A/N: This story takes place after the events of The Loud House: The 180.
On a bright and sunny day, Cosmo and Wanda played a game of cards until Timmy and Poof poofed into his room, covered in feathers.
"How was the play date?" asked Wanda.
Timmy shook the feathers off of him and replied with, "It's about what you would expect when you put two eccentric babies together and one of them has magic."
"That sounds like my first play date," said Cosmo. "I remember it like it was yesterday…"
"That was yesterday, Cosmo!" Wanda cut him off.
"Good times… good times…" said Cosmo.
Timmy then glanced at his calendar and was surprised to find out what day it was.
"Holy cow!" Timmy yelled. "How could I forget what today is?!"
"What's today?" asked Wanda.
"Today's the day Trixie gives out invitations to her summer pool party!" said Timmy.
"So that's why everyone was attacking the mailman earlier," said Wanda.
"What?!" Timmy exclaimed. "You mean it already happened?!"
Timmy rushed out of the house and opened his mailbox to find an envelope inside. Timmy eagerly pulled the envelope out of his mailbox and opened it to find a letter.
"You are hereby cordially," Timmy read out loud. "…not invited to my pool party. Wait, what?"
The excited 10-year old was dumbfounded and fell on his back.
"I think I've just been disinvited to a party I was never invited too," Timmy muttered. "Or something like that."
Suddenly, Chester, AJ and Chloe entered his field of view and Chester asked, "You got the non-invite too, huh?"
Timmy jumped back to his feet and expressed his confusion to his friends, "I don't get! Why wouldn't she invite me?!"
"Do you need to see the chart?" AJ asked as he pulled out the popularity chart.
"You think I would be invited," Timmy continued. "I mean, I got on her good side several times and it's not like she remembered that time when we were the last humans left on Earth."
"What?!" Chester and AJ exclaimed.
"Nothing!" Timmy quickly replied. "Point is… how come none of us were invited?
"Actually, I don't know if I was invited or not," said Chloe.
10 seconds later, Timmy opened Chloe's mailbox and grabbed her envelope.
"I'm pretty sure this illegal," said Chloe.
Ignoring Chloe's statement, Timmy opened the envelope and read aloud, "You are invited to my summer pool party."
"What?!" Chloe exclaimed as she grabbed the invite from Timmy. "I got invited to a party?! Someone invited me to their party?! I GOT INVITED TO A PARTY!"
Chloe immediately paused and realized the others were staring at her.
"Sorry," Chloe apologized.
"I can't believe it!" said Timmy. "How could you be invited?"
Chloe shot a hurt look Timmy's way, who immediately retracted his statement.
"I mean of course you're invited," said Timmy. "Who wouldn't want to invite you? It's just that I want to know… WHY WASN'T I INVITED?!"
Timmy took some deep breaths and said, "Okay, now that I got that out of my system… it's time to get us some invites. Split up!"
Timmy, AJ and Chester ran off in different directions, leaving Chloe to marvel at the fact that she got an invitation.
"I got invited to a party," Chloe squeed.
Later that day, Timmy walked up to the entrance Le Saloon with his fairies in their fishbowl.
"Hey, I remember the last time I went to a saloon with my friends," said Cosmo. "I remember it like it was yesterday…"
"Poof, poof!" Poof cut him off.
"Good times, good times…" said Cosmo.
Timmy walked into the saloon and was surprised to find Trixie was in there too.
"There's Trixie," Timmy said as he placed the fishbowl on a nearby shelf. "Wish me luck."
Timmy ran up to Trixie and said, "Hey, Trixie."
Trixie turned around and was surprised to find Timmy behind her.
"Hi, uh-, Tommy isn't it?" asked Trixie.
"Close enough, even though you got my name right before," said Timmy.
"Wait, you're right," said Trixie. "It's Timmy, right?"
Timmy was so excited Trixie got his name right that he started speaking gibberish. He then slapped himself so he could stop and said, "So, anyway, about your party tonight…"
Suddenly, Veronica jumped in between them and said, "What do you think you're doing, loser?"
"I was just asking Trixie…"
"Nope, losers like you aren't allowed to talk to Trixie," Veronica interrupted. "But you could talk to me."
"What?" asked Timmy.
"Nothing," Veronica quickly replied. "Come on, Trixie, let's go somewhere that doesn't have losers."
Later at the food court, Trixie and Veronica ate their lunch until Veronica needed to go to the bathroom. Once she was out of Trixie's view, Timmy and his fairies popped their heads out of the nearby bushes and set their sights on their target.
"Alright, she's far enough," said Timmy. "I wish Veronica was no longer in the mall!"
Cosmo, Wanda and Poof waved their wands and Veronica was immediately poofed over a tank of water. She fell into the tank and wondered how she ended up there unaware of the fin that swam past her.
Back at the mall…
"Alright, now that she's gone… by the way, where did you send her?" asked Timmy.
Cosmo and Wanda shrugged and Poof imitated his parents.
"Anyway, now that she's gone, noting can stop me from talking to Trixie," said Timmy.
Timmy jumped out of the bushes and immediately heard a familiar voice call his name, prompting him to jump back into the bushes. Soon, Tootie ran up to the spot he was previously at and looked around.
"My Timmy tracker must be on the fritz again," said Tootie. "Oh well."
Tootie continued to look around, much to Timmy's annoyance.
"Great, now I got to avoid Tootie, in the mall, again…" said the annoyed 10-year old. "Time for anti-Tootie maneuver 4."
Timmy jumped out of the bushes and immediately rolled under a nearby table. He then rolled under another, then another and continued to roll under tables until he was close to getting to Trixie.
"One more ought to do it," Timmy thought to himself.
Timmy initiated the last roll, but was immediately cut off by a marching band of janitors.
"What the-?!" Timmy exclaimed. "What's going on?"
"It's the annual janitor marching band parade," one of the janitors answered.
Timmy tried to get through the marching band, but found their line to be impenetrable, forcing him to wait them out. Unfortunately, Trixie was gone by the time the marching band passed through, causing Timmy to become livid.
Even later that day, Timmy walked up to the gates of Trixie's mansion and climbed them over to the other side. Once on the ground, Timmy was confronted by two angry pit bulls.
"Hey guys…" Timmy meekly said. "Don't mind me. I was just going to…"
Before Timmy could finish his sentence, the pit bulls attacked Timmy forcing him to escape over the gate.
Attempt #2
Timmy peeked over the gate and was met with the growls of Trixie's pit bulls. He then pulled a steak out of his pocket and tossed it the side. The pit bulls followed the steak and Timmy victoriously landed on the other side of the gate. He nonchalantly strolled through the yard until he ran into the pit bulls again.
"Dang it," Timmy mumbled before getting attacked again.
Attempt #3
Timmy pushed a cannon in front of the mansion gates and aimed it at Trixie's mansion. He lit the fuse and jumped inside it. Unfortunately, the cannon then amid at the ground and shot Timmy into the sewers.
Attempt #4
Timmy sat in front of the mansion gates, trying to think of a new way to get to the mansion as Mr. Crocker approached him.
"What's the matter, Turner?" asked Mr. Crocker. "You're fairies can't bail you out of a problem?"
Timmy ignored Crocker's claim and suddenly heard snarling next to him. He looked to his right and was shocked to find the pit bulls next to him, prime to attack him again.
"L-Look!" Timmy stammered. "A teacher!"
The pit bulls immediately turned their attention to Crocker and attacked him.
"Thank you, Crock-pot!" Timmy said before scaling the gate.
Timmy ran up to the mansion and quickly hit the doorbell. Trixie opened the door and seemed to be happy to see Timmy.
"Hey, Timmy," said Trixie. "What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to…"
Timmy looked around to make sure nothing could interrupt him and continued, "I wanted to know why you didn't invite me to your pool party?"
"I didn't invite you?" said the surprised Trixie. "Wonder how'd that happen?"
Trixie grabbed an invitation and handed it to Timmy.
"Hope to see you tonight," Trixie said with a smile.
Trixie closed the door, leaving Timmy to marvel at his invite.
"I.. got invited," said Timmy. "Trixie invited me to her party… TRIXIE INVITED ME TO HER PARTY! YES!"
Timmy ran home to prepare for the party, unaware that he was being watched by a woman in a cloak.
"I helped you get invited to that party, Turner," the woman said. "I really hope you enjoy it… IT'LL BE YOUR LAST!"