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Rating: K+ (For the time being)

Timothy 'Timmy' Turner got up out of bed and went over to stare out the window. He heard a soft 'poof' behind him. He heard his fairy god mother stride across the floor to him.

"Something wrong sport?" Wanda Fairywinkle-Cosma inquired quietly.

"Something feels off," Timmy replied not taking his blue eyes off the darkened street.
Wanda peered around the twenty-five year old's shoulder. Her pink eyes flashed with confusion. She returned her attention to the brown haired boy, whom she loved like a son for so many years. Timmy seemed to have the same thought because he gave Wanda a soft smile.

"Cosmo and Poof still asleep?" Timmy inquired.

"Yes, I heard you get up, and I wondered what was wrong," Wanda replied.

"You always knew when something was wrong," Timmy stated with a soft chuckle.

"Oh Timmy," Wanda sighed.

"Timmy?" A tired voice asked.

"Yes?" Timmy replied.

"Are you coming back to bed?" His wife asked.

"Yes, I'll be there in a moment," Timmy replied, and then he turned to see that Wanda had gone back to her fairy form, and that she had a warm smile on her face.

"You go back to bed now Sport. You're lucky to have her," Wanda said before poofing back into the fishbowl.

The next morning Timmy got up early, and was outside before either his godparents, god brother or his wife woke up. He hadn't slept well last night. The events of nearly losing his godparents again two years ago still frightened him. The scared look Poof had given him. His thoughts were broken by his wife Tootie, and his fairy family freaking out about his disappearance.

"Timmy!" Shouted Cosmo, as he ran up to his god son in his human form. Concern flickered in his green eyes.

"Tootie, Cosmo found Timmy," Wanda called from the doorway, she was also in her human form, and was holding Poof, whom was like his parents, was in his human form.

"Timmy, please don't do that again," Wanda said softly as Timmy came inside, "You caused Tootie to panic."

"Sorry Wanda," Timmy apologized, his blue eyes shifting as he examined the sky.

"What has you so worried Timmy?" Wanda inquired as she too, glanced at the sky.

"Anti-Cosmo, he always vowed to return but he hasn't yet," Timmy replied as he followed Wanda back inside.

A frown was across his usual smiling face got Tootie frowning too. Her forehead wrinkled as she looked at the man she had been in love with for so many years.

"Anything wrong Timmy?" She inquired.

"You know how there are fairies like Wanda, Cosmo and Poof?" Timmy asked.

"Yeah, I know this why are you bringing it up?" Tootie inquired.

"Well for every fairy there is an Anti-fairy. The exact opposite of their Fairy counterparts. Wanda's opposite is Anti-Wanda. For Cosmo, it's Anti-Cosmo, and for Poof it's," Timmy started to explain.

"Let me guess Anti-Poof?" Tootie inquired jokingly.

"No, it's Foop. Anti-Cosmo thought it sounded eviler than Anti-Poof," Timmy said.

Timmy was absent mindedly tracing a design on the table. Tootie glanced over at Wanda and Cosmo, both of whom avoided her gaze. Timmy let out a sigh before continuing.

"Anti-Cosmo has sworn revenge on me, Wanda and Cosmo. He is leaving Poof to his son. Foop has proven to be more dangerous than his father but he is in a high-security magic prison. Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda haven't been seen since," Timmy continued explaining.

"You think that Anti-Cosmo is going to come after you?" Tootie inquired.

"He wants revenge on me for the many times I have foiled his evil plans," Timmy stated.

Dark Green eyes watched the scene unfold in the Turner's kitchen. The eyes flickered over to equally dark but pink eyes staring at him. He let a low growl escaped his lips. The woman who looked exactly like the pink fairy with Timmy, but was blue toned, except for her black bat-like wings and black crown and wand. Granted he loved her but sometimes he couldn't put up with his wife's antics sometimes.

"How exactly do you propose we take down Turner?" A monotone male voice came from behind him.

He turned around and came face to face with dull grey eyes. The Pixie was as usual, wearing a dull grey suit. For the first time Sanderson wasn't with him. A dark smile flickered across his face, revealing sharp pointed teeth. He gestured to the scene that was playing out. The Head Pixie crack a bemused grin as he watched the young man who had defeated him so many times being blissfully unaware what the two Anti-Fairies and himself were going to bring down on him. His bemused grin quickly turned to a frown as he realized something about the scene playing out.

"I thought Turner wasn't allowed to keep his fairies after he fell in love," HP inquired of Anti-Cosmo.

"They added a loophole for him and that girl," was the growled reply.

"So we can't make him lose his fairies but we can still make him suffer," HP mused out loud.

"Are you hatching a devilish plot in that Pixie brain of yours?" Anti-Cosmo smirked.

"The girl. He's married to her," HP replied.

"I know that," Anti-Cosmo growled.

"They just said something about a kid," Anti-Wanda quipped, transfixed by the floating orb.

Both HP and Anti-Cosmo's head snapped over to watch as Timmy and Tootie discussed things with Wanda and Cosmo.

"You know we can't really know for sure until a little while later," Tootie commented placing her hand over Timmy's.

"But it's never too early to have things planned out," Timmy replied.

"Kinda like your parents did but they thought you were a girl?" Wanda commented jokingly,

Timmy flushed a bright pink, that almost match his fedora. It was kind of embarrassing to go back in time to find out that your parents thought you were a girl, and that your trademark pink hat was a result of that. That was one thing that Timmy would have prefered to remain in the past where it belonged.

And I am ending Chapter 1 here.