Here's Chapter 23, Tootierulez!

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Chapter 23: Timmy's Release

Written: 25 Sep-30 Sep 2005

Posted: 2 Oct 2005

"Just what the heck am I doing down this stupid tunnel?" The echoes from her own scream were Vicky's only reply. She frowned sourly. "This stinks."

She sat down on a rock and crossed her arms. "I'm not stepping another foot." But very soon she began to regret that decision. The claustrophobic darkness began to crush down on her little bubble of light from the glow stick she was carrying. And she began to hear sounds. Strange, mysterious noises. Vicky began to think that she wasn't alone.

"Hello, is there anyone there?" she called.

Only the echoes answered.

"Come on out," she growled. "I haven't time for games."

Still no answer.

"This is all that twerp's fault. If he hadn't run away from school, I'll wouldn't in this god-forsaken cave." She sighed. She wished she could go back, but there was something ahead that was pulling her forward. What it was, she had no idea. But whatever it surely involved the twerp.

She stood up. "I'll get you yet, Timmy Turner," she cried out. She ignored the echoes as knelt down to the stream to quench her thirst before returning to her quest.

It tasted pure and very sweet.

Her head snapped back as she spat it back out. How could water possibly taste both sickly sweet and pure at the same time? If it was pure then how could it be so gosh darn sweet? And, on the other hand, if it was so sweet, then it be so pure. The whole thing gave her a headache. Enough to take her mind off where she was.

One word came unbidden to her lips: "Magic."

-OOO-

Timmy woke up when the door opened. It wasn't too easy to fall asleep when chained to the wall. But he guessed that he had somehow found a way. He looked to see who had entered their little dungeon cell.

And Timmy groaned. "Haven't you caused us enough trouble?"

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you three," Mama Cosma said sadly.

Wanda rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. Like I haven't heard that stinker before."

Momma Cosma's face darkened. "I don't believe I have apologized in your presence before." Wanda blushed sheepishly. "And if it wasn't for Timmy here, I wouldn't have known that my little Cosmo-lulu had ever married you, you little harridan."

Wanda kept quietly, but she did look skeptical.

"You don't believe me." She almost looked hurt. "What can I do to prove my honesty?"

Fanny spoke up. "Letting us go would be a good start."

"Actually that's what I have came to here to do." Could it be true? She turned to Wanda. "Except for you, Wanda. You have to stay."

"Figures," Wanda said deadpan.

"If it was up to me, Wanda, we wouldn't be in the mess we're in now."

"Oh, really?"

Mama Cosma smiled matronly. "Yes. If it was up to me, you would be dead long ago."

"Oh."

"Why can't Wanda go? And where's Cosmo?" Timmy didn't care about the feud between Wanda and her mother-in-law. He just wanted his freedom and his godparents back.

"The others have plans for them." The obvious glee in her voice creeped Timmy out. "I'm just here to aid them in carrying them out." She turned to a fairy just outside the door. "Release them."

The fairy floated in. And Timmy couldn't believe his eyes.

It was The Oracle.

-OOO-

The two groups stood staring at each other. A.J. and Sally on one side. And Timmy's dad on the other. "Just what are you two doing here?"

"Looking for Timmy, sir," A.J. replied.

"Well, you can stop looking here, because he ain't here."

"What do you mean he isn't here, Mr. Turner? A very reliable source told me that he was."

Mr. Turner stepped forward. "Oh? What source would that be? Her girlfriend here?"

Sally looked sheepishly away.

"She's not my girlfriend, Mr. Turner," A.J. answered hastily.

"Wimp."

Mr. Turner's response did put off A.J. but he deigned not to show it. "Mr. Turner, where was the last time you seen Timmy?"

Mr. Turner motioned toward the tunnel behind him. "Somewhere in the forbidden depths beyond."

Did he really have to say forbidden? "It can't be as bad as all that, Mr. Turner."

"Oh, but it is," he replied calmly. He then cried out to the ceiling, "I'll never see my family again!"

A.J. rushed over and touched Mr. Turner's arm. "Don't worry, Mr. Turner. I'm sure that we'll find your son and wife."

"You'd better."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

Mr. Turner fell into a sitting position. "It's just I miss them sooo much."

A.J. walked up to him and held out his hand. "We sure could use your help, Mr. Turner."

"And I suppose I need help," Mr. Turner agreed.

They shook hands.

-OOO-

Johnny found himself back in his room like nothing had happened. He was sitting on the floor looking up at his big sister, who was wearing a "I hate boy bands" T-shirt and a green pleated short skirt, but thankfully had her legs crossed. She trembled when she saw him. "W-where did you c-come from?"

He shifted uneasily. "It's kind of hard to explain." He frowned up at her. "But what are you doing on my bed?"

Heather, pale from fright, just asked again, "Where did you come from?"

Johnny sighed. This was going to take awhile. He wished that Juandissimo was there with him. A fairy godparent would be handy about then. "Have you been taking your meds, sis?" he started tentatively.

"Of course I've taking my medicine," she yelled. Now she had uncrossed her legs and pulled them apart and Johnny got a glimpse of pink between her legs before her skirt fell in between them. Johnny felt a rush of forbidden pleasure when he caught of her panties. She had also lose her hesitance. "What do you take me for? An idiot?"

"I know better than to answer that, sis."

"Where did you come from?"

Uh, oh. Johnny struggled for an answer. "Uh… genies brought me here?"

Heather slipped into thought. She shrugged. "Works for me." She stood up. "But you should be aware that boons from genies come with strings," she admonished. He snorted. Everyone knows that there's no such thing as genies. She started for the door. "Come with me, little brother. There's something I want to show you." She left the room.

Johnny watched her go through the door. And after a moment's thought, got up and followed.

-OOO-

The Oracle led Timmy, his mother, and Wanda's family out through the trap door set in the sandy ground. "What happened, Oracle?" Timmy asked after he had stepped onto the sands. "Why are you working for the bad guys?"

"There's a story behind that, Timmy," she replied. "But now's not the time."

"Why not?"

"We have a get-away to make." The Oracle glanced at a watch on her wrist that hadn't been a second ago. "And quickly, if we want to make the hills by nightfall."

They started marching toward the hills half-way to the horizon. "Why? What's going at the hills?" Timmy asked, trying to catch up.

The Oracle had a crooked smile. "What do you think?"