The pleasant memories of his date with Trixie flooded into Timmy`s mind as he laid unconscious in his bed. As his godparents looked on at their boy, stroking his hair now and then, his face rippled into something, blank.
"Wakey, wakey." Nega-Timmy`s voice rang.
Timmy eyes fluttered open and he found himself doing the back-stroke in the cold purple water. Above him Trixie Tang`s mother floated, a glass of wine in her hand and her robe barley clinging on.
"Pretty isn't she?" A near-by dolphin asked.
Timmy looked over at the red-eyed dolphin circling him.
"She`s too old." Timmy said.
"Perhaps, but you`ve got it all, and soon mom and dad will be back." Nega-Timmy said.
Timmy gave him a puzzling look.
"Wake-up now, it`s morning." Nega-Timmy said sweetly.
Without warning, Nega-Timmy blasted Timmy with a purple jet stream and Timmy shook himself awake sweating and flopping on the floor.
"Timmy are you all right?" Cosmo and Wanda asked.
Timmy crawled up to his dresser and gripped it. When he finally got to his feet he noticed slash marks on his bed. He jumped then looked at his hands and feet, both now had long, black, sharp claws.
"Okay, I`m going to trim these." Timmy said.
Timmy grabbed clippers and began to clip his fingernails. However, when he looked at his hand again the nails hadn't been cut an inch, but the clippers were broken.
"Oh great, now I have to buy new ones!" Timmy said.
Timmy tossed the clippers and put on his dyed black clothing. Timmy sighed and stumbled down stairs, the nails were going to take some use getting to. When Timmy picked himself off the ground, he noticed no one was trying to give him a wedgie or spank him with a chain-saw.
"Where the hell, is the red-haired, bitch with the bug in her ass?" Timmy asked.
Timmy actually searched the house for Vicky trying to find her. Timmy went into the kitchen then the bath-room before finally walking outside and shrugging it off. When the bus came and Timmy exited he had to dodge a flaming arrow. Timmy found Chester and Aj were already there.
"Well, well, well Mr. Turner, dude got GAME!" Chester said raising his hand.
Timmy slapped him some skin, then sat down as a silver bullet missed him by five inches.
"Well it`s a good thing the rich can't shoot a living target even if it were dancing point blank in a bikini in front of their guns." Timmy said.
The whole ride Timmy explained the date in great detail even over the blasphemy of the popular boys spouting garbage. During the ride Timmy noticed Trixie hadn't got on.
"Guess she`s too good to ride with us." Aj said.
Once the bus got to school Timmy pulled Chester and Aj out of the way as Tad and Chad`s jouster tripped and fell out the bus.
"Guy`s this is disappointing." Timmy yelled.
"Hey Tim, quick question here, when did you get the clippers?" Chester said, staring at his shredded coat arm.
Timmy looked at his claws then apologized as quickly as possible. As soon as the kids reached the front of the school a large purple limo pulled up as did a large white one. The purple one opened up and Trixie walked out, blushing a bit as everyone kneeled. Mrs. Tang also walked out; she was clad in a purple power-suit and purple diamond heels with red make-up, her curly black hair tied into a single pony-tail. Mrs. Tang winked at Timmy while the boy stepped back. When he did the much larger white limousine opened up and Timmy was dragged in. The white Limo drove off and a bright light flashed.
"Hello um…Thomas is it?" A snobby voice asked.
"No, no it`s Timmy, and can I help you?" Timmy asked.
"We are Mrs. And Mr. Buxaplenty." Mr. Buxaplenty said.
Timmy`s eyes widened as he saw the Buxaplentys for the first time. Mr. Buxaplenty looked like his father, except more muscular and powerful looking, he had slick blonde hair with a curly bang over his diamond and platinum shades. Mrs. Buxaplenty looked like his mother except with blonde hair a pair of velvet red shades and her face was more elegant with defined jaw lines.
"Nervous little boy?" Mrs. Buxaplenty asked.
"No, it`s totally natural to see blonde look –a-likes of your parents." Timmy said rubbing his scalp.
"I`ll cut to the chase little man." Mr. Buxaplenty said. "Our child is…well dead, however we are open for a replacement, though the wife here isn't too keen to go through nine months of hell just to spawn a new Reginald."
"Your son`s name was Remy, and you know out of curiosity how did he die?" Timmy asked.
"Oh the silliest thing." Mrs. Buxaplenty said. "Food poisoning, yes tacos, bacon burgers and spaghetti, damn greasy peasant food."
"Back to the subject." Mr. Buxaplenty said. "While in Remy`s room we found pictures of you, albeit the eyes were scratched out and the words 'death to turner' were written on them but still we figured you were a good choice and if you didn't mind…"
"Are you, are you asking to adopt me?" Timmy asked with great concern.
"Were not going to lie, Mrs. Tang was going to give us Trixie and take you, but the whole image thing would be a problem." Mr. Buxaplenty said.
Timmy looked out the window and began to think. On one hand, he would have wealth; comfort and parents who would keep him fed and not ask stupid questions every time he got something. On the other hand he`d be abandoning his friends and family for selfish reasons.
"Can I think about it?" Timmy asked.
"Certainly are doors are always opened." Mr. Buxaplenty said.
Timmy walked out the Limo and entered the school as he walked to…dead Crocker`s class Cosmo and Wanda retook fairy form.
"Cool sport, we`re movin on up." Cosmo said as he began to sing movin on up.
"Sweetie, now I know you usually jump at these types of things but think about your parents." Wanda said.
"There son is dead for two days, and they already want to adopt, and of all the people, his worst enemy." Timmy said.
"What are you saying?" Wanda asked.
"I think someone is screwing with me." Timmy said.
"You see that?" Wandisimo angrily said to Jorgen as they watched the monitors.
"That proves nothing." Jorgen said annoyed.
"Look senior Vonstrangle I`m telling you, Turner is killing people in an attempt to take the wealth of his enemies!" Wandisimo said.
Jorgen slapped his forehead and pressed a red button. Two psychiatric fairies entered the room and dragged Wandisimo out as he ranted and raved on about evil Turner.
"I`m so sick of this." Jorgen said kicking back.