"NEMO! NEMO! NEMO!" Poof cried, pounding his fists against the high chair table. He wanted to watch Finding Nemo again. "No Poof, no more Nemo. I think if I see one more clownfish I am going to explode." Wanda replied. "I already did!" Cosmo said, his face charred black. "Maybe we can get Poof's mind off the movie with something else." Wanda said. "Yeah, we can poof him up a real pet clownfish! That will keep him occupied!" Cosmo said. "Cosmo, NO!" Wanda yelled. But it was too late. Poof had a little clownfish flopping on his table. "Nemo….?" Poof started to tremble at the sight of his little fishy friend flopping around in agony. "WAHHHH!" Poof bawled. "Cosmo, maybe it would have been smarter to at least put the fish in the bowl." Wanda mumbled. She poofed away the fish. "Maybe Poof needs a little time with someone his size…" Wanda thought. "I can invite the other fairies over for a party again and…" Timmy started. "No, we aren't turning any of the fairies into babies again." Wanda replied. "Well…how about Anti-fairy babies?" Timmy asked. "Are you loco Timmy? Besides, the only one I can think of is Foop, and you can't be thinking…." Wanda trailed off. "How about a little friend of ours? I think I've got the perfect anti-fairy for the job…"