AN: It's been awhile, sorry. School stuff happened then I utterly forgot. I hope this chapter was worth the wait.

Timmy, Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, and Anti-Cosmo appeared in a gray hallway that used to be in Anti-Cosmo's Castle. A large flow of pink and light blue butterflies flew out of Anti-Cosmo's mouth once they arrived.

"Butterflies?" Timmy asked.

"Anti-barf," Wanda said.

Suddenly an alarm went off. "FAIRIES DETECTED," it said, then repeated continuously.

"Something tells me that isn't good," Cosmo said.

A lot of pixies suddenly poofed in a circle around them. Anti-Binky, Head Pixie, and Sanderson appear in the front of the circle.

"Well, that was fast. I barely had to torture your pathetic family," Anti-Binky said, smiling. He noticed the butterflies attaching themselves to the lights on the ceiling. "Still in deep agony by your illness, I see. Perfect. Let's make it worse." Anti-Binky looked at a paper and poofed up a green-hued cookie.

Cosmo crossed his arms at Anti-Binky. "I'm not going to eat that. Wanda got mad at me last time."

"Oh, he's learning. That's new," Anti-Binky said.

Wanda lifted her wand behind her back.

"Don't even try to poof away," a pixie behind them said.

"We can track fairy magic anywhere in Anti-Fairy World," Head Pixie said.

'Fairy magic?' Anti-Cosmo thought and glanced at his wand. 'Pixies are always very particular. But the odds of success aren't that likely if you do it'

"The Anti-idiot is thinking. Let us ruin your plans even more." Anti-Binky said and with his gray phone he made Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof vanish, making their wands fall to the ground.

"NO!" Timmy cried and went to their wands. "What did you do to them?"

"He just teleported them," Anti-Cosmo said. "But once Anti-Binky is taken care of, Timothy, they'll be fine."

Anti-Binky laughed. "You think you can take me down, you maggot? How humorous." Anti-Binky said and floated in front of Anti-Cosmo. Anti-Cosmo pointed his wand at Anti-Binky, which made him laugh some more. He grabbed Anti-Cosmo by the shirt and lifted him off the ground. "You're a pathetic excuse for an anti-fairy. You can't even use magic. I'm going to finish what I started and reclaim your precious Anti-Fairy World as my own. How would you like that?"

Anti-Cosmo just stared at him. He looked like he was thinking.

"Any last words?" Anti-Binky asked taking one hand off of Anti-Cosmo and used it to hold his magical phone.

Anti-Cosmo looked at Timmy, who was holding all of his fairies' wands in his arms. "Timothy, I can assure you I'll regret this immensely."

"What?" Timmy asked as Anti-Cosmo grabbed a white paper from Anti-Binky's pocket with his hand not holding his wand.

Anti-Binky grabbed Anti-Cosmo's wrist, but Anti-Cosmo didn't let go of the paper. "What do you think you're doing?" Anti-Binky asked

"Something stupid," Anti-Cosmo said. He already looked to be regretting his decision as his wand glowed dark blue. Suddenly, in a dark blue cloud, both Timmy and Anti-Cosmo disappeared.

Sanderson stared at Anti-Binky, who was staring at where Anti-Cosmo used to be in shock. "I thought your recipe made him unable to use magic. This is a violation of the contract." Sanderson said.

All the pixies started poofing away, leaving Anti-Binky to float there and build up even more anger towards Anti-Cosmo.

~~~~~~~~~000~~~~~~~~~

In their confinement room, Anti-Wanda and Foop heard the loud "FAIRIES DETECTED".

"Fairies detected?" Food questioned.

"I thought fairies don't care about us Anti-Fairies," Anti-Wanda said.

"They don't. Do you think Father is here with our counterparts?"

Anti-Wanda shrugged. Thinking wasn't her strong suit. Suddenly, next to the anti-fairies' table appeared an identical gray table with Wanda and Poof chained to it. "Well looky there," Anti-Wanda said, "It's the people we were just talking about. Do ya know where Anti-Cozzie is?"

Wanda started trying to break the chains while Poof answered. "We appeared together in the middle of the castle, then Anti-Binky poofed us away from Anti-Cosmo and Timmy. Do you know where they might have poofed Dad to?"

"Nope," Anti-Wanda said.

"Probably somewhere where they can make him more healthy," Foop said, not happy that his counterpart was in the same room.

"What will they do to Timmy?" Wanda asked, still trying to break the chains.

"I don't know. The pixies only take away my weapons and ask us where Father is," Foop said.

"Maybe we should make an escape plan," Poof suggested.

The rest of the fairies and anti-fairies in the room agreed with Poof.

~~~~~~~~~000~~~~~~~~~

Anti-Cosmo and Timmy appeared in an abandoned room that was dull and gray with a random counter that spread along the wall on one side of the room. "What happened?" Timmy asked, still holding onto the three wands of his fairies. Instead of answering Timmy's question, Anti-Cosmo fell to the ground unconscious. "Anti-Cosmo?" Timmy asked concerned. The anti-fairy was paler and colder than before and barely breathing. "Aah, what am I going to do?" Timmy panicked. He started running in circles around Anti-Cosmo's unconscious body but stopped after he decided it was making too much noise and accomplished nothing. That's when Timmy noticed the paper in Anti-Cosmo's hand and grabbed it. It was titled Fairy Health Cookie Recipe. 'Why did Anti-Cosmo grab this? To stop that anti-fairy from making more?' Timmy thought. He decided that it wasn't important and put the paper in his pocket and started staring at the unconscious evil genius. 'Okay Turner, you have to think. How would you wake up an anti-fairy.' Timmy thought, then thought about everything he knows about anti-fairies. "Bad luck would probably work," Timmy thought out loud. He put down the wands and started looking for anything that brought bad luck, which didn't seem that hard in the bad luck king's castle.

Timmy walked up to the counter and found a small hand held mirror that already had a small crack in the corner. the handle of the mirror had the same dull gray color as the rest of the room. "Hopefully this works," Timmy said and looked at Anti-Cosmo as he dropped the mirror. As it shattered, Anti-Cosmo's hand holding his wand twitched a little, but that was it. "I guess I need more bad luck," Timmy thought out loud and started looking around. He didn't get very far in his search before a familiar pixelated gray poof appeared. In panic, Timmy froze.

"Master Anti-Cosmo, what happened to you?" a weird accented anti-fairy asked, obviously panicking. The anti-fairy was wearing a light gray suit that all pixies wear, but it was big on his incredibly skronky body. His face looked like Jorgen's, but with a black and blue color scheme. The ani-fairy started shaking Anti-Cosmo with no results in waking him.

"You're the opposite of Jorgen right?" Timmy asked, which scared the anti-fairy immensely.

"Who are you? What did you do to Anti-Cosmo?" the anti-fairy asked.

"I'm Timmy Turner, and I didn't do anything to Anti-Cosmo. Do you know where regular Cosmo is? And Wanda and Poof?"

The anti-fairy got more scared. "Fairies are here?" he asked.

It was pretty obvious that Anti-Jorgen had no idea what was going on, but Timmy couldn't find anything without magic and didn't have a plan. "We should wake up Anti-Cosmo. He can probably save Anti-Fairy World from the pixies," Timmy suggested.

"Yeah, he's very powerful don't cha know. I don't even know how we got concerned in the first place."

"It's probably because he's sick," Timmy said.

"He's what?" Anti-Jorgen asked, seeming even more scared. "Oh jeez, we're doomed. Anti-Binky is going to control me again."

"That won't happen. Anti-Cosmo has a plan, I think, and I'm pretty sure he'll wake up with bad luck."

"But bad luck will bring all the anti-fairies. That's why I came. Anti-Binky will come too."

"Then," Timmy stopped to think for a second, "me and Anti-Cosmo can hide while you make bad luck."

"okay," Anti-Jorgen said. He didn't sound like he was confident in the plan, but he raised his magical gray phone anyway.

~~~~~~~~~000~~~~~~~~~

In a gray poof, Cosmo was in a black barred cage without his wand. "Where's Wanda and Poof and Timmy?" Cosmo asked. Nobody was around, so he didn't get an answer. The room around him was dull and gray with only a darker gray door on one of the walls. His cage was against three walls with the door about five feet in front of the wall-less set of bars. Cosmo just floated there for a while, seeing how for his arm can stick out of the bars. After a bit, Anti-Binky appeared and looked furious.

"Where is your stupid counterpart?" Anti-Binky growled.

"I thought I was the stupid one," Cosmo said, not seeming to notice how angry Anti-Binky is.

"You're both the stupid one, you idiot," Anti-Binky yelled and grabbed Cosmo's arm then pushed him against the bars. "Where's Anti-Cosmo?"

"I-I don't know," Cosmo said. Anti-Binky growled and angerly poofed away. Suddenly a light green cookie appeared in Cosmo's hands, and it smelled delicious.

~~~~~~~~~000~~~~~~~~~

Timmy and a still unconscious Anti-Cosmo were in an empty closet that was in attached to the room they appeared. Timmy was curious why Anti-Cosmo had a room with just a counter with an empty walk in closet, but he had bigger problems. Timmy watched Anti-Jorgen smash mirrors, spill salt, and float under ladders that he poofs up from the crack at the bottom of the door. A lot of anti-fairies, all wearing gray suits, have appeared, gotten disappointed that it's not a human getting all the bad luck, and leave.

The bad luck was working, but more slowly than usual because humans getting bad luck is much more powerful than an anti-fairy getting bad luck, but Timmy couldn't get the bad luck or he'd probably get captured. Anyways, Anti-Cosmo was getting more conscious, as seen by him holding onto his wand tighter and sometimes quietly mumbling inaudible things, but he was still ultimately out cold.

After a while of bad luck giving Anti-Binky appeared, scaring Anti-Jorgen. "What the hell are you doing?" Anti-Binky asked angerly.

"I w-was trying t-to attract Anti-Cosmo for you, M-Master," Anti-Jorgen studdered in fear.

"I forgot how much I loathe you, but keep it up. He's bound to show up eventually." Anti-Binky said and started smashing the mirrors very violently.

Timmy got worried. How was he supposed to escape when the main person they're avoiding was there. Now that Anti-Binky was there, when anti-fairies showed up, they poofed away in fear rather than disappointment. 'That's kind of weird,' Timmy thought.

"Is Anti-Binky out there?" a familiar voice quietly mumbled. Timmy turned around and saw Anti-Cosmo with his eyes barely open. He was sitting up, but heavily leaning on his arms. Timmy nodded in reply, he didn't want to make to much noise for Anti-Binky to hear. Anti-Cosmo quietly groaned and hung his head. "Of course he is," Anti-Cosmo mumbled.

"Do you have a plan?" Timmy asked quietly. Anti-Cosmo looked at his wand. "Have a plan that doesn't involve magic?"

"Anti-Jorgen is out there too right?" Anti-Cosmo asked. Timmy nodded. "How good is your Anti-Jorgen impression?"

"I can't do an Anti-Jorgen impression," Timmy whispered.

Anti-Cosmo exhaled in annoyance. "Why did I even bother to bring you along? You are completely and utterly useless."

"Hey, I'm not useless. I had the bad luck idea, and that worked... sorta."

"Oh yes, because making me want to use magic to give people bad luck and putting the main enemy right outside the only door is the pure exemplification of a utilitarian stratagem," Anti-Cosmo said sarcastically.

Timmy didn't know exactly what Anti-Cosmo was saying at the end but figured that it basically was putting down his plan. "I'm only ten! I don't see you creating a better plan."

"I did have a better plan. This room was specifically made to be random and boring so it can be overlooked. I intended for you to cry in a corner or something until we could make magic cookies, but you had to ruin it all and now everything's doomed."

Timmy was about to say something, but the background noise of breaking mirrors and poofing up stuff with pixie magic stopped. Anti-Cosmo and Timmy both realized that their argument was getting slowly louder, and was probably hearable through the closed door. Both of them went onto the floor and started looking out the crack at the bottom of the door. Anti-Jorgen was decently close to the door, while Anti-Binky was farther away and looking at Anti-Jorgen. "Did you hear that?" Anti-Binky asked.

"H-hear what?" Anti-Jorgen studdered.

Anti-Binky closed his eyes and buried his face in his hands. "You are such an idiot," he mumbled. Anti-Jorgen looked back at the door Anti-Cosmo and Timmy were behind, obviously not knowing what to do.

Anti-Cosmo exhaled in annoyance, but his exhale sounded kind of like a whimper. "M-Maybe we could find Anti-Cosmo faster if we go to a more well-traveled area," Anti-Cosmo said loudly in a perfect impression of Anti-Jorgen. The real Anti-Jorgen looked back at Anti-Binky.

Anti-Binky lifted his head out of his hands. "Well, of course we would! What kind of idiotic place is this random room to have a bad luck fest!? I don't even think it has an anti-magic detector in it, this room is that obsolete! And we should start using black cats too, you idiot." In a pixely gray cloud that said 'moving location' all the mirrors, ladders, and salt disappeared along with Anti-Binky and Anti-Jorgen.

"Wow Anti-Cosmo, that was a great Anti-Jorgen impression. Why did you want me to do one?" Timmy asked.

"That hurt immensely," Anti-Cosmo said really quietly and started coughing.

"Are you okay?" Timmy asked. Anti-Cosmo glared at Timmy in response, then walked out of the closet they were in. Timmy grabbed his fairies' wands and started blindly following Anti-Cosmo out of the room and down a gray hallway. "Um, where are we going?" Timmy asked after some walking. The anti-fairy didn't answer, he just kept walking. The two of them walked some most in an awkward silence, giving Timmy time to notice no pixies or anti-fairies were floating around anywhere. It kind of worries Timmy, but he assumed Anti-Cosmo would just ignore him again if he asked. Suddenly the tips of the wands in his arms turned from bright yellow to a yellow brown, as if it was granting a wish that was against Da Rules. "Anti-Cosmo, what happened to the wands?"

Without disrupting his walking, Anti-Cosmo glanced back at Timmy and the wands then started looking forward again. "Pixie's took over Fairy World," he said. Anti-Cosmo's voice was quieter and decently hoarser than usual, probably because of the impression mixing with the sickness.

"After you save Anti-Fairy world, you're going to fix Fairy World, right?" Timmy asked. Anti-Cosmo didn't answer, instead, he opened a door. Inside was a kitchen with rows of cabinets. "A kitchen? Are you going to make this?" Timmy asked and took the recipe from his pocket.

"The opposite," Anti-Cosmo said and took the recipe.

A/N: I'm genuinely sorry it took so long. The next chapter will be the last, and it's already half way written, but as I was writing it was getting over 6,000 words, which is a lot longer than my other chapters. I'd love to see what you think of this chapter so please review. On an unrelated note, after finishing this story I'm thinking of writing another story based on Anti-Cosmo called Young Anti-Faires. It would be like a TV show with each chapter as an episode, and in it Anti-Cosmo as a wee tot goes to spelementry school (In the special needs class because glasses haven't been invented yet and his mom's mean) and meets some kids, including Anti-Wanda and he does stuff and goes on adventures. Does it sound like a good idea? Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry again for not posting in so long.