CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
RETURN OF A LEADER
Timmy was still flat out in the floor; A.J. knelt down and gently shook his shoulder.
"Come on, buddy," said A.J., "get up, I know it's a shock."
Timmy still didn't move. He was pretty out cold. The Cosmo spoke,
"I'll get him up A.J."
"Cosmo, no," said Wanda, "don't...," but it was too late because Cosmo had turned into a fire hose and sprayed water in A.J.'s and Timmy's direction.
Trixie Tang crossed the street and went right up to the girl she had seen earlier with Timmy. She blocked her.
"Okay, sister," said the Asian-American, "it's time for us to talk."
The force of the water knocked over A.J., and drenched both A.J. and Timmy. Timmy, of course, immediately woke up. The two boys sat up and glared at Cosmo. The green haired fairy smiled and stated,
"You're welcome"
Before either boy could respond they heard something; A.J.'s Mom.
"A.J.," she said, "What on Earth is all that noise coming from your room."
"Uh-oh," said A.J., "You're going to have hide."
"Where?," said Timmy.
"My closet," said A.J., "it has enough room."
They heard Mrs. Johnson come up too the door and knock. A.J.'s Mom said,
"Son, I 'm both respecting your privacy by knocking and asserting my parental authority by coming in anyway."
Upon which the battering ram hit the door which opened it. She looked at what she saw in shock
"Admit I was wrong?", said Jorgen, "but I wasn't trying to hurt Timmy Turner, I was just trying to teach him a lesson."
"I know, Jorgen," said the Tooth Fairy, "but sometimes you go entirely too far." She paused, then continued, "Besides, you don't tell a child something like that. It could cause them to do something to themselves."
Jorgen's eyes widened and said,
"Tooth Fairy, you don't actually think that Timmy would hurt himself."
"I don't know, honey," she said, "that's why have to talk to Timmy and tell him the truth."
Jorgen nodded. Of course, his wife was right. Causing harm to a godchild, even if unintentional, would be a tragedy. And Jorgen had already dealt with a tragedy concerning his last and only godchild, Winston.
"Molly" stopped and she spoke in a very odd monotone voice,
"Move aside, Trixie Tang."
"How do you know my name?", said Trixie, "did Timmy tell you who I was?"
"Yes," said the disguised Pixie, "Timmy Turner was very informative about the nature of your relationship and the emotional consequences of it."
Trixie frowned and said,
"You talk really funny; I can't imagine Timmy dating someone like you."
The Pixie almost swore, monotonely of course, under his breath. He had let his guard down and talked in the Pixie's lexicon. He was going to have to fix this.
"A.J.," said Mrs. Johnson to her son who was now alone in the room, "you're soaking wet, honey, what happened?"
"Uh," said the 11 year old African American boy, "I was taking a shower."
"In your CLOTHES?," said his mother incredulously.
"Uh, this is actually kind of embarrassing to admit, Mom, but," said A.J., looking for an excuse that was plausible,. uh"
"But what?," said his mother.
"I thought I heard a noise in the shower, so I tried to investigate it,and I accidently turned the shower on."
His mother looked a little skeptical which made A.J. a little nervous. However, Mrs. Johnson finally shook her head and said,
"Well, your father has done strange things too, so I guess you're your father's son." She paused and the spoke again, "Did you find out what was causing the noise?"
"I think it was just my imagination, Mom."
"That's good, honey, but next time you think there's a problem with the plumbing let us call a plumber. I mean both you and your father are brilliant in terms of science, but not so much in things like plumbing."
"I will, Mom," said A.J.
"Well," said A.J.'s Mom, "you better get to bed; it's pretty late. Just put your wet clothes in the clothes hamper in the bathroom."
"Yes, ma'am", said A.J.
Mrs. Johnson left the room and Timmy and his godfamily emerged from the closet. Timmy, like A.J., was still soaking wet and both of the young boys resumed their glare at Cosmo.
"What?," said Timmy's Fairy Godfather.
"Wanda, I wish A.J. and I were dried off."
There was a poof and the wringing dampness in their clothes vanished. A.J. was still amazed at this world of magic. It shouldn't logically exist, but it obviously did. He really wanted to study more about this realm of magic.
"You know, A.J.," said Timmy, "it might be better if we worked on this in my underground cave."
A.J. nodded and then said,
"You're right, I'll get one of my clones to take my place and I guess you can "poof" up your own clone."
"Yeah," said Timmy, "so let's get started."
The Pixie cleared his throat and resumed his "Molly" voice. It wouldn't do to have this human girl interefere with their plans. Hopefully, he could make her go away. "Molly" then spoke,
"I've just had a cold. You know this time of year."
"It's May."
"Summer colds are the worst," said the Pixie.
Trixie shook her head and stated,
"Well, I didn't stop you to talk about your health; I wanted to talk to you about Timmy."
"I'm really busy, perhaps you can make an appointment."
Trixie looked really ticked at this condescending tone toward her, and she really got annoyed when this girl attempted to go around her. Trixie grabbed this girl by the shoulder, a little stronger than normal. A cell phone dropped out and fell on the sidewalk. A "pinging" noise came from and suddenly the girl that Trixie confronted was no longer a girl but a man with sunglasses and a pointed hat.
"What the...?" said Trixie.
But Trixie didn't get to finish the sentence but because the Pixie immediately picked the cell phone up and pressed a button. Immediatedly, she and this strange creature were transported into what looked like an office.
Timmy, Cosmo, Wanda, Poof, and A.J. all "poofed" into the Timmy Cave.
"Okay," said A.J., "what do we do know?"
"Well," said Timmy, "we need to contact Jorgen."
A.J. frowned up and said with a bit of annoyance,
"Why? Why would you want to call that airhead?"
Timmy frowned himself. He was getting really concerned about this anger and almost hatred that A.J. seemed to have for Jorgen. They'd have to talk later about this.
"Because," said Timmy, "he IS the commander of Fairy World,and he needs to know what's going on especially if the Pixies are planning to take over Fairy World."
"We could do it by ourselves," said A.J., "I mean look what happened the last time, Timmy he almost got you killed."
"A.J., Jorgen can be a jerk, but believe it or not he IS on our side, and I'm not going to hold a mistake against him. I mean he wasn't trying to deliberately hurt me."
"I'm not so sure of that," said A.J.
Okay, that did it. Timmy was going to have to talk to A.J.. This animosity that A.J. felt for The Toughest fairy in the Universe had to be dealt with. No good would come from it.
"Cosmo, Wanda," said Timmy, "could you take Poof to his playroom in here. I need to talk to A.J. alone."
"Okay," said Wanda wrapping Poof in her arms and heading towards the playroom. Cosmo was still floating there.
"I said I needed to talk to A.J. alone, Cosmo."
"We are alone," said his godfather.
Timmy looked really annoyed and said,
"Cosmo, I wish you'd go to the playroom with Wanda and Poof."
The Fairy did as bidden.
Timmy turned to A.J. and said,
"Okay, buddy what's going on?"
Trixie looked around in disbelief. Was THIS a fairy. He sure didn't look like any fairy she had met during the darkness incident. She decided that she didn't have anything to lose so she asked him,
"So are you some type of demented fairy?"
The Pixie almost laughed, although he didn't. This magical being said,
"Hardly, human girl. In fact, fairies are actually are our enemies."
"The what are you and why have you brought me here?", demanded the Asian-American girl.
"I'm what they call a "Pixie"; we're magical, like fairies, except we treat magic like a business." He paused. "This should be familiar to you though; I mean think of us as a supernatural version of your grandfather."
Trixie felt a chill go down her spine. A though hit her and she asked,
"Does my grandfather put you up to this?"
"Very perceptive, Trixie," said the Pixie, "which is why I brought you here; I can't have you interfering with our plans so you can join our guests."
"What do you mean, Timmy?", said A.J.
"I mean this anger you feel at Jorgen. What's causing it?"
"Well,it may be have something to do with the fact he treats you, my best friend, someone I hold in high regard, like a piece of trash." He shook his head. "I mean, it's pretty clear there're bullies in Fairy World as well as on Earth."
Timmy looked down and then said,
"Look, buddy, I am grateful for what you've done for me; you've been a true friend."
"I'd do anything to help you buddy."
"I realize that A.J. so help me by hearing me out." Timmy looked at A.J. who said nothing. He continued,
"You said you hold me in high regard and that you look up to my leadership."
"Of course," said A.J.
"Then do what I try to do in regards to Jorgen. Try not to concentrate on his faults, try to concentrate on his good points. I mean, what if I let anger control what I did to the Darkness and wound up destroying it instead of turning it into the Kindness."
"It wouldn't have been good," said A.J.
"Because you were all trapped inside; I might have lost all of you forever." He paused, then continued, "Jorgen is a jerk, and he is a bully at times, yes, but I don't think he deliberately means harm to people; You might could argue that he's trying to help you be a better fighter or person like a drill sergant. Besides, you and I will probably be working with Jorgen closer than ever now."
"Why,?" said A.J. a little surprised.
"Because," said the pink hatted boy, "I've thinking about what you've said last month. I may not like it, but it seems I'm the one who's always pulled into major events involving Fairy World; the incident with the Darkness just beig the latest example. And like you said, I could have used your help." He pause again, and then continued, "I'm going to talk to Jorgen and ask him to allow you to continue to help me whenever an emergency happens. Technically, it's against the rules for someone without Godparents to know about fairies, but I'm hoping your scientific knowledge and the fact I am the Chosen One will persuade him."
A.J. lit up like a kid in a candy store and said,
"I'll get to use my knowledge to help you?"
"Yes," said Timmy, "but let ME talk to Jorgen. I've persuaded Jorgen about things before, and I can do it again." He then paused and said, "But if I do do this, you're going to have to be willing to work with Jorgen Von Strangle" He paused. "Besides, you might be surprised; he might actually be pleased about this."
"I'm not so sure about that Timmy," said A.J.,"but because I respect you; I will try."
"Good," said Timmy, "now let's get to work."
A.J. looked at Timmy with admiration; the argument he made was actually very logical. He smiled; apparently Timmy had worked through most of his difficult issues that had dogged him for almost four months. Timothy Tiberius Turner, the leader was back.
A Long chapter, I know, but I have a feeling that this entire story is going to be much longer than I planned. Hope this wasn't too long.