Timmy popped his head out from beneath Jorgen's desk.
"Did you guys find anything yet?" he shouted.
"Not yet, Timmy!" Wanda called back, digging through cabinet drawers.
"Poof-poof," Poof said negatively.
"I found a quarter!" Cosmo replied. "And what I think is a piece of chewed gum...oh, and a bunch of photo albums that are full of pictures of the Tooth Fairy...in a bikini!"
"Here!" Timmy emerged from one of the desk drawers and pulled out a long, yellow rod with a purple star button on one end of it. "What's this thing?"
"Press it and see what it does!" Cosmo suggested.
"Okay," Timmy said. He started to bring his thumb down to press it.
"Wait, no! Don't press that, Timmy!" Wanda suddenly shouted, alarming Timmy. "That's the forgeticen! That's the thing that wiped your memory!"
"Really?" Timmy said in surprise. He rolled the stick over over in his hands—revealing the word 'FORGETICEN' printed in block letters on the other side. "...ohhh. Right."
"Where did you find that?" Wanda asked, flying over to him. "Chances are, he keeps the antidote near it."
"Just in this drawer," Timmy said, pointing down. He tossed the forgeticen stick behind him. Timmy, Wanda, and Poof started to dig through the drawer.
The stick hit Cosmo in the head, who was still looking through the photo albums. He dropped the albums and yelped in pain.
"Poof-poof!" Poof shouted victoriously, emerging from the drawer with a vial filled with a milky, green liquid. A picture on the front of the vial had the forgeticen stick with a big red X on top of it.
"You found it!" Timmy took the vial from Poof. "Thanks, dude. You're pretty smart for a baby."
Poof shrugged. Timmy opened the vial and smelled it. He was immediately repulsed.
"Well, I hope this is it," Timmy said skeptically. "Here goes nothing!"
He tipped the vial back and chugged the green liquid down. After finishing it, he shut his eyes and dropped the vial in disgust.
"Are you okay, Timmy?" Wanda asked worriedly.
Sparkles began to float around Timmy's head. After a moment or so, Timmy opened his eyes again, and stared at Wanda and Poof blankly.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, blinking, "I can...I can remember now! I can remember everything!"
"YAY!" All three of his fairies cheered, rushing over and hugging Timmy.
Timmy hugged all three of them back, still a bit mesmerized. "Geez, how could all of this have happened? I'm really sorry, you guys. I have no idea why or how I could ever have neglected and abandoned you guys like that. I just...don't even know."
"Oh, it's alright, Timmy!" Wanda exclaimed. "A lot of it is our fault, anyway."
"You mean a lot of it is your fault," Cosmo corrected her.
Wanda glared at him. "Okay, yes. A lot of it is my fault. I guess it goes to show that there is no point in trying to teach people lessons around here, because it never works. Or backfires insanely."
"You got that right!" Timmy laughed. Then he thought for a moment and said, "Sooo...this is the part where I wish everything back to normal again, right?"
Cosmo and Wanda both opened their mouths to say something, but before they could, a loud, commanding POOF! came from behind them.
It was Jorgen. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses, holding a cocktail in one of his hands. He looked down at the four people inside of the room.
"Alright Cosmo, Wanda," Jorgen said, drinking his cocktail, "I'm back to hear your guys' decision on which new godchild you are going to—wait a minute, Turner?"
Jorgen removed his sunglasses and stared at the boy, blinking. "What are you doing in my office? Oh wait, don't tell me..."
"We came back to find the antidote for the forgeticen so he could drink it and get all of his memories back!" Cosmo said cheerfully. Wanda, Timmy, and Poof all glared at him. Cosmo blinked. "...what?"
Jorgen shook his head. "You really have no hesitation in breaking every single rule that ever existed, do you? Plus, that was my last bottle of forgeticen antidote! Well, too bad for you, Timmy Turner, because that means when I wipe your memory again, you'll never be able to get it back."
"Aw, come on, Jorgen, really?" Timmy asked, holding his arms out. "You're really gonna wipe my memory again and take my fairies away from me forever?"
"Well that was what I did in the first place!" Jorgen exclaimed irritably. "You were the one that said you didn't need them anymore. They're not even yours right now, anyway. You may have your memories back, but they still can't grant you wishes."
Jorgen raised his wand, and pointed it accusingly at Cosmo and Wanda. "And you two! What is your deal? Bringing a human that is no longer your godchild into Fairy HQ? You two do realize the punishment for breaking The Fairy Code, don't you?"
"A...few harsh words and then a promise to never do it again?" Cosmo guessed.
"More like three hundred years of probation!" Jorgen snapped.
"Three hundred years of probation?" Wanda exclaimed.
"How many years of probation?" Cosmo asked.
"Three hundred..." Jorgen blinked. Sparkles suddenly began to float around his head, similar to the way they floated around Timmy's head earlier. "three hundred...uh..."
"How many years of probation?" Cosmo asked again. He was now smiling for some reason.
Jorgen frowned. "Well, it depends on how badly you broke the rule." he raised an eyebrow. "Wait a minute, how badly did you break the rule?"
Wanda gave him a weird look. "Wait a minute, but you just said it was three hundr—"
Cosmo put a hand over Wanda's mouth and held up the forgeticen stick (the same one that Timmy had thrown at his head earlier) and pressed it again.
More sparkles floated around Jorgen's head. The large fairy blinked a few times and shook his head.
"How many years?" Cosmo asked again.
"How many years of what?" Jorgen asked in confusion. "What the heck are you all doing in my office? Timmy Turner! What you doing here? I took away your fairies!"
"Are you sure about that?" Timmy smirked. Cosmo pressed the button again.
"I'm sure—" sparkles came up around Jorgen's head again. "...of something. I'm sure of something...wait...what were we talking about?"
"I don't know," Timmy said. "I was just going home, with my fairies. The fairies I have had forever and never lost or told anyone I didn't want them."
"Oh," Jorgen replied with a frown. "Well, alright then. I guess I'm going home, too."
Cosmo pressed the button again, and sparkles came up around Jorgen's head again.
"Well, alright then," Jorgen repeated like he was in a trance, as though he had never said it before, "I guess I'm going to the grocery store."
Cosmo pressed the button again.
"Well, alright then, I guess I'm going to the circus." Sparkles again. "Well, alright then, I guess I'm going to Canada."
Cosmo giggled. "This is fun!"
"Alright, Jorgen, we'll see you later," Wanda waved at him. "We have to go home now."
"Home? Oh, that's a good idea," Jorgen said, shaking his head dismissively, "I think I should go home too, the Tooth Fairy is going to be mad at me if I—" Sparkles again. "...wait, who's the Tooth Fairy?"
"Okay, I think that's enough," Wanda pulled the stick out of Cosmo's hands.
Timmy smiled at looked up at his fairies. "Guys...I wish we were back home."
Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof all raised their wands and rattle to excitedly grant the wish.
The four of them reappeared in Timmy's bedroom at precisely the right moment.
"Timmy!" Wendy called from the hallway. "I baked you some cookies!"
"Oh, check this out, Timmy!" Cosmo exclaimed, throwing open the door. Wendy was standing right outside in the hallway, holding a plate of chocolate chip cookies. She stared straight ahead blankly, with her signature smile.
Cosmo then proceeded to cheerfully rip Wendy's face off—revealing the robot underneath. Wanda flew up and opened Wendy's chest cavity, which had several beeping meters, radars, and buttons, with labels like 'BAKING,' 'CLEANING,' 'COOKING,' and et cetera.
"The Robotic Housewife 3000! Everything you ever wanted in a housewife, without the regret afterward!" Cosmo exclaimed.
At that moment, Charles suddenly walked into the room, also ignoring the fairies with a big cheerful grin on his face. He was holding a football.
"Timmy, my boy!" he exclaimed, "how's about we go toss the pigskin back and forth?"
Cosmo ripped his face off too, also revealing that he a robot.
"Now, that would be a bad idea," Wanda said, pulling the sleeve of Charles's shirt back to reveal his robot arm, "his arm isn't even built for the tossing motion."
Timmy smirked at the two fairies, crossing his arms. "Wow, you guys really put a lot of work into this whole shenanigan. I'm impressed."
"We got lazy after these two," Cosmo said.
"The daughter we created—the one we said you were switched at birth with—we didn't program her to do anything," Wanda added. "Heck, I don't even think we gave her a name."
"It's a good thing my parents are complete morons, cuz they probably haven't even noticed yet." Timmy rolled his eyes. "Oh, and why a girl, anyway? You guys made me be switched at birth with a girl? Seriously, what are you trying to say to me?"
"We thought it would be funny," Wanda chuckled.
"And it was!" Cosmo exclaimed.
Timmy shook his head. "You guys are terrible."
"We're terrible for you, Timmy!" the two fairies flew back over to Timmy and hugged him.
Timmy hugged them back and smiled again. "And I'm glad for that. Now is this the point where I wish everything back to normal?"
"It's as good as any time," Wanda shrugged.
"Alright, cool." Timmy pumped a fist in the air. "I wish everything was back to normal again!"
Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof raised their magical instruments triumphantly, and granted the wish.
Crocker dragged himself into his living room and faceplanted into his couch.
"Denzel, darling, what are you doing?" Crocker's mother called, coming into the living room.
"You won't believe the evening I've had, mother!" he shouted, lifting his head from the couch cushion. "I was finally in the grasp of my own FAIRIES! and I let them slip so easily from my fingers! One of them was destined to be mine! My own FAIRY! They were supposed to be MINE!"
Crocker twitched, and Mrs. Crocker stared at him.
"Ooh, that reminds me, dear, I need to call your doctor to increase the dosage of your medication," she said, and then she began walking away. "Stay here while I go get the big needle."
Crocker groaned in frustration. "I HATE the big needle!"
It was a Monday morning.
The air of Dimmsdale was crisp and fresh, as many citizens were beginning to wake up to take on the tasks of the new day. The birds were chirping and the sun was sitting high in the sky.
The digital clock on the bed stand beeped 7 AM.
A magical cloud arose from the fishbowl beside the clock, and rose into the middle of the room.
Three fairies appeared. In synchronization, two of the three fairies exclaimed at the top of their lungs, "GOOD MORNING TIMMY!"
Timmy swiftly threw the covers off of his bed and turned to look up at them, his arms crossed.
"Well, sport, are you ready for the first day of your new old life?" Wanda asked jovially.
"The life that you were so miserably living before and were eager to escape, but totally can't?" Cosmo added exuberantly. Wanda glared at him, but Cosmo just shrugged. "Well, what am I supposed to say?"
"It's true," Timmy shrugged, getting out of bed. "This is the miserable life I'm bound to..."
He walked up to Poof, who happily placed Timmy's pink hat on the buck-toothed boy's head.
"...and I couldn't be happier." he said with a grin.
THE END.
A/N: Thank you to everyone for reading this story and being very kind and supportive! You guys are made of awesomesauce and I hope you like cheesy endings, LOL. Hopefully I'll see you guys later, and until then, I'm out! -SJ