A/N: This is not my idea. My good friend, ambercharae, asked me to write this. So this is for her. I finally got around to it! XD Well, I hope it's what you had in mind, and I hope you enjoy. Too bad you have to work so much, but at least you'll have a few days off for Christmas, right? For everyone else, keep in mind this is a PARODY.

Disclaimer: I do not own GX or the original fairy tale. I don't even own this idea. XD

Chapter 1: The Fairy "Godmother"

The sun seeped in through the drapes of the boy's bedroom. As the rays hit his eyelids, he moaned softly, realizing that morning had come. Yawning, he sat up and blinked in the golden light.

"Time to begin another great day," He muttered sarcastically as he flung the sheets aside, then went into his closet grumbling to himself. "Why do I have to live with those two anyway? I can't stand them one more day. I hate my damn brothers! It's always 'Chazz, you have to do your part' and 'Chazz, live up to the Princeton name!' and 'Chazz, stop being a slacker. We're counting on you!.' Humph! If I had any say about it, those two would be lying in a ditch somewhere far, far away."

He pulled on his black trench coat and sniffed again. Then, grumbling under his breath, stormed downstairs.

"Well, it seems as though the slacker finally decided to get his ass up!" Jagger sneered as Chazz walked into the kitchen.

"Shut up and leave me alone." Chazz growled menacingly, daring them to test what patience he had.

"How dare you speak to us like that!" Slade snapped, seizing him by the neck, "Do you want father to know about how you've been slacking?"

"I-I never meant…" Chazz tried to conceal his fear. "Lemme down!"

"Only if you do your part!"

"Ok, Ok, I'll do anything!"

"Fine." Slade growled, dropping him, "But if you fail to become Duel Monsters' best, then we'll have to go to extreme measures, understand?"

Chazz only nodded.

"Good," Jagger said approvingly, "Now, stay here and practice with your tutor. Slade and I have important work to do. And you'd better work hard."

As the door slammed, Chazz let out a heavy sigh. "Of course I'll work hard. So I can get away from you two! I have to get out of here somehow."

Sighing heavily, he flopped down at the base of the stairs. "Why can't things be different? Why can't I just be zapped somewhere else, in someone else's life? I'd even be Jaden! If I could just get away from these freaks…I'd do anything."
"Anything?" came a laughing voice.

Immediately, Chazz jumped to his feet. "Who's there?"

"Just me." Atticus swung down from the ceiling, "Ta-da!!!"

"Atticus?! What are YOU doing here?"

Atticus smiled widely and pointed a finger in the air. "I'm your fairy godmother."

"But Atticus…" Chazz said, confused, "You're a guy. And I went to school with you. In fact, I saw you yesterday in class before we let out for spring break! How could you possibly be…"

Atticus' eyes gleamed mischievously. "Well, I am your fairy godmother."

Chazz raised an eyebrow. "How'd you get in here anyway? We have tight security!"

Atticus shrugged. "As I said before, I'm your fairy godmother. Fairies can get through walls and security."

Chazz groaned. "No, Atticus, you are not."

"Yes I am."

"Prove it!" Chazz challenged.

"Fine, I will." Atticus waved his hand. Purple glitter flew everywhere as he produced a bouquet of flowers. "Ta-da!"

"That's the oldest trick in the book!" Chazz scoffed.

"So what? It's the real deal this time." He waved his hand again, causing them to disappear. "Don't believe me? I can turn a pumpkin into a car."

Chazz snorted. "I don't believe it."

"Very well." Atticus waved his hand, producing a pumpkin. Then, waving his hand again, a car appeared in Chazz's living room.

Chazz stared with wide eyes. "How did you…I mean--what the…Wait. Couldn't you just have made the car appear without going through the pumpkin step?"

"Where's the fun in that?" Atticus asked, shrugging, "Anyway, I know how badly your brothers treat you. So I'm going to be here for you if you need anything. Ok?"

"Um, Ok…"

"I'll see you later."
"No, wait!"

It was too late. Atticus disappeared in a puff of sparkly purple dust. Chazz sighed and sat on the steps again.

"Now what am I going to do?" Sighing again, he propped his chin in his hands. "Nothing is solved and…" He stopped, his eyes widening. "Oh NO! The car…it's still there! What am I going to do?!"

He ran around the foyer in circles, trying to think of some way to move it. Before he could do anything, though, he heard the scraping of keys on the front door.

"Oh NOOOO!!!!" He wailed.

At that moment, his parents entered the house. They stared at him running around, freaking out and then at the mess. There were several petals on the floor, sparkly dust all over their once clean white carpet, and a car in their living room on top of the formerly grand piano. They stared at Chazz.

"Chazz!" His mother gasped, "What happened in here?"

"I didn't, I didn't--it's not my fault, it was Atticus and he was here and, and, and…" He sputtered, flapping his arms wildly, "I didn't mean, I couldn't stop him! I didn't know!"

His father walked over to the car, in awe. "How did you get this in here without making a hole in the wall?"

"I keep telling you, I didn't do it!" Chazz wailed, looking panicked. "It was Atticus!!"

"Who's Atticus?" Mrs. Princeton asked, confused.

"Alexis Rhodes' brother!"

"Who is Alexis Rhodes?"

"Oh, forget it. They're just classmates. I don't know how he got in here, but he did, and this is what happened."

"Well, next time your friends come over to play, don't make such a mess." Mr. Princeton told him, scowling, "It costs money to get these things fixed, you know."

"I know, but we're rich…"

Mrs. Princeton glared at him as well. "You need to learn the value of a dollar, Chazz. That's why your father and I made a decision. It was a hard one to make, but you need to learn to not take things for granted. Nor should you be so spoiled. That's why you're going to work for your brothers in their share of the Princeton Corporation. You will do whatever they tell you to."

"B-b-but…" He sputtered, staring at his parents. "I-I-I didn't do this--"

"You need to learn to take responsibility for your actions." Mr. Princeton said. "I'm tired of your attitude. Now, go to your room."

"Great," Chazz muttered, climbing the stairs, "Now my brothers can get on my case for absolutely no reason now. This sucks!"

"I'm sorry." Atticus told him, sliding down the banister.

"Where'd you--how'd you--what the--" Chazz stared at him. "How did you get back in my house?"

Atticus grinned. "I have my ways."

"GET OUT!!" Chazz pointed towards the door.

"I would regret that later if I were you."

"What do you mean?" Chazz narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, I'm a fairy godmother. I can do whatever I want to you. All I have to do is wave my hand." Atticus said with another shrug, "Of course, that also means I can make your life easier."
Chazz froze. "What did you say?"

"I can make your life easier." Atticus repeated.

"How so?"

"Chazz, who are you talking to? Go to your room!" His mom yelled.

"Mom, I'm on my way right now--whoa!" Turning back around, he saw Atticus was gone. "No! Now I'll never know what he meant."

He began to ascend the steps until he slipped on a piece of paper and fell. Cursing, he bent down and picked it up.

"First ever Duel Academy Ball! This Spring Break…"

He looked around, puzzled, then smirked. "I guess Atticus really did know what he was talking about."

He hurried back up to his room, anticipating Atticus' next visit. After all, his life was bound to be a lot more interesting from then on.

A/N: I'm sorry. That was crap. XP I tried! T.T Well, I will try to write this all this week or next. And it won't be terribly long. Bear with me! XD