Chapter 2
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Vicky sat in front of the TV, smoking a cigarette and flicking the ashes into one of the Turners vases. She didn't think to open a window, because even if the smell lingered around the room she could easily blame it on Timmy. Soon after, she decided to let Timmy out of the closet so she wouldn't be bored. Plus she was hungry and would never make dinner herself.
Timmy could hear Vicky stomping towards the closet, he wiped his tears and sat up facing the door so Vicky wouldn't know he was crying. He didn't realise that Cosmo and Wanda had been watching him during the hour, disguising themselves as pink and green towels on the shelf.
The door opened, Vicky looked down at him. For a second she hesitated. She could see that Timmy had been crying, despite his efforts to hide it. It reminded her of when she was younger and her dad would lock her in the basement. She snapped out of it and grabbed Timmy by the shirt, leading him to the kitchen. "Dinner NOW! Make it good, and be quick about it! I'm hungry!" She said, before going back and watching TV. Timmy didn't care, he just wanted to be alone. He went to the fridge and proceeded in making a salad.
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Both the fairies were upstairs, sitting on Timmy's bed. Niether of them could believe the scene they had witnessed. Wanda had never seen Cosmo look so serious about something.
"I don't think I've ever seen him cry before." Cosmo said, clutching Wanda's hand.
"Well Wicky has never stooped so low before. Sure she has hurt him, but by ordering him around and calling him names. Never before has she tried to make him feel unloved and worthless." Wanda looked at the ground.
"The worst thing was, he didn't let us do anything about it." Cosmo replied. "I feel like I've failed him. Especially since he's the only one apart from you who believes in me."
"We have to show him he's loved, make him see that what Vicky said was not true at all." Wanda realised, waving her wand to teleport to the kitchen.
Vicky and Timmy were sitting at the table. Vicky with a huge portion of spaghetti and salad and Timmy with a much smaller portion. Cosmo and Wanda transformed into a knife and fork, sitting next to Timmy's plate. They could hear Vicky stuffing herself, but Timmy was yet to put his fork to mouth. He stared off into space, oblivious to Cosmo and Wanda.
Wanda had an idea, she used magic to write a message with Timmy's food. The spaghetti formed into the words "We Love You." Timmy read the message, but didn't smile. He didn't feel like eating, because he felt sick.
"Are you going to eat that?" Vicky asked, snatching his plate. "What are you looking at? Get to bed twerp. Im only doing this for the money, I don't want to have to look at you, who would?"
The knife suddenly turned from pink to red. Wanda had never been so angry in her whole life. She and Cosmo quickly transported upstairs to the fish bowl, to meet Timmy up in his room.
After waiting ten minutes, they started to get worried. Cosmo looked at Wanda for answers. "Maybe we should go look for him."
Wanda thought it was a good idea, but when she tried, she couldn't go to Timmy. "We can't. He doesn't want us around and you know the rule, we have to accept that."
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Timmy stepped into the bathroom and just looked at himself in the mirror. He concentrated on the reflection staring back at him. The faults began to emerge. He thought back to the time when he wished himself into the past. His parents had said they wanted a girl. "Look what they ended up with. A ugly, failure for a son."
Sliding his back down the bathroom wall, he sat on the floor. "Even Cosmo and Wanda explain that fairy god parents are only assigned to kids in need. In other words, unloved kids."
He knew Vicky was right, he didn't want to believe it. He tried to block it from his mind and focus on the positive side, but he couldn't find one. He hated Vicky, and he tried to tell his parents that he did but they never listened. Cosmo and Wanda were only there because they were forced to be. Chester ditched him for Amy. AJ was only concerned with himself and his own bad moods. Trixie thought so little of him that she made up such a lame excuse to avoid going out with him.
The tears came back, flooding back. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry I'm not what you want me to be."
Vicky heard him sobbing from the hallway, while going to check if he was in bed. All the times she had babysitted she had never heard him cry like this. She heard him apologise outloud and the guilt began to rise. She didn't realise Timmy would take her so seriously. Opening the door slightly, she glimpsed at the crying kid on the floor. The door creaked, and Vicky was spotted at the door.
"I thought I told you to get to bed." Vicky didn't want to give away she had been watching him. "So go."
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Cosmo and Wanda looked towards the door as it opened and Timmy emerged. They watched as he took a picture of his parents from his nightstand and threw it accross the room, causing the frame to smash. He turned towards his fairies in disgust.
"What are you staring at?" He asked harshly.
"Timmy, we're worried about you." Wanda explained. "We know what Vicky said hurt you, but it's not true, we love you."
"Yeah," Cosmo agreed, hugging Timmy.
Timmy pushed Cosmo off him. "Yeah right. You're only here because you have to be. It's your job to love me."
Wanda couldn't help but feel insulted, which caused her temper to rise. "I can't believe you feel that way! We have been sitting up here, trying to figure out what's wrong and how to cheer you up. Our job is to grant you wishes, not to pretend that we love you!"
"If we were paid exta for that, we'd be rich!" Cosmo cried out.
Wanda rolled her eyes. "I know your upset and I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm just really mad at Vicky right now."
"Whatever. I just want this day to be over. I'm going to bed."
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Vicky sat in front of the TV, smoking a cigarette and flicking the ashes into one of the Turners vases. She didn't think to open a window, because even if the smell lingered around the room she could easily blame it on Timmy. Soon after, she decided to let Timmy out of the closet so she wouldn't be bored. Plus she was hungry and would never make dinner herself.
Timmy could hear Vicky stomping towards the closet, he wiped his tears and sat up facing the door so Vicky wouldn't know he was crying. He didn't realise that Cosmo and Wanda had been watching him during the hour, disguising themselves as pink and green towels on the shelf.
The door opened, Vicky looked down at him. For a second she hesitated. She could see that Timmy had been crying, despite his efforts to hide it. It reminded her of when she was younger and her dad would lock her in the basement. She snapped out of it and grabbed Timmy by the shirt, leading him to the kitchen. "Dinner NOW! Make it good, and be quick about it! I'm hungry!" She said, before going back and watching TV. Timmy didn't care, he just wanted to be alone. He went to the fridge and proceeded in making a salad.
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Both the fairies were upstairs, sitting on Timmy's bed. Niether of them could believe the scene they had witnessed. Wanda had never seen Cosmo look so serious about something.
"I don't think I've ever seen him cry before." Cosmo said, clutching Wanda's hand.
"Well Wicky has never stooped so low before. Sure she has hurt him, but by ordering him around and calling him names. Never before has she tried to make him feel unloved and worthless." Wanda looked at the ground.
"The worst thing was, he didn't let us do anything about it." Cosmo replied. "I feel like I've failed him. Especially since he's the only one apart from you who believes in me."
"We have to show him he's loved, make him see that what Vicky said was not true at all." Wanda realised, waving her wand to teleport to the kitchen.
Vicky and Timmy were sitting at the table. Vicky with a huge portion of spaghetti and salad and Timmy with a much smaller portion. Cosmo and Wanda transformed into a knife and fork, sitting next to Timmy's plate. They could hear Vicky stuffing herself, but Timmy was yet to put his fork to mouth. He stared off into space, oblivious to Cosmo and Wanda.
Wanda had an idea, she used magic to write a message with Timmy's food. The spaghetti formed into the words "We Love You." Timmy read the message, but didn't smile. He didn't feel like eating, because he felt sick.
"Are you going to eat that?" Vicky asked, snatching his plate. "What are you looking at? Get to bed twerp. Im only doing this for the money, I don't want to have to look at you, who would?"
The knife suddenly turned from pink to red. Wanda had never been so angry in her whole life. She and Cosmo quickly transported upstairs to the fish bowl, to meet Timmy up in his room.
After waiting ten minutes, they started to get worried. Cosmo looked at Wanda for answers. "Maybe we should go look for him."
Wanda thought it was a good idea, but when she tried, she couldn't go to Timmy. "We can't. He doesn't want us around and you know the rule, we have to accept that."
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Timmy stepped into the bathroom and just looked at himself in the mirror. He concentrated on the reflection staring back at him. The faults began to emerge. He thought back to the time when he wished himself into the past. His parents had said they wanted a girl. "Look what they ended up with. A ugly, failure for a son."
Sliding his back down the bathroom wall, he sat on the floor. "Even Cosmo and Wanda explain that fairy god parents are only assigned to kids in need. In other words, unloved kids."
He knew Vicky was right, he didn't want to believe it. He tried to block it from his mind and focus on the positive side, but he couldn't find one. He hated Vicky, and he tried to tell his parents that he did but they never listened. Cosmo and Wanda were only there because they were forced to be. Chester ditched him for Amy. AJ was only concerned with himself and his own bad moods. Trixie thought so little of him that she made up such a lame excuse to avoid going out with him.
The tears came back, flooding back. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry I'm not what you want me to be."
Vicky heard him sobbing from the hallway, while going to check if he was in bed. All the times she had babysitted she had never heard him cry like this. She heard him apologise outloud and the guilt began to rise. She didn't realise Timmy would take her so seriously. Opening the door slightly, she glimpsed at the crying kid on the floor. The door creaked, and Vicky was spotted at the door.
"I thought I told you to get to bed." Vicky didn't want to give away she had been watching him. "So go."
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Cosmo and Wanda looked towards the door as it opened and Timmy emerged. They watched as he took a picture of his parents from his nightstand and threw it accross the room, causing the frame to smash. He turned towards his fairies in disgust.
"What are you staring at?" He asked harshly.
"Timmy, we're worried about you." Wanda explained. "We know what Vicky said hurt you, but it's not true, we love you."
"Yeah," Cosmo agreed, hugging Timmy.
Timmy pushed Cosmo off him. "Yeah right. You're only here because you have to be. It's your job to love me."
Wanda couldn't help but feel insulted, which caused her temper to rise. "I can't believe you feel that way! We have been sitting up here, trying to figure out what's wrong and how to cheer you up. Our job is to grant you wishes, not to pretend that we love you!"
"If we were paid exta for that, we'd be rich!" Cosmo cried out.
Wanda rolled her eyes. "I know your upset and I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm just really mad at Vicky right now."
"Whatever. I just want this day to be over. I'm going to bed."
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