You've Met Your Match
(A/N: Last chapter up today, and last in this story. I hope you enjoyed it. Forgive whatever offensive undertones there were. Later on I may or may not do more Fairly Odd Parents stories, but right now I'm stuck on Billy and Mandy. And or Evil Con Carne. Thanks for reading. I usually do final notes at the bottom, but I did that after chapter two, so no worries.)
Who Will Hold More Power?
Crocker turned to the vault. Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof instantly turned back to pencil, eraser, and sharpener form. Crocker pulled the trio out and tossed them to Vicky. "We'll find out one way or another Turner," he stated.
Vicki smirked evilly at the objects. "I wonder how long it will take to grind this pencil into powder," she remarked.
Timmy gasped, mouth dropped. "You wouldn't!" he exclaimed.
"What's the matter twerp?" Vicky questioned sweetly.
"They're just replaceable school supplies," Crocker cruelly added, coming next to Vicki with a pair of scissors. Vicki, in a good mood, handed him the Wanda eraser.
"You can do the honours for that one," she stated.
"Gladly," Crocker stated, holding the scissors next to Wanda. Wanda broke into a sweat. Cosmo cried out in alarm as Vicki placed him in the 'sharpener.' Poof began to cry. He was going to hurt his daddy, and he didn't even mean to! Daddy wouldn't come back, or mommy!
"Wait, Vicky, Crocker, no, please!" Timmy begged.
"Why are these things so important to you Turner? Are they your Fairy God Parents!" Crocker spazzed.
"They-they…" Timmy began. Cosmo cried out in pain as Vicky began to grind. Wanda screamed as the scissors started to dig in. Timmy, tears in his eyes, exclaimed, "I'll tell you, okay, I'll tell you!" He burst into tears.
"We're waiting," Crocker prompted.
"C-can I ask you two one-one question?" Timmy choked.
"Shoot," Vicki replied.
"Don't shoot, no! The bad guys always lose if you shoot!" Crocker exclaimed, trying to prevent it.
Vicky gasped, but couldn't go back in time. Timmy, tears instantly dry, asked, "Who will get the most power when you two take over the world, Crocker or Vicky?"
The two villains blinked blankly, then looked at each other. They really should have seen that coming. As far as Timmy was concerned, he'd won. This always happened in the movies. After a long moment, Vicki uneasily replied, "Shared power?"
"Since when do either of you share ultimate power?" Timmy questioned. "Good luck with that."
"W-well…" Crocker began.
"You two were planning on betraying each other, weren't you?" Timmy pressed.
Crocker and Vicki looked blankly at each other, then back. "Actually, yeah," Vicky admitted, instantly knowing that both of them had the same thought. Had either really doubted it would be any other way?
"So you can't share power, and neither of you can beat each other, who wins?" Timmy asked.
"I can beat him any day!" Vicki instantly defended.
"Just try it devil child!" Crocker shot.
"Gladly!" Vicky retorted. Instantly she sprang as Crocker pressed his remote. In seconds the two were scrapping on the ground, each using their own abilities. The fairies lay on the ground.
"Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, I wish we were back home!" Timmy exclaimed. The three grinned and raised their wands.
Timmy sat back on his bed, relaxed. Sighing contentedly, he remarked, "Well that was close."
"I'll say. My legs still hurt," Cosmo said.
"Da da…" Poof apologetically said, sitting on Cosmo's lap.
"Oh Poof, it's not your fault," Cosmo assured.
"I'm just glad we're all okay," Wanda remarked. "What do you think happened to Crocker and Vicky?"
"Who knows? Hopefully they destroyed each other," Timmy replied.
The secret exit opened, and the two tumbled out of the Crocker Cave, panting, Vicky on top of Crocker. They couldn't go on. Vicki pulled herself off of the teacher, saying, "Darn it, we were so close! I could have destroyed the twerp once and for all! No!"
"They were in my hands!" Crocker exclaimed in shock, sitting up. "I had fairies in my hands! This is your fault!"
Vicki stopped crying, instead turning angry, and shot, "My fault, it was yours!"
"Oh who are we kidding? It was both our faults, and we know it," Crocker grumbled, straightening his tie.
"Well, you learn from your mistakes, right?" Vicky questioned, suddenly worried that their partnership was over. They had been so close. Closer than ever before, almost, and they'd done it together, not alone. If she lost this ally, who knew when she'd find another?
Crocker blinked at her, then caught on. He frowned, assuring, "Don't worry your pretty red head about it. I'm not backing out of this one. Next time Turner is ours."
"You're sticking it out?" Vicki asked, shocked.
"I'm more surprised you are," he answered.
"Whoa, that was, easy," she said. They were silent a long moment. Finally, though, she pulled out a paper, saying, "Um, Cracker, you think you can help me with my homework again?"
Crocker blinked at her blankly, then shrugged, replying, "Why not?" He took part of the paper and read it over, pointing things out to her and explaining them as best as possible without giving her the answers. Next time they'd have him. They'd have him. They…