AN: Love y'all. here's chapter 9.
"Give me your backpack," Mr. Crocker stuck his white, bony hand out and smirked.
Cosmo shrugged off the backpack and handed it over. A crowd of preteens surrounded the two, waiting to see what was contained in the backpack.
"I bet he has pictures of naked men in there," A 7th grade whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Oh Jeff, you're so funny," a 6th grader giggled.
Crocker turned the backpack upside down. Papers, pencils, and other school items fell out, along with . . .
"Ah ha! What have we here?" Mr. Crocker held up the wand.
"It was part of my Halloween costume," Cosmo lied simply.
"Oh, and you just happen to be carrying it around in the middle of Febuary?"
"Hey, Halloween's just eight short months away!"
"Of course it is, Turner. Of course, this isn't school appropriate. I'll have to have it confiscated."
"What?!?!" Cosmo shreaked angrily. "That's so not fair!"
"And you, of course, will have to come to my new office for, er, interagation."
"Intera what?"
"Questioning."
"For a toy wand?"
"Ah ha! You admit it is a wand!"
Cosmo rolled his eyes. "Anyone with eyes could see that."
"Come with me!'' Crocker grabbed Cosmo around the wrist, firm enough for him not to escape, but not as firm as to qualify as child abuse. He led the 'boy' to a dark room which was simply furnished with all of Crocker's fairy tracking devises and two chairs, one of which had arm restraints.
Hold up. Arm restraints?
"Have a seat, Turner," Crocker gestured to the chair. Cosmo sat reluctantly and Crocker pounced, locking the restraints around Cosmo's wrists.
"Hey!" He screamed.
"No use shouting. The room's sound proof. Seems that the school district didn't want to hear the sounds of shouting juvenile deliquents." He smirked. "This is a much better job than my last one. I bet you're wondering why I'm here, right?"
"Not really."
Crocker ignored him. "I was fired from Dimmsdale Elementary. Then, after your little spat with that jock, the district decided that they needed a new security guard. I was hired due to my good looks mostly. BUt I'm also a master of the martial arts!" Crocker began a lousy immitation of a Jackie Chan movie.
"Oh wow, interesting. Can I go now?"
"Shhhh! I'm not finished here, Timmy Turner. If that's really your name, which I know it's not. I know who you are, or should I say what you are! You are his FAIRY GOD PARENT!"
AN: Oh no! What's going to happen to Cosmo? Will he be torchured with who knows what? Will Timmy be able to rescue him? I ain't telling you. You're gonna have to read chapter ten to find out!