Yippee, it's the next chapter! All hail chapter 10 and...I'll be quiet now. Anyway, thanks again for the nice reviews!!!!And, since I had nothing important to say...on with the story!!!!
Chapter 10: Something's Not Right
The tears dripped down Timmy's face and hit the ground, causing a small splash. As soon as it hit, Wanda closed her eyes again and lay back down on the ground.
"No, Wanda. Please be alright!" Timmy moaned. He hugged her. Cosmo came over and joined in the crying and hugging.
They released their grip and looked up at the sky. Dark shades of purples, blues and blacks seemed to swirl all at once above them. Suddenly, a blast of white light shot down from the sky. The light washed over Cosmo, Wanda and Timmy, causing them to cover their eyes, except for Wanda who was sleeping again. The light seemed to levitate them. They rose into the sky, wondering what would happen next. Wanda was still unconscious.
Timmy opened his eyes. He looked around and saw that he was back in his bedroom.
"What happened?" Timmy asked drearily. His head was spinning and his sides hurt.
"You fell off your bed and got knocked out!" Cosmo answered him. That was not the answer Timmy was expecting.
"What, but how? Where are the Anti-Fairies? And is Wanda all right?" He asked very quickly. Cosmo looked at him with a smile. Timmy noticed he looked really tired and his eyes were a little bloodshot.
"What are you talking about Timmy? There are no Anti-Fairies. And of course Wanda is okay. You must have hit your head harder than we thought!" He said with a small laugh. Timmy looked at him.
"But, don't you remember? We were playing that game," Timmy said pointing to the center of the room where the box had been. But it was gone. "Hey, where did it go?"
"Timmy, I don't know what you are talking about!" Cosmo said, looking at Timmy strangely. "Are you sick or something? Here, maybe this will help you!" Cosmo picked Timmy up, poofed him into his pajamas and tucked him into bed. Lastly, he stuck a thermometer in Timmy's mouth. "Is that better?" He asked.
"Cosmo, cut it out." Timmy yelled, spitting the thermometer across the room. It smashed against the wall. "You know perfectly well what I'm talking about, you were there. Don't you remember anything? Anything at all?" Timmy said. Cosmo just stared back.
Timmy sighed. "Where's Wanda, I need to talk to her?" Timmy said, looking around the room. "Hey where is Wanda?" The pink haired fairy was nowhere to been seen. And now that Timmy thought about it. He hadn't seen her since he had woken up. Cosmo looked at him with a look of guilt on his face.
"Um, ah... I don't know where Wanda is. Do you want some pudding?" Cosmo stuttered, trying to change the subject. Timmy looked at the bowl of chocolate pudding he was holding out. It was shaking.
"Cosmo, stop that. Where's Wanda?" I know you know." Timmy said, crossing his arms impatiently. Cosmo looked at Timmy, sweating. He started to fly around the room really fast.
"Cosmo, calm down and tell me." Timmy said again, grabbing Cosmo by the wings. He started flailing around in Timmy's arms. "Come on Cosmo, just tell me!" Timmy said, struggling to keep the terrified fairy still.
Suddenly there was a crash coming from downstairs. Timmy and Cosmo stopped what they were doing to listen.
"What was that?" Timmy asked Cosmo. Cosmo shrugged his shoulders, still shaking.
"Come on, lets go find out what it was!" Timmy said, abandoning Cosmo and running to the foot of the stairs. Cosmo slowly followed behind.
Timmy and Cosmo slowly walked down the stairs, looking for any signs of Wanda. They got down and walked into the kitchen. It was a mess, almost as if a tornado had gone through.
"Wow, what happened in here?" Timmy asked, Cosmo shrugged his shoulders again.
They looked into the kitchen and saw something behind a large black pot. Whatever it was, it was still making a mess by throwing whatever it found around the room.
"What is it?" Cosmo asked suspiciously. This time Timmy shrugged his shoulders. They looked back into the kitchen.
"Hi Timmy!" A familiar voice called out from behind the pot. A tall figure stepped out into the light.
"Mom?" Timmy said, thoroughly confused. "What are you doing? And why is it such a mess in here?"
Timmy motioned for Cosmo to disguise himself. He responded by turning into a broken green bowl. Timmy rolled his eyes.
"Because it's fun!" Timmy's mother yelled as she sprinkled pepper into the freezer. "Why do you ask?" She asked back curiously.
"Um, just wondering." He said as he slid out of the room. He grabbed Cosmo and dragged him into the living room.
"Cosmo, what is going on here, why is mom acting so weird?" Timmy yelled as Cosmo transformed back into his regular fairy self.
"I don't know Timmy, but maybe she just found a new hobby or something?" Cosmo said, as he sat down on the couch.
"There has to be a better reason. One thing's for sure, it's not her new hobby, she's never had a hobby." Timmy said, rounding back on Cosmo. Cosmo pushed himself into the couch cushion in terror.
"Are you sure?" He stuttered
"Yes, positive." Timmy replied, rolling his eyes again.
"Oh Timmy!" Mrs. Turner called through the house. Timmy ran back to the kitchen. Cosmo would have followed, but he was currently stuck in the couch.
"Wait for me Timmy!" Cosmo cried, hitting the couch cushion with his wand. Timmy ran out of the room without looking back.
"Now what is it mom?" Timmy said in a dull voice.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to help me clog the drain? Then we can move on to the dishwasher!" She said gleefully, holding up a bag of garbage. Timmy stared at her.
"Uh...sure, why not." He replied dully as he reached his hand out to take the bag. He was only doing this to buy time to think.
As he reached up for the bag he looked up at his mom's face. It was then he noticed her eyes. Instead of their normal blue color, they were now an angry shade of red. Timmy withdrew his hand.
"Um, I just remembered, I gotta go do something!" Timmy said quickly.
"But why?" Timmy's mom asked as she poured garbage down the sink. She glared at him.
"Um, ah..." Timmy squeaked as he racked his brain for an excuse. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion from the living room. Mrs. Turner looked around and Timmy, seeing his chance, made a run for it.
"Timmy?!" Mrs. Turner called angrily.
Timmy ran into the living room.
"Cosmo, what happened?" Timmy yelled at his godfather. Cosmo was floating in the middle of the room, which was now charred black. Cosmo was also black and he managed to burn his shirt and half of his hair off.
"What did you do?" Timmy asked, staring at the now black fairy.
"The couch wouldn't let go of me!" Cosmo cried, pointing to the couch, or rather where it had been. All that was left of it was a large black burn mark on the floor and a few bits of burning fluff. Timmy rolled his eyes again.
"Don't worry Timmy, I can fix it!" Cosmo said, poofing himself back to normal. He raised his wand.
"Oh no your not. Who knows what will happen!" Timmy yelled and grabbed Cosmo by the shirt collar. He dragged him outside.
"But what did I do?" Cosmo wailed as he was dragged across the floor against his will. Timmy looked at the burnt living room and back at Cosmo.
"What?" Cosmo said, grinning.
Timmy went outside and climbed into his tree house, followed by Cosmo, who had given in and decided to fly instead of being dragged.
"Why are we up here, and what's wrong with your mom?" Cosmo asked as he watched Timmy's mom throw the blender out the window.
"I have know idea Cosmo, but I think I know who's behind all this." Timmy said, as Cosmo turned back to Timmy.
"You don't think it was..." Cosmo said in a scared tone, Timmy nodded his head in reply. "Oh my gosh. Cheese, why have you betrayed me!" Cosmo cried poofing up a slice of cheese and taking a massive bite out of it. Timmy stared at him.
"No Cosmo, not cheese!" Timmy said, taking the cheese out of Cosmo's mouth and tossing it out the window.
"Then what is it, pudding?" Cosmo asked with a clueless expression. Timmy sighed and looked up at the ceiling.
"Oh boy, cheese!" Two familiar voices called out.
"Who was that?" Cosmo asked, floating over to the window. Timmy pulled him back by the wings and walked over to the window. He recognized the voices, but he never expected to hear them together, and so happy.
"Dad" Timmy called out, poking his head out of the tree house window. "What are you doing?"
"I'm playing catch" Mr. Turner called back. He threw a baseball. Timmy followed it's path with his eyes. It landed in a mitt, and the mitt was on the hand of Mr. Turner's sworn enemy.
"With Dinkleburg?" Timmy said in an unbelieving voice.
"Yep, and look," Mr. Turner said, holding up something for Timmy to see. "it's raining cheese. Is this the best day or what?" Mr. Turner said, stuffing the cheese slice in his mouth. He raised his mitt and caught the baseball, which happened to have a 100 dollar bill stuck to it.
"How did ya like that catch?" Mr. Turner proudly called back to Timmy, looking up at the tree house. Timmy just stared. His eyes scanned his dad and once again, he noticed that his eyes had turned a fiery red color.
"Catch Sheldon!" Mr. Turner called out as he threw the ball, frowning. Timmy pulled his head back in and looked at Cosmo.
"Something is wrong, my dad would never talk to Dinkleburg. Let alone play catch with him." Timmy told Cosmo, who was currently staring up at the ceiling. "Cosmo, what are you doing?" Timmy said in a monotone voice.
"Well, your dad said it was raining cheese, and I am prepared to wait!" He said, pulling out two slices of bread from behind his back. Timmy walked up to him and grabbed his tie.
"C'mon Cosmo, let's go!" Timmy said, dragging Cosmo to the door.
"No, wait, what about the cheese?" Cosmo called out as the two pieces of bread were knocked out of his hands.
Timmy continued to drag Cosmo all the way down the street. Cosmo was currently diguised as a dog, but it didn't stop him from stuggling.
"Now where are we?" Cosmo asked Timmy. Timmy had dragged Cosmo all the way to the park.
"At the park." Timmy replied, walking in. Cosmo followed close behind.
"But why the park?" He asked nervously. He was sweating bullets again
"Because, I have a feeling this is where we'll find the answer." Timmy answered back.
"Answer to what, cheese?" Cosmo said, dodging a low tree branch as he jumped nervously through the air. Timmy didn't even ask why he was taking such big leaps while he walked. Instead, he ignored him and continued on.
"No Cosmo, the answer to why my parents were acting so weird. Where Wanda disappeared to and the finish to this game." Timmy said triumphantly.
"And cheese, right?" Cosmo asked again.
"No, for the last time, there is no cheese." Timmy said in a frustrated voice.
Timmy stopped running and Cosmo came to a sudden halt behind him.
"Why did we stop?" Cosmo asked, looking around.
"Because we're here." Timmy said, turning to face Cosmo.
"We are, because all I see is a hole!" Cosmo replied smiling guiltily
"Exactly!" Timmy told Cosmo as he walked up to the fairly large and poorly dug hole. Timmy had led them back to the hole Cosmo had dug. The place where they had found the game. They walked up to the hole and looked down.
"WANDA?!" They both cried at the same time. Timmy jumped into the hole, landing at her side. Wanda was lying in a pile of dirt, her face scratched, red and dirty. A black wand and a pair of black dice lay at her sides.
"Wanda, wake up!" Timmy said urgently, trying to rouse her. She was sleeping pretty good, so it took a few tries. Finally she started to move. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the figures hovering above her. One was close to her, but the other seemed to be avoiding eye contact.
Yes, Cosmo's stupidity is back and better than ever. This is like, one of the only chapters where he actually acts like himself!! Thanks again for the reviews. Oh, unfortunetly, no other characters will appear in this particular story! But I will write others...as soon as I get ideas.And I will be sure to include Wandissimo and everyone else!!!! Right now, I'm working on one with Vicky, so stay tuned.
Oh! Yes it is nearly winter here. Actually it's the middle of fall, but it's cold enough to be considered winter. To those of you living where it is almost summer, I envy you...even if you do have alot of rain! :)