, or one of his lookalikes and disappeared, all the while with a large grin. He floated over to Timmy, his grin ever growing. HP looked as though he had just taken over fairy world.

"Well Turner. We had a deal." Head Pixy said with a grin.

That grin sealed it for Timmy. There was no way that his hopes could survive that soul crushing smile. Every chance of the judges taking it back disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Timmy's wardrobe had changed. Instead of his usual outfit, he now wore a plain dress shirt with a black tie. It was tucked into his blue jeans. Who actually tucked shirts into pants anymore? Timmy's hair was now free of his trademark silly pink hat and it was actually brushed out of its normally messy form.

Before HP could begin to gloat, Jorgen had sprung awake. "Ah! I had the worst dream! Cosmo was our only shot at winning and he blew it, causing Timmy to have to go with the Pixies!"

Jorgen looked over at Timmy. The most powerful fairy in all of Fairy World saw the change in Timmy's outfit, as well as the manila folder holding a small stack of papers. Fire erupted in the powerful fairy's eyes. He raised his wand and tuned Cosmo into a pile of ash. Cosmo's eyes scrunched in fear.

"Cosmo! You idiot! You lost!" Jorgen yelled.

His booming voice shook the whole stadium. Timmy grasped tightly onto Wanda. Cosmo poofed back into his normal form and began cowering beneath the larger fairy's enormous shadow. Timmy was also shaking, but mostly out of anger, not fear.

Timmy clenched his hands. It wasn't fair to Cosmo at all. Timmy knew that his godfather, or now former godfather, had tried his best. Besides, even if Jorgen would have competed instead of Cosmo, there was no telling what the other two magical creatures would have done to ensure their victory.

"It wasn't his fault. I'm the one who picked Cosmo for the race. I thought that they would ignore Cosmo and be too busy trying to cheat against one another to cheat against Cosmo. And I'm the one who made the stupid bet in the first place. And a deal is a deal. We lost, they won." Timmy added that last part reluctantly.

Sanderson appeared by HP in another blink of an eye. HP shuffled through the papers making sure everything was to order. Seeing those papers made Timmy uneasy. Timmy didn't know what those papers had on them, but he knew that they weren't good.

"Very good Sanderson. I take that it that it went well?" HP asked.

Sanderson curtly nodded. "Yes sir, HP. They signed without hesitation."

"What's that?" Timmy asked, fearing the absolute worst.

Was that the papers from the fairy counsel making it official? That had to be it. There could be no other explanation. This was it. Everything was final. He was going to be their office boy for life.

HP grew a wicked grin that could give Anti-Cosmo a run for his money. "Oh, only the papers that now give us sole custody over you. Your life is ours to completely control now."