With an aching arm, Wanda reached one of her blistering hands to grab another bar. She didn't dare look down in fear of falling. Ironically, when she wasn't using her wings, or not having them at all in this case, the pink fairy truly feared heights more than anything. It was no wonder rope climbing and other activities as such at school gave her anxiety when growing up. And now, she was literally on the tail of a grown, former godchild of her's who was plotting to destroy her homeworld.

Good god, how did she end up here?

When one of her feet slipped from the bar she gasped as she clutched tighter to steel bars. She peered up, somewhat relieved that Crocker moved at an incredibly steady pace with his floating to the top. His caution in using fairy wings was spreading out time, but Wanda couldn't lag any longer.

"Crocker!" She dared to call out to him.

When the teacher realized he was being followed, he peered down. Seeing the little fairy clinging to the bars, he merely laughed.

"Oh, what a brave little fairy. Thinking she can come to the rescue!"

She scowled as she climbed higher. "I'm not gonna let you do this!"

"Surprising they sent you all alone." Crocker huffed as he floated higher. "Must not care about you enough to send you after me!"

Wanda grumbled as she climbed. "Don't try and get into my head. I'm alone because I'm the only one who could get past that-" Wanda turned her head down in an attempt to look at the black magic that graced the ground bellow. Except, her eyes only met the sparkling pink clouds. "That.."

Crocker cackled. "HA! Thinking you could sneak past because you have no wings now, eh? Well, that may have been true but there was no point! All that back magic faded because it didn't belong here. If your fairy friends had ran out the clock just a bit, they could've come after me themselves. But no, they sent their little flightless hero instead."

"You," Wanda blinked in angry surprise. "You knew I'd come after you," she growled. "That whole 'they can only detect flight' thing was made up! You just wanted Jorgen to think I was the only one capable so that the fairy troops wouldn't come after you!"

"Clever, aren't you!" Crocker teased. "But it wasn't my plan, it was the blue things! Their green-eyed leader actually, who said you'd be so angry you wouldn't say no to coming after me. "

"Anti-Cosmo." Wanda hissed under her breath. She figured he'd know how to mess with Wanda considering he was married to her opposite. Whom speaking of which, if he found his unconscious wife by now, he'd most definitely take it out on Wanda. But, there hadn't been any sign of them since she escaped the depths of the black magic. She shook her head, as she continued to climb. "You don't scare me anymore, Crocker." Wanda quivered as she struggled to climb. "And I'm certainly not gonna let you use science to reroute our magic for your benefit."

"WELL, you must think you're so smart." Denzel continued to tease. He momentarily stopped mid-float and hit the metal bars of the Big Wand with the end of his scepter, causing a rattle to wave down to Wanda. She momentarily lost her balance and gasped as she dangled from the bars with one hand.

"But, it isn't just science," Crocker said. "It's science with a special bonus."

Wanda lifted her other hand to grab the bars, now dangling from only her hands. "And what is that?" She huffed, sweat dripping down her face.

"Oh, you of all should know!" Crocker spat with a grin. "Your flight magic! Well, MINE now!"

Wanda lifted her feet back onto the metal surface. "How's that possible?"

"I've spent months inventing the right technology, the only problem is that I didn't have the right fuel. Until now." He waved his scepter, where Wanda's wings rattled against the sides. "Every mess up, failure, explosion, and embarrassment of my past plans have lead up to this moment. If there's one thing I've learned from being a school teacher, it's that there's one benefit to failing. Any guess?"

Wanda swallowed. "You learn from your mistakes."

"Quite right! And because I've made just about every possible mistake in my endless search for universal domination, I've finally cracked the code!"

"No," Wanda refused to believe it. "No, you couldn't have possibly figured that out from basic human research. It's impossible."

"Oh please, research didn't solve this." Crocker spat. "You should know what did."

"Huh?"

"I've discovered a lot over the years, but some stuff has resurfaced in recent light. I don't know how I remember, but I do," the human paused, staring down at the godparent who watched intently as the male's face grew a wicked grin. "Wanda."

The air seemed to leave Wanda's body all at once as she stared up at the human, completely shell-shocked. Her hands absentmindedly gripped the bars so tightly, that her knuckles turned white. Her limbs were numb, but stiff all at the same time. Nothing but realization and shock controlled her.

"You remember."

"Don't act all surprised now," Crocker spoke bitterly, though he still grinned with evil satisfaction.

"How long..?"

"I won't say, but," He floated down and Wanda stayed frozen, not daring to move any higher or lower. Crocker came to a halt, and with a lowering of his scepter, he just barely touched the side of Wanda's face as though to taunt her. She stayed frozen, her bright pink eyes fixed on the maniac that was her former godchild.

"Far long before I took away your wings."

Crocker lifted his scepter and it brushed Wanda's cheek in the process, causing her to shiver. It was official. Nothing stood in the way of her relation to Crocker any longer. Both of them remembered, and he was prepared to do just about anything to take his revenge. With her wings, which have never been so close yet far from her at the same time.

"Who knows," Crocker called as he floated farther up. "Maybe you and that green partner of yours might finish off with me what never ended."

If it was even possible, Crocker all of a sudden looked to be a much younger boy in Wanda's eyes. A small, lost, helpless child in Dimmsdale who had his whole life ahead of him and needed help to get there. An adorable boy. An innocent boy. A child in need that looked to her with a sparkle in his eyes and a need for her help and her devotion to keeping him happy. She blinked her eyes, and the child vanished. Replaced with a man almost forty years older. A cruel, evil man. A man who had dwelled upon her race and nature for almost his whole life, torturing those around him, including her current godchild, and even her. A satanic man who laughed when he trapped his former godmother and practically ripped her free of her wings while drawing her far too close to death. And he did so without an ounce of guilt.

His floating to the top of the Big Wand and dangerous red sky became apparent again.

"DENZEL!" Wanda yelled in a mix of anger and panic, launching a magic beam towards him. It lassoed high and wrapped itself around Crocker's ankle. With a yelp, he was met with resistance as he stopped moving higher. Looking down, Wanda's hands were now free of the metallic bars and wrapped firmly around her wand. Her feet were planted firmly on the side of the Big Wanda, and even from miles away, you could spot the aggression burning in her eyes.

"Angry now that the truth comes out?" Crocker called more aggressively, attempting to shake off the stronghold of magic. "Can't handle what you did, can you?"

"Our leave was all your doing!" Wanda growled. "Cosmo and I have lost godkids on a part of our mistakes before, but you were certainly not one of them!"

"LIAR!" Crocker bellowed. He attempted to fly away from the magic holding his ankle, but instead, he pulled Wanda with him. The wingless fairy yelped as she was tugged free from the Big Wand, the only thing now holding her was the magic beam attached to Crocker.

"YES! We never would have intentionally left! We had no reason to!"

"NO, I mean it wasn't my doing!" Crocker hissed, continuing to shake the beam. "It was Turner, and you know it!"

Wanda's gaze shot back to Crocker in fear. "Maybe," she squeaked. "But, only recently. He tried to change your past so you wouldn't be so regretful and pained. But, the original way you lost us was from what you did! We didn't leave and Timmy never meant for you to lose us, again! No one did, I swear!"

"What does it matter?" Denzel flew up higher, giving up on freeing his foot from Wanda's magic. "You shouldn't be looking for my solace."

"That's the last thing I'm looking for." Wanda let herself be dragged along with her magic, having no other option. "If you think I'll ever look at you the same again after everything you've put me and my family through you are sadly mistaken."

"You and your family?" Crocker doubted. "As though they've suffered the pain you've gone through?"

"The fact that you think you could talk about my-!" Wanda's breath seemed to hitch in an attempt to stay focus despite her anger. "You have no idea what I've been through! And you have no idea what it's put my husband through! Truth is, I only stopped being sad and started being angry a few hours ago! And you know what? I should've been angry from the beginning! I should've gone after you!"

"Ha!" Crocker sneered, flying closer to the edge of the Big Wand and holding it with one hand, Wanda bumping against the metal with a painful grunt as she hung from the other end of the magic like a rope. "Is that any way to speak to your godchild?"

Wanda scowled through lidded eyes. "You are not my godchild. You're not the boy I took care of all those years ago. He's long gone by now, and he's been replaced with you."

Crocker paused. "I won't disagree." He said. "And if you think this battle's close to ending, you're wrong. In fact, the black magic you escaped from has barely disappeared, it's just rerouting. It's the closest way those anti-fairies can get to this giant source."

"What?"

As if on cue, the world beneath them began to shake. Wanda could hear the cries of fairies in the distance and she dared to look down. Upon seeing a large group on anti-fairies materialize a black cloud to climb it's way up and around the Big Wand, she panicked. The shaking became more abrupt, and in realization, the Big Wand began to tip. Wanda's breath hitched though she didn't scream as she still dangled helplessly from the edge, the single beam of magic being the only thing keeping her in place.

"It'll be an easier process if this is knocked down before I take all its power," Crocker spoke, oblivious to Wanda's struggling. "And even so, I've never been so close to universal domination! I can practically taste it!"

The Big Wand jerked in it's tipping movement and Wanda finally yelled. She wanted to use her magic to do something, but she was already using it to keep herself attached to Crocker. She didn't want to poof away, she'd already gotten too far. There was no other option but to wait until this thing weighed itself down, and go after Crocker.

Wanda closed her eyes, bracing herself. The motion of the tilting tower was slow, and in realization, it was slowing down. When it came to a complete halt, Wanda opened her eyes to see that she still dangled mid-air. However, two new sources of magic occupied her space from both sides. A beam of blue, and green. She looked to where the magic was directed from and saw four familiar figures far below her. Two of which held their wands out in an attempt to keep the Big Wand in place.

"Cosmo-?"

"Fooey!" Crocker yelled. "Just when I thought you were the only fairy stupid enough to come after me. No matter, I can handle two more."

Wanda stared at the ground, blinking in surprise. "Can you handle ten more?"

"What?" Crocker asked, following the pink fairy's gaze. He gulped when he realized a few other fairies had joined the two and were now using their magic to hold up the Big Wand as well. "Well, I've got the anti-fairies.."

Crocker cut himself short as more and more fairies gradually joined the others. They came in groups, all from the vast distance where fairies had originally swarmed to in a fearful attempt to escape the evil that had taken over. And they weren't just army fairies, they were residents. Faces that Wanda knew, and faces that she didn't. All keeping the Big Wand up with their own magic, and giving her the chance to defeat this monster that had so abruptly entered their world. Soon enough, the amount of fairies that had joined outnumbered the anti-fairies, and the black magic couldn't keep it's toll any longer. The Big Wand straightened and Wanda gasped at the movement. In astonishment, she looked back to the fairies below. They didn't so much move as they looked on angrily to the anti-fairies.

They wouldn't give up their world without a fight.

A random face of the crowd was the first to yell. "Get out of our world you evil beings!"

The creatures roared as they ran towards each other, and Wanda shuttered, knowing Cosmo, Timmy, Sapphire, and Brooke had been in the front moments before. However, the four quickly came back into her view at the back of the battle, notable that both Sapphire and Cosmo were attempting to keep their godkids away from danger before anything else.

Looking back at Crocker, Wanda gave him a challenging look. "This won't end so quickly."

"Eurgh!" Crocker groaned in frustration. With another kick of his ankle, Wanda finally let her magic detach. She only fell mid-air for a second, before poofing herself higher to the Big Wand and closer to Crocker, clutching the bars with one hand with her feet planted against them. Crocker merely floated higher and faster, racing to get to the top and take over before something stupid got in his way. He floated higher and higher, grinning when he made it the top before his smile dropped completely at the sight of Wanda standing on one of the large star's points with her arms crossed.

"What-!?"

"Don't get me wrong, Denzel." Wanda mocked. "Flight magic is powerful, but there's a reason we fairies like to poof from place to place rather than just flying there."

Crocker grumbled under his breath as Wanda raised her wand towards him. "Now, are you gonna give me my wings back, or am I just gonna have to do it myself?"

"Ouh, a threat!" The teacher was quick to jump back from his bewilderment. "But, I have a better idea."

In a quick motion, Crocker used a gust of wind from his flight magic against Wanda who went flying back in shock, but not before she poofed herself to the opposing point of the star across from Crocker.

"How many times," Crocker raised his scepter. "Do I have to get you out of my way!?"

"After this, trust me," Wanda tossed her wand in one hand combatively. "You won't ever have to see the likes of me, again."

"Yes, yes, what a hero you are." Crocker rolled his eyes, before reaching deep into his pocket. He pulled out a chip device and pressed it, activating the machine to grow to a larger size and fastened it to the base of the large star, tauntingly placing his foot above it.

"That's your key to universal domination? Another one of your busted gadgets?" Wanda mused.

"Well, along with your wings," he shook his scepter. "It won't be so busted."

"Forget it! This ends now!" Wanda shot another magic beam, this time harder, hitting Crocker in the eyes and momentarily blinding him. As he tried to regain his vision, Wanda quickly climbed to the point that he stood on and kneeled before the device, raising her wand in an attempt to destroy it. However, foot came in a contact with her back, knocking the air out of her as she stumbled up and over the gadget, falling flat on her face. She turned around just in time for Crocker to come beating down with his scepter, only for Wanda to roll out of the way. Still laying on her bottom, she raised her wand and poofed up a swarm of bees come after Crocker, he proceeded to try and swat them off. Wanda stood up once more, only this time, her attention was focused on the scepter Crocker held and her wings that remained trapped within. The human fumbled from left to right, and Wanda carefully mirrored his movements, eyeing the scepter. In a rash decision, she launched another beam that wrapped tightly around the scepter's rod and yanked hard. Crocker was pulled forward from the crowd of bees, who flew off in fear of the fast movement. He yanked back, pulling Wanda forward, who also pulled back with the strength of her magic. Their movements went back and forth in anger and aggression, to the point where neither of them noticed the effect that the combination of Wanda's magic and flight magic were making. Besides Wanda and Crocker's combative forces, a third force began to take it's toll on both of them, gravitating one another to the center where their magic met. Wanda's lidded, angry pink eyes momentarily shifted from Crocker to the scepter and her wand, snapping open at the sight of bright, white energy forming in the middle. It grew larger and larger until suddenly, it erupted.

Both fairies and anti-fairies gasped at the booming sound, looking up to where a beaming white light emitted from the top of the Big Wand.

All other noise in Wanda's ears faded, replaced by the sound of ringing. She saw nothing but white, heard nothing but the buzzing, and fearfully, she felt nothing. She thought of the worst for a moment, thinking she possibly died. But no, no she could still feel her palms that sweated greatly, the burning sensation of where her cheek was slit by Anti-Wanda, and she could still feel the absence of her wings that she had felt for weeks.

And suddenly, there was a picture.

"Wanda." the blurriness focused on the sight of a blue fairy, sitting next to a familiar pink girl in a booth. "The Fairy Academy? Are you joking?"

"Excuse me," A much younger Wanda teased. "You're one to talk, my grades are top-notch."

"Alright miss fancy," her friend rolled her eyes with a smile. "But, you know your dad won't be happy about it."

"Why is that?" Their third friend, a red-head, asked.

"Because her dad hates godparenting."

"My dad doesn't hate it," Wanda said. Her friend arched a brow in doubtfulness. "He just..doesn't want me straying from the family business."

"Why can't Blonda take over?"

Wanda laughed obnoxiously. "As if, she wouldn't know the first thing about it. Also, she's too focused on trynna build a career in the limelight."

"And Mr. Big Daddy is okay with this?" The red-head asked.

"Anything that keeps her out of trouble, yes." Wanda took a sip of her strawberry milkshake. She paused, taking a pink strand of her ponytail and twisting it between her fingers.

"Uh oh," Her blue friend crossed her arms. "What're you thinking there, girl?"

"I.." Wanda shook her head. "Nothing, nevermind."

"No, what is it?"

Sighing, Wanda leaned back in the booth in defeat. "It's just, this can't be all of it."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"I've wanted to godparent my whole life." Wanda smiled half-heartedly. "And thinking of it every day just makes me wanna bust free from my stupid, stubborn family, and start my own life. But, I feel like there's gotta be more to it, you know? I want to be a godparent, but I can't just do it without at least someone to support me, or for goodness sake, just be happy that I'm accomplishing a life-altering career. Aside from you guys.."

"Maybe he's scared?" Her red-head friend suggested. "After all, being too close to humans can be dangerous."

"Dangerous?" Wanda laughed. "Their kind won't catch up to ours in world development for another few thousand years, and we have magic. Trust me, I doubt he's scared of humans."

"I think it's loneliness you're fearing," her friend to her left shrugged. "Doesn't Juandissimo wanna be a godparent, too?"

"Yeah," Wand mumbled, "but both of you know perfectly well I've been having doubts with THAT situation, lately."

Her friend across from her coughed on her milkshake. "Doubts? On Juandissmo Magnifico?"

"Krys, don't start with the 'Juandissimo Maginifco' with me." Wanda sighed. "I'm not in a mood."

"Hey, relax." Her blue-haired friend smiled. "You've got your whole life ahead of you, Big Daddy can't control it forever. Neither can your Muscles Magoo boyfriend."

Wanda gave a small smile. "Thanks, Sage." Her eyes wandered, absentmindedly. "I just know there's gotta be something else."

Sage shrugged. "Maybe there's a better guy for you out there."

Wanda chuckled. "Yeah, somehow I doubt it." She reached forward for a sip of her milkshake, before a large crash and a sudden feeling of splattered food came crashing down all over her. She nearly gasped but went stiff in shock as two pickles slices came sliding over her eyes.

"Oh no, I'm sorry!" A voice spoke to her, though she was still blinded. "Ugh, this is what happens when I use butter to wash my hands instead of soap!"

Wanda reached for the slices in her eyes and removed them. "It's alright, I.." she looked at the distressed waiter before her, notably taken by his bright, luminescent green eyes for a moment, "it's alright, nothing to worry about."

"Oh," The waiter sighed, letting his now empty tray dangle in one hand while pressing the other to his chest. "Good, you're nice."

"Hey!" A voice called across the way from behind the counter, "I don't pay you to spill food all over my customers. Clean it up, ya moron!"

"Yes, sir!" The green-haired fairy saluted in fear, causing his boss to roll his eyes and disappear into the kitchen. Wanda's lips twitched into a small smile of amusement before the waiter turned back to her. "I'm sorry, I'll-I'll-"

"I'll help you," Wanda finished with a smile, getting up from her seat.

"Oh, um," The waiter blinked, he was also splattered in food. He stared at her for a moment, not saying anything and Wanda finally got a good look at him. He stared for a few more moments before she cocked her head to the side to show she was listening. "Um, okay. But-But, only if you wanna.."

"With a boss like that, I sure do," Wanda jerked her thumb to where the head of the diner disappeared moments before. "C'mon," She lead the waiter to the counter and without hesitance, lifted herself over it.

"I..you.." The waiter reached his hand out, looking as though he wanted to stop her.

Wanda blinked. "Sorry?"

"Diner policy," The waiter finally got his words out. "You can't be back there."

Wanda pursed her lips in consideration. "Well, any customer who is willing to give a helping hand should be allowed."

The waiter's face lit up and he smiled, taking Wanda by surprise as to how his mood instantly changed. "Wow! Huh, you should write the rules for this place."

Wanda chuckled, though he kept smiling widely, showing that he was indeed quite serious. He floated over the counter and proceeded to turn on the sink, rinsing a rag and handing to Wanda. "I'd clean yourself up first."

"Aw, well that's awfully kind." She took the rag.

"Yeah, but I also think if you try to clean the floor while still messy you might make it messier." The green fairy shrugged.

Wanda laughed, again. "Good point." She proceeded to take her ponytail from behind her head and to the side of her face, grazing her pink strands with the wet rag to clean up the excess food in her hair.

The waiter blinked, his eyelids falling a bit heavy as he smiled goofily. "Pink.."

Wanda paused. "Sorry?"

His eyes widened again, and he looked around dumbly for an aid. "I..I," he stuttered, looking back at her. "P-Pink! Nice! Hair of yours-!"

She blinked once more, and of course, proceeded to laugh. "I'll take that as a compliment?"

Biting his lower lip, he nodded.

She lowered the rag. "I feel like I recognize you from school," she tilted her head. "What was your name?"

"You wanna know my name?" He asked as in total surprise, pointing a finger to himself for confirmation.

"Yes..?"

He smiled a cute, boyish grin. "I'm Cosmo." His smile then dropped and he panicked. "Wait! But I don't know your name!"

Her lips twitched once more into one more laugh, and she reached her hand forward to grasp his and shake it. She paused momentarily, the warmth and surprisingly firm grip of his hand on hers catching her attention.

"My name's Wanda. See? Now you do know."

Wanda jumped when the pleasurable picture was suddenly torn away by a rush of wind and a beaming white light once again. Buzzing occupied her hearing, and in an instant, she could feel once more. She attempted to walk forward to try and grasp for wherever Crocker may have been but was whisked away again by the sound a child's laughter.

"Denzel?"

Wanda shook her head, trying to stay conscious. She failed though, feeling herself being brought into another trance.

"Denzel, what're you doing in there?"

The bellbottoms were a dead giveaway, and she instantly knew where she was. The pink fairy lowered herself to the tent made from an old blanket in a child's bedroom. "Denzel," she called through a laugh.

"Alright, alright," a boy with glasses and a red-striped shirt came crawling out. He clutched something to his chest.

"What d'ya have there?" Wanda questioned.

"Just something I've been working on." Denzel smiled down at his work. "Now, it's not complete yet. It probably won't be for years, but it will!"

"What is it?" Wanda asked, again.

The boy held it high. "A communication device to talk to other worlds besides Fairy World and earth!"

"Alright," Wanda chuckled. "And the purpose of making it was..?"

"Duh, to talk to other worlds! So much stands outside of the realm of fairies and humans. There's leprechauns, elves, the anti-fairies, and the pixies-"

"Hold it sport," Wanda raised a hand in halt. "You've got no business in associating yourself with the pixies or anti-fairies."

"There won't be any 'associating'" the boy laughed. He then peered his eyes away before mumbling "At least not a lot.."

"Denzel.." Wanda warned.

"What? I'm kidding!" Denzel laughed. "Look at me, do I look like the kind of person who'd do something awful enough to be in partnership with anti-fairies?"

"Well, no. But-"

"Wanda!" There was a poof, and Cosmo appeared next to her, also decked out in his 70s gear. "Have you seen my spectacles?"

"Yes Cosmo, they're on the-"

"Whoa, far out!" Cosmo swooped down and grabbed Denzel's device. "Making more devices? Nice!" He and Denzel both gave peace signs.

Wanda crossed her arms. "You knew about this?"

"Well, not exactly," Denzel answered for Cosmo, taking his device back. "He knew I was making something, but I didn't say what. I didn't want him to ruin the surprise by telling you."

"Or, you just didn't want me to know so I wouldn't stop you." Wanda said, quite stubbornly.

Denzel looked up, holding his godmother's gaze. "Wanda, will you chillax?"

"I just want you to be careful, Denzel. You've been a bit..obsessive with all these facts on other worlds, lately."

"So?"

"So, I just don't want you getting ahead of yourself."

"Wanda, don't you think things would be better if our worlds were all one? If we all got along with no problems? There would be no fairies assigned to specific kids, or leprechauns spreading luck, or elves doing magical labor, or anti-fairies spreading bad luck, or pixies building an endless business. We'd all just live in a universe of peace!"

"I wish it were that easy, sport." Wanda agreed. "But, there's a reason that the human world doesn't know about all these other worlds. You never know what kind of natural evil there may be lurking and waiting down on earth."

"Oh, please. Who would possibly-?"

"Denzel!" There was a call from downstairs. "Come say goodbye to your mother!"

The boy tossed the device back into his tent, before scurrying out the door. Wanda watched where he left, before turning to her husband. "Cosmo, I'm worried."

"You're always worried, Lamb Chop!" Cosmo laughed.

"I'm serious." His wife pushed. "his behavior has been scaring me lately."

"Who's?"

"Denzel's." Wanda deadpanned.

"Ah," Cosmo waved it off. "What can a boy like him do that is so bad?"

"I don't know, what can I boy like him grow into?" Wanda suggested.

Cosmo blinked, knowing she had said something important but couldn't figure out what. "I don't get it."

Wanda sighed with an eye-roll. "Nevermind, it's not important."

"Yay!" Cosmo cheered. "Can we put on The Who now? Can we, can we, pleeease?"

Wanda giggled. "Okay, but only because you're cute."

She yelled in fear when the trance was broken once again, and with an aggressive screech, she tried jumping forward before anything else could take her consciousness away, again. But of course, the bright light was too overbearing and Wanda clutched her head before another image was pulled up.

"I don't know about this, Cosmo."

Wanda shook her head. No, stay conscious.

"Why not?"

The pink fairy growled, trying to fight off the weariness.

"It's just," Wanda sat in a large office with her husband. He sat to her right before the large desk, though they faced each other. Cosmo's hands clutched Wanda's, sensing her nervousness.

"Just what?"

Wanda looked into her husband's eyes, suppressing a sigh. "You remember what happened the last time we had a godchild in Dimmsdale."

"I do?"

"Yes, Cosmo. You do."

"Oh," Cosmo pouted, not really understanding. "Well, what could go wrong this time?"

Wanda pondered, letting her thumb absentmindedly caress Cosmo's hand. Her thoughts were cut short though when the door slammed open and Jorgen entered. Cosmo and Wanda tore their hands away from each other in fright and straightened in their seats.

Jorgen tossed a file onto his desk. "I assume you read the godchild's file within these few weeks that you had?"

Wanda opened her mouth, but her excited husband beat her to it.

"Yup!" He grinned. "Well, Wanda read them. I ate food and watched."

Jorgen groaned under his breath in annoyance. "You know the basics and dynamics of his lifestyle, and what's making him feel unhappy?"

"Yes, sir." Wanda nodded.

Jorgen reached for his staff. "Well then, you're off. You give me the first twenty-four-hour report by tomorrow, or I will come and bring you back to Fairy World myself. Now, get out of my office!" He pounded his staff, and in an instant, Cosmo and Wanda were no longer in that large room. Instead, they were crammed into a dark, spherical space, squished up against one another.

"What the heck is this, a nine-ball?" Wanda spoke to her husband.

"We really need to call a meeting on better entrances," Cosmo said.

"Man, that's dumb!" A squeaky voice from the exterior of the ball said, launching it across the room. Both Cosmo and Wanda 'oofed' at the feeling of the ball coming in impact with the wall. Cosmo gagged, causing Wanda to cringe.

"Don't throw up, now."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have eaten all that Mexican food before we came here."

Flicking her wand, the ball cracked open. Magic flooded out, urging both Cosmo and Wanda to come spinning out before facing their new godchild with two very large grins.

"Hi, Timmy!" They said.

Cosmo was the first to come speeding up to the buck-toothed child, who stared at them in only shock and confusion. "I'm Cosmo!"

His wife joined him. "And I'm Wanda!"

"And we're," They both spoke as they backed away for dramatic effect, poofing up a large sign with spotlights as they yelled out its written words. "Your fairy godparents!"

The image was gone once again. Only this time, the ear-piercing buzzing didn't occupy her hearing. There was sound, but it was muffled. Unnatural sounds of things falling in the distance, and then yells that faded the further they got away. As her senses regained, Wanda realized she was no longer standing. No, she was flat on her stomach. Her face peering to the side with her palms resting on either side of her head. She blinked her eyes open, and through her tired trance, was displeased to see that her world was still red in the sky. The more she gained consciousness, the more she realized that both the fairies and anti-fairies had flown away in fear of the explosion. She sat up, worried as to where Cosmo and Timmy might have been. But then she remembered, there were other matters right now.

Wanda looked towards Crocker, who lied down across from her, groaning as he regained consciousness. Just near him, his scepter laid flat.

By itself.

Adrenaline kicked in with her realization, and Wanda bolted for it. Just as she neared it however though, Crocker sat up with a hand holding his head. His eyes widened at the sight of Wanda reaching for his scepter.

"Hey!" Crocker got up and reached for it just as Wanda did.

"No!" Wanda croaked with a sore throat, yanking the scepter in desperation. In the process, Crocker's force upon the scepter had turned Wanda completely to the edge of the star, almost falling off of the Big Wand.

As her feet grazed the edge, she looked behind her in fear.

"Give it up!" Crocker said.

"No!" Wanda grunted.

"I don't know how you did all that," he referred to the blackout. "But, you keep getting in my way and you're only a small, wingless fairy!"

Wanda winced from Crocker's opposing strength. "Don't let the meek confuse you."

"Whatever! I certainly didn't come here to faint from a giant explosion and relive memories of mother using me as a swimsuit model, or Waxelplax escorting me out of the school with her surprisingly strong throat hold, or how Turner once completely humiliated me with that grizzly bear that came pouncing into the classroom!"

The pink fairy continued to struggle. "You-You also had visions."

"Yes, and they all had one thing in common. They angered me!" Crocker spat. "Especially the last one with Turner. Knowing now that you and that other fairy are the reason behind all his capabilities. I tell you, when I become ruler of the universe, Turner will be the first one to pay. Who knows, if he plays nice, I might give him the chance of being my right-hand boy. A godchild after my own heart, following the same path as I! And being left behind by the very same godparents.."

Wanda scowled darkly, shaking the more she fought harder. "Timmy will never be like you." She hissed.

"Is that so?"

"I don't care if you were a past failure." Wanda's voice shook with anger. "I will never, ever let Timmy face a future like yours. I'd rather die, first."

"Doubtful. These wings are mine now, and this world will be mine!" Crocker yelled. "If I have to knock you off this tower, so be it!"

Wanda's arms began to shake in their grasp of the scepter, the only thing keeping her up with her feet now barely on the edge. She continued to look fearfully to the ground far below her, but her eyes lit up as an idea dawned upon her.

She looked back to Crocker. "So, why don't you?"

"What's that now?"

"Push me off." Wanda cleared, one of her hands dared to let go of the scepter, trying to prove to Crocker that she was serious. However, it really reached for her wand behind her back. "It'll end a lot quicker if you do."

"And what makes you so adamant?"

"What kind of life could I live knowing I let my world become this?" Her eyes motioned to the red sky and sounds of decaying buildings in the distance. "If I can't defeat you, well then, let's just get it over with."

"Hm," Crocker pretended to consider it though he was beyond thrilled. "You're easier to reason with than I thought!"

"I only have one condition," Wanda said.

"What's that?"

"You let me grant you one last wish."

Crocker's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "What now?"

"Grant you a wish."

"How exactly does this benefit you?"

"A godparent's greatest pleasure is to bring joy into their godchild's life. And while my current godchild is nowhere to be seen," she momentarily let her gaze wander though she brought it back to Crocker. "You're a former godchild of mine."

"That's possible?"

"Of course." Wanda lied through a fake smile.

"Ha! Easiest trade I'll ever make." Crocker then pondered. "Let's see, what can I wish for now, that I won't have to worry about later when I'm ruler?"

"What does it matter? Just wish! For anything!" Wanda urged, trying no to show her impatience.

"Let's see, no taxes, mother in an asylum, only cake and bacon as the official food.."

Wanda rolled her eyes, before Crocker finally perked up.

"Ouh! I've got it!" He snapped, grinning evilly at Wanda. "I wish that world peace was finally initiated! That way when I become ruler, it will crush every living person on earth knowing that the world came to it's worse just when it was at it's best!"

And even though the chances were non-existent, Wanda fearfully raised her wand.

It dinged, and Crocker was beyond delighted, cackling with a grin. "I win! I finally win!" He looked to Wanda. "We made a deal. I won't move this scepter until you let go, little fairy. And I don't expect you to poof back up here! Any last words?"

Wanda didn't say anything. Her bright pink eyes were fixed high above Crocker in anticipation. Arching a brow Crocker looked up, only seeing a shadow race it's way down towards him. As it approached, it was evident that a large purple book was falling out of the sky.

"AH!" Crocker screamed as a giant copy of Da Rules landed flat on top of him.

But, not the scepter.

And so, Wanda let herself fall with a smile. Knowing perfectly well what page the book had opened up to.

Section A, Subsection D, 'Wishes are only to be granted by godparents to their current godchildren. No past occupants are their responsibility.'

But, Wanda paid no attention to the book as she fell fast through the air. She gasped as she reached out desperately for the spinning scepter that fell above her, reaching each hand out one after another as her feet kicked helplessly in the air. She fell faster and her heart pounded as she kept the scepter in eyeshot, not daring to look down. She wasn't gonna make it if she looked down.

In panic, she used her wand to usher the thing towards her. Grabbing hold of the scepter as she fell, she brought the glass ball into her eyesight, looking at her wings. The pink fairy's wand began to glow, vibrating in her grasp as to how close her wings were, and how they were out in the open unclaimed. Raising it, she brought her wand smashing down on the glass scepter with a powerful whisk of magic. A crack ensued, and she did it again and again, yelling with every thrust as she fell. The glass broke more and more, and suddenly the bright light that carried her wings within the glass emitted through the cracks and busted open. The light engulfed Wanda, taking control over every inch of her body. Much to her fear, she couldn't move as the magic seemed to wrap around her in one big ball of energy. Wanda was compressed tightly within, the magic's beams blinding her and rotating around her faster and faster. She closed her eyes, quickly approaching the ground.

Except, Wanda didn't meet the ground.

To be continued...