CHAPTER THREE
"You're right, Son", Agatha said to Brendan after he explained the situation to her, "this could potentially create problems".
"If the recent 'Buxaplenty Affair' is any indication, Mom", Brendan replied, "then you have a remarkable flair for the understatement". Brendan was referring to the recent court case in which Remy Buxaplenty had lost his fairy godparent because of an insane vendetta that Remy had had against Timmy Turner.
Agatha shook her head at her son's comment, and then gestured in the direction of her husband.
"Speaking of flair, Dear", Agatha said, "What do you think of your Dad's?"
"I must admit, he's really becoming very graceful in his art", Brendan said with a broad smile, "It's nice for him to be able to live his ambitions openly. It's just amazing that given Dad's tough reputation, he can be such a nimble dancer".
Agatha smiled and nodded. Luther had – at a class reunion some years ago – come out and publicly said that he had an ambition to be a ballet dancer. His abilities in that field were coming in handy with Tootie, who also enjoyed ballet.
Tootie had wished that her bedroom were turned into a ballet studio for her to practice in. Luther had done so, and he was also performing as Tootie's ballet instructor. Luther had POOF-ed himself into human form (complete with black ballet tights) so that he could give precise instructions to Tootie, (who was wearing a tights-and-tutu combination POOF-ed up by Agatha).
At this present time, Luther was demonstrating a complex pirouette routine to Tootie, and Tootie was really amazed at the dexterity and grace that Luther was showing.
"Wow, Luther", Tootie said, "You can really pirouette! I've been rather mediocre at it, I'm afraid".
"It just takes practice, Tootie", Luther replied, "it took me a while to master it, but I'm willing to continue teaching you if you want. After all, if I can do it, you certainly can! You have a natural flair for dance, so it'll happen".
"I could instead just wish to be an expert ballet dancer, couldn't I?" Tootie asked, "it would save a lot of time learning the hard way".
"You could", Luther replied, "but it can only be useful for fun. If you decided to use magical-enhanced ballet in competition, it would not work as DA RULES forbids using magic to gain an unfair advantage in contests".
"Pity", Tootie replied, "but then, I'm glad to have you teaching me. Did you ever publicly perform?" she asked.
"Yes, I recently performed at the Fairy World Opera House in 'The Nutcracker Suite'", Luther replied.
Tootie beamed. 'The Nutcracker' was her favorite ballet.
Agatha knew all about that. She was at the premier performance watching her husband perform. There was however – in the same audience - a critic from the Fairy World Times who dumped on Luther's dancing in a news article. That critic – for some strange unexplained reason the following day - had suffered several broken bones, massive contusions, and a concussion. And interestingly enough, there were no more negative reviews about Luther in any Fairy World paper from then on out.
Just then, Tootie heard a car pull into the driveway. She walked on over and saw that her parents had arrived home.
"Looks like we'll have to stop this lesson for a while", Tootie grumbled, "I wish my room was back to normal, please Luther".
Luther POOF-ed back into fairy form, and then both he and his wife raised their wands and POOF-ed Tootie's room back to what it looked like. Next, Agatha POOF-ed Tootie's tutu away and restored her original clothes.
"Thank you", Tootie said to Luther and Agatha before heading downstairs to meet her parents.
"Brendan was talking to me about Tootie knowing the godchild of Cosmo and Wanda", Agatha explained to Luther after her had POOF-ed off his ballet tights and POOF-ed back on his normal tough-guy clothes, "so should we talk to Cosmo and Wanda about this? There could be come potential problems, given Tootie's crush on their godchild"
"It's probably a very good idea that we do so", Luther replied, "but remember that we can't tell Tootie about Cosmo's and Wanda's godchild . It's something that she has to find out about herself".
"When do you want to do it?" Agatha asked.
"I don't like the idea of leaving Tootie alone", Luther answered, "so I don't really know at the moment".
"If you like, Dad", Brendan spoke up, "I can do it. Both of them listen to me, and this also affects Timantha".
Luther and Agatha nodded. As Tootie's unrequited love was whom Timantha used to be, it was necessary to let her in on this.
As they were pondering this question, Tootie ran outside and hugged her parents in greeting.
"Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad", she said as she hugged them both.
"We've got great news, Tootie", Mr. Flannigan said, "Your sister Vicky is going to be in jail for a while. She was arrested for causing a traffic accident. While in custody, she called Mom and I up demanding that we bail her out, plus get her car out of impound and fixed, but we pointed out to her that since we had no money to spare, she was on her own!"
"Serves her right for stealing most of our spare money", Mrs. Flannigan replied with a broad smile, "but it makes a bright start to the summer!"
"Anyway, we have another surprise for you, Tootie", Mr. Flannigan said as he walked around to the back of the car and opened the trunk.
Tootie looked in and cried in glee. There was her trunk of toy wands that she had been forced to sell by Vicky a couple of weeks ago.
"How did you get them, Dad?" she asked.
"The person you sold them to on eBay turned out to be a work colleague of mine. He knew what kind of person Vicky was like, and guessed why you were selling them. So, he brought them so that you could give the money to Vicky, but then he gave them back to me to give to you.
"Oh, please thank him for his kindness for me when you see him next", Tootie asked.
"I've already done so", Mr. Flannigan asked, "Now, I'll help you get the trunk upstairs to your room. But you'd better keep them in your closet so that Vicky doesn't know".
"Well, hopefully, it will be a while before she gets out of jail", Tootie replied as she grabbed the grab handle on one side while Mr. Flannigan grabbed the other.
Looking out the window – unseen from below – Luther and Agatha looked down at Tootie and her parents.
"They really are caring parents, aren't they?" Agatha commented.
"Yes they are, but they are also prisoners of Vicky's vindictiveness. Let's hope that Tootie is right about Vicky staying in jail for a long time", Luther replied. He then turned to face Brendan.
"You'd better give Timantha a call and let her know that you need to see her, and her parents", Luther suggested.
"I'm on it, Dad", Brendan said, picking up hid fairy cell phone and then POOF-ing out.
Luther and Agatha POOF-ed back into the birdcage in their parakeet disguises and waited for Tootie and her father to come into the room carrying the trunk of toy wands.
Outside the house – hidden at the top of a tree in the back yard – Brendan tapped in the call code for Timantha on his fairy cell phone. He heard it ring a couple of times, then he heard Timantha pick it up.
"Hi, Brendan", Timantha said into the phone, "I wasn't expecting you to call so soon. What's up?"
"I have to see you as soon as possible, Timantha", Brendan said, "There's something that not only you, but Cosmo and Wanda needs to know about".
On the other end of the phone, Timantha was looking at her parents playing a V-cube game with new Timmy. At the time of the call, she had been in her goldfish disguise swimming around in the fishbowl for exercise when Brendan had called. Thank goodness that the fairy cell phones could be used by fish fins as well as hands, she thought.
"What is it, Brendan?" Timantha asked, noticing the tone of seriousness in her boyfriend's voice.
"The godchild of my parents is someone who you know", Brendan replied, "and it could cause problems".
"Who is it?" Timantha asked.
"Tootie Flannigan", Brendan replied.
Timantha didn't answer for a couple of seconds. Tootie now had fairy godparents?!! This could be potentially damaging.
"You'd better get over here now", Timantha said, "I'll let Mom, Dad, and my cousin know you're on your way".
"Remember DA RULES, Timantha", Brendan cautioned, "Timmy cannot be told by us, or your parents about Tootie having fairy godparents. He has to find that out for himself".
"Oh yes, you're right", Timantha replied, "well, can you get over here to the fishbowl then? I'll let Mom and Dad know".
"On my way", Brendan replied.