Hello, dudes and dudettes! Bummed out? Haven't found anything to read that
you could finish quickly but easily enjoy yet? Well, have no fear! Cause
the next chapter is here!!! I'm really glad that you guys like my fic! I
thought I was going to be put down compared to other fan-tabulos writers in
this site. But you have all encouraged me in your own ways! And so, before
I get all mushy and teary-eyed, I present Chapter 12, which is one of my
favorites!
Disclaimer: I don't own FOP or any of its nice, little characters. I wish I owned Chip Skylark, though . . . *sigh*
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"W-what's the catch, then?" Sparkle asked in a small, squeaky voice.
The Grim Reaper grinned evilly.
"Now, you should always remember that rule about not being seen by anyone. Every fairy knows it," he started.
Sparkle blinked.
" . . . they do?"
The Reaper raised his arms in despair.
"Of course they do!" he said angrily. "Don't you know that?!" Sparkle opened her mouth to answer, but the Reaper interrupted. "Ah-bup-bup! Forget it! Let us talk about the catch. You will make sure you are back here to report the mission completed before my hourglass is almost empty at this time." The Reaper materialized an hourglass and set it down. "And most importantly, you will make sure your parents never find out you're their daughter."
"Why?"
The Reaper's shoulders slumped.
"Didn't your mother teach you anything about this?"
Sparkle thought hard. She looked annoyed and exhaled sharply. She mimicked Wanda's voice as she quoted her ((I laughed hard trying to imagine this ^.^)):
" 'Tampering with time is a very perilous situation. We have always told our charges to be careful not to disturb anyone or anything from the era of the past, because it may cause a grave time paradox. And I suggest you and your brother take that advice as well.' "
"Ah, see? You do remember. Now, if you fail to uphold the rules, I--"
"What rules?" Sparkle said, back to her normal voice.
"THE TIME LIMIT AND YOUR HIDDEN IDENTITY!!!"
"Ohh. Yes, go on."
"If you fail to uphold the rules, you and your brother will be stuck here in Limbo . . . alongside your dead parents and whoever aids in your journey."
"That sounds kind of harsh," Sparkle said, starting to have doubts.
"Don't worry about it. Just tell your brother what happened to your parents and show him what you have to do to get them back. Just don't tell him that you got this info from me."
"How come?"
"It's uhh . . . part of the challenge! Now, go on home, because your time starts right now!"
The Grim Reaper turned over the hourglass and Sparkle sped off with her instructions at hand.
"Good-bye, Mr. Reaper! Thanks a lot!"
A flash of light sprouted from above, noting the exit of the dimension. Sparkle went through and was heading back to Fairy World with a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to tell Rick how brave she has been! Now, if only she could remember her home address . . .
Back in the 'halfway house', the Reaper looked up as the fairy girl disappeared. An evil grin formed on his face.
"Foolish Child . . . there is no way she can make it."
~*~*~*~
And that's how their quest came to be.
Now Timmy, Cosmo, Wanda, Rickstardo and Sparkle were all in the vast, dark, structure-less place that was Limbo. When they recovered, they tried to look for a way out. But there was none. Sparkle played nervously with her magenta curls, knowing she was the only one who knew what was going on. Although, Cosmo and Wanda didn't seem to be paying attention to the surroundings anymore. They were apart from the others and talking.
Cosmo smiled in delight and held Wanda's hands.
"Oh my gosh, Wanda! Do you know what this means?!"
"That I'm in a seriously confusing and distressing dream?"
"No! We're parents now!!"
"Not now, you numbskull! In the future."
Cosmo paused for a moment, staring off into space. He let go of Wanda and suddenly he started laughing uncontrollably.
"You said 'numbskull'! Haahahaha! 'NUMBS' and then, 'KULL'! HOOHAHAHA!!"
Wanda ignored him and continued with her own thoughts.
"I suppose it is kind of obvious. If you look at the right angle, Rickstardo does look like has developed my brains and your physique. And Sparkle. she umm. well, you know."
"How now brown cow!"
" . . . what?"
"I'm trying to rhyme like last time."
" . . . oh-kay. Come on; we should go back with Timmy and help him get out of this place. Then maybe I can have a talk with those two," she said looking at the twins.
"O-kee do-kee, artichokee!" Cosmo followed Wanda.
All reunited, they started talking all at the same time. They couldn't even understand each other. Sparkle hovered high and shouted over all of the noise.
"HEY! EVERYONE! SHUT UP!!"
Timmy, Rick and the oddparents shushed and looked at the little fairy, astonished at the outburst.
"Now, I didn't mean to shout - you can give me a lecture in a moment, Ma - but I need to tell you all, that-- I know what's going on."
"I'll bet you do," said a voice from behind.
The group turned to where the voice came from and saw the dark, hooded figure, standing tall over Timmy. The Reaper. He looked at them all with a sinister smirk, sending a chill down the small 10-year-old's spine.
" . . . boo."
"EEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
"Wait," Wanda said. "Why are we yelling? That wasn't scary."
"So?" the Grim Reaper retorted. "You're not writing this story, are you? Now, continue. Boo."
"EEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
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Well, as I have previously said, I'm weird.
This is the last chapter I'm writing during my vacation. I've been enough time in the computer just reviewing stories. Next chapter will be loaded with /my/ computer mouse, updated with /my/ keyboard and I shall be sitting on my butt in /my/ chair! Ohh. sweet, comfortable chair.
Well, until then! Adiós!
Disclaimer: I don't own FOP or any of its nice, little characters. I wish I owned Chip Skylark, though . . . *sigh*
----------------------------------- Part 12
"W-what's the catch, then?" Sparkle asked in a small, squeaky voice.
The Grim Reaper grinned evilly.
"Now, you should always remember that rule about not being seen by anyone. Every fairy knows it," he started.
Sparkle blinked.
" . . . they do?"
The Reaper raised his arms in despair.
"Of course they do!" he said angrily. "Don't you know that?!" Sparkle opened her mouth to answer, but the Reaper interrupted. "Ah-bup-bup! Forget it! Let us talk about the catch. You will make sure you are back here to report the mission completed before my hourglass is almost empty at this time." The Reaper materialized an hourglass and set it down. "And most importantly, you will make sure your parents never find out you're their daughter."
"Why?"
The Reaper's shoulders slumped.
"Didn't your mother teach you anything about this?"
Sparkle thought hard. She looked annoyed and exhaled sharply. She mimicked Wanda's voice as she quoted her ((I laughed hard trying to imagine this ^.^)):
" 'Tampering with time is a very perilous situation. We have always told our charges to be careful not to disturb anyone or anything from the era of the past, because it may cause a grave time paradox. And I suggest you and your brother take that advice as well.' "
"Ah, see? You do remember. Now, if you fail to uphold the rules, I--"
"What rules?" Sparkle said, back to her normal voice.
"THE TIME LIMIT AND YOUR HIDDEN IDENTITY!!!"
"Ohh. Yes, go on."
"If you fail to uphold the rules, you and your brother will be stuck here in Limbo . . . alongside your dead parents and whoever aids in your journey."
"That sounds kind of harsh," Sparkle said, starting to have doubts.
"Don't worry about it. Just tell your brother what happened to your parents and show him what you have to do to get them back. Just don't tell him that you got this info from me."
"How come?"
"It's uhh . . . part of the challenge! Now, go on home, because your time starts right now!"
The Grim Reaper turned over the hourglass and Sparkle sped off with her instructions at hand.
"Good-bye, Mr. Reaper! Thanks a lot!"
A flash of light sprouted from above, noting the exit of the dimension. Sparkle went through and was heading back to Fairy World with a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to tell Rick how brave she has been! Now, if only she could remember her home address . . .
Back in the 'halfway house', the Reaper looked up as the fairy girl disappeared. An evil grin formed on his face.
"Foolish Child . . . there is no way she can make it."
~*~*~*~
And that's how their quest came to be.
Now Timmy, Cosmo, Wanda, Rickstardo and Sparkle were all in the vast, dark, structure-less place that was Limbo. When they recovered, they tried to look for a way out. But there was none. Sparkle played nervously with her magenta curls, knowing she was the only one who knew what was going on. Although, Cosmo and Wanda didn't seem to be paying attention to the surroundings anymore. They were apart from the others and talking.
Cosmo smiled in delight and held Wanda's hands.
"Oh my gosh, Wanda! Do you know what this means?!"
"That I'm in a seriously confusing and distressing dream?"
"No! We're parents now!!"
"Not now, you numbskull! In the future."
Cosmo paused for a moment, staring off into space. He let go of Wanda and suddenly he started laughing uncontrollably.
"You said 'numbskull'! Haahahaha! 'NUMBS' and then, 'KULL'! HOOHAHAHA!!"
Wanda ignored him and continued with her own thoughts.
"I suppose it is kind of obvious. If you look at the right angle, Rickstardo does look like has developed my brains and your physique. And Sparkle. she umm. well, you know."
"How now brown cow!"
" . . . what?"
"I'm trying to rhyme like last time."
" . . . oh-kay. Come on; we should go back with Timmy and help him get out of this place. Then maybe I can have a talk with those two," she said looking at the twins.
"O-kee do-kee, artichokee!" Cosmo followed Wanda.
All reunited, they started talking all at the same time. They couldn't even understand each other. Sparkle hovered high and shouted over all of the noise.
"HEY! EVERYONE! SHUT UP!!"
Timmy, Rick and the oddparents shushed and looked at the little fairy, astonished at the outburst.
"Now, I didn't mean to shout - you can give me a lecture in a moment, Ma - but I need to tell you all, that-- I know what's going on."
"I'll bet you do," said a voice from behind.
The group turned to where the voice came from and saw the dark, hooded figure, standing tall over Timmy. The Reaper. He looked at them all with a sinister smirk, sending a chill down the small 10-year-old's spine.
" . . . boo."
"EEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
"Wait," Wanda said. "Why are we yelling? That wasn't scary."
"So?" the Grim Reaper retorted. "You're not writing this story, are you? Now, continue. Boo."
"EEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
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Well, as I have previously said, I'm weird.
This is the last chapter I'm writing during my vacation. I've been enough time in the computer just reviewing stories. Next chapter will be loaded with /my/ computer mouse, updated with /my/ keyboard and I shall be sitting on my butt in /my/ chair! Ohh. sweet, comfortable chair.
Well, until then! Adiós!