Eventually, Mr. Crocker came into the room and was giving complicated math beyond fifth grade and didn't notice the three new girls in the classroom as he droned on and said that in a world where magical fairies existed, math meant nothing and a fairy could make two plus two equal fish.
"This guy is crazy." Darla whispered.
Mr. Crocker then had pieces of chalk slide out from his mouth. "Stare at the board until the lunch bell rings..." he then muttered and walked off.
"This is driving me nuts!" Timmy sprawled in his desk. "We shouldn't be sitting here, we need to find that muffin!"
"Yeah." Amber added.
"Well, Timmy, if you want your muffin back, why don't you just wish for it back?" Cosmo suggested.
"Hey, that's a great idea, Cosmo," Timmy smiled. "I wish I had the muffin back!"
"We can't do that," Wanda replied before glaring to her husband. "You know as well as I do, that muffin's magic is more powerful than ours!"
"Well, duh!" Cosmo replied. "I was just wondering why he or Annabelle haven't asked."
"Timmy, please erase his mouth." Annabelle said.
Timmy glared to his fairy godfather and erased Cosmo's mouth instantly which made him muffle and was unable to speak.
The clock then struck 12:00 and the lunch bell rang which made the students leave the classroom.
Timmy was about to go with them, but he fell from his desk and showed that there was a chain around his ankle. "What the heck?!"
"Going somewhere, Turner?" Crocker smirked as he dangled a key out of his reach. "Wait, let me answer that for you... NO!"
Annabelle soon got out a paperclip and used it to pick the lock on the shackle attached to the chain on Timmy's ankle.
"Why did you chain Timmy to his desk?" Darla glared at the insane schoolteacher while Annabelle was working.
"So he won't get in my way, of course," Mr. Crocker smiled darkly. "I need him here so I can find his muffin-shaped source of magical energy before he does! And proof once and for all the existence of... FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" he then grinned, jumped over Timmy's desk, and rushed off to find the Fairy-Versary muffin.
"I gotcha, Timmy." Annabelle smiled as she freed the boy.
"Thanks for the help, Annabelle." Timmy smiled back to her.
"Come on, we better hurry to the cafeteria and find that muffin before Mr. Crocker does." Amber said as they then rushed out of the classroom and ended up in the hallway.
"That shouldn't be any problem," Timmy smiled nonchalantly. "How hard can it be to find one stinkin' muffin?"
"Yeah." Darla said.
However, as soon as they got into the cafeteria...
"All right, it's Muffin Monday!" the man from earlier cheered.
The students cheered with him and they all threw muffins into the air.
"I thought it was Monkey Monday." AJ frowned as he put his caged primate on the table.
"Aw, great," Chester groaned as he took out a muffler. "What am I supposed to do with this?!"
"Oh, come on!" Darla complained.
"Oh, no, Crocker's gonna get the muffin first!" Timmy panicked.
Timmy and the girls then looked around for the muffin.
"Come on, which one is the right one?" Amber asked, looking around.
"I feel like it's so obvious!" Darla groaned.
"Same here." Annabelle said.
The four of them kept looking all around for the muffin, but so far had no luck. Luckily for them however, neither did Mr. Crocker, but he seemed close as he came to one table that had the right muffin on it.
"Oh, no, Crocker's gonna get the muffin first!" Timmy panicked.
"Cover your ears," Darla told the others. "I have a plan and it's going to get very loud."
"You heard her." Amber said before covering her own ears.
Timmy and Annabelle wondered why to do that, then they did it than to find out.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Darla yelled at the top of her lungs.
And where this caused for a food fight to start.
"Works for me," Chester stood on top of his table and threw his muffler. "Whoo-hoo!"
Darla cleared her throat and smiled after her scream which was always super-effective, even before she discovered her Silver Crystal powers.
"What a woman." Timmy smiled as his eyes actually changed into the shapes of hearts.
"It is a fight of food!" an Indian boy cheered as he then threw the Fairy-Versary muffin.
"NOOO!" Mr. Crocker yelped.
"Yes!" Amber, Annabelle, and Darla cheered.
"Darla, you're a genius!" Timmy smiled as he hugged her.
"Oh, um, thank you..." Darla blinked in the hug with a small smile.
Timmy then let go of her and ran by the monkey's cage, but then unlocked it and freed the monkey, he felt sad for him, then picked up a muffin to give to the monkey. "Come on, Bippy, join the party!"
Bippy smiled once he was free and joined the others in the food fight party.
"Alright, time to play a little catch." Annabelle said.
"Guys, give us a hand!" Timmy told his fairies.
Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray then magicked baseball umpire outfits with catcher's mitts for the four kids and they were now going to try to catch the muffins to find out which was the right one, they caught muffins and bit into them to tell which muffin was which.
"Blueberry." Timmy frowned.
"Cranberry." Amber frowned.
"Banana nut." Annabelle frowned.
"Guh, zucchini apple?" Darla stuck her tongue out.
"Why would anyone bake that kind of muffin?" Timmy asked.
"Ya got me..." Darla patted on her tongue in disgust.
"Oat... Wheat... Poppy Seed!" Mr. Crocker couldn't find the right muffin either.
Bippy was full as he had eaten a lot of muffins, but was still having a lot of fun.
"There it is!" Annabelle cheered. "I got it, I got it!" she then ran backward to catch the muffin, but unfortunately tripped backward over Chester's muffler.
The muffin then went in the air and Bippy took a bite out of this muffin, but it was gross, even for him, and he suddenly was lifted in the air as he chattered in nervousness until he then granted a wish in monkey talk.
"Oh, no!" Darla screamed.
"He's making a WISH!" Timmy yelped and ran with the others once Bippy was powered and energized by the magic of the muffin.
"I understood what he was saying and I know what he wished for!" Darla told them.
Before anything else could be said or done, the whole school glowed and the world seemed to change. The buildings were bamboo based and every human figure in the universe had been replaced by primates such as Mount Rushmore, the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco became banana based, The Lincoln Memorial became 'Ape Braham Lincoln', and even the Statue of Liberty in New York City became a gorilla. And where the whole planet was changed.
There was a more jungly atmosphere as the Sphinx of Egypt became a giant ape with banana pyramids, Big Ben in London became a great big banana with a clock on it, and even the Eiffel Tower in Paris France became a giant banana peel surrounded by palm trees. Timmy, Darla, Amber, and Annabelle then fell in the middle of one jungle zone which scared off a couple of sleeping leopards. Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray shortly joined after them.
"Oh, no, everything's a jungle!" Timmy panicked. "Is this what Bippy wished for?"
"Yep, this was Bippy's wish; now apes rule the planet." Darla said.
"Yeah, he was being pretty clear." Cosmo agreed.
"You speak 'Monkey'?" Wanda asked her husband and the blonde girl.
"Yep, I can talk to animals." Darla smiled.
"Besides, somebody in this family has to!" Cosmo added in.
Suddenly, there was a slight explosion which knocked them all down.
"You three, Fairy World, NOW!" Jorgen grabbed Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray into his giant fist and poofed away with them without another word.
"Why did Jorgen take them away?" Darla asked.
"It can't be good." Annabelle said, a little nervous since they were without magic.
"Come on, girls, the only way to fix this is to get that muffin back!" Timmy proclaimed.
The big cats then came back and snarled to the four kids.
"And not get eaten by leopards!" Timmy yelped before running with the girls to get away from the hungry predators.
"We could really use my big brother's help right about now!" Darla screamed.
"Too bad he's not here!" Amber yelped, knowing that Atticus and the others had gone on an Equestrian vacation out of this universe.
However, little did they know, there was an Atticus in this alternate world, but they would find that out later.
