CHAPTER THIRTEEN

NIGHTMARES AND TERRORS

A.J. looked around. Somehow he had linked into his best friend's mind. It amazed the genius of Dimmsdale that this happened. He was curious how, but right this second he had to help Timmy. He looked at the "corner" where Timmy was shaking with fear; almost crying. That was when he noticed that people were around him. They were throwing food at Timmy. A.J. winced. He knew people had taken to throwing objects like that at Timmy and booing. It confirmed what A.J. suspected; it really bothered his friend.

A.J. looked closer at the people gathered around Timmy booing him. He saw Trixie, himself, and Crocker and other people.

"Just LOOK at how ugly and stupid you are," said the dream Trixie, "no one could LOVE you. I enjoyed throwing you out of my costume party because you're a piece of filth."

"Yeah," said the dream A.J.,"You are an inferior intellectually challenged moron..."

The real A.J. had heard enough.

"TIMMY!", yelled out the real A.J. (was it possible to yell in a mental link?)

The people disappeared, but Timmy was still balled up in the corner and now he was crying. A.J. approached him. The African American boy knelt down next to his friend.

"Timmy, buddy," said A.J. reaching out and touching his friend's shoulder. Timmy slowly turned to face A.J. His eyes were filled with terror and tears. It really saddened A.J. to see his best friend like this.

"You're right A.J.," said Timmy, "I'm stupid."

A.J. winced again. Timmy still thought this was part of the dream. Did he even know he was dreaming.

"Timmy," said A.J., "brother you're dreaming."

Timmy looked at A.J. curiously and asked,

"But if I'm dreaming aren't you part of the dream."

"Actually no," said A.J., "believe it or not, it's really me. I've somehow linked into your mind."

His friend looked down and said,

"As small as my brain is, I'm surprised you found it."

"TIMMY', said A.J.,"stop saying things like that." He paused and then continued. "For some reason buddy, you won't wake up. When I shook you, I entered into your dream."

"Can you help me wake up?," asked the buck-toothed boy, terrified, "I don't want to be here anymore."

"I'll try," said A.J., looking around. Then he saw the door.

"Look, Timmy," said A.J., "I'll bet that door is symbolic manifestation of your consciousness. If you go through it, you'll probably awaken. You want to try?"

"I guess," said the blue eyed boy, "even if I don't know what "symbolic manisfestation" is.

This caused A.J to frown and he said,

"Timmy you DO know what it means. You are NOT stupid, but I think you've been told that for so long, you believe it on some level. Now come on, buddy, take my hand."

Almost like a frightened child, Timmy Turner took his friend's hand and they both went towards the door.

"You're going to have to turn the dooknob Timmy and open it," said A.J., "it's your dream, but I'll be here right beside you."

Timidly, the young eleven year old boy reached out his hand to the doorknob, turned it and opened the door.

There was a flurry of color and A.J. standing in the room his hand still on Timmy's shoulder. Timmy's eyes were open now, and he looked around in confusion and fear.

Wanda flew over to him and hugged him.

"Oh, hun," said the pink haired fairy, "are you all right?"

"I think so," said Timmy who then noticed there were no covers, blankets or shirt on him. The young boy then asked, "Where's my pajama top?"

"It's over there," said Cosmo pointed to the other side of the room, who flew over to Timmy and then said, "Here sport,let me help you up."

With Cosmo's help, Timmy sat up. He still looked pale and he was still shivering a bit. The Poof flew over to him and said,

"Timmy no be sad. Love you."

Timmy returned the hug and said,

"Thanks Poof. I love you too."

Then Poof flew over to A.J., and hugged A.J., and said,

"A.J. help my big brother. Thank you."

A.J. smiled and said,

"You're welcome Poof."

"Yeah, buddy," said Timmy, "thank you."

"Honey," said Wanda, "you wouldn't wake up, and then A.J. touched you and it was like you two were talking."

"We were Wanda," said A.J. "somehow my mind linked to Timmy's and I was in his dream."

Cosmo and Wanda looked at each other stunned. Then Cosmo spoke,

"Has this ever happened before?"

"No," said A.J., "and that's what's so weird."

Suddenly there was a knock on the room door and A.J.'s mother spoke,

"Timmy, son, are you okay?"

Anti-Cosmo and Remy poofed in front of A.J.'s house.

"So what's the plan?" said Remy.

Anti-Cosmo was about to speak when there was an atomic poof and Jorgen Von Strangle was standing there. He looked at the rich boy and Anti-Cosmo angrily and he snarled,

"There will be no plan; do you think were wouldn't be watching Turner and A.J."

He grabbed both Anti-Cosmo and Remy. He looked at Remy especially angrily and stated,

"You've hurt Timmy far too many times Remy. I'm taking you BOTH to Fairy World and then decide what to do with you there."

There was an atomic poof and the Toughest Fairy in the Universe, anti-Fairy and Remy Buxaplenty were gone.

A.J. went over to the door and opened it. Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof had resumed their disguises as books on the dresser. Both A.J.'s mom and dad were entered the room and saw Timmy with no shirt, shaking and pale. Mrs. Johnson went over to him with motherly concern and said,

"Timmy, honey, are you okay?"

The boy nodded and said,

"I just had a nightmare. Sorry I woke both of you."

"That's fine, Timmy," said A.J.'s mom and then she paused and added, "do you want to talk about it?"

Timmy looked nervous, but then A.J. spoke up,

"Mom, Father, could I speak to you for a second?"

"Sure," said Mr. Johnson, and then the entire Johnson family went just outside of the room.

"Okay, A.J, " said A.J.'s mother, "what's up?"

"Timmy might feel a little more comfortable talking to me. I know it's 2 in the morning, but since tomorrow's saturday we can sleep in."

A.J.'s parents nodded and the his mother said,

"That's a good idea, A.J. I tell you what. Why don't you boys go downstairs to the kitchen and I'll get you some cookies and warm milk and and you and Timmy can talk."

"Thanks, Mom, Thanks, Dad."

Mrs. Johnson went back itno the room. Timmy had put his pajama top back on. He still looked scared. The African-American woman sat down on the bed beside him and put her arm around the eleven year old. She spoke,

"Timmy you and A.J. are going to talk in the kitchen and I'll get you boys some cookies and milk."

"Thank you, Mrs. Johnson," said Timmy, "that's nice of you; sorry I'm so much trouble."

A.J.'s mother then hugged him and said,

"Oh,honey, you're no trouble at all. A.J.'s had nightmares too, and his dad and I have had to comfort him."

Timmy nodded and A.J.'s mom got up and said,

"Okay boys, come on and you two can go in the kitchen and talk. I'll bring the milk and cookies."

"Thanks, again, Mom," said A.J.

"You're welcome son," said Mrs. Johnson and with that she and her husband left the room.

Anti-Cosmo and Remy were both in Jorgen's office. The fairy commander looked furious. He spoke in his austrian accent,

"Despite what you Anti-Fairies might think, I'm not that stupid. Although I'm surprised that you're that stupid Anti-Cosmo, did you not see the heavy security around Timmy Turner and A.J."

Neither human boy nor anti-fairy spoke. Remy looked angry, but Anti-Cosmo's expression was unreadable.

"So," said Jorgen, "you're not going to talk. I guess I'll keep you two in Abracatraz prison until you open up."

Remy looked up surprised and said,

"Now who's the stupid one? I'm supposed to be in the Dimmsdale Psychiatric Institute; they'll notice I'm gone."

"Hello," said Jorgen, "I'm a fairy; I'll simply poof up a copy of you." He paused and then added, "and of course your parents won't be a problem because it's not like they notice you." Jorgen paused. He was usually not this cruel, but Remy Buxaplenty had tried his patience for the last time. "Now," added the Toughest Fairy in the Universe, "to prison both of you."

Jorgen aimed his wand at the evil duo and they vanished. They reappeared in Abracatraz prison. Remy turned angrily to Anti-Cosmo and said,

"The plan failed. Now what are we going to do?"

Anti-Cosmo grinned and said,

"No we haven't failed. In fact, we're exactly where I need us to be."