Hi everyone! I finally got a day off work so I decided to get things rolling on this again. This is going to turn out not exactly how I originally planned it. The title might change as the story continues, but I hope you guys stay on for the ride. I'd like to give everyone that reviewed a shout out, all of you guys rock! The people I'm writing about now are the ones that didn't review before hand.

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Timmy gazed around the classroom with his usual half smile. Half of the kids seemed grateful that he looked nothing like Crocker. The other half was kids that he knew from his old friends. Of course, he couldn't help but chuckle when he saw his own children with their jaws lying on their desks.

"Dad?" They asked him in a dumbfounded way. Timmy just smiled at them before turning to Principal Waxelplax.

"I can take it from here. Thanks for giving me the heads up about this before summer started." He said to her.

"Oh, don't mention it Mr. Turner. You know how Mr. Crocker can be so we just wanted to make sure." She said in a giddy voice. She then did an about face and left the room, slamming the door behind her. The noise made everyone jump.

"Hey, T-Dawg! What are you going here?" Chip spoke up. Timmy walked over and set his briefcase on the big desk in the front of the room. He then leaned back on it a bit and crossed his arms.

"That's a good question Chip. Hi everyone, I'm Mr. Turner and I guess I'll be teaching you guys for as long as Crockpot...I mean Crocker is in the Institute for the Insane. Now, I usually teach at the Dimmsdale Middle School but I got a call saying that they might need a third grade teacher on hand for Mr. Crocker's class. Yet, they never told me that I would see so many familiar faces." He explained to the young kids. Timmy looked over at his kids, who hadn't been able to pick themselves up off of their desks quite yet. His eyes then fell upon the pink eraser and the green pen. His memory suddenly flashed back to when he brought the two with his to school almost everyday. They kept him from going at nuts as Crocker was and still it. Suddenly, he came back to the real world with a jolt. Before him, a few tiny hands had gone up. He pointed to Sani.

"If you are to be teaching us, is this class going to be easier than the freaky teacher?" She asked in her thick accent.

"That remains to be seen. Just do your work and you should be just fine." He answered. It seemed that the rest of them had that on their minds because the hands quickly disappeared from view. Timmy then picked up a list of all of the kids in the class. "Okay, I'm going to call off your names to see if you are all here. Just shout out when your hear it." He said as he looked down the list. "Allegra?"

"Right here Mr. Turner!" She said, waving a hand in the air. Tammy glared at her for a second. Sure, she could be happy with the new teacher. She didn't live with him. Her fathers voice blurred as she leaned over to Tommy.

"What are we going to do?" She hissed into his ear.

"I don't know! We already get it enough from the popular kids. Now their going to think that we're the teachers pets!" He exclaimed. A clearing of the throat noise made them look down at Cosmo and Wanda.

"Isn't this something that you wanted? I mean, you get to spend more time with your dad. Before, he was barely around." Wanda said, trying not to be heard by eavesdroppers.

"Yeah, that's how you guys got us in the first place." Cosmo answered, looking around as he did so. Just then, a gnat scuttled by him. "Hi there! I think I'm going to name you Charlie. Here Charlie!" He spoke to it.

"Cosmo!" Wanda scolded. "I'm sure everything is going to be fine. After all, your dad is considered 'cool' among this group."

"I hope your right." Tommy sighed. Timmy was still calling out the class roll, so he hadn't noticed the two not paying attention.

"Of course she's right! Who knew that a nerdy little empty-bus-seat with bucked teeth and short attention span could turn out to be so cool." Cosmo agreed. Both of the twins gave him a funny look.

"What are you talking about?" Tammy asked. They didn't get time to receive an answer.

"Thomas?" Mr. Turner called out. Tommy could hear the class snicker. Slowly, he raised his hand and Timmy checked his son off the list.

"He wouldn't." Tammy gasped in horror. Hearing that her dad called her brother by his full name, she knew what was coming.

"Timantha?" Mr. Turner said. There was a seconds silence, followed by the classes uncontrollable laughter. Tammy cringed at the events that were exploding around her. She had never told anyone her real name, not even her friends. Her parents had always told her that it was a pretty name, but she preferred to be called Tammy.

"Timantha? What kind of messed up name is that?!" She heard Verty shout out from the back of the room. All Tammy could do was put her head down on the desk and cover it with her hands in embarrassment. Timmy stood back and watched it unfold. His smile fell in disgust as the class was making fun of his own daughter. He too had experienced such teasing for things that seemed so trivial.

"That's enough! If I hear one more of you make fun of her name, you'll be receiving a level 3 detention, understood?" He said sternly. It was like someone hit the mute button on the room. Tammy still wouldn't uncover her head though. Underneath her arms, Wanda watched the girls eyes well up with tears.

"Don't cry Sweetie. He didn't mean anything by it." She tried to comfort her. Tammy opened her eyes.

"He's so embarrassing! He just doesn't get it." She said with a bit of anger. Slowly, she lifted her head and didn't say another word. The rest of the class time went without much of an incident. The text books were handed out, the list of items that they might have forgotten to buy before the year began was given to them, and a lesson in spelling was started. The morning raced by the children and most of them were shocked when the lunch bell rang. As the ringing faded, Wanda turned herself back into the pink hairclip and Cosmo became a watch for Tommy.

"Hey T! Normal table?" Chip asked Tommy as they put their belongings in their desks.

"You know it. Bring those old school comic books you were telling me about. I've never heard of Crash Nebula." He smirked. Just as they were going to leave the room, Tommy and Tammy felt a tap on their shoulders. They looked up to see their father.

"Hold on, I want to have a word with you." He said. The twins looked from their dad to their friends that were waiting.

"I'll save you a seat Tammy." Allegra told her as they left the room. Timmy led his children to the front desk, where he sat down to get down to their level.

"Dad if this is about the spitball, I swear it just fell out of my mouth and just happened to land on that weird kid with the zit." Tommy said with out stretched arms. Even Tammy had to hold back a snort.

"No this has nothing to do with that. I wanted to ask you guy how you really feel about me teaching your class. After that little name fiasco, I wanted to see what you thought." He said in a calm voice. The two looked at each other cockeyed. This was the first time they had been with their dad for so long in one day. Before then, they had the usual routine of odd-ball teachers and the evil Satan incarnate known as the Vicky-bot.

"I don't have an issue with it Dad. I think it's going to be fun." Tommy said. In translation he was actually saying, "The second he leaves that answer book at home, I'm diving for it." His blue eyes sparkled with a certain innocence.

"Yeah Daddy. I am so over that name thing. Just never do it again." She answered, giving a shrug. In translation she was really saying, "I am so dead." Timmy seemed satisfied with the answers his children were giving him.

"Well, that's awesome to hear." He smiled. "Oh, I forgot to tell you this morning...Mom is going to be home early today so Vicky-bot isn't going to be there today. You'll just be alone for maybe 15 minutes." He said, giving Tammy a kiss on the forehead and rustling Tommy's hair. He then tugged on Tammy's hairclip. "I don't remember you getting this." Tammy clasped a hand over Wanda.

"Yeah, Mom got it for me at that new Girly Girly shop. You know, the place you won't enter without a anti germ suit?" She said, preventing him from seeing that the clip had a pair of eyes and a mouth. Timmy rolled his eyes.

"Alright. Now, get your butts to lunch." He said.

"Okay!" They both said happily, running out of the room. The hallways were now empty of the students. They were either in the lunchroom or playing at recess. With a poof, the twins' fairy godparents appeared in front of them.

"That's was nice of you guys to lie to your dad and not hurt his feelings. That would have been bad." Cosmo said without a second thought.

"It wasn't really lying. It's just hiding the truth until it comes out at a really inconvenient time." Tommy explained.

"I hear that!" The green haired fairy agreed. The two floating figures then poofed away when they entered the cafeteria. Nothing about this place had changed from the year before. It still was a sterile white and served foods that not even a starving dog would poke at with his nose. The twins quickly spotted their friends sitting at the same table as always. They ran up to it and plopped down their backpacks.

"What did your dad want?" Chip asked as he bit into his disgusting peanut butter and bacon sandwich.

"Just to tell us that we'll be babysitter-less after school. Mom has to come home early and pack for her business trip tomorrow." Tommy said, pulling out a lunchbox of his own. The picture on it was his favorite superhero The Big Toe Boy. Tammy just had the standard brown paper bag with flowers drawn on it.

"That's cool. I thought he was going to yell at you for talking to your eraser and pen throughout class." Allegra said, picking at her toxic school lunch

"No, I don't think he noticed that." Tammy said, shaking her head.

"At least he didn't call you Timantha again. I didn't even know you had a full name!" Chip laughed, a bit of milk coming out of his nose. Tammy narrowed her eyes.

"And it will never be repeated again unless you want people to know that you were named after that old pop singer Chip Skylark. In fact, only we know that your full name really is Chip Skylark McBadbat." Tammy said slyly. The look of horror on Chips face was classic.

"Point taken, shutting up." He said, turning his attention back to his food. They began to enjoy a nice lunch, when Allegra looked over to her left.

"Guys! Popular kids are coming this way!" She said in a low voice. All of them looked up and sure enough, they posse was coming toward them.

"Hey Turners! You better make sure your dad gives us a good grade this year, or you may never make it to your ninth birthday." Tony snarled. Tommy and Tammy just sat there, not really fazed by it. They were so use to it by now.

"Whatever you say Tony." Tommy said with little emotion.

"Little do they know that your birthday is in a week." Chip whispered as the group left.

"Don't tell them that." Tammy answered. "I'll just encourage them."

The whole rest of the day went as it should, the teachers spouting out facts that you really don't need to know for everyday life, and the kids sitting there wishing that summer would come again real soon even if they just got there. As the final bell rang for the day, the schools door burst forth with the energy that the kids had built up during the day. Among them were the twins.

"Finally! Time to goof off!" Tommy exclaimed as he jumped down a few of the steps. The two dodged behind one of the bushes by the front step, allowed Cosmo and Wanda to come out in true form.

"So, you guys have 15 minutes without any adults. What do you guys want to do? Wanda asked. The two thought for a moment.

"I wish I was in Girl World!" Tammy smiled. That was the special place her and Wanda went too to unwind from a long day. It had everything an eight-year-old girl would dream about.

"You don't have to ask me twice. Bye guys!" With that, Wanda and Tammy poofed away to their dreamland, leaving the boys by themselves. (Which isn't a real wise idea once you think about it.)

"What about you Tommy? I've got the magic and you've got the wishes." Cosmo said.

"You bet I do! I wish that we were back at the treehouse, but the inside is a jungle where I can explore." Tommy said with pride. Cosmo was more than happy to answer the call. Within seconds, they two were deep in the Amazon jungle. Tommy's pink hat and clothes turned into safari gear. In his hands was a net to catch the ever elusive green fiddlestick.

"It's got to be around here somewhere in this dangerous land." Tommy said as he slunk through the heavy vines and trees. The sounds of exotic bird filled his ears.

"Rowr!" Came a sound from the tops of the trees. Tommy quickly looked up to see that there was nothing there. It was like the noise had come out of a still tree. Carefully, Tommy continued on his quest.

"This is a perilous mission. I must be brave, I must be professional, I better be wearing clean underwear incase I get into an accident." He said to himself as he bushwhacked his way through a patch of thorny bushes. The prickers tore at his clothing. He was lucky that he didn't get stuck.

"Fiddlestick, fiddlestick!" He heard a high voice yell out. It was what he was looking for. He sped off in the direction of the sound.

"I've got you now!" He called out as he dodged into a clearing. There it was, the green fiddlestick. It's dragon like appearance made it look like it could burn you alive with a puff of fire from its mouth. It would have been more menacing if not for the crown floating just above the back of its head. It turned and looked at the young boy.

"Hi Tommy! I'm terrifying!" It said. It swiped a large claw at him, which he skillfully avoided harm by jumping out of the way.

"Not for me, the great explorer on earth." Tommy grinned. He gave a mighty leap into the air and brought the net down onto the green fiddlesticks head. There was a moments pause.

"Uh Cosmo, I sort of caught you." Tommy reminded him.

"Oh yeah. Ahhh! I have been defeated. The world is going dark! I surrender to your mercy oh creature captor of mine." He said with such drama. He fell backward like he was dead. He then opened his eyes and looked up at Tommy. "How was that?"

"I think you need to stop watching soap operas" The black haired boy answered. Suddenly, a fluttering white object on a tree caught his attention. "Hey, what's this?" Tommy asked as he walked over and plucked it off. It was a note from his parents.

"Tammy and Tommy, this is your chore list for before your mother and I get home. If they are not done, there will be no television or internet tonight. Have fun, we love you! Love, Dad." It read. Tommy let out a disappointed sigh as Cosmo turned the jungle back into the everyday treehouse.

"Looks like even when there is no one here, they still get to boss you around." Cosmo said, changing back to normal. Tommy read the note again before balling it up.

"Man, everyone thinks my dad is so cool. In real life, he's never around or giving us these orders." He groaned, putting the note into his pocket.

"What about your mom?" Cosmo asked as Tommy started down the ladder.

"She's different. Her job makes it so she is home sometimes. That Dimmadome guy is really nice to her so he lets her have time to be with us. The only time she isn't here is when she goes on those business trips." He explained as he headed for the house.

"Oh I get it! Mom's here more than Dad, so you resent him a little more." Cosmo followed behind. Tommy stopped and looked at him funny.

"That's the smartest thing I've heard you say." He said in shock.

"Really? That's great! What did I just say?" He said with confusion.

"If Dad was here more with us, he'll start to understand what it's really like to be a kid right now. He just doesn't get it. He's been old way too long to probably even remember what it's like to be a kid." He said, opening the door to the kitchen.

"I see where this is going." Cosmo said, a roll of duct tape and a pack of gummy worms appearing in his hands.

"Nah, there's nothing we can do. It's just going to be this way forever." Tommy said sadly.

"Maybe I didn't see where that was going." Cosmo chuckled, ripping open the gummy worms and dining on them. "Hey, did we leave Charlie back at school?" Tommy ignored that last comment.

"I just wish Dad could see what it's like to be a kid, just for one day. Maybe then he won't be like this to me and Tammy." He grumbled, not realizing what he just said. As he stomped up the stairs to his room, he never heard Cosmo say...

"Wish granted."

TO BE CONTINUED...

This chapter didn't go as well as the second one. I kind of have a little bit of writers block and it's making it difficult to get my thoughts down on paper. I've also been working a lot, so it's been tough on the old brain. Don't you just love the name Timantha? I got it from the episode where Timmy accidentally wished he was a girl. That's another clue that Timmy still knows what happened to him in his elementary years. I also have an explanation for some of the newer characters. Sani is Sanjays daughter, Allegra is A.j.'s daughter, and Chip is Chester's son. Someone asked me about that. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter even if it is a bit sort. Please review and I'll catch you all later.