Part 2

"How are we going to do that?" Sparky questioned. But before Poof could answer, Timmy came in.

"What are you guys up to?" He wanted to know. So, Poof explained it all. "Yeah, okay; I'm in! I know it's wrong, and I hate sharing my fairies with that Chloe girl. I'mZ more miserable then she is; she's not miserable at all! It's not fair. Well, her parents do travel a lot, and there was a shortage of fairies, but, it's still not fair!" Poof nodded in agreement.

"Exactly!"

"Now, let's see, what to do first? We can't exactly blame things on Chloe. My godparents won't believe us…well, Wanda won't anyways."

"Yeah, we need to be smart and clever." Timmy snapped his fingers.

"I got it! I can just wish Chloe is a bad girl. Uh, that's not against Da Rules, is it?" Poof poofed up Da Rules book, and flipped through.

"Well, let's see…"

"Well, what does it say?"

"I don't know. I can't read very well yet. Can you?"

"And I can't read at all!" Sparky piped up. "So, if you can't read Timmy, you're out of luck!"

"I can read."

"Then, read." Poof said.

"Fine; I will!" Timmy looked at the book, flipping though the pages. He then shut it.

"Well?" Timmy looked at his god brother.

"There's like a million rules in here."

"Wow!" Sparky said. "A million?! I didn't know books could be so bossy."

"How about I make the wish, and we'll see if your rattle makes a fart sound or not." Poof, once again, nodded.

"Okay. That sounds fair."

"Great! Then I wish Chloe was a bad girl…." Poof raised his rattle, and shook it. "Wait! I wasn't finished yet!" But, it was too late. It glowed, and poof! He sighed. "Poof, you didn't let me finish! Now, Chloe is going to be bad to everyone, including, you, me, and Sparky."

"Sorry."

"You need to let me finish. It's the Pokémon incident all over again." He sighed again. "It's all right. As long as we get my godparents away from Chloe. So, did it work? It didn't make a fart sound."

"Dang it!" Sparky cursed. "I wanted it to make a fart sound." Poof shrugged.

"I don't know. We just to have to wait to see at your school tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay."

So, the next day, Timmy and his fairies, including Poof went to Dimmsdale Elementary (Sparky wanted to come to, but he wasn't allowed). Chloe was already there, sitting at her desk.

"Timmy!" Chloe called to him. "Watch this!" Timmy was confused, so were his fairies, who were all disguised as pencils

"Watch what?" He wanted to know. He sat at his desk as the bell rang. Chloe put on a mischievous grin.

"You'll see."

"Okay, students," Mr. Crocker began as the kids' voices died down, and looked at him. "Now, onto your lesson. Take out your…" He sat on his chair on his desk, and sat on something painful. He bolted up. "OWCH!" Kids laughed as he pulled a tack from his butt, and narrowed his eyes. He marched over to Timmy's desk, and showed him the tack. "I know you did this, Turner. Confess!"

"Me? I didn't do it."

"Oh, suuuuuuuure!"

"I'm telling the truth. It was pretty funny though. But, I still didn't do it. Chloe…"

"Oh, playing the blame game now, are we? Well, leave Chloe out of this! She's innocent, and wouldn't hurt a fly." He looked at Chloe. "Right, Chloe?"

"Right, Mr. Crocker!" Chloe lied. Mr. Crocker turned to Timmy again.

"See? You might not have done it by yourself, Turner. But, you might had help from your…" He had his spasm. "FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" Timmy narrowed his eyes at his teacher.

"Why do you assume it's always me, and that I have 'fairly god parents to grant my every wish'?" He questioned. "I must admit though, that'll be cool. But, for the last time, no! I don't have fairy godparents! Also, I didn't do it."

"Alright, Turner." He leaned his face into his. "But, I'm watching you. You have been warned." And with that, Mr. Crocker went back to his desk to start teaching.

"How can you blame it on dear, sweet, Chloe?" Wanda asked Timmy as he and the other kids did their assignments.

"Because, she was the one who did it." Timmy answered.

"I don't believe you. Chloe wouldn't do that. Like Mr. Crocker said, she wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Uh, you wouldn't know. She could if she wanted, you know, turn bad. Turn to the dark side? People change, Wanda."

"That's true, Mom." Poof agreed. "I think it was Chloe too."

"Well, I don't think so." She looked at her husband. "Cosmo?"

"What?" Cosmo asked. "I don't know. We fairies can be bad once every thousand years. Maybe it's the same with humans, and it's Chloe's time."

"Listen!" Timmy stated. "Poof and I know it was Chloe."

"And how do you know that?" Wanda wanted to know.

"Uh, we just do."

"That's not an excusable answer."

"Well, she did say 'watch this.'"

"She could've meant something else, and we were too distracted with Mr. Crocker's screaming to see it." Timmy then mumbled something under his breath. "What did you say Timmy?"

"I said that Chloe is nothing but a goody-two shoes. So, you don't believe me."

"Exactly."

"Turner!" Mr. Crocker spoke. Timmy looked at him.

"Yes, Mr. Crocker?"

"I see you're too busy whispering to your fairies to do your work. Now, stop bickering, and do your work."

"Yes, Mr. Crocker." And so Timmy tried to do his work.

Chloe then got out of her desk, went to Mr. Crocker, and whispered to him about something. Mr. Crocker got mad.

"Oh, he did, did he?!" He demanded. Chloe nodded. And with that, Mr. Crocker got out of his desk, and marched on over to Timmy. Chloe giggled to herself.

Timmy looked up at his teacher.

"What?" He questioned.

"Chloe said that you said that I was a butthead." Timmy was shocked.

"What?! I never said that. Chloe's a liar."

"Is she, or are you a liar, Turner? I don't associate Chloe as a lair. You on the other hand, are more likely as a liar then she is."

"Wait, how?"

"With your…"

"I know, I know. With my 'fairy god parents'." Crocker pointed at him.

"Aha! I knew it. You have fairies."

"No, I don't."

"Aha! You just lied to me."

"No, I didn't." Just, then, something hit Crocker in the back of the head.

"Ouch!" He rubbed it, and noticed it was a spitball." "Okay, who did that? No one?" He turned to Timmy. "Turner?" This time, Timmy got mad.

"You've been talking to me all this time. Of course it wasn't me!"

"Hmmm, point taken. But, someone did do it nonetheless, and I intend to find out who."

"Mr. Crocker; look!" A student piped up. "The chalkboard!" Crocker looked at it, and gasped. The board was a drawing of him dressed as the devil. Underneath it was written 'Crocker, our devil teacher' in chalk. Crocker scowled as kids laughed. He faced Timmy again.

"That's not funny, Turner." He said sternly. "You're driving my patience."

"And I keep telling you," Timmy stated. "It wasn…" He sighed. "Oh, forget it." Mr. Crocker huffed, and went back to the board to continue the lesson, after erasing the board first.

"Psst, Timmy!" Wanda whispered to her godchild. "I believe you now."

"So, you think it's Chloe now?" He asked, hope in his voice. Wanda glared at him.

"Heavens, no! You have to stop blaming Chloe; that's not nice. She's a good girl; just like you're a good boy." Timmy smiled at that.

"Thanks, Wanda." Cosmo then saw Chloe throwing paper airplanes at Mr. Crocker.

"Um, why is Chloe throwing paper airplanes at Mr. Crocker? " He wanted to know. :He isn't a substitute." Wanda looked irritated.

"Cosmo!" She scolded. "Not you too! For the last time, Chloe is…"

"Throwing paper airplanes; look!" But, just then Mr. Crocker marched towards Timmy.

"Turner!" He snapped. "I had enough of your shenanigans. Detention!"

"But…" Mr. Crocker slapped down a detention slip on his desk.

"Detention!"

"But…" He sighed. "Oh, just forget it." Chloe then threw a pencil at Mr. Crocker's butt. The teacher screamed as he felt the sharp point. He narrowed his eyes at Timmy and pointed out of the classroom.

"Principal's office, now!" Timmy didn't protest this time. He stood up, and went out of the classroom.

"Timmy," Poof whispered to him. "I'm sorry about this. It's all my fault. I should have let you finish your wish."

"No sweat, Poof." Timmy whispered back. "As long as we get rid of Chloe, it'll all be worth it."

"What are you two whispering about?" Wanda demanded to know. She did not look happy. "Are you two hiding something?"

"No!" Both boys lied at once. Wanda looked unsure, but softened her glare.

"Okay!"

Timmy got released just in time for lunch. As soon as he got his food, he sat down next to Chester, AJ, Sanjay, and Elmer.

"FOOD FIGHT!" Chloe shouted, and began throwing food around, standing on her table. Pretty soon, every kid in the whole cafeteria, except Timmy, and AJ started throwing food.

"You know," AJ started. "This is a gigantic waste on food. The nice cafeteria ladies worked their hearts and souls out making our lunches, and what do we do to repay them? We throw their food around."

"Yeah, but it's fun!" Chester said.

"Why?" Chester shrugged, as he threw some green beans.

Sanjay had just finished his stacking his carrot sticks together in the shape of the Taj Mahal.

"I am finally done with my masterpiece!" He said to himself in his Indian accent. "It's a shame I'm going to have to eat it now." Suddenly, a glob of mashed potatoes slammed into his 'masterpiece', smashing it instantly. Sanjay gasped.

"Wasn't me!" Elmer defended himself. Sanjay then narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, it is on!" He shouted.

"Like Monkey Kong!" Chester added, as he and Sanjay threw food with Elmer and the other kids. AJ sighed.

"I don't approve of this at all." He said as he was being pummeled by food.

"Now, do you believe it was Chloe?" Timmy asked Wanda. But instead of waiting for her answer, he went under the table, and crawled towards Chloe, being careful of the food around him. He stood up when he was next to Chloe.

"Hey, Chloe," He began. "Why did you start a food fight?"

"Because I felt like it." Chloe answered. "Plus, it's so much fun! Doesn't it feel good to do bad? I should've been a rebel long ago."

"Chloe Carmichael!" Wanda put in. "I can't believe I'm saying this to a good girl like yourself, but this has to stop before someone gets hurt." Chloe looked at her.

"Why? You're not my mom." Wanda got mad.

"I'm your god mom. And I don't like this behavior of yours. This isn't you. Why the bad, naughty girl all of a sudden? You used to be a goody-two shoes. The Chloe I know would never do this. What happened to her? What happened to the Chloe Carmichael I love?"

"That Chloe is gone; this is the new Chloe! Being a goody-goody is no good. Now, being bad, that's where it's at! I love the new me!"

"But, we don't, and I think your parents and a lot of other people will agree. I expected this more with Timmy, not you."

"Hey!" Timmy snapped. But, Wanda ignored him.

"Did you do all of those things earlier that Timmy got blamed for? Did you throw spitballs, and paper airplanes at Mr. Crocker? Did you also make him sit on a tack, and wrote that nasty thing on the board?" Chloe laughed.

"Yeah! Those were funny, weren't they?" Wanda narrowed her eyes at her goddaughter.

"No, they weren't, and deep down, I think you know that." Chloe had enough of this.

"Shut up!" She snapped. She grabbed Wanda, and tried to break her in half. She couldn't, and got frustrated. "Err! Why can't I break you in half?"

"Because I'm not like normal pencils." Wanda explained. "I'm a magic pencil; therefore you can never break me in this form." Chloe growled in frustration.

"Fine; then I guess I'll have to do this! Sayonara!" And with that, she hurled Wanda to some nearby dumpsters. Wanda screamed until she fell in. This made Cosmo and Poof upset.

"No one does that to my wife!" Cosmo shouted.

"Oh, yeah?" Chloe challenged. "Well, you'll soon join her!" She grabbed Cosmo, and hurled him in Wanda's direction. Cosmo screamed as well. Chloe looked at the mad Poof in Timmy's backpack pouch. "You're next, baby!"

But before, she could grab the little purple pencil; Timmy madly slapped her hand away, defending his god brother.

"I don't think so, Chloe!" He told her. "Poof; you're right. This wish has gotten out of hand. I wish…" But before he made the wish, Principal Waxelplax screamed, silencing the whole cafeteria.

"WHO STARTED THIS FOOD FIGHT?!" She roared. Everybody stopped at what they were doing, and looked at her. Chester didn't listen, and threw a plastic bowl of peas at her. It hit, and peas dribbled out and down. The bowl was on her head. Chester stopped immediately, and whistled innocently.

"I'll say this one more time," The principal resumed. "who started this food fight?" Everyone pointed to Chloe. Chloe pointed to Timmy.

"Chloe?" The principal asked. "I can't believe you're all ganging up on her. She won't hurt a fly." Chloe stood tall, like she was an innocent angel. "Now, I want the truth this time. Who really started this fight?"

"It was Chloe." Timmy told her. "Hard to believe, but it's true. It's really her. I wasn't involved in this food fight whatsoever." He then sighed, "You don't believe me, do you? Why do I even try?" The principal marched up to him, and looked him in the eye.

"Detention!"

"I already have detention, remember?"

"Oh yeah, well, detention for tomorrow too, or better yet, detention for the whole week."

"But…but…"

"Don't make it two." Timmy sighed in defeat.

"Fine!" She turned to the other students.

"And detention for the students that were involved." She looked at Chloe again. "Honestly, why can't you all be good like Chloe?" She then went off.

"We're going out." Wands announced one afternoon. Timmy, who was playing a video game, was confused.

"Where are you going?" He wanted to know. Poof and Sparky were confused as well.

"Don't you remember? Cosmo and I are going to Feed My Starving Kids with Chloe and her parents."

"Oh yeah. I forgot you guys were doing that."

"I don't think you should go." Poof said. Wanda looked at her child.

"What do you mean, Poof?"

"Well, with Chloe's behavior and all. Doesn't that change what you guys think of her?"

"Her behavior this past week had changed drastically for an unknown reason. But we can handle her, dear."

"After all," Cosmo piped up. "We have to deal with Timmy every day."

"Hey!" Timmy said, offended.

"We're sorry, Poof, but, you and Timmy aren't registered. You should've spoken up sooner. It's too late."

"I didn't ask." Poof stated.

"What about me?" Sparky questioned.

"Sorry, Sparky." Wanda apologized. "But you still can't come. Dogs are still not allowed." Sparky was disappointed.

"Darn it!" He sighed. "Well, all right." He looked at them again, changing his mood. "Have fun!" Wanda smiled at the dog.

"Thanks; we will." She looked at Timmy. "Timmy; we'll be back at 8:00. We're going out to eat dinner with them. Take good care of Poof."

"I will." Timmy promised. They said their goodbyes, hugged, and Wanda and Cosmo poofed away.

"I feel bad for my parents." Poof said. "Chloe might hurt them."

"Yeah." Timmy agreed. "But don't forget you fairies are fast healers. Plus, in order to get rid of Chloe, there has to be a reason, so if hurting them physically or emotionally helps, then so be it. It may be cruel, but it might be necessary." Poof sighed.

"True, but I still feel bad." He then changed the subject. "So, you want to go to Feed My Starving Kids?" Timmy was confused.

"But, we can't go. We're not registered."

"And dogs aren't allowed." Sparky added.

"Not to volunteer. To spy on them on the outside. To see how it all goes down. And if we're lucky, we might get to see Jorgen separate your parents from her." He looked at Sparky. "And Sparky, you can come watch with us to." Sparky wagged his tail with joy.

"Oh boy!" He said with joy.

"But, don't you want to play video games?" Poof questioned.

"This will be better then video games."

"Yeah, we should go and watch this through!"

"Then it's settled then. We're going to Feed My Starving Kids."

"Yay!" Sparky cheered. And with a poof from Poof's rattle, they were gone.

They poofed outside of the Feed My Starving Kids building, and looked in the window.

"Whoa!" Timmy observed. "They're like a million people in there! I don't know where they are."

"A million?" Sparky questioned, confused. "I don't know how many people are in there, but its way less then a million." Timmy rolled his eyes.

"I was exaggerating, Sparky. There's too many for me too count."

"Oh, well why did you not say that? You didn't have to exaggerate." Timmy groaned. Poof looked all around, and his eyes landed on them.

"There!" He said, pointing. Sparky and Timmy looked at where Poof was pointing. Chloe, her parents, Cosmo, and Wanda as human children, were all getting their hairnets, and putting them on.

"I can't hear, anything!" Timmy complained. "I want to go inside."

"Okay, but we have to all be in disguises." Poof poofed them inside. They were all Feed My Starving Kids T-shirts on the racks, with many other stuff on various shelves. Chloe flung her hairnet at Cosmo. Cosmo rubbed the back of his head.

"Someone flung a hairnet at the back of my head." Cosmo said.

"We know." Mr. Carmichael said. "We saw it."

"Did you see who did it?" Both parents shook their heads. Cosmo frowned. Mrs. Carmichael stood by her daughter.

"But, we know it's not Chloe." Her mom stated. "She's too much of an angel to do such a bad thing, right, Chloe?"

"Right, Mom." Chloe lied. Wanda just scowled at her.

"Welcome to Feed My Starving Kids, folks!" A woman at the front greeted. Everyone quieted down, and looked at her. "Thank you for doing this. Kids from poor countries who are hungry will thank you, their parents will thank you everyone will thank you. Now, if you all sit down, I'll tell you our mission, and a brief video will play, telling you about what to do at the food stations." Everyone sat on the benches. Chloe raised her hand. The woman called on her.

"Can we get back there already?" She asked. "My parents and I volunteered here a million times before in the other FMSK buildings, and I went here with my girl troop."

"A million?" Sparky asked. "Really, what is the point of all this exaggerating stuff? I don't get it." Timmy just groaned.

"Just listen, Sparky." He told the dog.

"Sorry."

"But, we got to tell the people that never been here before." The woman replied. Chloe glared at the woman as she went on.

When the video was done, Chloe jumped out of her seat, and raced to the food packing room.

"Chloe!" Her mom stood up. She looked at the woman up front, and laughed. "She must be raring to go to change the world." She followed after her daughter.

"After her!" Timmy commanded. Poof poofed them off.

"Chloe!" She called in the sink room.

"Out here, Mom!" Chloe called to her. Her mom went to her, already at a station, ready to go. Timmy, Poof, and Sparky were disguised as extra spoons on the tables. "I'm ready to make a difference with my own two hands!"

"Chloe, did you wash your hands?" Chloe just looked at her.

"Why would I do that?" She questioned.

"You know why. Your hands need washing with all of those germs on you." She noticed her daughter wasn't wearing any gloves. "And you need gloves too when you're handling food. You don't want the kids to get sick over there."

"Oh, the kids will be fine. They won't get sick."

"You don't know that. Now, come on, wash up. You don't need to put your gloves on unless asked. I'll do the same." Chloe groaned as her mom went off.

"Chloe," Her mom said when she came back. "Did you do what I asked? I didn't see you in the sink room."

"I did, Mom." Chloe lied again. "You must not of seen me, but I did." Her mom smiled.

"You were very fast, dear." Chloe smiled back.

"Indeed I was, Mom."

The whole time that they were there, Chloe was causing mischief. She disobeyed when they told her to put on gloves when handling the food, she threw rice at everyone, she coughed in her food, slowing everyone down, spilled the food on purpose, and flung her hairnet at Cosmo again.

At the end of the day, Chloe's parents apologized for Chloe's actions to the Cosmo and Wanda, when Chloe refused to. They then drove them to Timmy's house (Wanda said that they were sleeping over, and that she and Cosmo already had their sleeping bags.

"Chloe, we need to talk about your behavior." Wanda told her the next day when she, Timmy, Poof, and Cosmo were at their house.

"What?" Chloe asked. "You aren't my real parents. You can't ground me. My parents already did that."

"Your behavior is unacceptable."

"Well, too bad!"

"You need to change, and you need to change fast. Otherwise, when you're an adult, and if you continue to do these things, you'll go to jail."

"Ugh! Are you still talking? Your husband is right, you are naggy." Wanda just glared at her husband, who only whistled innocently. She looked back at Chloe.

"We're only helping you dear, because we're your fairy godparents." Chloe scoffed.

"I didn't ask for fairies for my godparents. In fact I don't need you two. I can live my life however I want, and you can't tell me what or what I can't do. Neither does my teacher or my parents." Wanda got angry with her.

"We only do that because we're older then you. So, we know what's best for you." Chloe got mad too.

"Well, you don't! No one does, only me, myself, and I! I wish I didn't have fairy godparents!" Cosmo and Wanda gasped.

"Fine! Just say 'I'm happy, and I don't need my fairies anymore', and we're be out of your hair."

"Fine! Maybe I will. I'm happy and I don't need my fairy godparents anymore."

"Okay," Timmy told Poof. "I wish things were back to normal." Poof granted his wish, and Chloe was back to normal. Chloe blinked.

"What just happened?" She wanted to know.

Just then there was an explosion, and Jorden Von Strangle appeared.

"Wish granted!" He said. "I would've arrived here sooner, but I wanted to finish my slushie." Chloe was confused.

"What wish? Why are you here?" Jorgen ignored her.

"Chloe Carmichael, you don't have fairy godparents, and must now forget of ever having them." He raised his wand, and aimed it at her. It glowed.

"Wait! Forget? Why must I forget? I didn't do anything wrong. I don't understand."

"You know what you did."

"No, seriously I don't." Jorgen narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not playing this game with you! You will forget you fairies in 3..., 2…"

"Wait! No! I won't forget they're my friends!"

"Friends don't treat their friends like trash." Wanda told her. Chloe looked at her.

"Trash? I would never; I love you guys."

"Okay," Jorgen said. "I'm really going to zap your memories now. In 3…2…"

"No!" Chloe shouted, teary eyed.

"3!" Jorgen tried to zap her, but Chloe dodged it. She dodged his many attempts after that. She then ran out of her room, crying. Poof, Timmy, and Sparky hi-fived.