Timmy screamed. His fairy godmother lay dead on the ground. Crocker's antics seemed far away. Without his fairies, what could he do?
Cosmo seemed dead too, but as Timmy painfully turned to look, he saw his godfather was still breathing - very gently, very slowly, very painfully… but it was still breathing.
Slowly Timmy felt power rush through him. That must have what Wanda had done! She'd given him her power. The last of the power she had left. She'd given her life for him! He did not feel happy. But he felt loved.
Timmy placed his hand once again on the bubble of energy. He pushed with all his might… and fell back, dead.
"What!!!!" yelled Cosmo. "Insomniac II, you can't do that! Timmy isn't supposed to die! You said you'd told me the plot of this story!!!! TIMMY LIVES!!"
"Fine"
Timmy placed his hand once again on the bubble of energy. He pushed with all his might… and the bubble broke. He'd broken the spell. The power… his, Wanda's and Crocker's was now in one human's body. It was too much!! Timmy grabbed Wanda's wand, squeezing it, clenching his fists. He could get her back. HE HAD THE POWER!!!
AN: Phew!