Fairly Odd Parents copyright Viacom
Chapter 3: The Switch is Exposed
Written: 2-3 Dec 2004
Posted: 4 Dec 2004
Timmy had quite the morning. First Wanda went nuts and Cosmo disappeared towing her along. And then Juandissimo appeared in his class, claiming that he he was his temporary godparent while his were gone. And finally his mother crashed the family sedan into class and dragged him away from school. Not that he was ungrateful for that. But things were getting a little weird for his tastes.
"Mom?" he started tentatively. "What's going on?" He was afraid that he might an answer, but he had asked the question anyway. It was just that she acting a mite unusual. And driving unaccountably worse than usual.
"That's a very good question, sport," Mom said as she narrowly avoided hitting an oncoming semi. "But I am getting better at this driving thing, don't you think, Timmy?"
He shrunk back into his seat. "You're not my Mom. Who are you, and what have you done with my mom?"
"After all those months and still can't recognize me?"
"Wanda!" Juandissimo said. "Is it even possible? Could that really be you? In that ugly exterior body?"
"Hey, that's my mom you're talking about there, pal," Timmy snapped.
"A thousand apologies, Timmy Turner," Juandissimo said. "It was the shock of seeing of my beautiful Wanda in some other body."
Then it hit him what they were talking about. "Wanda? How can be you in Mom's body?" His face turned pale. "And where is Mom?"
"Apparently in my body, Sport." Wanda swerved to avoid hitting a jeep heading in their direction. She almost made it. Timmy winched as he heard the paint being scarped off.
"Is that really Mom's body you're in? Or is just a big practical joke? And I'm the butt of it? I mean, how can a wish that parents not hire Vicky not to baby-sit me anymore possibly make you switch bodies with my Mom, anyway?"
Juandissimo was now in his normal fairy form. "That's a muy buena question, Wanda."
"As your mother, Timmy," Wanda said quietly, "I could talk your father out of hiring Vicky."
"Dear God," Timmy whispered hoarsely. "What have I done?"
"So, Juandissimo. Why are with Timmy and not Cosmo and Timmy's mom who is in my body?"
"Upper management discovered that there was something wrong with 'you' so they brought Cosmo and and what they think is you for questioning."
"This could be bad."
"Why? What could go wrong?"
"Everything!"
"Could you be a bit more specific than that?"
"Well, he could burn Fairy World down to the ground."
"Oh what are the chances of that happening?"
"He's done it before," said both Wanda and Juandissimo.
"Oh."
"And the bad news," Wanda said, "is since I'm a human now there's no way I could get to Fairy World on my own."
"Oh great. Now what do we do?"
"We must get to Fairy World and find out the extant of Cosmo's damage to the place."
Timmy sighed. "Juandissimo. Would you please do the honors."
"It would my pleasure." He waved his wand.
And Wanda was back to being a fairy. With a wand and a crown. Only she was in the body of Timmy's mom. His eye twitched. He had never imagined his mom being a fairy before. "Wanda," he said, "I wish that we were in Fairy World."
As Wanda moved to grant that wish, the station wagon crossed the median toward an oncoming yellow delivery truck. Timmy was screaming at well above the top of his lungs. They just weren't going to make it in time.
- - -
Vicky's pencil snapped in her hand. "There's a disturbance in the Force." She didn't really believe in the Force, but it was the only way she could to think of to describe what she had just felt. A wave of some kind of energy passed through and left. Strangely enough, she knew what it meant. Off in distance, somewhere, a twerp had just gotten a new fairy godparent. Which was of course impossible, as there was no such as fairies.
Or were there?
In any event, she knew she had to go investigate whatever the source of that new power was. But first she had to get out of class. She raised her hand. "Is there a problem, Miss Spain?" Mrs. Forrest asked.
"Yeah, I have to go really, really bad," in a sugary sweet voice.
"Okay, Miss Spain. Go right on ahead. But tarry."
"Don't worry, Mrs. Forrest. I won't tarry." The first thing she was doing was hopping into her car and burn rubber. She left the class without one slip on her good-girl persona until she got out into the hall where she dropped that act like sack full of angry cats.
There was a twerp that was going to die for disturbing her universe. As soon as she found him, that was. Better get cracking then, she thought with maniacal glee.
She left her high school, laughing evilly the whole time.