(…) means twin's telepathy and ((…)) means Cosmo and Wanda telepathy.

No, I don't own FOP or any reference to its varied characters mentioned herein, and unless the new episodes that follow 'School's Out' begin showing the love again, I wouldn't want to. So, for now, Butch Hartman can keep his name tacked on…even if it is for nothing more than the royalties at this point.

Oh…and I don't own The Big Comfy Couch either. That belongs to some broadcasting company in Tennessee I think. : )

Fairly OddParents : The Next Generation

Chapter 24. The Uprising and The Downfallen

"WANDA!"

Before that moment, Cosmo had only known pure terror, pure fear of the most horrific kind at their position and a predicament so obviously futile. The second Wanda had been hit though, the instant the loud report of the crack upon the side of her face had been sounded, Cosmo's fear was gone as completely as if it had never been.

Rage filled him. Violent, passionate, unimaginable rage surged through him as Wanda's body somersaulted through the air from the force of the back handed fist that had caught her.

His green eyes slit, his teeth ground together as his wife first hit an upright steel beam before falling to land on her side with a sickening bounce, only to come to an unmoving stand still.

No one had any right to hit her.

No creature in heaven and hell or anything in between could claim such right. Not even he, her husband, her chosen lover, her best friend of almost 10,000 years would ever have dared to even entertain such a notion. He alone of all creatures may have been granted leave by her choice of him to do many things to her - with her even - but striking her would never be one of them. Never even if she'd asked.

Howling with a furious rage, Cosmo began to struggle violently against the men that held him.

He wanted free.

He wanted loose.

He wanted to kill.

Crocker.

Cosmo did not love their godchildren the same way that Wanda did. Wanda's love was a mother's love. An enduring type of love, it was always offered no matter what the circumstances. Always given despite the failing… Freely and openly offered to every child they were entrusted with. And even once they had grown, she could never hate those that had been hers to watch over.

Hate some of the things that they did? Yes. Be disappointed by their inappropriate actions? Absolutely. But never would she hate one of theirs. It was just not within her. Her absolute love and forgiving nature where two of the thousands of things about her that would have certainly made her a more than fitting and devoted mother of her own children if they'd had any.

But Cosmo was not Wanda. Maternal instinct was not within the fabric of his being. He certainly had a duty to the godchildren he had helped care for, but he did not give himself over completely to them. His nature was a little too selfish for such a claim. His was more of a 'wait and see how this turns out' attitude. If they got on well, then he was happy and floated merrily along with it, many times becoming especially dedicated to the child. But when things went off, when the children were of the type that cared little for him or anyone else, he just didn't see the point in trying when it was obvious, to him at least, the child did not want such a relationship. He always tried to care for the kids, yes. But truly love them maybe even as his own? Well, Cosmo was just not so free as his wife there.

This of course was not to say that he NEVER came to love any of their god children. It was just a much harder state of affairs for Cosmo to move into. He seemed to find more comfort and ability in being loyal buddies with the kids rather than a 'father figure'. Timmy had been one of the rarities. Timmy had bonded with him and Wanda in a way that few other kids did or could. That was what earned Cosmo's love.

But Wanda…

He already knew that in her heart Wanda would forgive Crocker for what he had just done. She always did. He was, after all, no longer a child who cared for godparents the way a child would. To her, it wasn't his fault that he had, as Cosmo always joked, grown up 'bitter and angry at the world.'

Yes, Wanda as the mothering soul she was, would forgive him. She would hate what he had done, she would feel disappointment and failure, and she might even try to blame herself for not having done a better job with him for the little time they were with him as a boy. But it still came down to the fact that a little piece of her would feel for him. It was a part of having given that mothering heart to him as a boy.

But Cosmo was under no such contract. He'd tried his best for him, but as far as he was concerned, once they had left, Crocker's actions were his own and he was accountable for them in all ways.

He'd thus far been able to play them off as a joke. Laughing at the failed attempts of world conquest…always laughing as they foiled his plots to expose fairy godparents… In Cosmo's eyes he'd been just another human adult.

Okay, sure. A rather dangerous one that a fairy should on occasion fear. And yes, he'd been more than a little ticked at the man when Crocker had captured and placed Wanda in the scepter during the whole sordid Fairy-versary incident back with Timmy, and had caused her some pain while using it. But the man had never, in all the years the fairies had spent running from him and ruining his plans, willingly, intentionally, struck her. He'd caught them on more than one occasion, held them in his hand even if he hadn't known it, but he had never hit them with the full purpose of doing so.

Until now.

Cosmo would not forgive this. He could not forgive this. Not for anyone would he ever have considered anything less than pure hatred for their daring to strike his wife…HIS love…HIS life!

Wanda was the only person to which he had ever knowingly, willingly, and whole heartedly given himself up to completely from the first moment he had laid eyes on her. The second she had come into view, his heart was sold and the mortgage paid in full. To her, he had not only given his unrelenting love, but his full trust and confidence as well. And though on occasion his sometimes foggy way of thinking and unusual way of doing things seemed to outshine everything else he was, he'd never for one single second ever been anything other than totally in love with her. Not even when he was angry at her and his stubborn sense of pride refused to admit that the argument or actions had all been his fault. Never had he ever questioned loving her. And he was not about to question the raw, seething anger that rose up in him for what had just been done.

No one was allowed to get away with hitting his wife.

No one was immune to his hatred.

No one.

Least of all, a stupid, selfish, and fanatical old man.

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From beside the raging fairy, Wandissimo turned his stunned eyes to look at Cosmo in awe. Though a part of him was angry and appalled at what he had just witnessed happening to Wanda, he was even more astonished and surprised by Cosmo's reaction to it. He had never before seen Cosmo in such a frenzy. The green haired fairy was absolutely beside himself with vicious passion and Wandissimo was completely in amazement of it. Such anger! Such hatred! Such desire for vengeance…

This was a state that even Wandissimo was barely able to comprehend. He'd been angry himself at times, particularly at Cosmo, but he could never remember ever being so wildly infuriated even when it did relate to Wanda.

And it was only then in this moment that the reason struck, and he suddenly knew why.

He had never loved Wanda quite the same way that Cosmo did.

It was a startling revelation, but when faced with truth of it, the obviousness was stunning and he knew not only that it was right, but he also found himself wondering at how he could not have seen it before this.

All the times she'd turned him down, all the times his plans at regaining her notice had failed, all of his pleading, all of his imploring… None of it had served to bring her back to him. And it was finally, at long last, crystal clear.

His pride and ego no longer blinding him, Wandissimo understood his one fatal mistake. He had committed the grievous error of daring to place something above Wanda.

Himself.

Had he not held himself in such high regard, had Wanda been placed upon a slightly higher pedestal than his own, then it was entirely conceivable that things could have been different. Dramatically so. But he hadn't. Wanda had come second.

Wandissimo now saw that with every arm draped across another fairy's shoulders, every instance of strutting before the mirror, every opportunity he'd taken to bare his chest to the world, he'd dug his own failure that much deeper and served to deteriorate his relationship with Wanda that much more.

Truthfully, when compared to Cosmo, he'd never had a chance with Wanda.

Cosmo adored only her. Cosmo loved only her. He lived for only her. Existence was only for her. Not only had Cosmo placed Wanda above all other things, for there was no other way to love her as blindly as he did without placing her at the top, but there wasn't even a second priority to him. Wanda was everything to him.

And now that Cosmo had seen the injustice committed against his wife, he was a fairy who wanted only to give payment back for such a service.

Wandissimo's eyebrows creased.

Revenge…

This, Wandissimo understood. He'd tried for so long to have it against Cosmo for what he had always considered the wrong done to him by his green haired rival. A wrong that never truly had been. Just a failed inability to see who had bettered who.

He resolved then, that if Cosmo wanted to deliver retribution, then the fairy would have it.

Wandissimo quickly looked at the hands holding him by the shoulders and noting the nearness of the index fingers, gave a grim smile. What good were his muscles if he could not use them for more than just posing? If he stretched suddenly and quickly, he might just be able to reach it. It wasn't a pleasant idea in the least, but he would suffer through it. True love, even if it was between Cosmo and Wanda, deserved such sacrifice.

In a flash he moved his head down and grabbing the human's finger between his teeth, he bit down…hard…and the man yelled aloud in pain. And the moment it happened, all hell broke loose.

It was hard to tell from which direction it began, but mass confusion was suddenly the order of the moment. The humans still standing around Wanda's prone body rushed forward when their fellow had yelled out in pain at Wandissimo's bite. But just as they had started, a heavy pulley on a chain swung down and took out the man in front.

Several of the men paused in mid stride, but when they did, another pulley flew through them to take out one of their fellows in the back. As this became the dominant preoccupation of the men, they failed to notice the small figure that ran in behind them and up to the nearest cell console. A moment of looking was all it took and the cell doors were suddenly opened, more than a hundred fairies rushing out and immediately running to cover the minions from behind.

Wandissimo landed on his feet when the man holding him had let go, feeling a breeze of air as another pulley flew by him. He looked out to see the now freed fairies attacking the men from behind, but he had no time to deal with that. He had to free a still captive Cosmo. He turned, and quickly grabbing the pant leg of the first man holding Cosmo, he yanked as hard as he could. It was enough to pull the man back so that he began to fall, and in his effort to keep from doing so, he let go of Cosmo's right arm. Wandissimo gave another hard yank, and the man went down.

The second man holding Cosmo looked down to see Wandissimo charging and kicked out at him. But the fairy dodged it, and with a jump, grabbed hold of the minion's jumpsuit at the waist. Before the human had a chance to fully recover, Wandissimo was already pulling himself higher on the man and with perfect aim socked him in the jaw. The minion staggered back, loosening his grip on Cosmo's left arm as he did so, and Cosmo pulled free to drop to the ground with Wandissimo.

Just as they landed, the first man made a diving grab at the two, but Wandissimo angled clear to the side of the minion and Cosmo jumped up and onto the human's head. The fairy's falling weight, so much heavier now without the lightness of their magic to handle the true physics of it, shoved their attacker to the ground with a satisfying, jaw cracking jolt.

As this was happening, more newly released fairies, courtesy of none other than Tommy, had rushed out to help occupy the other men that were still trying to grapple with the first wave of fairy attackers with their nets, pincers and electric zapping poles. Minion 16 alone, Charlie, had found himself overwhelmed in hardly a second and brought down to the ground by no less than a hundred fairies with another hundred or more waiting behind the first batch to get their chance at him.

The men fought as hard as they could, but even with the regular shouts and yells of pain from the fairies, the humans were distinctly on the losing side. They were going down and quickly, and the fairies, seeing this, fought all the harder with great vigor.

Wandissimo had moved back to Cosmo after the smaller fairy had jumped off of the fallen human, but just as he did so, he caught sight of the man he had hit in the jaw coming at them. The purple eyed fairy rushed forward and shoved Cosmo hard, pushing him out of the way, as the human came down at them. The man not only ended up over shooting his targets, but with the two fairies in motion, he'd only been able to knock Wandissimo down roughly as he slipped by to run smack into one of the metal panels, knocking himself out.

Wandissimo felt a hand on his arm as he started to sit rather dazedly, and turning his face from first the hand to it's owner, saw Cosmo looking down at him. Though surprised at Cosmo's move to help him up, he opened his mouth to say thank you, before he saw movement past the green haired fairy. Back by some twenty yards was the wheeled chair of the man behind the whole affair quickly moving out and away from the mass of fairies through a door. Having seen the massive eruption of a plan that had taken years to arrange, Crocker was beating a hasty retreat from the scene.

"Cosmo!" said Wandissimo as he pointed. "Crocker! He went that way! Get him!"

Cosmo looked from Wandissimo to where Crocker had been, then to Wanda, and back again in an undecided way. But Wandissimo had not done everything he had just to have his rival helping him stand up. He wanted the fairy to have the satisfaction of catching Crocker and would stand for nothing less.

"Go!" he yelled at Cosmo imploringly. "Wanda will be fine! I promise you!"

Cosmo nodded once before wheeling around and taking off after Crocker.

Wandissimo watched the fairy go before shaking his head to clear it, slowly standing with the intention of joining the others in the already lessening fray, but he suddenly found himself unable to move forward when a hand grabbed hold of one of his wings. He glanced back to see the angry captor he had bitten leering at him, but the leer quickly dropped, as well as the man, when he unexpectedly started to convulse wildly for a moment before he fell to the ground.

Wandissimo looked up in confusion from the fallen man to see the powder blue fairy from his cell standing with one of the electric pronged weapons awkwardly held in her tiny and delicate hands. The girl looked down with a wickedly pleased expression as she said vehemently to the stunned man, "That's for zapping me in the back yesterday!"

The man tried to move to get up and she quickly zapped him again.

"That's for trying to grab me to put up on that panel!"

The human groaned and she zapped him yet again.

"That's for taking me away from my goddaughter!"

Wandissimo looked at her in surprise.

"Uh, perdón, I believe that they may have been different men in each instance," he said in more than a little astonishment at the hitherto rather quiet and unassuming young fairy. Clearly this situation had, until now, hidden a far fiercer and somewhat vindictive side to the little godmother.

The girl looked at Wandissimo impassively for a second before she gave a sly smile and a noncommittal shrug of one shoulder as she answered with an offhand "Eh. They all look the same to me. Besides, I owed you one for pushing me out of the way when they were looking to put someone up there with Cosmo."

The man twitched just then and catching the movement from the bottom of her eyes, the little fairy looked down…and cheerfully zapped him once more.

Wandissimo smiled.

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Crocker seethed in his head in anger at what had just happened as he directed the chair along the walkway at a dangerous speed.

How could he have been so stupid? How could he have let this happen? 7 years of planning were suddenly going up in smoke and it was all his fault.

'Stupid, stupid fool!' he cried at himself. 'How could you have been so pathetic! You had them! Both of them! And you let them get away! They're all getting away! After all those years of planning, all those nights of drawing every detail out to the letter…how could you lose your temper?'

Yes, his mistake was losing his temper. He should have let his men handle the fairy. He should have allowed them to chase her about, though it probably wouldn't have been a long chase judging by the shape she seemed in just then, capturing her when she was finally tired out.

But no. Stupid fool that he'd been, he'd let her goad him into doing something outside the plan. She'd convinced his anger to lash out…to hit her, and though it had felt remarkably gratifying to enact the violence upon her, it had thrown everything out the window. He'd created a martyr of injustice out of her instead of a symbol of panic and fear, and when the green haired fairy had started raging like an animal, Crocker had found not the misery he would have hoped at such treatment, but vicious anger.

Truthfully, he'd never expected such a reaction from something that was supposed to be so sweet and nice and it had acted like a catalyst for the sudden mêlée that had transpired afterward. His men were getting taken out both from above and by escaping fairies, and even the black haired fairy had been able to find a way free for both himself and the green haired one.

Crocker may have been half a step away from full mind blowing madness, but his logic had held enough that even he could see that his carefully laid plans were swiftly winging away on a puff of fairy magic just like every other plan before.

His mind in a fog, the wheels of the chair slipping along the concrete, Crocker sent his chair haphazardly around a corner at a speed that would have been far from safe in any situation and as he rounded the corner, he cut it too closely. A piece of folded piping caught one of the wheels and with a hard jerk Crocker found himself pitching forward and out of the chair to land on the concrete with a heavy grunt.

Pain lanced through him, it's origins coming directly from the area of his left hip and the man growled at himself for his stupidity. Fairies would no doubt be coming after him to seek their revenge and here he was laying on the floor. Another stupid mistake.

The man tried to pull himself up but no sooner had he moved his hips to try and brace his legs beneath him when he gave an involuntary cry of surprised pain as his left leg crumpled beneath him and his hip screamed in agony. His bones brittle from age and two years of electric shock therapy, it was clear that his fall had resulted in a shattered left hip. He was going nowhere fast and he understood he was a sitting duck for any who happened along.

From far behind him, the hollow echoed sound of the fairies war cries reached his ears and Crocker looked back wide eyed. He then looked at his chair caught and tilted on the metal bar and knew that he could neither free nor straighten it and even if he could, he would have found it useless for the caught wheel was bent out of shape and would not have rolled any further then where it sat.

Crocker growled again in frustration as he looked about him quickly. To his left he saw a wide yellow ribbon with the words "Danger - Do Not Cross" tied across the opening of a set of steps leading up to a set of catwalks above. This was a part of the section of steel in this building that his men had intentionally damaged in order to get this part of the Ibrahim plant to close.

Seeing there was no way to get himself out of the building without a great deal of time and pain, Crocker made the decision to take high ground and hope the fairies would think he had just continued on his way out of the building. None of the fairies could fly without their powers anyway, just as he had hoped would happen being as fairies were presumably much each easier to kill when bereft of it, so it was unlikely any of them would see him from above. He could just sit it out and wait until they'd left.

With more effort than he'd first thought he'd have been able to spare, Crocker managed to drag himself over to the steps where he wriggled under the warning ribbon. Wrapping his arms around the safety railing, he pulled himself to stand on his still good right leg and hip, and slowly began to hop and pull himself up the stairway, one halting and pain wrenching step at a time.

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