I decided to post this the second I got home to make sure that I didn't put it off until 11:59 pm again. Also Chrissy reminded me. Also-also, I changed the title cause why the fuck not.

Standard Disclaimer.


When Timmy pressed the button it was not something he could explain. It was no big spectacle, no bright lights, sounds or great revelations. He just closed his eyes, and when he opened them he could remember everything he had lost. He remembered Cosmo and Wanda and Poof, he remembered his adventures in Retroville with Jimmy, he remembered the Darkness, and stopping time and the time he travelled through television, he even remembered his god-sister, Chloe Carmichael. Timmy wondered how he could ever forget. All he had to say was, "Why did you leave?"

"You grew up. You weren't that little boy anymore."

"I was still that little boy when you left," he said sadly, "Why did you leave?"

"You were too old for us, sweetie. You know the rules, when the child is too old for fairies, they must leave."

"I was barely twelve. I still needed you," Timmy fiddled with the bottom buttons on his over shirt, confused.

"But you had lost your parents, it was just you and your sister. You may have been twelve, but you had become too old for us. And we had to leave you, but know we never wanted to and that you were on our minds all the time," Wanda said sincerely.

"I still don't understand," Timmy said. Wanda started to clam up again, removing her hands from Timmy's.

"We'll talk more about that later," Wanda told him seriously, "We have something else to talk about now." Timmy wanted to keep going, he wanted his answers. But Timmy knew Jimmy wanted his answers too, and his were probably a little more important in the long run.

"Fine. What's going on with Jimmy's stars?" Wanda and Cosmo looked at each other for a minute, then one whispered something into the other's ear. Cosmo got up and pulled a book from the shelf, and placed it back on the table.

"Storytime," he said brightly, though his face didn't portray the same confidence. The book was placed in the center of the table in between the groups and dropped his wand on top of it.

"As you've probably figured out there are many parallel universes layered one on top of the other. There are seven different universes that we know of, as well as many pocket dimensions within those. Fairy World itself is a pocket universe in our larger dimension. But that's not really the important part right now. What's important was how it was before." Cosmo moved his hand over the book and a small hologram appeared. It's of a star system that moved in circles, and had more stars and planets than Timmy had ever seen in his own sky.

Wanda continued to speak, "We were only young children when there was only one world, I can barely remember it. But I do remember the monster at the edge of the universe. It started out as something small, this little flickering light just beyond the horizon. And it would get larger and brighter every day and the horizon got closer and closer. Until people started to think that something be done about it. So a group of people took to a ship and sailed beyond the point anyone else had, to the edge of the universe. Most of them didn't return, but those who did were changed. One of them was a girl from the village next to ours. I would visit her and she'd brush my hair and tell me stories. She was a mermaid, and had this long beautiful bright blue hair and the biggest smile anyone ever saw. She went on the trip with her wife, Namaka, who didn't make it." Wanda paused, staring at the picture the book was showing. Timmy assumed it was a picture of Wanda's friend, or at least was supposed to be. She took another deep breath.

"She wasn't okay after. Her hair turned white, she never smiled, and when I would visit Sirena she would just stare out into the horizon like she was waiting for Namaka. Until one day, the group she had gone with came back. I remember Sirena telling me to go home, but I hid behind the rocks, but it so long ago now I barely remember it. I do remember them telling her that they figured out what to do. Sirena didn't want to go back, but something they said made her reconsider. I couldn't hear what it was, but something they told her made her start to pack her shells. She pulled me from behind my rock, patted me on the head, and made one of her turtles bring me home. I never saw her again, but she did leave me with something."

Wanda paused again, snapping Timmy out of the story. The book showed a picture of who Timmy assumed was Sirena, she was every bit as beautiful as Wanda made her seem. Wanda was staring at the picture too, looking at Jimmy he was watching Wanda, as Cosmo sat quietly playing with his hands. They all sat in calm silence for a moment, as the book was shut. Wanda didn't want to finish her story, and no one wanted to see Sirena's picture. Yet Wanda pressed on anyway.

"A few days later the skies turned red, and the world was changed forever. I remember my mother telling me and my sister to grab the one thing we could keep. The one thing that would follow us to our new world. I grabbed Sirena's gift. I knew whatever was happening was Sirena and her friends' doing. I hoped that whatever they did meant Sirena could see Namaka again, and I could see Sirena's smile again. But the last thing I saw in that one universe was the seas parting and something trying to crawl out of the surf. Then there was a flash of light and we were here in Fairy World. Like we had been there all along. I would have believed we had been too had I not held Sirena's gift in the palm of my hand. I never saw Sirena again, and after a while a stopped thinking about her at all. And that's where my story ends for now."

Jimmy, apparently satisfied with her story, asked, "But you think the light beyond the horizon is back now?" Before Wanda could answer there was a sound on the other side of the hallway that stopped them all flat. Jorgen was back. They had to leave. No one moved a muscle for a full minute, waiting for what they knew was coming. It's only when the footsteps went down the other hallway that anyone dared to move. Cosmo slid the book into Timmy's bag, and slowly pushed them forward. Timmy took the lead, grabbing his bag and the collar of Jimmy's shirt, pulling him up with him. He saw Jimmy reach into his bag and pulled out Timmy's old Game Buddy. They could hear the footsteps again, doors opening and closing. They had to leave soon.

Timmy looked back at Cosmo and Wanda, both looking at him as if they were about to cry. "I'm coming back," he told them, "I still have questions."

Cosmo and Wanda didn't say anything for a long moment, before Cosmo lifted his eyes and said, "It'll come to you." Timmy wanted to say more, but there was the sound of the door slamming open. He turned his head to see Jorgen there, red faced, steam all but shooting out of his ears. He felt a hand on his wrist, and he turned towards Jimmy again. The Game Buddy was ready.

He reached out and grabbed Jimmy's arm, "Let's go." He looked one last time at Cosmo and Wanda as bright light surrounded him again.


I felt bad about not updating Something Wicked for like a year, even though I promised it wouldn't be that long. But last night just as I went to sleep I got a notification that the Joker Blogs posted a new video, when that supposedly died three years ago. Suddenly an eleven month hiatus doesn't seems as bad. Comment and stuff.