A/N: Thanks to my reviewers, I loved reading all your positive feedback! Yes Cosmo is adorably humorous in the way he gets upset over the silliest things. And I had fun naming the narrator.
'Twas The Wish Before Christmas
Chapter Two: A Fairly Odd Carol
...Narrator's POV...
Hehe, well if anybody can teach that Vicky girl a lesson about being nice around Christmas it's Timmy and his godparents.
Wish'em luck though, cause it won't be easy. With her rotten attitude and nasty temper they've really got their work cut out for them.
So let's cross our fingers and see what they cook up...
...Normal POV...
Downstairs the reddish-orange haired babysitter sat with her feet propped up on a stack of the Turners' photo albums. She was bored and channel surfing, waiting for her little sister to return with Mr. Turner's new digital camera so she could start making snapshots for the flyers she'd be using to advertise her babysitting services for the upcoming year. If there's one thing Vicky was good at (besides tormenting kids) it was advertising.
Between the flashes of light from the television which illuminated the dim living room a small green mouse poked his head around the corner. The crown floating atop his head accidentally bumped against the wall. The resulting clank made him wince. Luckily, Vicky was too preoccupied with her lazy pastime to care.
"Phew," Cosmo exhaled, "okay guys, it's all clear."
"Great," Timmy beamed from his stance around the corner, "now all we have to do is wait for Vicky to fall asleep and the wish can take effect!"
"And don't forget Timmy," a pink mouse sitting atop his shoulder emphasized, "we have to be careful about this so Tootie doesn't find out."
"Yeah yeah," Timmy replied dismissively, "this is gonna be awesome!"
"She's getting sleepy!" Cosmo piped up excitedly.
Sure enough Vicky's eyelids were starting to droop. "What's taking Tootie so long?" she asked between yawns, "Oh well, I guess one little nap won't hurt. I mean, it's not like I need the beauty sleep or anything."
"Tsch, that's what she thinks," Timmy muttered.
"Well, she's asleep now Sport," Wanda observed, "Time to get into character."
Holding up their wands Cosmo and Wanda floated upwards in fairy form as their arms and legs grew out until they resembled human teens. The change in their wardrobe and hairstyles helped too.
Cosmo's unruly hair was covered by a backwards blue ball cap, a tuft of his bangs managed to stick out. He wore a matching blue sports jacket over a baggy white t-shirt, and jeans so big they could barely stay up, with more pockets than books in a library. The tips of white sneakers jutting out from under his pant legs completed the look.
Wanda had an equally believable disguise. She wore a black skirt and open vest, had on a yellow top with three-quarter length sleeves, and a silver necklace with a charm that read 'BRAT'. Her knee high black combat boots gave her a certain menacing quality that felt eerily familiar to Timmy.
"Well Timmy," Wanda asked flicking a long strand of bangs from over her right eye, "what do you think? Is the side ponytail too out of date? What about the--smack--gum?"
"You guys look great," Timmy answered warily, "Um...what are you supposed to be?"
"Evil babysitters!!" they chorused, letting out a disturbingly evil laugh.
"Uh-oh," Timmy gulped, "my worst fears have manifested themselves into life using my fairy godparents!"
"Don't panic Timmy," Wanda winked while popping another bubble, "we're still on your side, we just have to look this way to get through to Vicky."
"Yeah Timmy," Cosmo agreed pulling out a thick book of typed lines, "it's all in the script!"
"Let me see that!" Timmy ordered. Snatching the book he read the first few lines out loud, "After the evil babysitter falls asleep, Cosmo and Wanda are to take on the forms of past evil babysitters and appear before her as ghosts."
"See," Cosmo asked proudly.
"Well okay, so long as you're just pretending," Timmy resolved, "Let's just hurry this part up, it's creepy seeing you two this way."
Giving a quick nod to their godchild the two disguised fairies poofed into the living room and stood before the snoring babysitter.
"Well," Cosmo urged impatiently, "what are we waiting for?"
Looking around nervously Wanda explained, "We need a bell to ring, that's sort of what cues the whole spell to begin."
"Oh, why didn't you say so?" Cosmo asked, digging through one of his countless pants' pockets he pulled out a wrapped package and held it out to Wanda.
Against her better judgment Wanda raised the corner of the lid and peeked inside. "Cosmo sweetie, I don't see what this has to do with-"
WHACK!
"AAAHH!"
DING!
"Fight bell," Cosmo smiled as a boxing glove on a spring flew out and socked Wanda in the face making her topple backwards.
"Huh...what...?" a groggy Vicky asked as her eyes fluttered open. Her vision slowly cleared, causing fuzzy objects to take shape. When she saw the green-haired teen in front of her (waving cheerfully) she quickly rubbed her eyes thinking it all to be a weird dream.
"Hiya Vicky the Terrible!" Cosmo greeted but had to cease his waving to catch his oversized pants before they fell. "What is it with these kids and not wearing belts?!"
Finally convinced that she was awake she sat up and pointed an accusing finger at the flinching guy before her, "Hey! Who the heck are you?!"
"I-I'm Cos--I mean--Matt, yeah, I'm Matt." Cosmo fibbed (really badly).
"And I'm...in a lot of pain!" Wanda groaned, staggering to her feet with a black eye and a few less teeth.
"She means Rhon-da. Yeah, she's Rhonda." Cosmo corrected.
...Narrator's POV...
Matt...and Rhonda. Sorry folks, just taking a moment to marvel at Cosmo's boundless imagination.
...Normal POV...
"Whatever," Vicky grumbled, "what the heck are you doing in the Turners' house? In case you two losers hadn't noticed, I'm working this joint!"
"Ah we don't mind," Cosmo beamed, "in fact, we're here to help you!"
"Help me?"
"Yeah," Wanda replied, finally shaking off her dizziness, "we are the ghosts of evil babysitters who used to torment kids just like you do!"
Raising an eyebrow Vicky snorted, "Yeah right, you two can't be ghosts! Ghosts are see-through and float and other supernatural stuff."
Exchanging a nervous glance Cosmo and Wanda quickly went transparent and hovered about a foot off the ground.
"Better?" they asked with a sheepish grin.
"I...guess so." Vicky answered warily before the impact of her current situation hit her, "Oh my gosh! GHOSTS!"
"BOO!" Cosmo chuckled, "Hey, I'm pretty good at this!"
"Don't hurt me!" Vicky pleaded, "I haven't even been paid yet!"
"Weren't you listening?!" Cosmo asked, suddenly offended, "I said 'we're here to HELP you!'"
"Really?" Vicky ceased her trembling, "How?"
"Well," Wanda began, "in our past lives we played mean and nasty pranks on the kids we babysat and forced them to do all kinds of vile and demeaning chores."
"Cool." Vicky said.
"Yeah," Cosmo agreed before getting elbowed by his wife, "I mean, not cool. It was terrible! WE were terrible!" he cringed but sighed in relief when Wanda gave an approving nod.
"Huh?" Vicky seemed completely lost.
"As punishment for our past--um--ickiness, we are forced to spend all eternity wandering the Earth, and...uh..." Wanda trailed off.
"RECYCLING OLD SOCKS!" Cosmo blurted out, flailing his arms hysterically as old sweaty socks shot out of his pants' pockets and rained down around them.
"NOO!!!" Vicky screamed while being buried in a pile of smelly socks.
Digging her way out she rushed over to the teenage ghosts and shook them frantically, "PLEASE! There's gotta be some way that I can avoid this fate! I HATE doing my own laundry, how can I possibly be expected to recycle everyone else's?!"
"There is only one way that you may be saved from suffering the fate we share," Wanda answered dramatically, unable to conceal her mischievous smirk.
"What? WHAT?!" Vicky insisted, "I'll do ANYTHING!"
"Anything?" Cosmo and Wanda asked wryly.
"ANYTHING!"Vicky repeated.
"Tonight you will be visited by three spirits." the pink haired teen announced.
"That seems a bit clichéd." Vicky remarked.
"Yeah but what are ya gonna do?" Cosmo shrugged.
"Expect the first ghost when the clock tolls ten!" his companion warned.
"Hey, aren't we technically the first ghosts?" Cosmo asked.
Narrowing her eyes Wanda tapped her wand against her palm, "You wanna try on my new improved muzzle?"
"Eep," Cosmo flinched.
Vicky blinked, still a bit confused by the awkwardly behaving apparitions. "Um, was there anything else?"
"Nope," Wanda grinned. With a sweep of her wand the two vanished in a large puff of pink smoke leaving Vicky to cough and sputter a moment before passing out and falling back onto the couch.
"Hehehe..." Timmy laughed, wiping a tear from his eye as his godparents appeared in front of him once more, "...that was great you guys! Vicky was shaking in her shoes!"
"You haven't seen anything yet Sport!" Wanda promised before getting that unsettling look yet again, "Mwuhahaha!"
"Uh-oh," Cosmo quivered, "it's the whole 'dinosaurs-going-extinct' thing all over again!"
"Just try not to do anything too drastic," Timmy cautioned, "If Vicky finds out that you're really my fairy godparents playing a trick on her, you'll have to go away forever!"
"Oh don't worry Timmy," Wanda assured him, "If there's one thing I know, it's how to be sneaky."
"And if there's one thing I know it's pudding!" Cosmo added happily.
"Oh boy." Timmy worried.
"VICKY!" a little girl's voice called.
"Oh no!" Timmy panicked, "It's Tootie! HIDE!"
Cosmo and Wanda vanished just as Tootie came skipping down the hall, "I found Mr. Turner's new digital camera for you Vicky! Can I go play with Timmy now?"
Tootie paused when she spotted Timmy after having lowered the case from her line of sight, "TIMMY!" she cheered and quickly tackled him planting smooches wherever his arms failed to cover his face.
"AAAHH!!!" Timmy shouted, "TOOTIE COOTIES!"
Around the corner Vicky's pink eyes fluttered open again. Sitting up she twisted the crick out of her stiff neck. "Man, what happened? W-was that a dream? That stupid sandwich Tootie brought me probably had some bad ham inside. TOOTIE!"
Shooting up Tootie grabbed the camera case and rushed into the living room, "I found it Vicky don't worry!"
"Heh, you're just lucky I don't make YOU clean the toilets!" Vicky snapped, "Now go look for some permanent markers and poster tape. We've gotta have these things ready to post by tomorrow or I'll lose business!"
Nodding rapidly Tootie hurried back out of the room, hopped over the sprawled out form of Timmy, and started searching for the supplies.
"Man, I'm sure glad that's over." Timmy groaned, sitting up with kissy marks all over his face.
Poofing back into view Cosmo and Wanda helped Timmy up and offered him a towel to clean off the 'Tootie Cooties'.
"Hey," Cosmo remarked looking at his wristwatch, "it's almost ten o'clock!"
"Showtime!" Wanda cackled.
"What about the bell?" Timmy inquired.
Before Cosmo could conjure something up Wanda quickly summoned a large tray cover, stuck it over his head, and beat it with her wand. "Dinner bell," she smirked.
"Looks more like revengeto me." Timmy laughed.
"Oh no!" Vicky's eyes widened. "Ten o'clock, the first ghost!"
"MWUHAHAHA!!!"
Shaking Vicky watched as the room started to fill up with light pink smoke and glowing gold swirls. Soon the living room looked more like the inside of a bright rosy storm cloud. The source of the unnerving laughter appeared in the center of the room. As the smoke cleared from around her Vicky could see that she was about the size of the 'twerp', dressed in a flowing white dress, and bore a striking resemblance to teen ghost girl from just a few minutes earlier.
"I am the Ghost of Christmas Past!" the floating pink-haired apparition announced.
"L-long past?" Vicky stuttered.
"No, YOUR past, dummy!" Wanda answered. "Now follow me to explore the Christmases of your mean spirited life!"
"Hey!" Vicky was starting to feel insulted, "What makes you think I was always so mean spirited?!"
"Well, let's just see for ourselves then, shall we?" Wanda prompted, extending her tiny glowing hand.
"Um, okay." Vicky shrugged, "Man that must have been some spoiled meat."
Rolling her eyes Wanda produced a triangular golden cap from behind her back (actually her wand in disguise) and pointed it in a random direction. The smoke instantly parted, forming the opening of a portal that led--where else?--to a distant Christmas in Vicky's past.
...Narrator's POV...
Brr, alone floating through time with a mischievous fairy! With swirly pink hair no less! I wouldn't wanna be in Vicky's shoes right now, no sir.
So just what is it that lies in Vicky's past? Something to give her back her Christmas spirit? Was that girl ever a happy child filled with holiday cheer?! Hm...
And how much longer can our little friend Timmy keep Tootie from finding out about his fairy godparents? I mean, it is just him and Cosmo now, with no adult supervision. Oh boy, if that isn't a recipe for disaster I don't know what is!
Hurry back Wanda! This wish is turning out to be one doosie of a risk!
Amanda/Artiste: Leaving Cosmo and Timmy alone to keep a secret with Timmy's #1 fan Tootie wandering about. Not a smart move. Of course, Timmy doesn't always stop to think about the consequences before making a wish so these are pretty normal conditions. Next Chapter: Timmy has to distract Tootie while Cosmo and Wanda try to fulfill his wish of teaching Vicky to show a little holiday cheer. Find out what Vicky was like as a little girl during the Christmas season. Keep reviewing!
Timmy: Distract Tootie? How the heck am I supposed to distract Tootie?!
Wanda: Aw, use your imagination Sport.
Cosmo: ::laughing:: Yeah! I'm sure she'd love to see your Crimson Chin comic collection! AHAHAHA!!!
Timmy: ::glares at Cosmo::
Cosmo: ::singing:: Timmy and Tootie kissin' in a tree, S-I-T-T-I-N-
Timmy: ::evil smirk:: Hey Wanda, remember when Mama Cosma dropped by for dinner and said your lasagna tasted like an old boot?
Wanda: ::suspiciously:: Yeah...
Cosmo: ::gulp::
Timmy: Guess what Cosmo did to 'spice it up' while you were busy conjuring up a fancy table?
Cosmo: AAAHH!! NO!
Wanda: ::furious:: COSMO! YOU'RE MOTHER TOLD HALF THE WOMEN IN FAIRY WORLD ABOUT MY LOUSY COOKING!!
::Cosmo tries to flee. He opens Timmy's door to zip out only to be blocked by Tootie.::
Tootie: ::singsong voice:: OH TIMMY!
Timmy:: AAAHH!! NO!
::Timmy and Cosmo dart past her out of the room but are quickly pursued by the two determined females.::
Tootie: TIMMY! WAIT! JUST GIVE MY LOVE A CHANCE!!
Wanda: COSMO! YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CHANCE!!