The phone rang. "Hello?" Timmy said, picking up the phone reciever. "Hi Timmy," the voice said.
"Sheena?"
"Yeah. My mom is making me sleep over at your house for tonight. Geez, always trying to push me together with any male specimen that I ever met. So, Can I?"
"Bu-"
"Great. I'll be over in a minute."
Sheena put down the phone. "So Sheena," Shara said.
"Do you want the red sleeping bag with the red nightgown with black lace,
or the black sleeping bag with the red nightgown and the black lace,
or the black sleeping bag with the black nightgown and the red lace,
or the red sleeping bag with the black nightgown and the red lace,
or-"
"I'll just pack up myself." Sheena said quickly before she started blabbering on about the different combinations of stuffed animals she should bring. "You just... just keep quiet."
Later
"Hi Timmy." Sheena said when he answered the door, with a 'my-mom-is-making-me-do-this-against-my-own-free-will' look on her face. "I'm just going to unpack in your room. Don't mind me, I'll just be sleeping on the floor." Sara and Shara walked in in their human forms. "My cousins are coming, too. They, erm, won't leave me alone. Now then, you were saying?" "Vicky is babysitting today." Timmy said. Sheena just took out a red hair brush from her black purse. "Didn't you hear me?" Timmy said. "Vicky is babysitting! Icky with a V!" Sheena didn't seem to care. "Bed." She said.
"What?"
"Go to bed."
Timmy burst out laughing. "You know, for a minute there, I thought you were serious." he said. Sheena still didn't show any sign of emotion. "Hehe..." There was still a blank look. "Ha..." Sheena yawned. "OKAY! JUST STOP WITH THE STARE! IT BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRNNNS!" Vicky just came in, just the usual thunder, lightning, and "happy bag".
"BED, TWERP!" Sheena gave an uninterested look. "I SAID BED!" Sheena yawned. "OKAY! JUST STOP WITH THE STARE! IT BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRNNS!"
Later
"She's not that bad." Sara told Timmy. "She just misses her old pet." "And she has a bad sense of humor." Shara added. "But there's nothing we can do about it. If Mei could come back to life, things would be better, but that'll never happen. 'Night Timmy! See ya in the morning!" Timmy looked at his fairy god parents and whispered "I wish..."
-POOF-
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Author's Note: Do not attempt to pull off the stare. But if it really works, then we obviously live in different worlds.