Disclaimer: I don't own Fairly Oddparents or its characters. I only own Lexi, Diamond, and the other OCs.

Chapter 1

It just didn't make sense.

No matter how many times Jorgen thought about it, it just simply did not make sense.

There was no possible way that two ten-year-olds could cause so much trouble in such a short time.

Except, of course, if those two ten-year-olds happened to be Timmy Turner and Lexi Sanders.

Jorgen remembered when Timmy had gotten his godparents. Back then, he had been a lonely little nine-year-old boy, whose parents had recently hired Vicky to come and torture him while they left for hours at a time. It had been challenge finding suitable godparents for him.

After a long struggle, though, he had finally settled on Cosmo and Wanda. They were a very…special pair, and they cancelled each other out nicely. While Wanda was responsible, Cosmo was not. While Cosmo liked extreme wishes, Wanda did not. They were perfect for a kid like Timmy.

It was easier selecting a godparent for Lexi, the tiny eight-year-old with a deceased older brother and divorced parents. Diamond was one of the most trustworthy and reliable godparents. Her biggest success had been none other than Thomas Edison.

Jorgen hadn't realized at the time, however, that those two little miserable kids, Turner and Sanders, weren't as innocent as they appeared. Turner's first wish had been to make his evil babysitter suffer, and Sanders rather enjoyed bungee-jumping off of her apartment building.

Things weren't too bad, Jorgen had reasoned at first. Okay, so there were two fun-loving, irresponsible godchildren out in the world. But Turner lived in California, and Sanders lived in New York City, so there was no chance that they would ever interact with each other.

Until, that is, Sanders moved to Dimmsdale. And met Turner.

All havoc had broken loose after that. Lexi discovered that she was a fairy hybrid, something that not even Jorgen himself had been aware of. The pixies found out about her powers and captured her, the anti fairies stole her from the pixies, but at last, Timmy and the fairies rescued Lexi, and they all attended a trial in which Lexi was informed that her magic was only to be used in complete emergencies.

Jorgen had never imagined that all of this would come from assigning godparents to these two little kids.

Now, as he stood watching as dozens of construction worker fairies rebuilt the Fairy World Record Hall – which had recently been burned to the ground by you-know-who and you-know-who-else – he came to the decision that something had to be done about this.

And Jorgen thought he knew what that something was.

…

At around the same time, but on another planet entirely, far from Fairy World, Lexi slumped down in her seat, glancing once more at the clock before closing her eyes.

Five more minutes.

From the seat beside Lexi's, Timmy reached over and tapped her on the shoulder. "Want to come over after school?" he mouthed.

"Yeah," she whispered back, after checking to make sure the teacher wasn't watching. "Have you ever been skateboarding on Neptune?"

"Nope. I'm in."

The two kids walked out of school together, as usual, and Timmy turned excitedly to Lexi. "I'll go home and grab my board, then meet you at your house."

Lexi nodded enthusiastically. "See you in a minute," she called over her shoulder, running off in the opposite direction.

What she didn't know was that things were about to take a turn for the worst, the second she stepped into her house.

…

The first thing Lexi noticed upon reaching her house was her mother's car parked in the driveway. Alarmed, she sped up, bursting through the front door. Her mother was a psychiatrist and worked until at least five every day.

"Mom?" she called, slamming the door behind her and dropping her backpack on the ground. She found her mother sitting on the couch in the living room, reading the newspaper and sipping a glass of water. "Why are you home so early?"

Amanda folded up the paper and looked at her daughter with a grim expression. "Sit down, Lexi. We need to talk."

Lexi felt her heart plummet into her stomach as her mind began to race with all of the things she could have possibly done wrong in the past few weeks. "Am I in trouble?" she asked nervously, sitting down in the chair across from her mother.

Amanda chuckled but still looked somber. "No, Lexi. You didn't do anything."

For the first time, these words did nothing to alleviate Lexi's worry. "Then what's going on? I have to meet Timmy soon."

Amanda, who had never liked Timmy, flinched at the mention of the boy's name, but went on, "Your father called me today."

"What?" Lexi's jaw dropped. Her parents had been divorced for three years and only spoke when it was absolutely necessary. Despite some infrequent emails, Lexi had barely been in contact with her father, either. "Is he okay?"

"He's fine, sweetie. But the reason he called was to talk about our custody agreement."

"Why? Does he want to change it?" Lexi asked, still puzzled and wishing her mother would get to the point already. After barely bothering with her for so long, she had just begun to accept the fact that her father obviously didn't want her in his life. "I always thought he was happy to let you have me."
"It's not that easy, Lexi," Amanda said, smiling sadly. "You see, when we were arranging the custody agreement during the divorce, we agreed that it would be bad for you to move between our apartments so frequently. We never wanted you to feel like you had to split your time in that way. And once I got relocated here, it made even more sense."

"Yeah, so – "

"I'm not finished, Lexi. The thing is, your father wasn't willing to give up custody of you completely, and neither was I. So we agreed that you would switch who had primary custody of you every three years."

"Wait." Lexi's mind was beginning to spin. "Every three years…you and Dad got divorced when I was eight, so…"

"That's right. Three years have passed, and it's time for your father to get custody of you. Though you really should be leaving for New York this weekend, he's agreed to wait another week to give you enough time to say goodbye." Amanda's voice cracked, tears shining in her eyes.

Lexi was too stunned to notice. "Wait…you mean…I'm moving back to New York?"

"Yes. You'll be going to live with your father for the next three years. You'll come back to Dimmsdale when you're…let's see…a freshman in high school."

Lexi stood up abruptly. "No. No! I can't! I can't leave Dimmsdale. What about – "

Amanda cut her off, blinking the tears out of her eyes and switching into "counselor" mode. "I know this is going to be hard for you, Lexi, but we've only been living here for a few months. You have a whole life in New York. You'll get to see your father, and all of your old friends. You'll get to go to your old school again."

Lexi shook her head, dazed. "But – I have a life here, too! What about Timmy, and Chester, and AJ, and all my other friends? And you? You're gonna live here by yourself for three years?"

Once again, her mother looked on the verge of tears, but managed to keep them at bay. "This isn't about me, Lexi. I'll be fine. And I'm afraid there's no other option. We can't go against what the custody agreement states."

Lexi started for the stairs, feeling a little dizzy. "Uh, well, I don't – I guess I'd better…" She got to the top of the stairs and into her room before she realized that she hadn't finished her sentence.

Though she knew she should call for Diamond to tell her the news, or send her father an email, only one thought kept running through her mind.

How am I going to tell Timmy?

…

Author's Note: I bet you guys weren't expecting a new story from me! I'm so sorry that I haven't been working on One Last Wish – for over a year! But I really have been stuck on where to go with that story, as much as I try to get something started. This, however, was an idea that I began several years ago and just rediscovered. And hey, it's better than nothing! Please review and let me know what you think!

Credits for cover image go to deviantART artist mark33776.