Chapter 3

Timmy made his way through the school's hallway. He was trying to figure out what all the commotion was about. As he was making his way towards the lunchroom banter caught his attention. A small group of kids had formed into a circle. Securing his godmother in his hand who was disguised as a notebook. He pushed through the crowd to see Poof standing there. With his hands-on Francis' neck pushing him against the blue locker. Anger was boiling on his face, "I told you not to touch me! Ever touch me again and I'll break every bone in your body." He spoke with the coldest demeanor in his voice.

"Let me go!" Francis pushed his hands out, but couldn't touch him. As he was pinned against the locker. Poof's hair was a mess with his shirt being slightly ruffled. Then a woman's voice broke through the crowd.

"Poof let him go!" Poof turned his head and let him go. As Principal Waxeplax emerged, "On your second day of school and already getting into a fight. I'm disappointed in you. After school, both of you are going to detention. Now the rest of you get to lunch or you're all getting detention!" She snapped and with that kids scurried away from the scene. "Seriously Poof what were you thinking? You know that fighting is against the rules. And just because your military doesn't excuse your behavior. I expect better from you."

"Sorry ma'am," Poof said looking down at the floor ashamed.

"Don't let me catch it happening again," With that, she scurried away. Leaving Poof to stand there in his misery. A moment later he leaned against another locker and grimaced in pain. Grunting as if something had hit him hard, he closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall.

"Are you okay?" Timmy asked him, making sure to slowly approach him. There was something wrong with him. He knew that his friends noticed it too, but up close. Timmy could see it, his skin was a ghostly pale. He seemed discomforted, and a moment later. Poof opened his eyes giving Timmy a slight glance before walking away. Leaving Timmy in the school's hallway with his godparents, and a few other people walking up and down the hallway.

"What the heck was that about?" Timmy asked.

"Most likely Francis started something with him, so is this the new student sport?" Timmy nodded her head, "Strange." Wanda spoke, and Timmy gave a puzzled look on her face. "It seems like he was in pain almost…."

"What?" Timmy asked.

"Nothing," Cosmo said. "We should get Poof a waffle maker!" Timmy sighed and shook his head.

"No Cosmo," Wanda said, sighing. "Poof doesn't want a waffle maker Cosmos. You should go to lunch before Waxeplax or Crocker causes problems." Timmy nodded his head and went to the lunchroom. Before he entered the room full of chatter his eyes moved towards his side. To see Poof who was leaning against the wall, with his eyes closed. With his free hand over his chest, his breathing was slow like he was in an immense amount of pain.

Timmy was sitting in class with his godparents disguised as drawings on his notebook. He kept glancing over at Poof who seemed rather focused on the book in front of him. Crocker had passed them out as the newest edition of his textbook as the aforementioned teacher. Was standing in front of the class retelling the text for verbatim. It was on basic geography in the city of Dimmesdale which was random, but not unusual for his teaching style. He sighed, "Welp Timmy's bored again." Cosmo replied as he was munching on a pencil driven nacho. His godfather and mother were drawn as monkeys, with pink and green eyes.

"Yup," he mumbled to them.

"Turner!" Crocker snapped. "Stop talking yourself and focus on the lesson. Poof, seriously you're acting like Turner." Poof looked up from the book with a smile across his face as he held the book. Timmy was curious, "So answer me this Poof. If you head five hundred kilometers north-west of the Unnamed ravine, yet to be named. Where would you land?"

"No clue sir, I'd have to guess… Kalo's valley?" Poof said with more of a question. Timmy was just as confused as he was, so sighing he raised his hand. Knowing full well what this would get him.

"Yes, Turner?" Crocker asked with an eyebrow.

"What does this have to do with math?" Timmy asked, "Cause I'm confused. Isn't this geography."

"Silence Turner!" Crocker snapped, "Of course this has nothing to do with math. Since Poof is a new student, their potential for him to have Fairy Godparents!" Crocker spasmed, and Timmy could only roll his eyes, "And I know for certain that you have them, don't lie to me." Laughter filled the room, others were groaning.

"I don't know what you are talking about Mr. Crocker," Timmy said. His eyes moved to the side of his eyes which was his tell sign. Though very few people knew it; Poof turned around a little puzzled. He looked around and closed the book. His attention was brought to full. "Everyones knows that fairies don't exist."

"Yes they do," Poof spoke without thinking. Timmy looked at him, and more laughter filled the room. "What's so funny? Fairies exist." His eyes shot wide open, great just what he needed another person who believed in fairies. Which sent warning bells over his head, "What?" Poof asked again this time with clear anger in his voice. Which only seemed to make him madder.

"Wait did you say you believe in fairies?" Crocker asked with a girn, "A student who believes in fairies? Impossible." Poof looked like he was about to punch someone in the face.

"Belief? No, it's a fact they exist," he said. "Why is this suddenly news?"

"Yes!" Crocker said with the loudest cheers he had ever imagined. "Finally someone else who agrees with me. What do you know about fairies?" Crocker asked, and Timmy thought for a moment.

"Didn't Waxelplax say not to embarrass yourself in front of the class," Timmy wanted to change subjects?

"You win this one Turner, but I'm on to you." Crocker said ticked, "One day I'll have my revenge. One day, then class...what we're we talking about?" He pondered and walked to him bored. Biting his fingers Timmy looked down.

"That's not good," Wanda said. "You'll just have to be more careful." She warned him, "That's strange though."

"That's what I was eating," Cosmo said. Wanda sighed, "Wait that doesn't sound right." Timmy didn't ask as Crocker started passing out a new wave of