Disclaimer: I do not own The Fairly Odd Parents. I only own the characters you don't recognize
Author's Note: Well, here it is, my first attempt at a FOP story. I know, Cosmo and Wanda are out of character, btu I AM working on it, don't you worry. Reviews are glady accepted, even the flames, because I can always just ignore them.
Summary: Timmy is twelve, and the Dinkleburgs moved away! The family nextdoor has a daughter that Timmy seems to fall head-over-heels with her. Meanwhile, Cosmo and Wanda feel that the spark is gone from their relationship.
New Girl - Chapter 1
Allison Mancuso sat in the backseat of the family car, staring out the window and trying not to listen to her parents arguing. She was used to it by now; they had been fighting since she was eight, and she was twelve then. Allison knew they were on their way to a divorce, and she was happy to see them unhappy, but there were a few bad things about it. She knew it would end up tearing her family apart. She was very close to both her mother's family and father's family, and she wasn't sure how it would go with either of them.
And, of course, she did have to live with one of those monsters.
Allison's parents weren't her only problem. Her best friend had died two years earlier, and she still missed him terribly. The day of his funeral was the day she got Venus, her fairy godparent. Venus was sitting on Allison's shoulder disguised as a canary. Of course, blue canaries aren't really normal, but her parents were too busy snapping at each other to notice for the two years that Allison had her.
"You okay, kid?" Venus asked. Although Allison was nearly a teenager, she would never give up the nickname.
"I guess," Allison replied. She wondered aloud, "I wonder what this Dimsdale place will be like."
"I think we'll be there soon," Venus said. At least she hoped so. She had been in canary mode for three hours now.
"I hope I'll meet someone who doesn't think I'm a total freak." Allison was always labeled a freak because of her love for '80s music. Whether it was Kenny Loggins or Queen she enjoyed it completely. She also dressed different for a girl, always wearing her jeans, white T-shirt, and her trademark blue glasses. They were pretty thin compared to some glasses she had seen, and were more oval shaped than circular.
"I thought that never bothered you before."
"It didn't," Allison said to her godparent. "It'd just be nice to have a friend in this town, you know? I mean, you're great and everything, but I need a human friend, too."
Twelve-year-old Timmy Turner sat at his kitchen table eating his breakfast. His bus was coming in five minutes, and he couldn't wait to get to school that Thursday. His teacher, Mrs. Heller, was retiring, and the word on the street was that he was getting a really cute new teacher.
Timmy's dad came dancing into the kitchen, chanting, "Good-bye Dinkle-burg! Good-bye Dinkle-burg!"
Timmy looked at his father confused. "Are the Dinkleburgs moving?"
"Yes they are, son!" Timmy's dad said happily. "This is the day I've been waiting for all my life…or at least since we moved here!"
"So that means we're getting new neighbors?" Timmy asked.
Mr. Turner gave a happy, "Yep!"
The bus pulled up and Timmy said goodbye to his father and walked outside with his two notebook-shaped fairies, Cosmo and Wanda. He sat down in the middle, which is where all the kids of his kind sat. You know, the kind that can't seem to shake off the unpopularness of their past.
"Why are you so happy this morning, Timmy?" Wanda asked her godchild.
"Yeah," Cosmo added, "the last time I saw you this happy was when Crocker wasn't your teacher anymore."
"Well, Mrs. Heller isn't either!" Timmy said happily. Mrs. Heller wasn't mean or fairy obsessed like Mr. Crocker, but she was EXTREMELY dull and boring. Most of her students failed her class because they fell asleep during the lesson.
"That old bat finally died?" Cosmo asked.
"I wish!" Timmy said. "But from what I've heard, our teacher is going to be better looking than, well, The Tooth Fairy."
Wanda rolled her eyes at her husband, who was still mourning her marriage to Jorgan von Strangle.
"And besides that, we're getting new neighbors, which might mean a new friend for me when AJ moves next month."
"You mean the Dinkleburgs finally died?" Cosmo asked.
"Nobody died!" Timmy shouted, and it was a bit too loud because a few kids turned to look at him.
Timmy lowered his voice as he said, "But they are moving away."
"I'll bet your dad is thrilled," Wanda commented
Back at the Turner house"Good-bye Dinkle-burg! Good-bye Dinkle-burg!"
Mrs. Turner had shoved cotton balls in her ears. This chanting had been going on since early that morning, when they heard the moving van outside.
Allison and her family arrived at the new house about an hour after Venus had predicted. They were greeted by two strange looking people who seemed to be eagerly awaiting their arrival.
"Hey there, neighbor! Mr. Turner said. "I'm Mr. Turner, and this is Mrs. Turner, my wife, and we're your neighbors!"
"Oh, how…" Mrs. Mancuso searched for the word she wanted to use, "…fortunate?"
"I'm sure it is!" Mrs. Turner said with the same enthusiasm as her husband.
Mr. Mancuso made his introductions. "I'm Mr. Mancuso, and this is my wife." He said wife as if the word was as dirty as Chester's neighborhood. "Oh, and this is Allison, our daughter."
Allison managed a smile at her crazy looking new neighbors.
"We have a son just about your age, Allison," Timmy's dad said. "He'll be home in a few hours. Well, off to work. Nice to meet you, not Dinkleburgs!"
After the Turners drove away, Mr. Mancuso said, "Well, that was weird."
"That it was," Allison said, allowing Venus, who was getting restless, to jump on her finger.
"We'd better unpack," Mrs. Mancuso said. While she and her husband attempted not to throw boxes at each other in vain, Allison grabbed the key out of her mother's pocket and entered the new house.
The foyer was extremely small and not worth looking around so Allison and Venus, who had turned back into a fairy, decided to head upstairs and look at the bedrooms.
There were only two bedrooms upstairs, along with two bathrooms and a door to the attic. Just as she was about to think she liked one of the rooms, her father came in (giving Venus no choice but to turn back into a canary) and said, "Oh, Allison, did we forget to tell you? Your mom and I are sleeping in separate rooms from now on."
"But," Allison said bewilderedly, "there are only two bedrooms."
"Well, you can either have one of the guestrooms downstairs, or the basement."
Allison angrily walked back down the stairs with Venus, who had turned back into a fairy when she was sure the coast was clear. "You know, I'm really getting tired of this fairy/bird thing!"
"It's not my fault my family's all over the place," Allison said as she walked around looking for the door to the basement.
Timmy Turner entered his classroom expecting to see a gorgeous woman, but saw no one other than Denzel Crocker sitting at the desk. "Mr. Crocker!" he exclaimed in shock. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, if it isn't Timmy Turner," Mr. Crocker said with his usual evil grin. "As it turns out I was moved up to a higher grade level."
Timmy cautiously took his seat. He couldn't believe the horrible luck he was having. He thought about wishing for a transfer, but it would only make Crocker suspicious. Timmy hoped things would get better at home.
Allison was sitting on the front steps when she saw the bus pull up. Luckily, Venus was inside. She didn't want whoever came out to see the oddly colored bird on her shoulder.
The boy who came off looked about her age with blue pants, a pink shirt and a hat to match. Although pink wasn't her personal favorite, she had to admit that he looked pretty darn good.
He walked over to her. "You must be our new neighbor. I'm Timmy Turner."
"Hi," Allison said, then stood up. "I'm Allison Mancuso, and, yeah, we just moved here."
"When are you starting school?" Timmy asked her.
"Monday, I think," Allison replied. She knew that both her parents agreed that it was stupid to only go one day. It was the only thing they could agree on.
Allison eyed Timmy's notebooks. She noticed that the green one had an eye on it. "I see you doodle a lot?" she asked.
"Huh?" Timmy asked confused, then knew what she meant and quickly tried to cover up…something. Allison wasn't sure what it was. "Oh, yeah, I have a, uh, very short attention span, and…yeah."
"I know what you mean," Allison said. "Well, I guess I'll see you around then, Timmy."
"Yeah," Timmy said. "I'll see you tomorrow, maybe."
Timmy entered his room and shut the door so Cosmo and Wanda could get out of notebook mode. "Man, did you guys see that new girl next door?" he asked.
"Yeah," Wanda said. "She seemed pretty nice."
"Nice!" Timmy said. "She was gorgeous! If I wasn't so in love with Trixie Tang, she'd be in her place!"
Wanda flinched on the inside. She knew what love was, and she hated seeing Timmy fool himself with thoughts of Trixie. But she would never tell him; he needed to learn on his own. She remembered what it was like at twelve, always confusing love with infatuation. Now she had Cosmo, her one and only, and she'd always laugh whenever she looked back at those days.
Of course, Cosmo and Wanda hadn't been taking the romantic path lately. Sure, Cosmo had always kissed her before bed and gave the occasional "I love you", but things we're like they used to be. You'd think Timmy going easy on the wishes would help them have more time with each other, but they didn't.
Cosmo brought Wanda's mind back after a while. "Wanda, where are you?"
As she snapped back to attention, Wanda had noticed Timmy was no longer standing there in front of them, but staring out the window towards the Mancuso house.
"Sorry, Cosmo," Wanda said to her husband. "Did you say something?"
Cosmo frowned. "No, it was nothing."
Allison joined Venus in the basement, which was now her room. The real bedrooms were nice and all, but the basement suited her much more. There was more wall space for her many framed pictures of her family and friends, and it was a bit bigger than the other two rooms, which she liked, because she hated feeling cramped.
"So," Venus asked. "Did you meet the neighbor's kid?"
Allison nodded. "And he looked pretty good, considering his parents."
"So, do you think you found your human friend?"
"Maybe," Allison said, hoping Timmy would become a friend. He seemed really nice, and completely different from the boys she knew back in Milwaukee. It made her wish the Cunninghams actually did live there so they would have some nice redheaded descendants.
Venus glanced out one of the three windows in Allison's room to see the Turner house. She noticed Timmy looking in their direction, but not towards that window, so she didn't need to worry about him seeing her. She noticed his fish bowl in his room and thought that one of the fish looked oddly familiar.
It brought her back to the old days at Fairy Academy. She was pretty popular, and a lot of guys seemed to like her. Everyone who wasn't drooling over the Tooth Fairy was looking in her direction. But she never looked back. It never interested Venus to get married. She didn't believe in love anyway.
She remembered the most popular couple being Juandisimo and Wanda. Like Venus, Wanda was pretty popular herself, only she was never goddess pretty, more like girl next door pretty. But to Juandisimo, she was a beauty. He would never let his eyes leave her face.
Wanda wasn't as passionate as Juandisimo, though. Venus would never forget the day her best friend came up to her and talked about what Wanda had said about him. It started a pretty big thing at the academy, and when word got to Juandisimo, things didn't go as well.
Venus couldn't help missing high school, though. She did love being a godparent, especially to a great kid who never abused the magic, but the carefree days would always stay with her. She wished she went to the high school reunion, but Allison's parents were getting particularly angry at each other that weekend, and Venus needed to protect her.
On Friday afternoon, after dinner, Timmy just happened to be outside with Cosmo and Wanda, in their fishbowl of course, when he saw Allison trying to set up a hammock in the backyard.
Wanda noticed Timmy looking and said, "Why don't you go over and start a conversation."
"I dunno," Timmy said. "Something just feels weird about it."
"Well I'm sure she'd like a friend while she's here."
Timmy knew Wanda was right, so he decided to walk over.
Allison looked up from the rope she was trying to untangle. "Oh, hi, Timmy!"
Timmy couldn't help looking at her hair, which was a soft brown color and reached to about the same length as Trixie's.
"Would you mind giving me a hand with this?" she asked.
"Sure," Timmy said. He set Cosmo and Wanda's bowl on the grass and started untwisting the other end of the rope.
"Thanks," Allison said. "Nice fish."
Timmy hoped Allison wouldn't notice the crowns.
"I have a pet to, you know."
Timmy wondered why she was talking to him. A girl like that, never! "Duh, Timmy!" he thought. "She wants to be your friend!"
"Really? What kind of pet is it."
Allison hesitated a bit before she said she had a canary.
"I like birds."
Allison laughed. "Me too."
Timmy's mind was running wild. "Why was she laughing? Did I say something stupid? Am I doing something stupid? Yes, stupid, you're letting yourself get crazy just because you're around a surprisingly hot girl. Perfect Timmy, just perfect, get a crush on the new girl. I hope she can't tell what I'm thinking!"
"Timmy?" Allison asked. "Where you listening?"
"Oh, sorry." Timmy felt his face turn red. "What was that…that you said?"
Allison looked a bit puzzled. "Oh, right, attention span. Uh, I asked what kind of music you were into."
"Oh, music." Timmy said, then could have kicked himself for sounding so stupid. "A bit of everything, I guess. What about you?"
"Old stuff," was all she said.
Timmy wondered how old she liked her music. She didn't look like someone who as into music at all, but maybe that was just his opinion. While he was thinking about it, he had managed to untangle his end of the rope, allowing Allison to attach it to…whatever it was she was attaching it to. He couldn't help it; he just loved her hair.
Wanda smiled and whispered, "Cosmo, look at how Timmy's looking at that girl."
"Yeah, so?" an oblivious Cosmo asked.
"He looks like you did the night we met."
"I looked that stupid and you still agreed to marry me?"
"Oh, Cosmo," was all Wanda could manage to say. She loved how amazingly clueless he was, even if she did sort of hate it at the same time.
The two paid attention to the conversation between Allison and Timmy again.
"…so my dad accepted the job and that's how we ended up here." Allison was finishing the story of why she moved.
"Well, it sure made my dad happy," Timmy said. "He hated the neighbors before you."
"Why?" Allison asked. "Did they have really loud kids or something?"
"I'm not sure, really. I think it had something to do with high school."
"Fair enough." Allison stepped back to admire her work.
Timmy studied the knots. They were very well tied and looked pretty sturdy. "Where did you learn how to do that?"
"My uncle," Allison said. "He could do anything with a piece of string. I think he was a squirly scout or something."
Timmy thought of telling Allison that he used to be a squirly scout, but she thought it sounded a bit too dorky.
"Well, thanks for the help, Timmy," Allison told him.
"It was no problem." Timmy didn't really want to leave, but it was getting kind of late.
"I guess I'll see you on Monday then?"
"Uh, right. Monday," Timmy said. Allison walked inside through her back door.
Allison flopped on her bed and sighed happily.
"What's with you?" Venus asked her godchild.
"Nothing," Allison said. But really she was thinking about Timmy. There was just something about him that made her feel really good.
"Well, you wouldn't be so happy if you answered the phone."
Allison jumped into a sitting position, ready to expect the worst. "What is it?"
"Well…" Venus paused for a while, making Allison wish she would just hurry up and tell her what was up. "You're great grandmother, on our father's side, sort of, well…died."
Allison blinked, trying to process the news. She had never known her great grandmother very well, but a death was a death. And if it was her father's, she knew a storm was brewing. Allison got the "hold it all inside" trait form her father, while her mother preferred to let everything go, which ended up driving everyone off the edge.
"Are you okay, kid?" Venus asked gingerly.
"They're gonna end up killing each other!" Allison thought horrified.
"Venus," Allison said to her fairy godmother. "I really, really wish that I didn't have to stay in the house all weekend."
Venus smiled. "I don't need much magic for that one, kid," she said. "I got a telegram from Fairy World. One of my old high school friends is getting married, and they said I could bring my godchild."
Allison brightened up. She loved going to Fairy World. "Oh, thanks, Venus! When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning."
Allison was thrilled. She hated weekends. Her parents were always fighting about the stupidest things. Who would mow the lawn, who would clean the dishes, who would fork over the remote…it all got on Allison's nerves. Venus would usually try to cheer her up on the weekends, once even soundproofing her room so she couldn't hear them arguing, but if she didn't hear it, it didn't mean that it didn't exist. She couldn't help wishing for a happy family that always got along.
Allison glanced over at Timmy's house. He saw the car leave the driveway, and a girl with red hair was waving at the front steps. She guessed this girl was the babysitter. Timmy was staring out the window at the car. As soon as the babysitter walked back inside, she saw Timmy's face disappear. Soon after, she heard maniacal laughing and a chainsaw rev up.
"Ahh, the evil babysitter," Allison thought. She never had the care of any babysitter, because her parents rarely noticed she existed. She remembered one time, right around the time she got Venus, her parents had to go visit someone out in Chicago and left her home alone for a week. Thank God she had a fairy godparent to make sure she didn't do anything stupid.
"Allison, you're getting that weird look on your face again."
Venus had flown over to where Allison was.
"What look?" Allison asked. She knew what look Venus was talking about, but she never admitted to looking like that.
"The 'man-I-wish-I-had-that-life' look," Venus answered. "Why don't you just wish for that life."
"Duh, Venus!" Allison exclaimed, amazed with her godparent's stupidity. "If I wished to make my life perfect, I wouldn't have you!"
"Oh, right," Venus said.
Allison laughed. "Maybe you should get some sleep. You need all your energy to get us to Fairy World anyway."
Venus smiled. "How right you are."
"Fairygram for Cosmo and Wanda!" shouted the telegram officer who had poofed into Timmy's bedroom.
"I'm Cosmo and Wanda!" Cosmo shouted back excitedly. How he loved telegrams!
"Here you go then," the officer said, shoving the paper in Cosmo's hands and poofing away.
Wanda flew over to where her husband was standing. "What's it say, Cosmo?"
Cosmo couldn't make out some of the words like "cordially" and "invited", but he got the general idea from it. "It says Binky and Luna are getting married!"
"Oh, our old friends from the Fairy Academy!" Wanda said with an excited tone in her voice. She took the invitation from Cosmo to read the whole thing.
"It says here," she said, "that our godchild can come, too!"
"We have a godchild!" Cosmo said, getting more excited.
"We'll tell him Timmy," Wanda said. "He might be a little, uh, busy with Vicky."
Wanda flew back into the fishbowl and turned into a fish, leaving Cosmo outside to hold the invitation. It reminded Cosmo of his and Wanda's wedding. It was such a great day, except for Mama Cosma never leaving Cosmo's side and Juandisimo barging in uninvited begging for Wanda back. The reception was at the Pointy Crown, and Cosmo had enjoyed himself a lot. He was finally with the woman of his dreams.
But lately Cosmo had felt that everything was different. He noticed that Wanda didn't seem to be as romantic as she always was. He always had a kiss for her at night, and the day before he had even tried to tell her that she meant the world to him, but she wasn't even listening. Cosmo wondered if the two of them had just burnt out completely as Timmy walked in.
"I am SO sick of Vicky!" he yelled, slamming the door. He was so angry he didn't even notice the paper in Cosmo's hand.
Cosmo hadn't even heard him. He suddenly missed Wanda, which he thought was strange, and just poofed into a fish and joined her in the castle.