The Ring
Disclaimer: I don't own the Fairly Oddparents, a Butch Hartman of Nickelodeon does. I also don't own the movie either. But I do have the DVD though.
Authors notes: The characters in this story like Cosmo will likely be OOC.
It was a normal day in the town of Dimsdale; it was just after school when a boy named Timmy Turner came home. In his home, a note says that his parents are going to the movies without him (again) and leaves him behind with Vicky the evil babysitter.
But luckily, Vicky was coming at 7:00 while it was 3:30 in the afternoon. He dashed in his room upstairs and met Cosmo and Wanda his Fairy Godparents.
"Hi Timmy!" They announced happily to their godchild.
"Hi guys," Timmy announced not so happily.
"What's with the long face sport?" Wanda asked to the depressed kid.
"The whole school is having another film project, and I don't have any ideas for another movie!" Timmy said in complete mortification. "Plus I want something that will impress Trixie into liking me!"
"Have to tried a banana?" Cosmo asked with complete idiocy.
"What does that have to with it?" Timmy and Wanda said with annoyance.
"What does that have to with what?"
"Never mind,"
"Well we tried every genre but it still stinks," Timmy said remembering last time. "All except one."
Cosmo and Wanda looked with excited anticipation as Timmy smirks.
"Practically every kid in every school has heard of an evil video tape that kills you after you watch it, but no one has proof until now with my fairy godparents I could have that tape!"
"But wouldn't the tape kill you like you said?" Cosmo asked.
"Come on, it's just a stupid urban legend," Timmy said rolling his eyes. "I wish I have a copy of the tape!"
Immediately, both Cosmo and Wanda whipped out their wands at the same time, with a quick sparkle, and POOF!
The next day, at the school auditorium Principal Gertrude Waxelpex announced the students to bring their films to the stage.
"The films will be showed in the afternoon," She said in the microphone and dismissed them back to class.
The whole day was pretty typical, (avoiding Francis the school bully, hiding from Mr. Crocker, and work) eventually; Timmy's friends would ask if it's the real tape. Timmy nods and jokes it's probably Vicky in a two-piece swimsuit. They laughed through the entire afternoon.
When the filming starts, the rich kids Tad, Chad, Veronica, and Trixie were first to show their film. Which is the one they won last time, the crowd applauses to them. One by one many entries were shown in with the popular rich kids taunting the contestants. Timmy was last.
"Good luck, loser!" They laughed cruelly to the boy in the silly pink hat.
"You think you're all better than everybody don't you?"
"Yep, that's pretty much it."
When Timmy's movie was shown, nothing but static hit the screen. Timmy was devastated; he sunk into his chair to be humiliated by his schoolmates. As the rest of the children were about to laugh at him, a whirling ring of light with a screeching, noise echoed. Everyone's eyes widen as many random and disturbing things were shown at the screen. A wave of rippling bloody water, middle aged woman brushing her hair in the mirror, a girl disappearing from the same mirror, and a sort of a baby animal walked into the shed. But, worse was yet to come as someone peering out a window from a house. A tree with red leaves burning violently, a wooden chair spinning in circles upside down, and a ladder fell quietly. Then someone barfing out his intestines, a box of squirming maggots and twitching fingers. Many of the children fell sick and winced as someone's finger pushed into a nail, with an eyeball up close, a crawling centipede, and everyone's mouths dropped as the woman shown previously jumps off a cliff to her death. Last a stone well was shown with someone's hand peeking out. After that was static, no one's says the word through the whole time.
"Timmy, did you know what that tape was?" Wanda asked disguised as a pencil with Cosmo as an eraser.
"No what?" Timmy asked.
"It's the same video tape that killed our last godchild."
To be continued.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Fairly Oddparents, a Butch Hartman of Nickelodeon does. I also don't own the movie either. But I do have the DVD though.
Authors notes: The characters in this story like Cosmo will likely be OOC.
It was a normal day in the town of Dimsdale; it was just after school when a boy named Timmy Turner came home. In his home, a note says that his parents are going to the movies without him (again) and leaves him behind with Vicky the evil babysitter.
But luckily, Vicky was coming at 7:00 while it was 3:30 in the afternoon. He dashed in his room upstairs and met Cosmo and Wanda his Fairy Godparents.
"Hi Timmy!" They announced happily to their godchild.
"Hi guys," Timmy announced not so happily.
"What's with the long face sport?" Wanda asked to the depressed kid.
"The whole school is having another film project, and I don't have any ideas for another movie!" Timmy said in complete mortification. "Plus I want something that will impress Trixie into liking me!"
"Have to tried a banana?" Cosmo asked with complete idiocy.
"What does that have to with it?" Timmy and Wanda said with annoyance.
"What does that have to with what?"
"Never mind,"
"Well we tried every genre but it still stinks," Timmy said remembering last time. "All except one."
Cosmo and Wanda looked with excited anticipation as Timmy smirks.
"Practically every kid in every school has heard of an evil video tape that kills you after you watch it, but no one has proof until now with my fairy godparents I could have that tape!"
"But wouldn't the tape kill you like you said?" Cosmo asked.
"Come on, it's just a stupid urban legend," Timmy said rolling his eyes. "I wish I have a copy of the tape!"
Immediately, both Cosmo and Wanda whipped out their wands at the same time, with a quick sparkle, and POOF!
The next day, at the school auditorium Principal Gertrude Waxelpex announced the students to bring their films to the stage.
"The films will be showed in the afternoon," She said in the microphone and dismissed them back to class.
The whole day was pretty typical, (avoiding Francis the school bully, hiding from Mr. Crocker, and work) eventually; Timmy's friends would ask if it's the real tape. Timmy nods and jokes it's probably Vicky in a two-piece swimsuit. They laughed through the entire afternoon.
When the filming starts, the rich kids Tad, Chad, Veronica, and Trixie were first to show their film. Which is the one they won last time, the crowd applauses to them. One by one many entries were shown in with the popular rich kids taunting the contestants. Timmy was last.
"Good luck, loser!" They laughed cruelly to the boy in the silly pink hat.
"You think you're all better than everybody don't you?"
"Yep, that's pretty much it."
When Timmy's movie was shown, nothing but static hit the screen. Timmy was devastated; he sunk into his chair to be humiliated by his schoolmates. As the rest of the children were about to laugh at him, a whirling ring of light with a screeching, noise echoed. Everyone's eyes widen as many random and disturbing things were shown at the screen. A wave of rippling bloody water, middle aged woman brushing her hair in the mirror, a girl disappearing from the same mirror, and a sort of a baby animal walked into the shed. But, worse was yet to come as someone peering out a window from a house. A tree with red leaves burning violently, a wooden chair spinning in circles upside down, and a ladder fell quietly. Then someone barfing out his intestines, a box of squirming maggots and twitching fingers. Many of the children fell sick and winced as someone's finger pushed into a nail, with an eyeball up close, a crawling centipede, and everyone's mouths dropped as the woman shown previously jumps off a cliff to her death. Last a stone well was shown with someone's hand peeking out. After that was static, no one's says the word through the whole time.
"Timmy, did you know what that tape was?" Wanda asked disguised as a pencil with Cosmo as an eraser.
"No what?" Timmy asked.
"It's the same video tape that killed our last godchild."
To be continued.