(Disclaimer- I do NOT own Fairly Odd Parents and/or the characters from the show, I'm just a girl who loves writing stories and stuff, Fairly Odd Parents and the characters from the show belongs to Butch Hartman.)
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The Worst Saturday and Miss TangWhile most families would spend Saturdays together as a whole, the Turners were quite the opposite. Tootie was making lunch in the kitchen before Timmy would come home, Tammy was with Wanda working on a Japanese garden in her backyard, Tommy was with Cosmo playing video games inside the house, and Timmy was at his work office in Hollywood, California.
There were casting calls today for his movie, and many actresses had come to audition. Eight had already auditioned in front of Timmy and his crew, but none of them seemed to fit the leading role: Maria Ann. Maria Ann, sexy, attitudinal, and bratty. Just in time before Timmy gave up, the doorway where the actors and actresses came to audition opened. There were three people, Chester McBadbat the cameraman, AJ Ibriham the remarkable special effects artist, and one of the most famous celebrities in the world: Trixie Tang.
It wasn't a surprise why the three of them were there. Chester and AJ were getting coffee together from Starbucks a couple of blocks down, and must've run into Trixie there. Trixie loved her mocha lattés, and especially loved them from the Starbucks in Hollywood.
FLASHBACK"Look! I said I wanted to have a mocha latte, that means milk in it!" Trixie yelled at the man who made the drink.
"Hey, I don't care HOW famous you are, I'm correct, kay?" He yelled with bulging eyes.
"There's no WHITE in this drink, I like white!"
"That explains a lot," He muttered, pulling up his sleeve and showing his dark brown skin.
"I didn't mean it that way,"
"Right," He said tapping his fingers against the table. He looked up to the customers behind him. "Look, take it or leave. The people here are waitin'"
"Fine," She flipped her black hair and looked at the two men behind her "You look familiar. Like a long lost-"
"Empty bus seat?" The bald man asked.
"We know you, obviously," The blonde one commented.
"TJ and Walnut, right?" She asked.
"AJ!" AJ yelled.
"CHESTER!" Chester screamed.
"Aren't you those bffs of that Turner kid?"
"Hey man," Chester said, "Guys don't say 'bffs' and Turner isn't a kid."
"That was a while ago," AJ said.
"I know, I'm not stupid," Trixie remarked sourly.
AJ and Chester rolled their eyes, and sighed.
"Look, nice talking to you Trixie, but we gotta head back to the studio and order our coffees," AJ said.
"Studio?" Trixie asked.
"Look, man," Chester said and Trixie eyed him.
"Quit calling me 'man', I'm a WO-man!" She corrected.
"Sorry, dude," Chester said.
"What about a studio?" Trixie asked with people behind her either rolling their eyes and mumbling angrily.
"Timmy's making a new movie, and we're on our coffee," AJ said.
"Yeah, none of the actresses are having any luck," Chester mentioned.
"What do you mean?" Trixie wondered.
"JUST COME TO THE STUDIO WITH US!" Chester yelled and grabbed her by the wrist.
FLASHBACK END"Introducing the lovely, popular, Trixie Tang," Chester joked. AJ and Timmy laughed at this because the bus driver used to announce that when Trixie boarded the bus.
"Sorry princess, everyone here is unworthy of your presence," AJ teased.
"Ha, ha," Trixie said and rolled her eyes.
"Hello, Miss Tang," Timmy acknowledged.
"Hi, Turner," She said coldly.
Oh yeah, she STILL hates me. I don't know if I'll be able to work with her. Timmy thought.
"Trixie, if you don't want to be here, then leave," Timmy said.
"Mm-hmm, Turner, your friends dragged me here. Plus when I get the part, the more money the merrier!" She said coldly.
Timmy nodded slowly and threw the script at her. She huffed, and read the things she needed to aloud. She laughed, she cried, and growled which made most of the people frightened. Trixie was a great actress, and was dubbed for the part of Maria Ann.
Timmy looked at his watch, it was 12:00 and time to head home and have lunch. Before he left his studio, Trixie blocked the way out.
"Hi, Timmy,"
"Uh, hi Trixie," Timmy said and tried to remove her out of the way.
"Timmy, can we talk?"
"Not now."
"I'm sorry, I mean it," She put her arm on his shoulder.
Timmy raised his eyebrows and shook his head.
"Trixie, I got to go. Everyone went home already, and we're the only ones in the building and-" Suddenly, Trixie pulled him closer to herself.
"That's the point," What that, she pulled something from her skirt pocket and sprayed some sort of chemical on Timmy that made him sleepy.
DING! Tootie pulled the stuffed chicken out of the oven.
"Kids! Come into the kitchen!" She called.
Tammy and Tommy scrambled to the kitchen and plopped into their seats. Tootie looked at he watch and frowned.
"Hmm, Dad should've entered the house ironically right when you kids sat in your seats," Tootie said.
"Traffic, maybe?" Tammy hoped.
"Rwabwarkmwwwarrghhah," Tommy babbled.
"Huh?" His sister questioned.
"Sorry, I was eating."
Tammy, Tommy, and Tootie continued eating calmly, and yet they knew something was obviously wrong.
After lunch, Tammy hurried upstairs to her room. She had to know where her dad was, therefore she took out the Christmas tree pine freshener from her closet. She pulled the string and the GPS map appeared.
"Timmy Turner," Tammy whispered.
Wanda poofed next to her. "There you are, Tammy."
"Hi, Wanda," She kept her eyes on the screen.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Dad, he should've been home exactly during lunch time, but he's not and- BINGO!" Tammy saw a red dot in someone's house.
"Where is he?"
"Someone's house-mansion actually. Holy son-of-a-fisher, he's in Trixie Tang's mansion!"
"What! Do you think he-"
"Dad wouldn't, but if he was having lunch at her's as a favor, why didn't he call us?"
"Zoom in!" Wanda patted the screen a couple of times until they saw Timmy and Trixie.
They couldn't hear anything, but the looks on their faces told everything. Timmy was scowling, his ears were red, and mouth always upside down. Trixie was smiling devilishly, like she didn't even care, and playing with his hair.
Timmy was tied to the seat with a rope that could only be removed if someone untied it, and trying to wiggle hopelessly out of it. Trixie looked like she was laughing and say herself at the edge of her bed. The two were in Trixie's bedroom.
At first, Tammy didn't get was going on, but then she saw something in Trixie's hand. It read: PLAN TO GET TIMMY on top. Tammy frowned and looked and Wanda.
"I wish Timmy was out of Trixie's house!"
Wanda waved her wand, but nothing came out. "Uhh, it says it's against 'Da Rules..."
"Darn it! I don't have any more of that magic muffin, but why?"
Wanda looked at 'Da Rules book, and gasped. "It says we can't interfere with true love, so that means-"
"TRIXIE'S IN LOVE WITH MY DAD!" Tammy screeched.
Tommy was in the bathroom at the time, so he heard Tammy scream.
"What's wrong?" Tommy said with his pants barely on.
"Your pants!" Cosmo shouted.
Tommy zipped up his pants and noticed Tammy and Wanda running around in circles.
"Wow, this is a once in a life time event!" Tommy commented and grabbed a camera "My sister's gone crazy!"
Wanda and Tammy stopped running, and fell on the ground.
"Tommy...Dad...under...capture...of...Trixie...TANG!" Tammy said.
"Wuuutttt?" Tommy asked stupidly.
"You idiot!" Tammy grabbed him by the neck "I found him on that GPS map!" She pointed to the map that showed Timmy and Trixie.
Tommy nodded, "I get you, NOW LET GO OF ME!"
Tammy dropped him on the floor. "Okay! I wish for the gifts I got from that Fairy-versary to appear here!" The gifts poofed in front of Tammy. "Wanda, Cosmo, I wish you two were backpacks!" The faeries became pink and green backpacks.
Wanda went on the back of Tammy, and Cosmo on the back of Tommy. Tammy picked up one pair of suction cup gloves, and Tommy the other. Tommy took the water-filled bazooka gun, and Tammy took the GPS map.
"Wait, what about Mom?" Tommy asked.
"We can't tell her about this, she'd get too freaked out."
"I meant what if something happens to her, you know the author is gonna do something bad to her," Tommy said looking at me.
"HEY! QUIT LOOKING AT ME! I'm not even supposed to be in this story!" I yelled.
"Riiiiight," Cosmo said.
"Wanda, Cosmo, I need a BIG favor," Tammy said.
"What?" The faeries asked in unison.
"Someone needs to stay with Mom," Tammy said in the matter-of-factly tone "So can Venus stay with her, you know, just in case she needs a little magic."
"Venus?" Cosmo and Wanda said uneasily.
"Please! If something happens, bad things Mom can only help herself to a certain point!"
"Well, yeah," Cosmo and Wanda said "but only godparents can only grant wishes and do magic for their god kid, and-"
"But Venus is still in training, so technically she isn't a godparent yet,"
"Darn it those loopholes!" Wanda said. "Well, okay." She took out her cell phone dialed a few numbers, and Venus poofed into the room.
"I was called," Venus said shocked.
"Don't ask why, Venus, but watch out for my Mom like a guardian! Okay? Anything happens, poof something!" Tammy said speedily.
Venus agreed, but was slightly confused. "Okay..."
"I wish Tommy, Wanda, Cosmo, and I were at Trixie Tang's mansion!" The room filled with pink and green smoke, then, the Turner twins and their fairy godparents were gone.
The four of them suddenly found themselves outside the front door of Trixie Tang's mansion. Tammy looked up and grimaced.
"I think Trixie's room is at the top," She said.
"Let's go," Tommy ordered and adjusted the Cosmo backpack.
They made sure their suction cup gloves were on tightly, and placed their hands on the wall. By hand and foot, step-by-step, they climbed up the four-story mansion.
"Wait a second," Tommy said.
"Yeah?" Tammy asked.
"Why don't we just wish ourselves at the top?"
"Because we were too distracted by our love for our Dad to pay attention to the obvious."
Tommy blinked a couple of times. "Well, I was going for that the author has lots of plot holes, but that works too."
"I wish we were at the top of the mansion next to Trixie's room window."
Tammy and Tommy were next to Trixie's room window. Tammy was on one side of the window, and Tommy the other. The two had to make sure not to be seen.
"How are we gonna get in?" Tommy asked.
Tammy looked around and saw the perfect way. "When we rescue Dad, we have to make sure Trixie is distracted. Take the bazooka out of your backpack." Tommy took it out of his Cosmo backpack. "Change the setting from minimum to maximum."
Tommy smiled at his sister. "I know what you want me to do." He turned the dial to maximum, and pointed the bazooka at the window under him diagonally. FWOOSH!
Tammy looked into Trixie's bedroom window and watched what was going on.
"What was that?" Trixie asked rhetorically.
"Why don't you go check it out?" Timmy suggested.
"No, I'll let the guard take care of that," Trixie snapped her fingers and a telephone dropped from the ceiling and she used it. "Hi, Walter, yes I DO need something. I heard a disturbance in the house. I think on the third floor, yes, okay bye."
Tammy and Tommy looked at each other sadly. Their plan failed to distract Trixie by making her leave the room to check out the noise, and the twins had no ideas left except for one.
"Tommy, this looks like a thin window," Tammy said.
"Heh heh, frunkey idea," Tommy nodded his head in agreement.
The two each put one fist in front of the window and hit the window hard. The window only made a silent crrk.
"Darn it!" Tammy said and hit it again, over and over until it made a huge crack in the window to fit one of them through.
"Geeze, Tammy, never knew you had a punch like that."
"Another noise!" Trixie yelled. "But, it's from my window." Trixie walked to the window and gasped. "There are kids hanging from my window!"
"DAD!" Tammy and Tommy yelled.
"Tammy! Tommy!" Timmy called.
"Guard!" Trixie shrieked loud enough to be heard from a floor below, right were Walter was.
Walter appeared in Trixie's room panting like a dog. Walter was dressed in a tuxedo, had messy gray hair, a point nose, and smelt of cigarette smoke.
"Yes, Miss Tang?" He was sweaty from running up from the third floor to the fourth floor so quickly.
"Get rid of this," Trixie pointed out her window.
Walter walked to the window and saw two children dangling on the sides of the window. He pulled the two of them forcibly into the room.
"Did you come to save me?" Timmy asked.
"We tried," The twins said softly.
"Don't worry," He smiled reassuringly.
Walter took the twins away into a separate room. It was by Trixie's room, and the door had steel bars instead of a door. Inside there was a long bench attached to the vanilla-white walls decorated with pink bunnies. Walter pushed them in there like prisoners.
"And the use of the room is..." Tommy trailed on.
"For any intruders," Walter replied briefly. "Oh, and before you get any ideas, you can't escape because you need to open the lock. And the lock is extremely-technologically-advanced and will only open if you say the answer to the riddle, and the riddle is in my pocket."
"That's not technologically-advanced, my MOTHER had a diary like that," Tammy whispered. "Speaking of mothers, she's the only one that can help us now. How is she?" She looked at Wanda.
"I'll call Venus," Wanda murmured and dialed the numbers on her cell phone quietly. "Venus?"
"Yah?" Venus asked.
"How's Mrs. Turner?"
"Not so good, what's going on, Mom?"
"Well, Timmy's been captured like a love toy by Trixie Tang, and my god kids went on a rescue mission, but got captured."
"That explains the guards, I guess."
"HELP!" She whispered in a harsh tone.
"Oh! Okay," Venus
Meanwhile, Tootie and Venus were in a little trouble of their own. Trixie had sent some of her guards to take captive of Tootie, and to put her under "house arrest".
"You CAN'T do this! It's against the LAW!" Tootie screamed.
"Like you can call the police in your situation," One of Trixie's guards laughed.
Tootie was tired to a chair like Timmy was. Venus was watching this from a picture frame posing as a dark blue wine bottle. She took her wand and made the rope on Tootie looser. She felt the rope fall a bit, and she broke free. The guards started to chase after her, but Tootie ran too fast.
Tootie looked at the driveway. Timmy took his car, but Tootie's sporty and sleek BMW was still there. She jumped in the driver's seat and drove away.
Wait a second, Tootie thought where do I go?
She turned on the radio to listen to music, but Venus's voice came on instead.
"Have you been spending time with your family lately? A walk in the park ? Lunch in a café?" She said sweetly "OR ARE THEY STUCK IN A FAMOUS CELEBRITY'S HOUSE BECAUSE YOUR HUSBAND WAS CAPTURED LIKE A LOVE TOY, AND YOUR KIDS WERE ON A RESCUE MISSION BUT WERE CAPTURED AS WELL? Oh say, Trixie Tang's mansion..." Tootie raised her eyebrows at this. Are they, would they be in her house? She thought. "Well, if you're Tootie Turner, then drive to Hollywood Hillsborough Avenue already!"
Normally, one would be suspicious to this, but Tootie didn't care. She had a job to do, and she had to do it quickly, for Kissy-Kissy-Goo-Goo was going to play a new episode in an hour.
"Timmy, can I tell you something?" Trixie asked back at the mansion.
"Might as well, I'm gonna be here a while," He said.
"Good, 'cause if you said no, I would've told you anyway," She made that devilish smile again. "Do you know when I started loving you?"
"Today?"
"No...when we were teenagers, you know why?"
"Why?"
"You...were...evolving. Like a little dorky butterfly coming out of his cocoon."
"Thanks for the simile."
"You know what I mean, Timmy, you became REALLY good looking! But we couldn't date because I was obviously too popular to date YOU."
"Wait, so you love me, but for my LOOKS?"
"Yes, why?"
"I did so much for you! I made cards, poems, and baked chocolate...CHOC-O-LATE!" He cringed at the memories.
"And pretended to be a girl."
"What!"
"Remember, Timantha? I just figured that out a couple of days ago. Usually, I would be disgusted, but I find it funny." Timmy was confused, he knew what she was talking about, but didn't know how she knew. Lie, Turner, Lie! He thought.
"You're crazy!" Wait, he thought that's true.
"Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. You probably don't remember, but you had fairy godparents. I knew this, because, I had one. His name was Wandisimo Magnifico." Timmy cringed at this too. He remembered having a magical duel with Remy Buxaplently, and Remy had Wandisimo taken away from him. So, Trixie must've gotten Wandisimo instead! "He once told me about his ex-girlfriend once, some fairy name Wanda. I had Wandisimo for a couple of years, so I had these things called Fairy-versaries. Each year, I would make a rule free wish. My first wish was to keep my memories of Wandisimo forever. The second wish was to be able to tell somebody, just one person, about faeries and my own."
Timmy couldn't believe this. Trixie had a fairy godparent, but why? He thought about it, and realized why. The rich kids, when he was little, had even more inattentive parents, and probably had Vicky babysitting them.
"You're REALLY crazy," He had to pretend he had no clue about it.
"Whatever! Anyway, about Wandisimo's ex-girlfriend, she was one of your fairy godparents I think. Oh yeah, by the way, my third wish was to know FOREVER about who had fairy godparents in a really big book," She walked from her bed and to her vanity table.
She pulled a drawer, and inside the drawer was a huge book. It looked like a blue school notebook with a gold spiral bind. Trixie felt it slowly, and then put it back in the drawer. A tear shed down from her eye.
"Trixie?" Timmy asked softly.
"I'm not a bitch, Timmy! I'm not REALLY like this, the freakin' manager made me this way! I'm so stupid!" She whimpered.
"Oh please, Trixie! You were ALWAYS a Queen-bee-bitch! Since elementary school, and you know it!" He yelled. She wants me to feel sorry for her! Timmy thought.
"God damn it, Turner!" Trixie banged her fists against her vanity table. "You're lucky, okay? I'm jealous of you!" Trixie took a wig that resembled Timmy's hair out of her drawer and put it on herself. Uh-oh, Timmy thought Veronica flashback.
Trixie took something out of her skirt pocket, but instead of sleeping spray, it was a big-steel-butcher-knife.
"IF I can't have you," Trixie growled "NO ONE can!"
C'mon, C'mon! Crazy-cliché- right-on-time-miracle, happen! Please, please, plea- Timmy's thoughts were interrupted by someone entering Trixie's room. She had on a black tank top with the straps falling off, her midriff showing, a short black skirt, and black high heels. Timmy smiled at her. Thank you, irony! He thought.
"Tootie!" He cried.
"Timmy!" Tootie ran to him "Do you know how many guards she has?" She looked at Trixie. Why is she wearing a Timmy wig? Tootie thought.
Trixie noticed the look, and put the wig back inside her vanity table.
"127," Trixie boasted, and hid the knife behind her back.
"Plus Walter," Tootie said, and more people entered Trixie's room. Only this time, it was the Turner twins "I had to beat the whole load of 'em to get to you!"
"Woo-hoo! The totally frumkey pg-13 rated violence!" Tommy cheered.
"Yeah, that, but also some stupid riddle. It read If roses are read, and violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are-"
"Pumpkins!" Tammy finished.
"I can't believe it was PUMPKINS, how random is that?" Tootie said rhetorically.
"This is all very cute," Trixie butted in "But I have business to do!" She took the knife from behind her back and held it high, about to strike Timmy.
"Stop!" Tommy yelled at Trixie. He had the water-filled bazooka gun in his hands. "Touch my Dad, and your $1,000,000 hair perm is finitio!"
Trixie threw the knife to the ground, and untied Timmy.
"You can have him!" Trixie yelled, and stormed away to another room.
With that, Tootie drove the family home. One strange thing Timmy noticed in the car was that he heard the radio singing about how toothpaste. Even stranger, the voice sounded like someone he met before, but not a celebrity. A couple of hours later, the family celebrated a special dinner. Tootie, Timmy, Tammy, and Tommy had a special feast and the three faeries watched them from picture frames above.
"A toast," Timmy began, "To my lovely wife, and beautiful children, for saving my life." He clinked his wine glass against everyone else's. And the faeries... Timmy thought. Those backpack disguises were obvious, and the voice on the radio in the car was Venus.
He smiled like a goofy ten-year-old, and stared at the picture frames he saw across from him. Wanda, Cosmo, and Venus winked at him.
"Timmy," Tootie said.
"Yes?" He snapped back in reality.
"Eat my blue flamingo casserole, already. It's turning pale."
END
(Author's Note- Yay, it's finished! Long, but finished!! Thankies again to everyone who read this story, and if you liked this story, you're gonna love the series I'm gonna start. It's gonna be called: The Fairly Future Series. I'm still wondering what I should do the next story on, but it will defiantly be Fairly Odd Parents, future series anyway. Well, see you around!!
-KwazyKandyPie-)