Chapter Four
Another beautiful morning in Dimmsdale. It was even more beautiful for Timmy as he remembered last night. Vicky getting back exactly what she tried to inflict on him was sweet payback - fairy style.
"Morning, Sweetie", Wanda said as she and Cosmo poofed out of their fishbowl.
"Morning, Wanda. Morning, Cosmo", Timmy replied, "Wow, I'm really happy about last night. Perhaps Icky Vicky will finally get the hint.
"Timmy, Breakfast!", Mrs. Turner called from downstairs. Wanda quickly poofed Timmy into his school clothes, with his ubiquitous pink hat.
With a "Thanks, Wanda", Timmy headed downstairs. Wanda watched him go with a smile.
"Timmy's learning to say 'Thank You' without being prompted", Wanda commented, "looks like Vicky getting her just desserts agrees with him".
"Kevin says 'Thank You' too, you know", Cosmo replied while jamming his right index finger up his left nostril.
"Cosmo, Rocks don't have manners...or intelligence for that matter", Wanda pointed out, "and neither do you at times", she thought to herself.
"Well, at least I can't have anvils raining down on me here in the house any more", Cosmo replied, "Watch".
With that, Cosmo poofed an anvil up above his head. However, this time, when the anvil hit Cosmo, he felt it, and he also felt the floor when he and the anvil crunched to the ground.
"Uh, Cosmo", Wanda said as she poofed the anvil away, "the Justice Field doesn't work on things you do to yourself".
"Thanks for pointing that out", Cosmo weakly replied.
Downstairs, Timmy walked into the kitchen and was pulled up short. On the table were plates of cold oatmeal, with plenty more stacked in boxes behind Mr. and Mrs. Turner, who were standing behind the table holding boxes of the oatmeal.
"Guess what you're having for breakfast this morning", Mrs. Turner said.
"I'll give you a hint: It rhymes with mold moatmeal", Mr. Turner said.
Timmy smiled. Making sure that his 'wristwatch' was in view, he replied, "Well, I wish you'd give me bacon and eggs".
Up in Timmy's bedroom, Timmy's wish came through loud and clear through a small speaker by his bed. Cosmo and Wanda raised their wands. POOF.
Mrs. Turner simply put the plate of cold oatmeal on the table at Timmy's place, but when she looked down at the plate, it was instead two eggs over easy, and three strips of juicy artery-clogging bacon .
"Thanks, Mom!" Timmy said as he sat down and began devouring his repast.
"Hmm", why do I seem to forget about making Timmy hot breakfast all the time?" Mrs. Turner thought.
"Hey", Mr. Turner objected, "He's got Macon and Meggs. Why does he eat the good stuff while I have to eat my mold moatmeal?"
Mrs. Turner pulled a cord attached to the ceiling in response. Normally, this would cover her husband in a pile of cold cereal, or whatever they stocked up on. In this case, it was oatmeal. However, thanks to the Justice Field, Mrs. Turner got covered instead.
"Honey?" Mr. Turner called out, "Where have you gone to? Gone to fix me some Macon and Meggs?"
After eating his breakfast, Timmy headed back upstairs and got his schoolbooks. Wanda and a restored Cosmo (thanks to Wanda's wand) poofed into their disguised positions upon the front of his lunchbox.
"See you later, Mom. Dad", Timmy called out as he ran back downstairs and left the house to catch the bus.
On the bus, he was sitting down and chatting with A.J. and Chester when the bus stopped. The driver reached for his microphone.
"All passengers prepare for the act of submission. Here is the great Trixie Tang!", he announced.
Most of the children on board the bus went into their "We're not worthy" routine as Trixie came on board the bus and walked down the aisle with her hulk of a bodyguard Rochford following.
"Hi, Empty Bus Seat", she said as she passed by Timmy's seat. Rochford looked down at Timmy with a sneer as he passed.
As Trixie sat down in a seat in the popular kids section - with Rochford taking up his position guarding it - Timmy sighed. How could he ever impress Trixie?
At the next bus stop, Tootie got on board. She walked down the aisle and sat down in the empty seat that was directly across the aisle from Timmy.
"Hi, Timmy", Toote said with the usual look of love on her face.
"Hi, Tootie", Timmy mumbled.
"I had a great night last night", Tootie said, "Vicky's room had been trashed, she shocked herself instead of Mom and Dad, and she ended up half-drowned in the bathroom when she tried to give me a swirly".
"Really?" Timmy asked. Tootie nodded.
"And this morning, when she tried to shove me out of the way in the bathroom, she ended up shoving herself out of the way instead. For some reason, she's been getting back all of what she's been trying to inflict. Dad and Mom aren't exactly sad about it", she added.
Timy nodded and sat back in his seat. So, his little favor for Tootie got Vicky lots of payback at her own house. Not exactly a bad way to start the day, hearing this news. Timmy smiled. Tootie smiled at Timmy's expression.
Timmy's smile soon evaporated as the bus pulled up outside the school. Timmy saw Francis and his team of bullying thugs walking in the front. Francis looked at Timmy and pounded his fist into his hand. Timmy gulped.
"If only Francis could suffer like Vicky did last night", Tootie said as she stood from her seat and walked up the aisle to the exit of the bus. She saw Francis' not-so-subtle threat.
Timmy thought about that, then he whispered to his lunchbox, "I wish that the Justice Field was established around Dimmsdale Elementary School".
Wanda replied, "Are you sure that's a good idea, Sport?"
"I'm on it!", Cosmo replied raising his wand. POOF.
Timmy smiled. If the field worked as well here as at both his home and Tootie's, then bullying would soon be a thing of the past...