I do not own Fairly Odd Parents. Tina is mine.

Winning On Technicalities

Tina landed in the middle of a solitary cloud. She glanced up and bit her lip as the Fairy Elders glowered down at her, hoods pulled tightly over their heads. She could see her mother rubbing her temples off in the stands. For once, she couldn't really blame her.

It was one thing to go to the Fairy Courthouse. It was another to face the Fairy Elders themselves.

"Tina Glimmers."

Tina stood up and tried to keep her voice steady. "Yes?"

"You have broken one of the most important fairy rules. You have brought someone back to life."

"Not really. He was still alive when I granted the wish," Tina pointed out. "And besides, I'm half genie. I can grant rule-free wishes."

"Will your argument be based on technicalities alone?" asked a magenta-cloaked Elder in irritation.

"Er…I was planning too. Hold on. I probably got something else." She thought for a moment. "Okay, hear me out. I couldn't just let the man die with his son knowing I can grant rule-free wishes. I mean, come on. I would him to do the same for me if the roles were switched. And he's a really good friend."

One of the Fairy Elders stood and pointed his wand at Tina. "We must have rules. If we did not have rules-"

"Fairy World and the universe itself would crumble," Tina finished, managing not to roll her purple eyes. "Yeah, I got that. I follow these rules the majority of the time anyway, don't I? This was just one infraction. Not even a world-shattering one. You're just blowing things out of proportion. And let's be honest, I know as well as you do that I cannot be tried. My fairy half allows me to grant unlimited wishes and my genie half allows those wishes to be rule-free."

"Yes, we are aware of your...special exceptions," one of the Fairy Elders reluctantly stated. "And it is because of this your magic is not tied to the limitations every fairy should have. This being said, we would expect you to follow these rules nonetheless. But you are correct. We cannot try you as you technically did not break the rules."

"Okay, cool. That's what I like to hear." She then frowned. Wait, if they were never really intending to rake me across the coals, then what the heck am I doing here?

Wait-oh no. Oh no.

"No!" Tina shouted, flapping her hands in the air. "No! A million times no! No, no, no, no!"

"It's very hard to pull anything over you," an indigo-cloaked Elder said warily.

"I suspect you know what we are going to say," added another. "But we will state it anyway. Unless you wish to stay here in Fairy World and have no contact with that Turner fellow, then you will wear the magic monitors so we can keep track of your activities."

"I vote for confined to Fairy World," Norm muttered, sitting on the very far side of the court stands.

"Vote annihilated," the blonde girl shot back. She crossed her arms and scowled. Crap. I was hoping this day wouldn't come for a long time. Why do the Fairy Elders always seem to win?

Magic monitors were golden cuffs strapped on to fairies that had severely broken the rules one too many times. If they managed to control themselves and their magic, then the cuffs would be removed. The cuffs monitored every wish granted and every time a single ounce of magic was used.

Extremely annoying.

Tina reluctantly held out her wrists. "Fine. Whatever."

A Fairy Elder floated over and snapped the chainless cuffs on. "You must remember that great power comes with great responsibility. Magic is used to help people, but there must be limitations. Now be gone."

...

Timmy paced his bedroom and twisted his hat in his hands. He had not yet called Cosmo and Wanda. He wanted to know how bad Tina's punishment was before doing anything.

If she's even allowed back on Earth...

A plume of purple smoke exploded in his room and Timmy whirled around. Tina stood, dazed for only a moment, before an easy grin settled across her face. "How's your dad?"

Timmy grinned. "Much better. Almost back to his old self. I can never thank you enough."

"I'd want you to do the same thing for me."

"I mean it. I know you must have gotten into a lot of trouble."

Tina held up her wrists and the glowing cuffs that were attached to them. "It's just magical monitors. They couldn't try me because I technical didn't do anything wrong. He was still alive when I granted the wish. And I am a rule-free wish granter after all."

Timmy wrinkled his nose. "You mean every time you use magic, it's tracked?"

"Yeah. But I'll live." Tina smiled. "We can still have fun."

Timmy wrapped an arm around her shoulders and grinned. "You got that right. Want to grab some ice-cream and then egg Crocker's house? My treat. Heck, everything will be my treat from now on."

"I told you, don't mention it. And there's nothing I'd rather be doing."

...

Wanda stared at her sister in disbelief. "The Fairy Elders just let her go?"

Blonda moaned. "They couldn't do anything! She knew it and they knew it. All they could do was put magical trackers on her. I don't know what I'm going to do with that child..."

Blonda had contacted Wanda and asked her to meet at the Three Wands. So there they were, sipping coffee and discussing the popular topic of all magical creatures-Tina Glimmers.

"You could try talking to her."

"I've done that a million times already! She just doesn't listen...you know what she did today? She visited Norm in Genie World with your godchild."

Wanda tightened her grip on her coffee mug. "Oh, did he now?"

"I've told her time and time again she should stay away from Genie World."

"He is her father, Blonda. You need to start accepting what happened. You're letting your shame and regret affect your child."

Blonda scowled. "She will have nothing to do with that slime ball if I have my way."

"Then she will keep rebelling!" exclaimed Wanda in exasperation. "Whether you like it or not, Norm is the father. He's not even the worst father out there-you've seen his interactions with her. You can't ignore the fact she is half genie. She is paying for your mistake."

Blonda slammed her hands on the table and hissed, "Tina is not a mistake!"

Wanda levelled her sister with a stare. "I didn't say she was. But you know, you sure are acting like she is. I think we all need to listen to Tina and grow up. But that's your choice. After all, you are the mother."

She tossed a few coins on the table and poofed away, intent on having a few words with her rebellious and mischievous godchild.

Blonda sunk in her seat and moaned, running a tired hand through her blonde hair. "I hate it when she's right...I really do."