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Chapter Seven: Foop
Timmy shouted as he was roughly woken from his dream. For a second, the entire castle had felt like it was shaking.
What could it have been? An explosion?
He looked around his room. Some things were pretty shaken up, but it didn't look like too much damage had been caused.
Where did it come from? Was the castle under attack?
Timmy threw the covers off his body and jumped out of his bed. Outside, he stuck his head down in each room down the hall, trying to find the source of the noise.
Having no luck with any of the rooms in the castle's upper levels, he ventured downstairs to the main room.
The door was slightly ajar, giving him a perfect line of vision.
Inside stood Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda, but they were not alone. Something, or rather, someone else was in there with them.
Anti-Wanda had her arms around a square baby with…facial hair?
A baby? Timmy was shocked. When had this happened? Anti-Wanda had never been pregnant.
Forgetting about that fact, Timmy stared at the baby. Once you got over the fact he had facial hair, he was kind of cute.
"I wish to be called 'The Dark Harbinger Of The Doom Chime'!" The baby yelled out. He shoved his mother away in a fit of anger.
"Now, now, young man. You are the opposite of Baby Poof and so your name shall be 'Foop!'" Anti-Cosmo struck the organ, spelling the child's name out with the dust that had collected over the centuries.
Even Timmy couldn't help but think of how stupid that name sounded. But if the child was the Anti-Poof, he had to be Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda's biological child.
"Wait a minute!" The newborn shouted. "Who is this baby Poof you speak of? Am I not the only fairy baby in existence?" How dare there be another baby? Foop shares the spotlight with no one!
And so his parents explained to him the birth of his counterpart, his counterpart's popularity, and his standing in society.
Magical creatures had a tendency to dislike anti-fairies (although they couldn't imagine why) and that in turn would go against Foop's image. No one would care for his birth.
"Then I shall destroy this baby Poof! I will be the only fairy baby around!" Foop conjured up his bottle, which also doubled as his training wand, and began drinking. When he finished, he brought to reality his evil baby bouncer fitted with a death-ray.
Timmy felt a wave of panic go through him. This baby was smart enough to talk and understand how society functioned! He used his magic without causing an explosion or getting it wrong. On his first try! He may actually have a chance at defeating Poof!
"Young man, we will defeat Fairy World, but we will do it as a family!" Anti-Cosmo put his foot down. He was the child's father. He made the rules and he expected them to be followed.
Timmy was slightly relieved to hear this. Anti-Cosmo's plans were usually so elaborate that they had a much higher chance of failing then they did of succeeding. Poof would be safe for a little longer.
Or so he thought.
Foop's anger boiled over as he fired a blast at his own father. No one told him what to do!
Then again, Poof could possibly be screwed.
"I love him so much!" Anti-Wanda cried out, embracing her newfound motherhood.
"Mother." Foop slyly called, taking full advantage of his mother's blind love for him. "Where is the nearest source of magic? I would like a refill."
"Don't you dare tell him!" Anti-Cosmo slapped a hand on his wife's mouth to stop her from spilling the answer.
Yet again, the newborn child lashed out against his father, causing a considerable amount of damage.
From his hiding spot behind the door, Timmy contemplated his next course of action. It didn't look like Foop knew of his existence yet, so he still had an advantage, the element of surprise to be more precise. He could barge in and try to stop him, but Foop was too experienced with magic, he wouldn't stand a chance the evil baby. It didn't look like Anti-Cosmo was going to try stopping him again, so he could cross that off the list.
Foop blasted the castle wall, making an opening for himself. "Have a good day Anti-Fairy World! Get it? Good day!" He swirled his bottle around, using the magic to erase all traces of evil from the darkened dimension.
The clouds cleared up as a smiling sun rose over the land. The dead grass revitalized itself, sprouting a most brilliant green color with some flowers to boot. The anti-fairies were transformed into care-fairies as their forms became animal like and colorful.
Timmy looked down at his clothes to see that they had transformed to his long-forgotten pink shirt and silly pink hat. His hair had, however, remained black. It was nice to see his old wardrobe, but he had more important matters at hand. Foop had left for Fairy World already, Poof was in danger. He ran back up the stairs to his room.
Dumping the contents of his nightstand drawer onto the floor, Timmy began rummaging through the pile. "Found it!" He proclaimed happily, holding up the auto-poofer Wanda had given him the day he said his goodbye to her. He pushed the little red button on top of the pen-like device.
Inside their house, Cosmo and Wanda felt the disturbance in the fairy force caused by Foop's birth.
"What do you think it is?" Asked Cosmo. He watched the black clouds draw closer over Fairy World. He may not have been the smartest fairy, but he could still tell this meant bad news.
"It's coming from Anti-Fairy World." Wanda felt worry creep over her. Timmy was still there. Was he okay?
Still, what was happening? The Anti-Fairies weren't launching an attack, were they?
"Guys!"
The two fairies turned from away from the window of their house to see a frantic Timmy standing in their living room.
"Timmy!" Husband and wife cried out together. They rushed to embrace their former godchild.
"Oh, you're okay sweetie!" Wanda hugged him again; glad to see that the disturbance had nothing to do with Timmy.
"I'm fine, but we need to get Poof out of here!" Timmy ran around frantically, trying to come up with an idea.
"Why?" Wanda lifted Timmy up by the back of hi shirt before he could run into something or break a vase.
"There's an anti-fairy baby coming to get Poof! We have to hide him!"
The two fairies laughed and set Timmy down. An anti-fairy baby? Please!
"Oh, Timmy." Cosmo wiped a tear from his eye, doing his best to stop his laughter. "You didn't have to come all this way for a baby!"
"Cosmo's right. We could handle a little baby." Wanda ruffled his hair. "Unless of course this is your cover up story for running away from Anti-Cosmo." She stopped her laughter and took a more serious tone. "You are running away, aren't you?"
"Aagh!" Timmy wanted to tear his own hair out. Couldn't they take him seriously for just a minute?
The window suddenly shattered.
Everyone turned to see Foop enter the room with a devilish smile on his face. "Good morning everyone. I hope you've had a pleasant day. Not!"
The two fairies were too shocked to do anything but stare. Was that baby talking? In complete sentences?
Being the more prepared one, Timmy grabbed the napping Poof off the couch and dashed for the fairies. He used his free hand to grab both their wands and teleport them to the only safe place he could think of.
Foop remained in the room, regardless of their teleportation. "So I have a human adversary? He shall soon feel the pain of the anti-fairies! In the meantime…" He drove his baby bouncer to the skyline of Fairy World. "This should be suitable punishment for allowing an abomination such as Poof to exist." He used his magic to drain the color out of Fairy World.
It was a fitting punishment. If Poof brought such 'color' and 'joy' to their world, he would have to take it away. He should have been the baby that brought happiness to everyone! He should have been the one the paparazzi were going crazy for! Now they would all pay!
When they arrived, they found themselves in some type of a theater.
"Say, Timmy." Cosmo inspected the room, recognizing the structure. "Isn't this your old room?"
"Yes."
"Why did you bring us here?" Wanda asked. "Did you want to watch a movie?"
"No!" Timmy shouted with Poof still tucked under his arm. "We're not here to have fun. This is the only safe place I could this of." His shouting had woken Poof up, who began to cry.
The weather suddenly took a turn for the worse as lightening began raging outside along with a cyclone.
"Ah, Poof, don't cry!" Timmy's adrenaline level's skyrocketed. Anyone in Fairy World would be able to see the strange weather pattern down here, even Foop. Knowing how smart he was, he would easily be able to deduce that Poof was here. Luckily, Poof's cries turned to laughter when he saw who was holding him. "Timmy." The baby cooed softly
How Timmy had wished it would have been Foop who showed up outside of the window.
"I'm Fairy Hart here, reporting live from the Turner's residence where anti-fairy godchild Timmy Turner is trying to hide Poof from the evil clutches of Foop." Her tone was that of apathy. It wasn't her fault as all the color had been sucked out of her, leaving a raincloud to hover over her head and rain on her report.
Timmy snapped the curtains shut. Great. Now Anti-Cosmo would see that he was with the fairies, instead of up in his room asleep. He was going to be in so much trouble when he got back.
"What do we do?" Cosmo asked. He began chewing on his wand out of anxiety.
"We have to fight Foop! Poof has an unlimited supply of magic; we can use that to our advantage."
"No way." Wanda protested. "I do not condone violence of any sort, nor do I want Poof getting hurt. We can fight Foop off."
"Have you checked out your wands? No you can't."
Cosmo and Wanda checked out their wands. Sure enough, they were not receiving any new magic.
"Foop must have knocked out the giant wand." Wanda said to no one in particular as she examined her wand. How would they fight Foop without magic?
"Oh, I'll knock out more than that!" A loud voice boomed from outside of the house.
The roof was torn off to reveal an angry Foop. "Ready to play, my dear Poof?"
"You'll never get your hands on him, Foop! I have him right-" Timmy looked down to his arm to find it empty. Where was Poof? Of all times to go missing!
"Poof poof!" He pushed a button on his own baby bouncer and struck Foop from behind. While they were talking, he had snuck away and prepped his own baby bouncer.
Foop collided with the wall, but quickly shook it off. "So you want to play dirty? Alright then 'friend', let's play!"
Poof took to the sky with Foop close on his wheels.
The two fired beams back and forth, set traps for each other, and raced across the dawning sky. It seemed they were evenly matched, but Foop slipped up.
He yawned.
That was all Poof needed.
The purple baby began messing with the anti-fairy. Nappy time tunes, a spinning mobile, and many other soothing motions. If he could knock Foop out, this battle would be his for the taking.
Back on the ground, Timmy watched the battle unfold, finally realizing what Poof was trying to do. He wasn't trying to attack Foop; he was trying to make him drowsy. There was one sure way of putting any baby to sleep, be they magical creatures or not.
Timmy ran to Fairy Hart and grabbed her microphone and camera. Anti-Cosmo was going to kill him already; there was no harm in doing this anymore. "I need all the citizens of Fairy World and Anti-Fairy World to come down here right now. Poof needs your help to stop Foop!"
Relief washed over the boy's chest as one by one, all the magical creatures began popping up near the house. Looks like a lot of people wanted revenge against Foop.
That relief turned to dread when Anti-Cosmo arrived on the scene.
"So, tell me Timothy, what bring you here?" His frown, even in care-fairy form, was rather intimidating.
"I'll explain later." Phew, that was out of the way for now. "I need everyone to start singing a lullaby!" Timmy shouted to the crowd. "Poof is trying to lull Foop to sleep. You can help him by singing."
Anti-Cosmo lightened up. At least Timothy was not trying to destroy his godbrother. He was even a little proud of Timothy for having figured out that Foop would be sleepy. Babies normally sleep thirty six hours straight after their birth, but Foop took off to cause havoc right away.
Taking a breath, he began to sing.
Back with the two baby fairies locked in mortal combat, things were looking bad for Poof.
Foop's crankiness had given him an extra edge in the battle by making him more violent. He had the upper hand as the two of them were sent spiraling down to the earth. "Looks like it's over. Say 'Night Night' Poof."
Poof looked to the ground as it came closer and closer. Suddenly, he heard something. It sounded like a lullaby.
Everyone was singing!
There was no way Foop would win this battle. "Night, night."
The look on Foop's face was rather amusing. Was his adversary coming to terms with his death? He pondered as a soft soothing tone reached his ears. His eyelids felt like they weighed tons. He could no longer keep them open as the warmth of sleep overcame him.
Poof waved his rattle, getting rid of the baby bouncers. He landed safely in his mother's arms as Foop landed in Timmy's arms. He couldn't help but feel a wave jealousy come over him at the sight of Timmy rocking Foop. Timmy was his godbrother first; he should be the one getting rocked to sleep, not that ungrateful anti-fairy brat.
"Wait! There is still no color in Fairy World!" Jorgen said, looking at his tan-less skin.
"And too much in Anti-Fairy World!" Anti-Jorgen said in a much higher pitched voice.
"Well, when Poof cries bad things happen, and if Foop is the opposite, maybe good things will happen!" Timmy took the bottle out of Foop's mouth with a jolt.
Foop's eyes snapped open. "You took my baba! I was having a dream about intestinal parasites! How dare you!" The anti-fairy baby began wailing at the top of his lungs.
Sure enough, the fairies got their color and magic back. The anti-fairies returned to their original forms and lost all their color.
Timmy turned back to his godparents with a nervous chuckle. Now that the mess was over, he would have to face Anti-Cosmo. "I don't suppose you're still mad at me."
A camera flashed in front of Timmy. For a second he thought the paparazzi were going to go crazy again, but realized it was Anti-Wanda getting a picture of him holding Foop.
"Well, you stopped Foop from causing too much damage, and you did it without causing him too much damage either, so I think we can let it go this one time." Anti-Cosmo ruffled his hair.
"You!" Foop jabbed Timmy in the chin. "I have a score to settle with you!"
"Foop, play nice!" The anti-fairy's father ordered. "Your godbrother is much bigger than you, don't provoke him."
"Godbrother?" The baby asked, clearly in a state of shock. "This horrendous creature is my godbrother?"
"That's right, Foop." Timmy held him so he was at eye level with him. "You and I are going to have a lot of fun together!"
"NO!" Foop cried to the heavens.
Oh, Silly Foop!
Don't worry. He'll warm up to the idea of a godbrother.
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