Disclaimer: I don't own the Fairly Oddparents or its characters. I only own Lexi and the other OCs.
Chapter 3
He was running. Late. The bell about to ring.
A flash of blond hair, and he hit the ground hard. She sat beside him, all dark clothes…except for the eyes. Bright blue eyes.
"I'm Timmy. Timmy Turner."
"My name's Lexi Sanders."
…
The purple glow from her hands lit up the room. The sunlight streamed in from the gaping holes in the wall. Fairy dust covered the floor.
The book was old and dusty and they crowded around it. Fairy family histories. A photo of a baby with bright blue eyes.
She had a fairy godparent.
And she was a fairy hybrid.
…
Black lava. A cage dangling precariously close. She was stuck inside.
The word tore from his raw throat, almost against his will. "Lexi!"
The cage lowered closer, closer. Their lips nearly touched.
And then they did.
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Timmy shot up straight in bed, wiping sweat from his forehead and nearly panting. The rapid succession of dreams he had just had swirled through his mind. But they hadn't seemed like normal dreams. He could remember them so clearly…as if they had really happened.
And they had all included the same girl…Lexi.
Lexi.
The name was familiar, and Timmy suddenly realized why. That was the girl his fairies had been drilling him about just the day before. He had had no idea who they were talking about.
And now he did.
Though it was only four o'clock in the morning, he pushed the covers back and called out, "Cosmo, Wanda! Poof!"
His fairies appeared in moments, yawning and rubbing their eyes. "What's the matter, sport?" Wanda asked in concern. "Are you okay?"
"I remember her," Timmy said breathlessly, the reality of what he had experienced hitting him like a train. "That girl you guys were talking about. Lexi. I remember her."
"Of course you remember her!" Cosmo exclaimed. "She's your best friend, duh!"
"I know that now. I remembered everything in my sleep."
Wanda smiled. "That's great, Timmy."
"But guys…" Timmy stood up and began pacing around his bedroom, all thoughts of sleep forgotten. "Why didn't I remember her yesterday? That doesn't make any sense. How would I forget everything about my best friend for just twenty-four hours?"
"Well, Timmy, you never were the pointiest knife in the drawer, if you know what I mean," Cosmo said knowingly.
Timmy furrowed his brow at that, then shook his head and continued, "And you know another thing? Lexi wasn't in school yesterday. I didn't realize because I didn't remember who she was, of course. But she wasn't."
Now even Cosmo was beginning to look worried. "That is odd, sport," Wanda agreed. "I wonder if Lexi not being in school the same day that you forget her whole existence are related."
"They have to be," Timmy said, his voice rising in vigor. "I bet it's the anti fairies or pixies again. I bet they've come up with a new plan to steal her magic and they created some way to make me forget about her so they could get away with it!"
"Maybe…" his godmother pondered. "But the anti fairies are usually pretty obvious when they're trying to take over the world. I think you'd know if they were after Lexi again." She paused, then smiled. "And you know, maybe we're wrong. Maybe Lexi was just sick yesterday."
"Yeah…" Timmy said reluctantly, but grinned as the idea sunk in. "Yeah, Wanda, I bet you're right! And I couldn't call her or anything yesterday because I didn't remember her. That doesn't explain why that happened to me, though."
"Why don't you wait and see if Lexi's in school today before you worry about it anymore?"
"Alright. Go back to sleep, you guys. I'll see you in a few hours." His fairies disappeared back into the fishbowl and Timmy climbed back into bed. He stared at his alarm clock until it went off three hours later.
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Lexi sat on the edge of her bed, her head in her hands. Her stomach was in knots. She remembered everything.
Her mother had announced that Lexi was going to move to New York, and had discovered Diamond the same day. Diamond had been taken away and Lexi had lost her memories. Somehow, Lexi had ended up in New York the following day. She remembered the plane ride – specifically the man with the head cold sitting next to her – and meeting her dad at the airport. She remembered getting settled in her old bedroom and falling asleep immediately, she was so exhausted.
What she didn't remember was why exactly she had left for the city so early – she hadn't been supposed to leave for another week or so. That part was still one big blur.
Now Lexi looked around her small bedroom, confused and unsettled. Godchildren who lost their fairies weren't supposed to get their memories back…so why did she?
She almost wished that she hadn't. Because at least the day before, though she had felt a little cloudy and unfocused, she hadn't had to go through the pain of realizing that the one person who had always been there for her, since she was eight years old, was completely gone.
Tears momentarily bleared her vision, but she was so shocked that they disappeared back behind her eyes. Lexi Sanders did not cry. She hadn't cried when her parents announced their divorce. She hadn't cried when she was locked in a cell or dangling above a pit of lava in Anti Fairy World, nearing possible death. She hadn't cried when she realized that she would have to move back to New York and leave her whole life in Dimmsdale behind.
The last time she had cried…was when she was six years old. When her brother died.
Grimacing, ashamed of herself, Lexi shook her head and walked over to her dresser, grabbing the snow globe that her aunt had given her for Christmas years ago. It was covered in a layer of dust, having been untouched for three years. She hadn't been able to bring it to Dimmsdale – it was too fragile to survive the plane ride.
She wiped the dust off on her purple t-shirt and shook the globe. Snow drifted down around the happy family circling the tiny Christmas tree – mother, father, son, and daughter.
Shoot. Here came those darn tears again.
Lexi was just about to give in and let her emotions loose when a voice spoke loudly from behind her. "Hi, Lexi!"
The girl whirled around to face the blue-haired fairy floating above her bed, beaming. "Dia – "
But Diamond kept talking. "I'm Diamond, and I'm…" A large, colorful sign proclaiming her next words appeared over her head. "Your fairy godmother!"
"Diamond!" Lexi nearly shouted, rushing to hug her godmother. She covered her mouth briefly, hoping her father hadn't heard. "You're back!"
"You know I can't stay away from you, kiddo," Diamond laughed, hugging her back. "You're still miserable enough to need me, after all."
Lexi stepped back, her blue eyes narrowing in confusion. "But my mom saw you two days ago. You got taken away. Why'd they let you come back?"
"I'm…not sure exactly," Diamond admitted. "All I know is that yesterday afternoon I got a letter from the Fairy Council, telling me that my discovery was a mistake, and that they were reassigning you as my godchild and giving you your memories back."
Lexi grinned. "I guess a bizarre, no-explanation earthquake is an exception from 'Da Rules.' But who cares? You're back!"
"And I'm guessing you got your memories back, sweetie, judging by your reaction to seeing me," Diamond joked.
"Heck yeah I did! At first I thought I just had a bunch of weird dreams, but they were so clear after I woke up. It didn't take me long to figure out that they were really memories."
Diamond gazed around the bedroom, at the loft bed hanging from the ceiling by two chains, the now too-small desk and dresser, and the collection of soccer balls, baseball bats, and other sports related items cluttering Lexi's old bedroom. "I remember this room. Your father sure hasn't changed anything."
Lexi smiled. Her dad had been so thrilled to see her, it almost made up for the six months in which he had basically ignored her existence. Almost. "Yeah, he said he didn't feel right changing anything about my room. He wants me to do it myself."
Her fairy godmother smiled. "Anything you want changed?" she asked, twirling her wand.
The girl thought for a few moments, turning in a full circle to survey her childhood bedroom. "Hmm. I guess getting rid of all the dust would be a good start."
"Well, you didn't say 'I wish,' kiddo, but done." She flicked her wand and the surfaces in the room suddenly shone, free of grime. Lexi sat down on her bed, grinning around, and Diamond floated over to her, smiling sadly. "I'm glad you're finally happy to be here, Lexi. I know you'll miss Timmy, but now that I'm back you'll be able to see him whenever you want."
Lexi blinked up at her, sure that she had misheard. "Huh?"
"I said I'm sure it'll be easy for you to see Timmy, now that you have me back."
And just when Lexi thought her confusion was going away… "Uh…yeah, sounds great, Diamond, except…who the heck is Timmy?"
Godmother stared at goddaughter in shock. "What – you're joking, Lexi, aren't you? Of course you remember Timmy!"
"Uh…sorry to break it to you, Diamond, but I have no idea who you're talking about."
"He was your best friend, kiddo. You went to Neptune with him just the other day. He has a silly pink hat…" But as Diamond rambled on and Lexi continued to stare at her in perplexity, Diamond began to realize that much more than just Lexi's location had changed over the past two days.
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Author's Note: So now it's Lexi's turn to think her godparent has lost her mind. And yay, another quick update from me! This story is really coming together for me so hopefully this will continue. Thanks to FairlyOddFreak, Anti-Emily, and Pinkpoodle8 for reviewing – I'm glad you guys are enjoying it! Please keep letting me know what you think – what will Timmy do when he realizes that Lexi isn't just at home sick with a cold? And will Lexi ever remember her old best friend? Let me know what you think!
