A/N: Hello dude people, I'm back…and unfortunately for you…I've gone crazy and made this story, me and my friend Alex (who co-writes it) have decided to make a weird story called "Pixie. Co" and with her helping with idea's and my awesome writing skill's it can't go wrong! Every chapter…or so will be like a new episode, kinda like a comedy reality show…so just read it before ya knock it and get ready to laugh!

Summary: each ep will kinda start off with a summary, but basically Pixie Inc has some new and old visitors and a new boss in the end.

Disclaimer: I own Alex, Kaitlyn, Carolyn, for now. Butch Hartman owns the rest (unfortunately)

Chapter 1: Pixie. Co-Owned

If there's one thing that Norm did not like, other then Timmy Turner, it was intimidation, and floating outside the large mahogany door wasn't helping his nerves. This whole scene, screamed intimidation…and he didn't like it one bit. If he didn't need a job so desperately, he wouldn't be here right now, but it paid good and all he had to do was float there and look menacing, which he could do quiet easily. To bad for him, the only way to get said job, was to take an interview, and for once in his life he wished he was anywhere but there at this moment in time.

Pixie Inc wasn't as ferociously boring as everyone said it would be; it was more like Fairy World, except instead of color and wonderment, there was grey and business lining every crevice of the city. Norm actually kind of liked being in the city, just the fact that he was colorful and taller then everyone made it that more enjoyable when the pixies floated away screaming.

That was earlier that day, now he felt completely worthless, like the bug you keep killing but won't go away. He was sitting quietly in the white waiting room, while the receptionist clicked mercifully away at her key board, looking casually at him from behind her sunglasses. Norm stared at the ground, biting his lip and trying to calm his already alarming heart rate. This was a new level of feeling for him, the feeling of absolute horror and dread that can only come from a near death experience; it's not a good feeling.

The girl heard a faint beep coming from the phone on her desk; her small hand reached out and picked it up while another pink manicured nail pressed the talk button.

"Hello?" high pitched and nasally, almost like it should have belonged to a five year old instead of a twenty or so one, Norm shuddered at the sound. Norm has only heard that once, nails on a chalk board in the fifth grade…not pleasant.

"That's right sir he's here…yes I'll send him right away" the phone clattered as she hung up. She turned her head towards Norm and gave a long, exasperated sigh, her pink finger pointed towards the ceiling.

"The boss will be seeing you now Mr. Norm, 120th floor"

"Thanks…" Norm got out of his seat at a snails pace, he floated towards the door that was marked 'stairs" and began to proceed through it.

"I would ping, or whatever you do up there, it's faster…and who knows what happens in those stair ways" she sneered, Norm's shoulders fell, and he nodded politely to her, although on the inside he wished he could stab that un-caring bitch in the heart.

He snapped his fingers, and in a short time he was now floating out side the previously mentioned door. Norm sucked in a great breath and let it out.

"You can do this, you've been through court orders and law suits and can totally do this" he knocked quietly on the door and floated in.

The office was, ginormous, it was giant and enormous combined. Norms head just brushed the ceiling, causing him to bend down a little as he floated in. The room was simple enough, though, a large desk, high tech computer, a couple of plush leather chairs and a large sofa. It looked more like a room then an office.

"So you're the one applying for our body guard position?" the voice was monotone, no emotion, not even a hint of a sneer, which is what Norm pictured it would be.

"Yes sir, I thought that I'd be a good candidate for the position" Norm smirked to himself, oh…that was good.

"What makes you think you could ever…" the small ebony haired pixie spoke up suddenly, glaring hatefully towards him before he was cut off. He gave Norm the "I'm watching you" move and pouted at him.

"Well Mr. Norm, I believe you have a job"

"Just like that!?"

"Just like that"

"Finally! Things are actually turning out right!"

The door burst open and swung off its hinges, loud ominous music played in the background, three figures stood in the doorway, dust and smoke from the recent break in blocking them.

The first was female, as were all three, this one however was taller, had long blonde and teal hair pulled into a jagged ponytail. Her clothes were ripped and looked like a high school uniform. She lowered her combat boot covered foot that had just kicked the door down and stared menacingly at the inhabitants of the office.

A smaller one pushed in front of her, her face and most of her body was blocked by a large purple boom box, but from the uniform and the pointy hat, they guessed she was a Pixie. The only difference was her gray sleeves were rolled up and a green shirt appeared underneath. She pressed the play button and music blared from the speakers at a volume so high it shattered the many windows in the office.

Don'tcha wish your girlfriend was HOT like ME, don'tcha wish your girlfriend was a FREAK like ME….don'tcha!

"TRACK SEVEN YOU IDIOT!" a voice ragged, the three males looked around the two figures, but couldn't see the ragging female

"I'm sorry!" the boom box carrier cried. She set the music player down carefully on the ground, quickly changing the track to number seven. Thunder and lighting crashes noisily and loud monstrous music played in the background.

A figure swayed through the door, she side steeped around her body guard and shoved her assistant out of the way harshly. A smug grin played on her pink glossed lips.

"Mourning sweetie" she said, her voice sickening sweet. Hp's eyes went wide behind his glasses, his jaw dropped and he pointed accusingly at the woman standing in front of him.

"YOU! W-what are you doing here?" he croaked, his voice barely a whisper. Sanderson turned his head towards his boss and raised an eyebrow. Norm sat in mid air, just as confused as everyone else, but pretending he wasn't. The small pixie who had been rudely shoved, was now sitting on her ass, trying to brush her spiky pink and brown hair out of her face. The taller one just seemed bored; she leaned against the wall and sized Norm up.

"Well I conquered my own business and all those inhabiting it. I needed a change, so I decided to visit and old friend and take over his business, good idea no?" She asked smugly, she walked around the mahogany desk and plopped herself down into the high backed leather chair. She kicked her high heeled shoes off and set her feet on the desk, letting herself get comfortable.

If Hp was shocked a minute ago he was now fuming. He stalked over to his chair and pushed the back so that she fell out of it. "NO it's not a good idea Alex! Now get the hell out of my office!"

Alex picked herself off the floor, straightened her pink skirt and suit jacket, and quickly shook her brown curly hair back into place. She glared evilly at him behind her own glasses.

"Oh…you shouldn't have done that" the assistant remarked

"Shut up Kaitlyn" the taller grumbled

"Make me Carolyn!" Kaitlyn snapped, she picked her self and floated beside her boss.

"I think it's a great idea HP…and I will stay here, I have orders and I have rights" Alex stated furiously, she poked him in the chest with each word; "I will destroy all you've built, just like you destroyed my heart!" she choked, faking tears. Kaitlyn pulled a Kleenex box out of her suit pocket and handed it to her boss.

"Broke her heart?" Sanderson questioned, Hp blushed, and looked at the ground.

"Technically…but it wasn't that bad…"

"YOU BROKE UP WITH ME OVER A TEXT MESSAGE!" she screamed, throwing the Kleenex box at him.

"That's harsh dude…" Norm stated quietly.

"Harsh indeed! So that's why I'm spending every waking moment of my life ruining yours!"

"Ex-girlfriend with a vendetta…not good" Sanderson remarked, earning a slap in the back of the head as a reward. Then all hell broke loose. Carolyn started yelling at Kaitlyn for no reason, which in turn caused Kaitlyn to scream back at her. An all out war had erupted between Hp and Alex, with Sanderson in the middle trying to calm them down. Norm floated awkwardly in the midst of the yelling and shouting. He fidgeted nervously debating on whether or not her shout stop the fight or let in continue until somebody got thrown out the window. He finally made his decision.

"Hey…guys I have an idea" he frowned, "HEY GUYS I HAVE AN IDIEA!"

All eyes looked at him, he smirked, "Why don't you too work together, your both evil, why not combine the evil?"

"Sounds good to me" Alex said suddenly, Hp turned his head and started at her wild eyed

"NO WAY! I'm not giving up my empire to her!"

"I really don't think you have a choice sir" Sanderson said ruefully, pointing at the three girls squealing in the corner.

Alex looked over her shoulder, and smirked, flipping off all three men before she exited. Carolyn followed, and after Kaitlyn went face first into the door, she followed also.

All three men looked at each other nervously. They were in deep shit.

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"OW! God watch where you're going!"

"HELLO…my office I don't have to watch anything"

The two assistants sighed, that's the fifth time that week the two new bosses had gotten into an argument over something stupid. Kaitlyn grabbed her jacket and motioned for Sanderson to follow, he did so without question.

Alex sat at her extremely small desk that resembled an upturned cardboard box. She crossed her arms and glared heatedly over at her co-ruler. Hp sat somewhat comfortably in his leather chair, with Alex there the office was more cramped, and almost everything they did had to be her way or no way at all.

Alex was currently making a call on her cell phone, ignoring his presence completely; he took that opportunity to escape. He pinged himself out of the office and sighed, a little fresh air and lunch would do him some good. Norm was called almost immediately, he gonged himself beside his boss and both went to lunch.

Alex was now alone. She closed the cell and smiled happily around the office.

"It needs something" her eyebrows furrowed and her smile turned slightly more evil and less happy, "If I'm going to work here, I might as well be comfortable and happy"

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Hp returned, stomach full, head not pounding, and finally not as pissed off as he usually was. He was more content then he had been in a long time. Norm followed behind him, chattering randomly about destroying Fairy World and more recently Timmy Turner. Both men had argued and agreed about the best way to destroy Turner and take over Fairly World.

"Hey…we have something in common"

"There was a reason why I hired you Norm; that was obviously the reason; your revenge schemes are incredible!" Hp commented, praising the un-trustworthy genie

"Ahh I do what I can sir" Norm answered modestly, he pushed the door to Hp's office opened and let the head pixie float in before him. He followed closely behind and smacked right into the boss.

"What the…holy hell no!" Norm said quietly. Hp twitched suddenly, his hands curled up into fists.

His office…was…PINK! Everything, his desk was gone and replaced with a new one, the curtains were pink, the carpet, lamps, chairs, EVERYTHING! Frilly, pink and overall girly! The pink leather chairs back faced them, Alex turned around, her hands folded under her chin, elbows resting on her crossed legs, and she smiled smugly at them both.

"Like it?"

Hp let out strangled noises, to shocked and upset to speak. Norm took it upon himself to answer.

"What did you do to it?!" He asked nervously, the pink was getting to him.

"Well if I'm going to work here I want it to be a suitable working environment for me" her lips peeled back into a genuine smile, "Besides, this place needed a woman's touch, and so do you pixie boy" she muttered near the end.

Hp finally found his voice, "Where the hell will I work!" it came out in more of a squeak then the stern voice he intended

Alex pointed a manicured finger over to the janitor's closet. "I set all your stuff up in there…you'll be happier"

"I'M NOT WORKING IN THE JANITORS CLOSET!" he screamed, he gripped the edge of the pink desk.

A long floppy haired man walked through the office door and smirked, "Hey Mr. Boss man you're bunking with me now huh?" he took a quick swig out of a coca-cola bottle filled with a clear liquid. Hp turned slowly and spoke swiftly but hotly.

"Not now Alan…leave and do some actual work before I kick your ass OUT of this building!"

Alan stepped back slowly, and then broke out in a run, through the door down the hall and into the comforts of the mail room.

Hp and Alex were now in a heated argument about who got what and why she deserved the office more. Norm sighed and smacked his palm to his forehead.

Carolyn took that moment to walk in; she gave one swift look at Norm and slapped him on the back as a hello. She set a folder on Alex's desk, and turned a stony smile over to Norm.

"See ya puny man" She waved, the studded bracelets on her wrist clanged together. Norm whimpered nervously and slumped against the wall. Screams filled the office, Kaitlyn had her headphones in her ears, Sanderson was ignoring everything by clacking away noisily at his keep board, and Carolyn just stood outside the door like a statue. She gave Norm a glare and turned her head back to look down the hall, he shrunk back against the wall.

"Ugh…so much for being a body guard, I can't even guard myself!" he looked up at the ceiling, "What have I gotten myself into?"