CHAPTER NINE

IMPLEMENTATION OF PLANS

Norm floated in his cell, pleased with how he had gotten under Jorgen's skin, but also frustrated. For a change, he actually was trying to help Turner, but Von Strangle refused to believe him. The genie didn't like the 11 year old boy, but he didn't want him dead. Despite what Jorgen said, genies didn't go around killing people. Of course, if that muscle bound moron actually tried to learn anything about genies, he would know that himself. Norm just shook his head at the utter hypocrisy and bigotry of that fairy.

"I'm going to have to try to escape from here," said Norm quietly to himself, "I don't want Timmy Turner's blood on my hands." He paused. "Buxaplenty's not going to try anything tonight, because too many people are looking for him, but he will strike. And it will be when people aren't expecting it. Timmy doesn't deserve such a horrible death even if he isn't my favorite person."

At least he had tonight to think of an escape plan. That's when he had an idea. He looked at the fairy that was apparently Jorgen's assistant, and called to him,

"Hey, um, Stinky."

The small fairy looked very annoyed and said,

"It's BINKY, Norm."

"Oh, okay," said Norm, "I'll try to remember your name, Finky."

Binky looked even more annoyed and said,

"What do you want, Norm?"

"I need you to get something for me, some reading materials."

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A.J. thought for a second as he looked at the monitor that showed the map. He needed to disconnect that hidden microphone from the Turner's house and car. However, he had to make Remy believe that the bug was still recording everything. If the microphone suddenly shut off, Remy would get suspicious and disappear again. A.J. tapped a few more buttons on Timmy's computer, and pulled up a program from his own computer.

"Good," said A.J., "this is just what I want."

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Binky looked very questioningly at Norm. He, also, looked very skeptical of Norm.
"What type of reading materials?", asked Binky.

"Oh, you know stuff on Fairy law, and history, Winky."

"It's BINKY," said the little fairy, "and why would you want that?"

"Well," said Norm,"to work on my case. I'm in jail, so I presume I'll be on trial. I need legal advice."

Binky just stared at Norm for a second, and then said,

"Okay, I'll get them for you. Since those bars are made of smoof, I don't think you'll get away."

"Thank, Pinky," said Norm.

Norm watched as Binky went of into the direction of the library and he smiled.

"Now," said the genie, "time to implement my plan."

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A.J. finished downloading the program that he made that was able to mimic voices and personalities. He would feed that to the frequency that the bug was transmitting on. However, he needed to know the right moment to make the connection. If it didn't fit in with the conversation that was going on inside the Turner home, Remy would suspect something. A.J. was going to have to "tap" that frequency as well and listen to whatever conversation might be occuring in Timmy's room or the station wagon. The African American boy pushed another button and the conversation begin to come in over the speaker.

"You know," said a female voice, "Chester and A.J. really think a lot of you." That sounded like Wanda.

"I know," said Timmy, "I've got some really great friends and really great godparents." Timmy paused. "Even my parents have been pretty good to me."

"Okay," thought A.J. as he made sure that the computer program had absorbed enough of the conversation to make a continuiation. It did and A.J. flipped a switch.

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Up on Mount Doomsdale, Remy listened to the conversation on his monitor.

"Well," said Wanda, "your parents have a pretty good son, and we have a pretty good godkid."

Remy frowned again and said,

"I swear if I hear one more sappy moment come out of that house I'll scream. Come on Turner, let me know your plans."

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A.J. smiled widely. The connection seemed to have gone smoothly, and Remy was apparently listening to the programmed conversation from the computer. Then A.J. turned his own speaker off, the one that was carrying the actual conversation.

"Now," said A.J. "I've implemented phase 1, unto phase 2.

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Binky came back to the cell that housed Norm in the Abracatraz prison. He had three books for Norm: Fairy History, Da Rules, and Fairy legal proceedings.

"Okay, Norm," said Binky, "I'm back."

Norm didn't answer, so Binky looked in the cell. Norm was still there, but he seemed to be lying down, sleeping.

"That's weird," said Binky, "he didn't look tired."

But Binky's thoughts were broken when he saw the black smoke coming out of Norm's cell.

Short chapter, I know and not a lot of action, but I'm leading up to something, trust me!