Fairly Oddparents copyright Viacom
Chapter 18: Bittersweet Reunion
Written: 3 May 2005-11 May 2005
Posted: 11 May 2005
"I think I'll go get some firewood now," Johnny said. Then he left.
"But, Dad, I haven't plotting with Dinkleberg for any reason, lot alone to take Mom away from you," Timmy said.
"Ha! Why should believe you?"
"What gave you the idea that I was?"
"Vicky told me about your insidious plot against your own father."
Vicky! That lying… "Dad, did she provide any proof of these claims?"
"She doesn't need any proof. She's your babysitter."
Oh joy! Just was it about Timmy's parent made them so obtuse about raising a son. Such as him. "That's just a ploy to get your help in tracking me down. I did kinda run away under her watch, you know."
"But she was the one leading the way. And if she didn't want to get into trouble, then why would she tell me, huh, Smart Guy?"
"Ahh… I need to go."
"No, you need to stay here and answer my questions, mister."
Timmy nodded down toward his crotch. "No, I need to go."
"Oh. Okay. But make it quick."
"Okay, Dad."
Timmy got and headed to and behind a bush so he could get some privacy. His mother poofed in before him. "Mom, Dad doesn't believe me. What do I do?"
"Remember all those times that your fairies pretended to be human?"
Timmy nodded. "Of course. What do you have in mind, Mom?"
"Just make a wish that I could pose as your mother and I'll handle the rest from there."
"But you are my mother, Mom."
"Oh. Well, do you have to wish that I would pretend that I was human?"
Timmy shrugged. "Don't know. Why don't you look it in Da Rules?"
"Ah right." She appeared to consider. "Or I could just wave my wand to find out."
"Or you could do that," Timmy agreed.
Mrs. Turner waved her wand.
And Timmy was comforted by the sigh of his old mother. "Now it's time to have a long talk with Butch." She looked off into the forest. "I want you to look for Johnny."
"Sure thing, Mom."
OOO-
"Mama, do you know where Wanda went?" Cosmo asked suddenly while playing with his little video game thingy.
Mama Cosma sighed. When was her son going to get over that Wanda-fixation of his. You would think that after ten thousand years with that woman he would realize that she was no good for him. But, no, he had had to fall head over heels in love with her.
That skank!
So now she had to placate her son with soothing words. "Like I told you earlier, Dear. She left you."
"But Wanda would never do that, Mama."
She sighed. Must we go through this every time? "Cosmo, you don't know her as well I do." Not exactly the truth, but it was close enough.
"Why didn't you tell me, Mama?"
"I did tell you!" Cosmo's lip started to quake, so she softened her voice. "I'm sorry, Dear. Come to Mama so she make it all better."
He accepted his mother's waiting arms and cried into her bosom, but she could tell from his eyes that he didn't believe her. Not really. It broke a mother's heart when her son doesn't accept her word. She patted his back. "Don't you worry, Cosmo. Mommy will make everything all better."
"But what's this evidence you promised to show me?"
"It will be shown to you quite soon."
OOO-
An plume of smoke erupted on the far north slope above them. It dissipated pretty quickly so it didn't appear to be any sort of threat, but Operative Kingly of the Fairy Squad, had a feeling about it. A feeling that it was a grave threat to their well-being. He didn't how. Just that it did. He turned to his partner. "That eruption looks dangerous. We had better check it out."
His partner, whatever his name was, nodded. "Sure thing, boss."
As soon as Kingsley had reported in, they were off marching up the northern slope.
OOO-
A thousand meters to the two Fairy Squad agents, Lucas and his mother lay watching them from under their concealment. "They took the bait. Now it's time for the chase."
"Oh yes, son. We wouldn't want to disappoint them, would we?"
Lucas nodded his agreement, and they began to get ready for the chase. The job of a wild goose was never done.
OOO-
Kingsley landed next to the site of the eruption and frowned. This area wasn't a mine field or volcanically active. So what had caused that eruption? "So what do you make of this, Mac?"
"I don't know, sir. You are the expert here." He paused. "And my name is Mackenzie, not Mac."
Kingsley nodded like he cared. At least he got the fairy's name halfway correct. He crouched down to get a closer look. Now that he gotten an in-close look, he could tell that it was a blast from a wand. "I think we have found our fugitives."
OOO-
Vicky had put together the scariest looking black bear disguise that she could. And that was pretty scary indeed by her reckoning. And she had lots of experience scaring little kids. If this didn't that Johnny into soiling his pants, Vicky didn't know what would.
She began prowling her way through the forest. Toward her next victim.
A few minutes later, she found him.
So there's that little brat, Vicky thought when she had finally found him again. With the bear suit she was wearing, she bound to scare the socks off of him.
"It's good to be the babysitter," she said cheerfully to herself.
She pounced.
OOO-
Since he was out in the middle of the woods, Johnny had decided that was going to gather firewood like he said was. He sensed something move toward him, so he looked up only to find Vicky wrapped in a bear skin with arms raised up high. He giggled. "I didn't know there were bears around here."
Vicky stopped in the middle of a step. "How did you know that it was me."
"I've seen you before, you know."
"But I was trying to scare you out of your mind, you twit."
"Then you should have done it at night then."
Vicky slapped her forehead. "Of course! I should have known that. Am I getting soft?" She looked at Johnny askew.
He was staring at her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Vicky whined.
"I just wondering," Johnny replied. "Where did you get that green shirt?"
"Why?"
"It doesn't even cover your tummy."
"That's what it's supposed to do," Vicky snapped. "Don't you know anything about fashion."
Johnny shook his head.
Vicky sighed. "Of course you don't. You're just a boy."
At least I'm not a girl, he thought. But he didn't say that aloud. That wouldn't be polite. Or wise.
"Why did you run off like that?" Timmy appeared out of the bush.
"That man is crazy!" Johnny said.
Timmy shrugged. "That still hasn't stopped me from loving him."
"You're the reason I'm out here, twerp," Vicky growled. "Just what do you think you're doing out here?"
"Uh no! Vicky!"