CHAPTER SEVEN: PLANS

As A.J. started walking to the Turner house, he stopped. They had just gotten Timmy calmed down; telling him that Remy was listening to every word he said might make him nervous again. His friend needed to rest. At the same time, He had to do something about that hidden microphone. Remy, also, might disappear again if the bug was discovered.

"I could contact our police," thought A.J. He, then, shook his head. The Dimmsdale police department meant well, but they weren't always the sharpest tools in the box. After all, just three months ago Timmy had fooled them into thinking he was a lady by putting a painting of a Renaissance woman's face in front of his face. He had to do this on his own, and it had to be done in secret. Remy was insane, but not stupid. If Buxaplenty got even a whiff that someone was getting close to him, he'd disappear. Then A.J. got an idea. He approached the Turner's mailbox and entered a code in. One other benefit of making himself immune to Jorgen's memory wipe.

"Sorry, buddy", said A.J., "I hate to do this without telling you, but I need to keep you safe. And to do that no one, not even my two best friends, can know what I'm doing."

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Jorgen came into Abracatraz prison and walked up to Norm's cell. Norm glanced up at him, and then said,

"They haven't found Buxaplenty yet, have they?"

"They will," answered the buff fairy "every police officer in Dimmsdale is looking for him."

"Oh," said Norm, very sarcastically, "and they're such a COMPETENT police department, I'm sure they'll find him in about oh maybe three years; probably after they find Timmy Turner's body." Norm paused. "You need to let me out, I'm the only one who can save Turner's life. Only magic, RULE FREE magic, can stop Remy."

"You are not GETTING out Norm," said Jorgen firmly, "for one thing I'm not sure I believe you, and another you're just a filthy tricky genie. You all but admitted that even if you stopped Buxaplenty from killing Turner you still go back to your ways and schemes of jerking his godparents away from him." Jorgen shook his head in almost a self righteous motion. "I DO believe that. Look how you used Chester to hurt Timmy. Only a genie would stoop so low as to do that to two children."

Something about Jorgen's self righteous tone rubbed Norm the wrong way, and he was about to explode. However, he stopped himself and decided to use his best weapon that he had on his enemies; needling words. Norm looked at his right hand while he rubbed his index finger and thumb together. He, then, spoke,

"You know, Jorgen Von Airhead, you keep saying I'm a "filthy genie" and I"m such a monster for using the kid Chester to hurt Turner, but you haven't exactly treated Timmy very nicely yourself."

"What do you mean?", said Jorgen, annoyed.

"Oh, don't think that just because I'm imprisoned in a lamp, I don't know what goes on out here." He paused and smiled. "How many times have you tried to take Buck-Tooth's fairys away from him for the flimsiest of reasons."

Jorgen looked angry, and spoke,

"Any time I have threatened take Turner's godparents away from him it was because he violated "the rules."

"Is that the real reason, or do you just hide behind those to justify your sadistic pleasure at causing Timmy pain?"

"You don't KNOW what you're talking about," said Jorgen very, very angry.

Norm smiled. His words were having the desired effect.

"I think I do Jorgen. Why do you think that it was so easy for me to cause Wanda and Cosmo to quit as Turner's godparents during the Fairy Idol contest." He smiled. "I knew a legalistic sadist like yourself would not listen to Timmy and you would just jerk his godparents away without even asking what was wrong." He continued to smile. "And you say I'm mean to children." He paused, and then smiled even wider, "and let's talk about the only godchild you ever had, Winston..."

"SILENCE", said Jorgen,"you will not mention Winston's name." Jorgen stopped and looked at Norm. The Tougest Fairy in the Universe looked furious, and then said,

"I'm going to watch my soap you evil genie; I've heard quite enough from you." And he stormed out.

Norm just smiled. He had succeeded in getting under Jorgen's skin.

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A.J. entered the "Timmy Cave" very quietly and turned on the lights. It looked like it hadn't been used since the darkness incident. That was very understandable. It held some bad memories for Timmy and indeed for A.J. as welll. He flipped out his communications device.

"Hello, A.J. clone 1," said the young genius into the speak.

"Yes, A.J. Prime,"came a voice that sounded exactly like A.J's. The real A.J. smiled; it was nice to have clones to help.

"I need you to take my place for about 24 hours."

"Okay," said the clone, "this is something to do with Timmy, isn't it?"

"Very perceptive," said A.J.

"Hey," said A.J.-1, "I'm your clone; I share the same fondness for your friends that you do."

"Speaking of which," said the real A.J., "I need you to turn my computer on, and tie it into the "Timmy Cave" computer."

The clone said he would and within a few seconds both computers were linked. A.J. connected the scanner that had discovered the bug to the computer.

"Okay, Mr. Remy Buxaplenty," said A.J., "let's see where you're at."