CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

A SECRET COMES OUT

Fairy World. Such a wonderful place on a Friday night. Full of wonderfully strange sights; or just wonderful sights or just strange sights. However, there was a sight occuring that was even strange by Fairy World standards. And that was a mob of fairies with torches, wands and pitchforks. The mob was strange enough, but the person running from the mob was stranger still. It was Jorgen Von Strangle running; in actual fear from the mob. He may have been the Toughest Fairy in the Universe, but not even he could hold his own with a bunch of fairies. Wanda was at the head of the mob with her head on fire and with her wand glowing at full power.

Wanda took aim and Jorgen's crown exploded. Jorgen then tried to activate his jetpack, but Wanda took aim again and his jetpack exploded. So he just settled for running as fast as he could.

"I wonder," said Jorgen, panting, "who else is angry at me."

That was when a bunch of garbage fell on top of Jorgen causing him to trip. He got up and looked up. Big Daddy. Jorgen, then, ran harder. He finally saw sign with the words, "Fairy Stone Park: With woods so thick you can hide in them.

"At last," said Jorgen, "I'll hide in here."

The Toughest Fairy in the Universe went into the woods and hid behind a tree. This was embarrassing. Individually, he could take on every fairy, but he couldn't take on a mob with magic.

"This is humilating," said Jorgen. He then listened. He heard the mob, but the mob sounded like it was going the other way. It was. Jorgen breathed a sigh of relief. "At least, Cosmo's nowhere around," said Jorgen, "he can be extremely destructive when he gets angry."

With that Jorgen Von Strangle sat against a green tree. He was exhausted from all that running. He noticed the tree. It was green; even the bark was green, and why did those roots have claws...

"Wait a minute," said Jorgen looking up.

He recognized what he saw. It was Cosmo at his angriest; in his most terrifying form. For he was the mighty Coszilla.

EARLIER THAT DAY.

Timmy was getting ready for the Friday the 13th dance. He was all dressed up in his tuxedo. It had been very good last two days. He actually got an A on the test Thursday and the world DIDN'T end. He was making some last minute adjustments on his suit when his Dad came in.

"Looking sharp, son," said Mr. Turner.

"Thanks, Dad," said Timmy.

"Well," said his father, "you ready to go."

"Yes sir," said Timmy quite happy.

A.J. and Molly had arrived at the Friday the 13th dance first. He was holding her hand.

"Well, Kojak," said Molly, "are we like to dance all night long."

"I don't know about all night, but I'm ready to dance," said A.J.

Then A.J. noticed that Chester was there WITH Tootie and they were holding hands.

"Well, what do you know."

"What?," said Molly, "like who's that? I mean I know that's Chester but who's the girl."

"Her names, Tootie, Molly," said A.J., "I've been noticing they've been giving each other stares for a couple of weeks now. It looks like Chester finally got the nerve to ask her out."

A.J. waved to them and the Chester and Tootie came over.

"Hey, A.J., dude," said Chester, "hi Molly."

"Hi, Chester," said A.J., "Hi Tootie."

"Hi, Chester," said Molly who then turned to Tootie and said, "my name is Molly."

"My name's Tootie," said Tootie who was about to put out her hand. Molly pulled back. The goth girl said,

"Sorry Tootie, no offense, but I have a strict no touch policy; only certain people like my date can touch me."

"Well," said a nasally voice, "I also imagine that includes close friends."

"Timstir," said Molly, "good to see you."

Molly did actually hug Timmy. Trixie was with him. Tootie looked questioningly.

"Uh, Molly and I met at summer camp," said Timmy, "and we became good friends."

"Hey, Chester, Tootie," added Timmy, "I see you two are finally together."

Chester looked embarrassed and looked down and said,

"Yeah, I finally got the nerve to ask her out. It only took me...uh."

"Ten minutes," said Tootie, "he had a time forming the words to ask me."

They all laughed. Then there was an awkward silence. No one knew what to say to each to other. Finally A.J. broke the ice and said,

"Why don't we get you ladies some punch and you can get to know one another."

"Sure," said Molly.

"That's fine," said Trixie.

"Thanks," said Tootie.

With that the three boys headed for the punch table. When they got there, Timmy playfully and lightly punched Chester in the shoulder.

"So, Chester, dude," said Timmy, "I knew there was something brewing between you and Tootie."

Chester turned a little red and said,

"Timmy's it's just one date. I mean I like Tootie and all, but I'm not sure where it'll be going."

"Well," said Timmy, "it's a start. Kind of like you and Molly; right A.J.?"

A.J. shook his head and said,

"You know buddy you're in a great mood."

"Why shouldn't I be. I'm with the girl of my dreams; my two closest friends have dates life is going great for me. This time I don't..."

"I'll say it," said Chester, "because I'm in an optismic mood. What could possibly go wrong?"

The three girls looked at each other. They had no idea what to say. Finally Molly spoke,

"So, Tootie, how long have you known Chester long?"

"About as long as I've known Timmy. He and Timmy are best friends and so are him and A.J."

"Well, I knew that," said Molly, "do you and Trixie know each other."

The two girls eyed each other a bit and they both said,

"Yes."

Molly noticed this and said,

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No,." said Trixie, "it's just...,uh.."

"I used to chase after Timmy," admitted Tootie, "I'm sure seeing me here makes you uncomfortable Trixie."

Trixie frowned and said,

"No, Tootie I don't have a problem with you here, but I thought you might have a problem with me. That's why I was so nervous."

"Oh no, Trixie," said Tootie, "I've finally gotten over Timmy. I have someone else I'm interested in."

Tootie looked down a little embarrassed. Trixie and Molly smiled. The Trixie stated,

"Well, I can see that. Chester's a good guy Tootie, I'm sure you'll get along great."

Tootie was surprised to hear Trixie Tang compliment one of the so called unpopular kids. Maybe Trixie was not so bad after all.

The dance went on until nine o'clock and then finally broke up. The couples walked their dates home. A.J. was glad to see Timmy so happy. He arrived at his house.

"Hey, son," said Helen, "how'd the dance go?"

"Great," said A.J., "Molly's neat girl and we had a real good time. So did Tootie and Chester and Timmy and Trixie."

"That's good to hear, but you may want to get ready for bed," said Helen, "it's getting late."

"I will Mom," said A.J., "where's Dad?"

"He's already in bed," said A.J.'s mom who then added, "Oh, A.J. you have a message. He said he was one of those kids you met at the camp for gifted kids."

"Did he leave a name."

"No," said Mrs. Johnson, "but he left a number, he said to call him as soon as you got home."

A.J.'s mom handed her son a piece of paper. He looked at it. It must be the guys home phone, because he had never seen this number before.

"Okay, Mom," said A.J., "I'll call when I get upstairs."

Anti-Cosmo grinned. This plan was coming together beautifully. Soon, very soon, Timmy Turner would be his godchild and he could finally destroy the universe and make his own universe. A universe where Anti-Magic and Anti-Everything would be the law.

A.J. dialed the number on his phone, and that was when he heard a voice that filled him with revulsion.

"Hello, super geek," said the voice, "how are you and the other lower class urchins doing?"

"Remy Buxaplenty" said A.J., "why are you calling me? I can assure you that I have no interest in what you have to say."

With that A.J. was about to hang up the phone when Remy's voice came out,

"Don't you want to know why I wanted to kill Turner?"

"Because you're a pyschotic lunatic," said the genius of Dimmsdale, "and now I'm hanging up this phone and telling my parents to block this number from our house."

"You mean you don't want to know that Jorgen wanted Timmy gone as well?" said A.J.

A.J. froze and pulled the receiver closer to his ear.

"What?" said A.J.

"That GOT your attention, I see," said Remy.

"What do you mean," said A.J., "What makes you think that. Besides why are you even on the phone talking. Weren't you in a coma?"

"Oh," said Remy, "that was magic from my Anti-Godfather. Anyway enough with the chit chat, I know that Norm gave you information; coded information to be only used if Jorgen went back on his word to release Norm from prison. If you see what's on that video, you'll know why Jorgen didn't want this to get out." There was a pause and then he added, "Well, goodbye."

"Wait," said A.J..."What do you mean..."

However, all A.J. got was a dial tone. He hung up. Mystified, he went over to his computer. A.J. tapped on the keys and the coded message that Norm had given him came up. He typed in the code word,

"Cactus Jorgen"

That was when a very grim looking Norm came on the screen. In fact, it was not the usual way Norm was. He looked dead serious.

"Hello, A.J.," said Norm, "I'm assuming the reason you're looking at this recorded message is that Jorgen went back on his word; he either took away Turner's godparents or he's trying to get me back in jail. For this, you're going to need Cosmo and Wanda with you. The images I'm about to show you are very disturbing. Don't let Timmy know you've seen this. He doesn't deserve to go through this horrible thing again."

Norm was not his usual snarky self. What the genie had seen had clearly upset him. What on Earth had Timmy gone through.

"There's a way to contact Cosmo and Wanda without alerting Timmy. The code is X13G7. Just type it in on the computer and it'll do the rest."

With that, A.J. did what Norm said. Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof were suddenly floating there.

"What's going on?," said Wanda bewildered, "how'd we get here."

"I think it has something to do with this computer program Wanda," said A.J., "apparently Timmy went through something horrible that Norm knows about."

They all turned to the screen and Norm resumed,

"I assume Cosmo and Wanda are here. The first thing I have to say is this is probably one of the cruelest things I've ever seen done to anyone. And I've seen a lot of cruel things done, and I've been through a lot of cruel masters, but this ..." The genie just shook his head ...,"even by my standards, this is going too far. Well let's begin"

Then the image faded to Timmy in front of Cosmo and Wanda.

"I wish I was never born," said Timmy. Wanda, reluctantly waved her wand.

For the next thirty minutes, they watched in horror as Jorgen told Timmy he was responsible for every bad thing there was. From Elmer having a boil, to Chester being poor, to A.J. having a full head of hair. That was sickening enough, but the most horrific thing that the three of them saw was Timmy Turner offering to disappear from existence to make everyone's life better. Then the screen went blank, and Norm reappeared. The genie spoke,

"Needless to say, that entire timeline was taken out of context. The fact is, without Turner the world is a much darker place. You've always wondered why I suddenly seemed sympathetic to Timmy. This is why. I know exactly what it's like to be told that everyone's better of without you. Now, Wanda, I know you're going to blame yourself for granting the wish, but that's NOT your fault. You had no idea that Jorgen was going to pervert it into something this cruel. Well, now you know." The screen just went blank.

All four of them just sat there with a sunned expression. However, the stunned expressions became very angry expressions. Wanda's hair lit up in flames. The pink haired fairy then said,

"Jorgen's going to pay for doing that to Timmy"

Jorgen looked up in terror. Coszilla/Cosmo looked enraged and got ready to lift his foot to stomp on Jorgen. However, the Toughest Fairy in the Universe managed to roll out of the way in the nick of time. As he rolled he bumped against a purple tree.

"Purple?" said Jorgen who then looked up. It was Poof as a monster similiar to his father. "Poofzilla" so to speak. He looked enraged. Then Jorgen realized the reason. Since Timmy Turner wished up Poof, a world without Timmy would be a world without Poof. Jorgen didn't intend for this to be the message he had given, but Poof and Cosmo did not look very reasonable. He had to get out of there. Jorgen had an idea.

"Look," said Jorgen, "string!"

The Toughest Fairy in the Universe then pointed in the direction of the woods. It worked. Both "Poofzilla" and "Coszilla" went into the direction where Jorgen poined. Apparently, Poof had inherited Cosmo's love of string.

"Now," said Jorgen, "to find my wand. I must have dropped it, but where."

Jorgen looked around and he thought saw it. It was laying at an odd angle. Suddenly it moved up. Jorgen eye's followed the now diagonal staff, and saw that someone was holding it. An eleven year old african american boy.

"A.J.," said Jorgen, fearfully.

"Jorgen," said A.J., lifting the wand the rest of the way up; so hello to my big glowing friend."

Please Review. Hopefully this wasn't too long and boring. I may have to divide it up like I said.