A/N: I would appreciate reviews, thank you very much! OO
Surviving Vicky…For a Month!
Chapter Four-Timmy's Shirt and Spit
Dragging Timmy into the basement, Vicky grinned evilly.
'Where are your parents?' demanded Timmy.
'They ran away.'
'What?' cried Timmy. 'Why?'
'I got mad at them. Now work!' screamed Vicky. 'Scrub the floor!'
'With what? My shirt?' snorted Timmy.
'Yes.'
'I don't even have any water!' snapped Timmy as he looked at the dust-covered floor.
'You've got spit,' replied Vicky as she left the basement and locked the door.
Timmy sighed. 'Cosmo! Wanda!'
Timmy's two faeries appeared beside him.
'Yes sweetie?' said Wanda cheerfully.
'Look! You're blind! I need help!' growled Timmy.
Cosmo charged into Timmy, knocking his hat to the floor.
'What was that for?' demanded Timmy as he picked up his hat.
'I thought you said that I was blind,' replied Cosmo innocently.
'So what were you saying you needed?' asked Wanda, trying to lighten things up.
'I wish that this floor was clean!' announced Timmy.
Cosmo and Wanda lifted their wands into the air.
Plunk!
Wanda looked embarrassedly at her flimsy wand.
Timmy looked angrily at the dirty floor.
Cosmo closed his eyes and looked at nothing, seeing as he was blind.
'What is it now?' asked Timmy, exasperated.
Pop!
The book of Fairy Rules popped into Wanda's hand. She flipped through it.
Timmy impatiently tapped his foot on the ground.
'Here it is!' cried Wanda. 'It says that if your guardian,
which would be Vicky for this month, tells you to do something, we can't help you because it would be using the magic of Fairy's for an unworthy purpose.'
Timmy stared at Wanda. 'Just when did this rule come into effect?'
Wanda shrugged.
'Oh crap,' gasped Timmy as he stared at the moldy, dusty floor that seemed to go on forever.
A/N: There you go. Chapter 4 is complete! I thought I would never get it done! I'm tired now. Goodnight… UU