Dunununahh! Part two of this two-part adventure! What will happen? I know! This chapter is much more comedy oriented, although it does have some (hopefully) good action scenes. Enjoy the funnies and the smashies!

"Tootie sets out to try and rescue her fairy godfather, and finds out an unexpected secret along the way!"

Tootie and Stella reappeared in a Cake'n'Bacon, and Stella quickly became a plastic food tray. Tootie picked her up and glared at her.

"A Cake'n'Bacon?!"

"You said a safe place! Fast food restaurants are the safest places ever!" cried Stella, "They have bathrooms and waitresses who call you 'sugah' and delicious, delicious food… Ahh…Home sweet home…" she gave a contented smile and sighed.

Tootie rolled her eyes in exasperation at her godmother.

"Okay, we can't go back home. We have to find somewhere to hide!"

"We're already hiding! Here!" said Stella.

"Somewhere we can make a plan." said Tootie, testily.

"I still don't see why this isn't a good place."

"Rgh! You're not helping, Stella!" cried Tootie angrily. Stella's face fell.

"Sorry… without Florence, it's hard to focus… He's the smart one, y'know."

"I know." sighed Tootie. "Let's go to Timmy's place!"

"Now who's having trouble focusing?" said Stella.

"He'll be able to help us!" said Tootie, slightly annoyed, "He knows all sorts of things!"

"Does he know about fairies, evil magic dogs and their evil butterfly-net-toting owners?" asked Stella.

"Let's just go." said Tootie.

They exited the Cake'n'Bacon and headed down the side streets.

"I wish we were in disguise." said Tootie.

Stella raised her wand. At once, the two of them were wearing novelty glasses complete with big noses, moustaches and thick eyebrows.

"Is this all you can think of?" said Tootie, glaring at her fairy godmother.

"Who are you?!" yelped Stella, "I mean, meow!"

She'd changed herself into a cat, still sporting her 'disguise'.

Tootie raised her glasses and an eyebrow at Stella, who looked surprised, then smiled sheepishly and changed back into her fairy form. They walked along for a while, running from time to time in open areas. It was in one of these areas that Tootie smacked into someone running in the opposite direction.

"Ouch!"

"Timmy!"

It was indeed Timmy. He was looking agitated and he was holding a green tennis ball tightly in his hands.

"I was looking for you!" cried Tootie, happily helping him to his feet.

"I don't have time for you, Tootie!" said Timmy, pulling away from her, "I'm looking for- I've lost- Never mind!"

"What? You lost something?" asked Tootie. She was always ready to help Timmy.

"It's none of your business! Leave me alone!"

"Tootie, he's not being very helpful." said Stella, who'd landed next to Tootie and was picking up her goddaughter's disguise glasses, which had fallen to the ground when she'd bumped into Timmy.

Timmy's eyes suddenly landed on Stella's exposed back as she bent over to pick up the glasses.

"Hey! Are those wings?"

"Huh?" said Stella, quickly standing upright and hunching her shoulders, "No! They're- uhh- a skin disease!"

"Yes!" said Tootie, alarmed that Timmy had noticed.

Stella poofed away her wings and crown, but Timmy was staring at her as if seeing her clearly for the first time.

"You're that lady… the one who took Tootie to the Parent-Child picnic!"

"No I'm not!"

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" said Timmy, taking a step back, "No way! You're a fairy godparent!"

Stella went ghastly white, then she closed her eyes and cringed. Nothing happened.

"Hey. How come Da Rules aren't swallowing me up into oblivion?" she said, opening her eyes.

"Because," said Timmy, ushering them into an alley way and holding up his green tennis ball, "I have fairies too!"

The tennis ball sat there, motionless for a moment, then changed into a fairy with a large puff of smoke emblazoned with 'Slow On The Uptake!'.

"Tada!" sang the fairy, grinning hugely. Tootie stared in awe. Timmy had fairy godparents?! How could she not have noticed? She thought she'd been the only one. It seemed impossible… But it was a fairy, no doubt about it. He was a skinny, wimpy looking fairy with floppy green hair and bright, foolish green eyes. He was dressed like a business man on a casual friday, with a collared white shirt and a flat-bottomed black tie.

"I'm Cosmo!" said the fairy, gleefully.

"Yeah… this is Cosmo." said Timmy, with a roll of his eyes.

Stella tossed away her disguise glasses and poofed her wings and crown back. "Oh yeah! I knew that. I knew he had fairies. Yep. Totally knew."

Tootie raised an eyebrow. "Don't I know you?"

Cosmo blinked at her, then rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Uh… Noooo…"

"I'm Stella." said Stella, holding out a hand to Timmy and a hand to Cosmo. They both shook, although Cosmo did so a little too hard and flipped Stella over his back.

"Ooffah." she said.

"So you have a fairy? That… actually makes a lot of sense." said Timmy. "Having to live with Vicky and all."

"Actually, I have two fairies," said Tootie. She suddenly felt relieved. If Timmy had fairy godparents, then she could tell him all about her problem without having to cover any of it up. "But one of them was kidnapped! You've gotta help me, Timmy!"

Timmy looked shocked.

"Kidnapped? Then… There's something fishy going on!"

"What do you mean? You know?" said Tootie.

"My Fairy Godmother and Godbrother disappeared." said Timmy, "They were out on a walk, but they didn't come back!"

"That's terrible!" cried Tootie, "If what happened is what I think happened, we're in big trouble!"

"What do you think happened?" said Timmy, urgently.

"A new girl just moved onto our block. Her name is Valeria. At first, I thought she was normal, and I tried to be her friend, but then her dog, this big blue dog called Wishbone, it started growling at me, and then-"

"Wait! Did you say Wishbone?!" said a high-pitched, terrified voice. Cosmo had zoomed up to Tootie, his face a mask of terror. "Wishbone, the evil fairy-dog who's tried to kill millions of fairy godparents? Wishbone, the evil fairy-dog who almost ate a fairy baby once?! WISHBONE, THE EVIL FAIRY DOG WHO… Who… nope, that's it, there's nothing worse than that. Wait! Yes there is! Wishbone, the evil fairy-dog who tried to shut down Willy Winkle's Wonderful Weenie Factory?! THAT SAME WISHBONE?!"

Tootie stared into Cosmo's huge green eyes.

"Uh… maybe?"

"MAYBE ALWAYS MEANS NO! At least it does when I ask for another monkey and Wanda says it, SO YAY! No evil fairy-dog!" Cosmo spun away, completely reassured.

Tootie blinked. "Wanda?"

"My fairy godmother." said Timmy, looking grim. "What did the dog do?"

"She pounced on me, and Stella tried to rescue me, but Valeria threw a mechanical butterfly net at her, and my other fairy, Florence, pushed her out of the way and got caught instead." Tootie shuddered at the memory. "She said… Valeria said… there were other fairies. Other ones for Florence to play with. She said she wanted their magic."

Timmy paced back and forth.

"Okay. This is bad."

"No- It'll be okay! She said MAYBE, and MAYBE always means-"

"Shut up Cosmo! This time, maybe means yes!"

"Wh-what? Th-then- W-wanda and Poof-"

"They're in trouble." said Timmy. "I've already wished up a fairy detector and I can't find Wanda or Poof anywhere."

At that point, Cosmo decided to burst into tears. Stella flew forwards and attempted to comfort her fellow godparent.

"There there, don't cry, I lost my best friend too…" said Stella, consolingly.

"Wanda's not JUST my best friend!" wailed Cosmo, sobbing uncontrollably into Stella's shoulder, "She's my WIFE!"

"Uh oh." said Stella. "There's only one cure for sads like this. Ice cream!"

Stella poofed up a large tub of neapolitan flavoured "Inconsolable Irene's Incredible Ice cream". As soon as Cosmo saw it, he dived into it and made quite a mess. He'd stopped crying however, and Stella dusted off her hands feeling satisfied.

"Alright, we need to find our fairies, and I bet they'll be somewhere in this Valeria kid's house." said Timmy.

"Are you sure you wanna go there?" said Tootie, "She might capture Cosmo and Stella!"

"Well, between you and me, I like Cosmo and all, but…" Timmy leaned a little closer to Tootie, "he's… kind of a moron. Even if he does get captured, he'll probably cause less trouble than if he was with us. At least we have your godmother."

Tootie glanced at Stella, who'd joined in noisily eating ice-cream.

"Yeah… right…"

"And," said Timmy, "We've got someone to rival Wishbone."

Timmy took from his pocket a small golden whistle and blew. No sound came out, but a few moments later, a garbage truck drove up to their alleyway and the back hatch opened. A large, yellow, floppy-eared dog bounded out and raced over to Timmy. It leapt upon him and licked his face lovingly.

"Hi guys!" it said, "I was just taking a trip to the dump. I like garbage."

"You smell like it." said Timmy, pushing the dog away with a slight smile. "I wish Sparky was clean!"

Cosmo raised his wand, still wolfing down ice-cream. The dog was instantly clean and smelling vaguely of lemon.

"Ew." said Sparky, "Lemony fresh. Hey, who's she?"

He referred to Tootie, pointing with a single yellow paw.

"That's Tootie… my uh-"

"Future wife!" squealed Tootie.

"FRIEND. She's my friend." said Timmy, quickly.

"Hi Tootie. I'm Sparky." said Sparky, "I like Timmy's friends!"

Sparky leapt upon Tootie and licked her face as he had Timmy's. She giggled and pushed him away.

"You're a friendly fairy-dog!" she said, happily, wiping his saliva off of her glasses, "Woulda been nice to meet you first, instead of Wishbone…"

"Wishbone?!" cried Sparky, "Wishbone, the evil fairy-dog who tried to shut down Willy Winkle's-"

"Yes, that Wishbone!" said Timmy and Tootie, rather exasperatedly.

"We've gotta stop her!" said Sparky.

"And how!" said Timmy, "But we have to find her first."

"Oh, I'll find her." said Sparky simply, "I won first prize in crook-tracking at an annual sniffing contest in Siberia."

"Neat! Lead the way, Sparky!" said Timmy.

"C'mon Stella!" said Tootie quickly, "And get rid of that ice-cream!"

Stella poofed away the ice-cream, much to her disappointment and Cosmo's, and the two fairies quickly followed their god-children.

The foursome trooped along behind their snuffling canine friend, down streets, up boulevards and around fire hydrants. When they finally reached a house on Tootie's street, Sparky stiffened up and pointed straight at the front door.

"Warf! Warf Warf!" he barked. "They're in there, alright! Want me to bust in?"

"No," said Timmy, urgently, "We have to sneak in. Cosmo, it's time for operation get-back-the-fairies! You know the drill!"

"I do?" said Cosmo.

"Yes! Remember? In case this ever happened? Procedure 234?"

"Oooh! Right!" said Cosmo. There was a flash. All of them were suddenly dressed in hula skirts and leis.

"No Cosmo," snarled Timmy, tossing his lei to the ground, "That's procedure 243, in case of a sudden beach party!"

"Oh! Right! Ahah!" said Cosmo, awkwardly removing a hat piled high with fruit from his head. He waved his wand again, and the group's hula gear was replaced with black ninja suits. Stella went to catch the discarded fruit-hat, presumable to eat its contents, but it disappeared. She made a disappointed "Aww."

"Okay," said Timmy, "lets go!"

He tiptoed up to the house, then checked the window.

"There's a burglar alarm." he said. "Cosmo- wait, no, never mind. I don't want you near any alarms."

Cosmo sagged a little in disappointment.

"I'll do it!" said Sparky, "I know a lot about alarms. I used to belong to a guy in Tuscany who worked in home security. I didn't like Tuscany, too much pasta."

Sparky approached the burglar alarm and made a few adjustments.

"Go on in!" he said, giving them a thumbs-up, which he managed to do quite effectively despite the handicap of having paws. Timmy threw open the window and did a flip through it. Tootie followed, in the same graceful manner. Cosmo attempted to copy them, and smashed into the top of the window.

"Ssshh!" whispered Tootie and Timmy. Cosmo swayed a little and then floated through the window, dazed, followed by Stella who was doing her best to stifle her giggles.

"You stay outside and guard the house, okay Sparky?" said Timmy, leaning out of the window to speak to his dog.

"Yessir!" said Sparky, saluting.

Timmy, Tootie, Cosmo and Stella tiptoed through the house, backs against the walls. Delia and her husband seemed to be out. The coast was clear.

"Where do you think she's hiding?" whispered Tootie.

"The basement," said Timmy, "Nine times outta ten it's the basement."

They trooped towards the basement and carefully made their way down the stairs. The basement was full of boxes. There was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Huh. I guess they're not down here…" said Tootie.

"Search everywhere," said Timmy, "we've gotta be sure."

They searched for a while but found nothing but unpacked household items, old pictures and chew toys (most likely for Wishbone. Tootie noted that they all had wings).

"It's useless. There's nothing down here." said Timmy, tossing away a book labeled "Mechanics for Dummies".

"Maybe we should ask the glowy light in the dog house." said Cosmo. Timmy, Tootie and Stella turned around to look at him. He was pointing out a small, high window which looked out into the back yard. A solitary blue wooden doghouse sat on the weedy back lawn, issuing a glowing blue light from its depths.

"Great job, Cosmo!" said Timmy. "I wish we were in the back yard! …Of this house!"

Cosmo, looking enormously proud, waved his wand and they appeared in Valeria's backyard. They crept towards the doghouse and peered inside.

"Whoa…" breathed Tootie. A set of dark metal steps led downwards into the dog house, and a flickering glow emanated from the bottom.

"Ladies first." said Timmy, looking apprehensively into the depths.

Stella zoomed without hesitation past the group and down the stairs. The other three glanced at each other, then followed.

The stairs descended for quite some time, until they opened up into a gloomy, low ceilinged room. The glow they'd seen before seemed to be coming from a pair of large electrodes inside glass domes. Leading from those were cables, which connected to a series of glass and mesh cages, which contained…

"The fairies!" whispered Timmy loudly, pointing. The nearest fairy looked up. He was a muscular specimen with a thick black pony-tail and a pointed beard. He blinked in surprise. Timmy put a finger to his lips and tiptoed forwards. The others followed. Suddenly, Cosmo let out a cry.

"WAN-" he was quickly silenced by Timmy, who glared at him.

"Wanda!" he squeaked in barely a whisper. He zoomed forwards and pushed his face up against a nearby cage. Tootie peered into it. It contained a female fairy with bright pink hair which had been styled into an enormous pin curl on her forehead. She watched the fairy look up in alarm, and then press her hands to her side of the glass.

"Cosmo!" she said, her voice muffled by her container.

"Wanda!" whispered Cosmo, "I'm here to save you! Where's Poof?"

"I've hidden him." said Wanda. She turned her head slightly, and tucked back an errant strand of hair to reveal an earring. Her earrings did not match. One was yellow, but the one she was showing to Cosmo was purple. It opened a large pair of eyes.

"Poof poof!" it cried in a tiny voice, barely audible from behind the glass and above the humming of the electrodes.

"Daddy's here, Poof, daddy's here." said Wanda consolingly. "Timmy too." she smiled at Timmy, who'd come to see her as well.

Meanwhile, Stella had zoomed around, searching the cages. She passed the muscular fairy, a blond haired fairy who was curled up in a corner, a red haired fairy with a harmonica, and then she finally came upon the magical being she sought.

"Flo!" she said, smooshing her face against his container.

"Stella!" cried Florence, "Tootie!"

"We're gonna getchya out, Flo!" said Stella, her voice cracking a little.

"Okay, guys, search around for anything that might help us." said Timmy. Tootie immediately set to looking. So did Stella and Cosmo.

After a few moments, Stella felt Cosmo's finger tapping her shoulder.

"Hey! Hey lady! Lookit this!"

Stella turned around and saw Cosmo pointing gleefully to a large red button set into a metal panel in the wall.

"Let's press it!" he whispered. "I'm getting a good vibe about pressing it!"

"I dunno…" said Stella, looking at the button and tapping her chin, "That sounds like the kinda thing that Flo'd say was a bad idea…"

"Wanda would say that too." said Cosmo, "But I know it'll haunt me forever if I don't press it!"

Stella took a moment's deliberation and then shrugged.

"Sounds about right. Let's do it!"

Both fairies smacked their hands down on the button. It went about as well as you'd imagine. A loud klaxon went off and the room was suddenly bathed in red in light.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" yelled Timmy. Both guilty fairies were about to respond when a pair of mechanical arms came out of the walls and grabbed them. Electricity shot up the arms and both fairies were briefly illuminated from the inside out. A screw was visible protruding from Cosmo's skull, a marble lodged in Stella's ribcage, then, the electricity stopped and both fairies collapsed, smoking.

"Cosmo!"

"Stella!"

"Silence!"

The arms retracted into the walls, dragging the unconscious fairies with them, as Valeria and Wishbone stepped out of a door at the back of the room.

"Hm. You made it into our secret base. Impressive." said Valeria, arms crossed.

"Um, it was pretty obvious." said Timmy, glaring at her. "Even Cosmo pointed it out."

"Cosmo…" said Valeria, ignoring Timmy's cheek, "I'll have to put his name on his cage. The others have refused to tell me their names."

"What are you doing to the fairies?!" cried Tootie.

"Oh, nothing much. We're just slowly sapping them of their magic."

"What?!"

"Wishbone is very weak, but with all these fairies and their magic, she will grow strong and she'll be able to bite back." Valeria smiled, "Then, she'll have her revenge. She'll never be neglected or hurt again."

"Wait!" said Tootie, "What about Jorgen? The head of the fairies! He'll find out what you're doing, he'll stop you-"

"Oh, we have nothing to fear from him." said Valeria dismissively. "Jorgen monitors the magic expended by fairy godparents. Any time he senses an anomaly in the flow, he comes running. But my machines sap the fairies in such a way that it seems like they're just granting wishes, as usual. Nobody can stop Wishbone from getting what is rightfully hers."

"Look, Valeria, or whatever your name is," said Timmy, scowling, "That dog is a menace! It's tried to kill millions of fairies, it tried to eat a fairy baby-"

"Yarp! Yarp!" barked Wishbone, "Grrrrrr…"

"That's what they'd like you to think." said Valeria, "You've been taken in. It's no surprise, if the one you called Cosmo is yours."

"Where did you take him?!" snarled Timmy.

"Oh, he's being hooked up. So is the girl. Stella, wasn't it?"

A panel opened up at the back of the room and two glass domes emerged, containing Cosmo and Stella, both hooked up with wires. The fairies stirred groggily, emitting groans.

"I think we have enough fairies." said Valeria. "Start the full draining process."

Wishbone slammed her tail against a button. A loud humming filled the room. The electrodes began to spark. Cosmo and Stella twitched, electricity emitting from their bodies in little snaps, like static. The other fairies seemed to be affected too.

"Stop it!" shouted Wanda, "Stop it, you evil, evil girl!"

Timmy leapt at Valeria, but Wishbone got there first. She pinned him down and snarled into his face. Tootie ran forwards, fists clenched.

"Don't you touch Timmy!" she smashed a fist into Wishbone's jaw. This produced nothing but pain in her fingers, although Wishbone had now trained her eyes on Tootie.

Tootie steadied herself and struck a fighting pose. She was ready to defend Timmy and her fairies, but a sudden pain in her shoulder told her she was being attacked from behind.

"No!" said Valeria, "You'll answer to me! We must not fail!"

Tootie squared off against Valeria. The two girls tackled each other, kicking and punching with equal fury. Meanwhile, Timmy struggled against Wishbone. Tootie fought with all the power she could muster, but Valeria seemed to match her strength. A sudden yell from Timmy made Tootie look around. Wishbone had seized Timmy's head in her jaws and was shaking him back and forth as she had Florence.

"TIMMY!" cried Tootie, but her momentary lapse in concentration left her open to Valeria's attack, and Tootie was pushed into the ground, immobilized by Valeria's efforts. The fairies in the glass cases were jerking and twitching now, violent spasms shaking their bodies. Tootie could just see Wanda out of the corner of her eyes; She was hugging her child to her chest, trying to protect him from the malevolent machine.

All of the sudden, there was a deep, angry growl. It came not from Wishbone, but from the stairs. All battling parties looked up in astonishment to see a shadow at the top of the stairs.

"You leave my friends alone!"

Sparky launched himself down the stairs, directly at Wishbone, who couldn't move fast enough. He plowed into Wishbone, snarling fiercely.

"Sparky!" cried Timmy happily, "Good boy!"

Now it was Valeria's turn to be distracted. Tootie leapt up and kicked Valeria in the chest.

"HI-YA!"

As Tootie went to subdue her, Timmy, searched the room and found a heavy looking wrench in a toolbox. He hefted it up, staggered to the nearest cage, and smashed it. The muscular black-haired fairy burst forth with a cry of "Gracias!" and promptly changed himself into a mallet and broke open Wanda's cage. She and her son followed his lead and became mallets as well. Soon all the fairies were freed except Stella and Cosmo.

"We can't get near them!" cried the red-haired fairy, vainly trying to approach the domes containing the trapped fay, "There's some kind of energy field!"

"Find the cables! Smash them!" cried the muscular fairy. The fairies did so and began destroying the machinery.

"No!" cried Valeria.

The machines began to break down under the fairies' onslaught. The glass domes holding Cosmo and Stella exploded, sending the fairies flying.

"Cosmo!" cried Wanda, swooping over to catch her husband.

"Stella!" cried Tootie running forwards to rescue her falling Godmother.

"Mon dieu!" cried Florence. A tower of metal machines was toppling, and was about to fall on top of Valeria. Florence soared towards her and scooped her out of harm's way.

"Are you alright?" said Florence softly, peering concernedly into the girl's eyes.

Before she could answer, a piteous howling issued from the corner of the room. The fairies and children turned to see Wishbone pinning Sparky to the ground, foaming with rage.

"I won't be stopped!" wheezed Wishbone, startling everyone, "I will succeed! I will get my revenge!"

And then, suddenly, smoke filled the room. A growl grew in volume until it exploded into two words.

"TIMMY TURNER!"

Jorgen Von Strangle, strongest fairy in the universe, sat, hunched up in the low ceilinged room which did not accommodate his bulk.

"Aw man!" said Timmy, "It wasn't my fault this time!"

"Something very wrong is going on here, and I intend to put a stop to it!" roared Jorgen, spraying the fairies with spit.

"Turn around then!" shouted Timmy.

Jorgen inched himself around, moving laboriously due to his size. When his eyes fell upon Wishbone, they narrowed.

"So it's you, is it?!" cried Jorgen, "You've been a very bad pooch!"

"You can't stop me!" snarled Wishbone, "I have the fairies' magic! The girl has sapped it for me! Now I shall-" Jorgen cut her off by picking her up off of Sparky by her tail. She struggled, and yet somehow, she didn't seem to be able to fight Jorgen off.

"Stupid puny fearie-dog!" he said, "You can't use fearie magic for yourself. It's a different kind than yours. Your plan has served no purpose other than to ANNOY ME."

"I wanted to use their magic!" snarled Wishbone, struggling against Jorgen's fingers, "I wanted to spit it back in their faces! Consume them all!"

"You're going to the pound!" said Jorgen, and with a puff of smoke, Wishbone disappeared.

"Why are you always there when something bad happens?" said Jorgen, inching back around and frowning at Timmy.

"I wish I knew." sighed Timmy.

"I'd grant that wish for you, sport, but I don't think it'd help." said Wanda, who was supporting Cosmo in one arm and holding her infant son in the other.

"Well, I must be off!" said Jorgen, "I have to muzzle that crazy mutt! Stay out of trouble, Turner! And you, Tremmorten!"

And with his characteristic mushroom cloud, he disappeared.

There was a silence. Then a whisper.

"You… you saved me." everybody turned to see Valeria, staring at Florence, who was dusting himself off.

"Yes, of course." said Florence, simply, "It is a fairy godparent's job to keep human children happy and out of trouble. I could not let you be crushed."

"But… but Wishbone always told me that fairies didn't care, unless there was something in it for them… and I'm not you godchild… I… I tried to suck all the magic out of you!"

"That dog was a bad influence," piped up Wanda, "I wouldn't be surprised if every word it said was a lie. We'd never let anything happen to a child if we could help it. Even if that child tried to kill us." she gave Valeria a stern look.

Tears began to fill Valeria's eyes.

"I've been wrong… about everything… for so long… And Wishbone was my only friend…" she whimpered.

Tootie looked at Timmy, who was picking rubble out of his hair and trying not to look affected by the girl's tears. But he finally returned Tootie's gaze. Then Timmy called "Jorgen! Jorgen Von Strangle!"

There was a pause. Then Jorgen reappeared in a huge explosion.

"WHAT IS IT, TURNER?!" he snarled.

"What are we gonna do about Valeria?" said Timmy, pointing to her.

"Ah yes, I forgot, the girl." said Jorgen, frowning. "We'll have to erase her memory. She shouldn't technically know about fearies."

Valeria looked up, eyes shining.

"No!" she said desperately, "I don't want to forget!"

"Trust me," said Jorgen, "You'll be happier. And we'll be safer. It's Win-Win!" he gave a grin and a thumbs up.

"It doesn't hurt." said Florence, gently, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's as easy as falling asleep."

The dishevelled, tearstained girl look up at Jorgen, then at Florence, and then let her head droop.

"Okay." she murmured.

Jorgen clicked his fingers and a small golden tube with a pink knob on the end appeared in his hand. He scooted closer to Valeria, put the tube in front of her face, and activated it. A pink glow emanated from the knob on top. The fairies instinctively closed their eyes, and so did Timmy, Sparky and Tootie. Valeria's eyes momentarily glowed pink, then she put a hand to her forehead, shaking her head in disconcertion.

"Everybody out!" said Jorgen. The fairies disappeared in a single poof, transporting Timmy, Sparky and Tootie along with them, and depositing Valeria inside her house.

Timmy and Tootie appeared in Timmy's backyard. Sparky immediately ran off to chase a passing car with loud cries of "Warf! Warf!"

"Well I'm glad that's over!" said Timmy.

"Poof poof!" agreed Poof, shaking his rattle.

"Heeeeey." said Cosmo, squinting at Florence, "You don't look like a girl!"

"W-what?" said Florence, astonished, "Excuse me?"

"You're Florence, right?" said Cosmo. Then he sniggered. "That's a girl's name!"

"No it isn't!" cried Florence, going beet-red, "It can be both!"

"Suuuuuure it can." said Cosmo, still giggling.

"I'm sure everybody would love to have a nice long chat, since we've all just met and all," said Timmy, "but I'm exhausted."

"Me too!" said Stella.

"And me." agreed Wanda, fervently.

"You can go home now." said Timmy to Tootie. She gave him a hurt expression. How could he be so curt with her? After all, she had just helped him defeat a villain and save his fairies lives.

Timmy looked uncomfortable, and then give a small cough. "You uh, did pretty good back there."

"Ohh thank you Timmy! You were wonderful!" squealed Tootie, leaping upon Timmy and smothering him in kisses. As Timmy tried to extricate himself from Tootie's love, Stella, Florence, Cosmo, Wanda and Poof faced each other.

"Don't I… know you..?" said Florence, peering at Cosmo and stroking his chin.

"Uhh. Now that ya mention it, you sound familiar." said Cosmo.

"Yeah! So do you." said Stella, eyeing Wanda suspiciously.

"Well, we'll have to wait until another day to remember." said Wanda, "Timmy needs some rest, and so do I, for that matter."

"You are right." said Florence. And with that, Florence and Stella poofed themselves and Tootie home. They sat on their front steps and discussed the events of the day. As they did so, they saw Valeria wander down their street, looking slightly lost. As she passed, she glanced at Tootie and then gave her a shy wave.

With a small smile, Tootie waved back.

Tada! Hope you enjoyed the two-parter! I certainly enjoyed writing it! Please be so kind to leave to reviews, if it suits you, and have a good day! -Twiddlesticks