Author's Note: HELLO, ALL! I'm back and better than ever! It's taken me more than three years to get this chapter written and I'll be damned if I let another day go by where it's not posted. To all my loyal fans, you deserve the very best from what this story has to offer and it's my job as a writer to get these chapters out to you in a timely fashion. For all your patience and dedication to the continuation of this story, I present to you Chapter 10 of the JTPH 4! It's taken me thirty-four pages (yes, you read that correctly) in Microsoft Word to write out everything I wanted to say about this chapter. The continuation was way too long to contain within one named chapter, so it's been broken up into two parts! I hope you guys enjoy the effort I put into this! And don't forget to review!

"I can't believe you, Dear!"

"Aww, but Honey, I told them it was an accident!"

"That's what you told them the last time you broke the Sacred Silver Sharpener and it caused us to be hung from our ankles in a Canadian Prison! Again!"

At this, Mr. Turner broke down and fell to his knees in the parking lot, sobbing.

"Gah, you're so right! Why can't I ever be more careful with such important objects?!"

Mrs. Turner looked down at her husband with pity and patted his shoulder.

"Actually, it wasn't so bad this time. I even managed to get some exercise done while we were hanging in there. I would have gotten to my 500th sit-up/pull-up if the guards hadn't come in and released us."

"Hey, you're right!" shouted Mr. Turner as he jumped to his feet, all traces of sadness vanishing from his face. "And I would have gotten to my 100th if I only had half of the stamina you did! Just look at this taut tummy!" He then lifted up his shirt and patted his belly. "I can't wait to show Timmy!"

Mrs. Turner rolled her eyes.

"Maybe we should do him the courtesy of not showing off our incredibly sculpted stomach muscles."

"Awwww…"

"Well, anyway, we might as well head back home to Dimmsdale and Timmy. We still have a lot of hours left before we're scheduled to be back."

"Heyyyyy! Why don't we head back to Dimmsdale, but not check on Timmy, and spend the rest of the day at the Cake and Bacon?! Besides, Timmy will be perfectly fine with Vicky. It's not like she ended up merging the city with another one from a totally different dimension and/or universe, right?"

Mrs. Turner giggled and playfully waved away the notion with her hand.

"Oh, of course not, Dear! That would be ridiculous."

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Both of them eagerly hopped into the car and began the long drive back to Dimmsdale, completely unaware of its current state. Meanwhile, in Retroville, Hugh Neutron had finally woken up from his fainting spell and sat up on the kitchen floor rubbing his head.

"Wow, that sure was some dream I had. Trying to handle one wife is crazy enough, but trying to handle two of them would be downright crazy…"

"I heard that."

Judy Neutron had just woken up and was rubbing her head while glaring at her husband.

"Oh, Sugar Booger, you know I was just teasing about that. I love having you around and helping me deal with my numerous quirks! I don't think I would be able to do it on my own…"

Mrs. Neutron smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh, don't worry about it so much. Right now, we have an imposter running around and I won't rest until I'm absolutely certain that she's some creation of Jimmy's whereby he will get rid of her immediately! I will not have a repeat of that Maternotron incident in my house!"

"I'm not entirely sure the imposter was a robot of you, Sugar Booger. It looked awfully lifelike…"

"Regardless, I still don't want it on the loose. Then again… If there were two of me, I would be able to get a lot more done around here and still have plenty of time for relaxation… No, no… We've got to find her and put an end to this."

"Alright, but where do you suppose she would have gone?"

"Hmmm, I'd say she went into town. Call it a gut instinct."

Hugh nodded and helped his wife to her feet, but instantly let go in shock. Judy landed on the floor with a thud and crossed her arms.

"Now, why did you do that?"

"Uh, honey, when did we get brightly-colored wallpaper…?"

"What are you talking about…?"

Judy gasped and slowly climbed to her feet as Hugh pointed to the walls in their kitchen. They were all bright, pastel-colored and looking around the room, they saw that everything was colored like the walls. It reminded them of the 2.5D universe they were in not too long ago, only they now had remained unchanged from their 3D forms.

"What on Earth…? What happened to my lovely wallpaper? Do you think that imposter of me did this?"

Hugh didn't know what to think about the brightly-colored wallpaper. In fact, he had since wandered from the kitchen in search of his duck collection to see if they had changed too. Sure enough, all of his wooden ducks had much brighter colors than their more toned-down usual look. He didn't know whether or not to be happy that they looked so…colorful, or be upset that they looked less…lifelike.

"Hugh? Hugh, where are you?"

"In the living room, Honey, examining my duck collection. Don't worry though; they're fine, albeit more colorful than usual, but oh well. No damage done as far as I can tell."

Judy walked into the living room and put her hands on her hips, rolling her eyes at her husband.

"I really don't think now's the time to be focusing on your duck collection, as colorful as they look. We need to find my imposter and Jimmy. My maternal instincts are telling me that he's in some serious danger right now."

Hugh sighed and petted his ducks one final time.

"Oh, alright. But, you know, Jimmy has gotten himself into some pretty serious situations before and always manages to set things right again. Don't tell me you're starting to lose faith in our little Jimbo."

"Well, no, but even Jimmy can sometimes get in over his head and needs help. Besides, I'm not too fond of the way our house looks now and would like it changed back as soon as possible."

"Ah, it's not that bad, Sugar Booger. It actually reminds me of that world we were in recently. You remember; that world where we were almost flat, but not quite flat. And we met those other people; I think they were the parents of a friend of Jimmy's or something."

Judy put a hand to her chin in thought.

"Hmm, yes, I do remember that place. Of those 'other people', the husband asked if I knew that I had a mole on the back of my leg… Really, now. However, I do believe you are right, Dear. Wasn't their son named Timmy?"

"Jimmy… Timmy… You know, I'm starting to see a pattern here…"

Judy rolled her eyes again at her husband.

"Similar-sounding names aside, I do want to find our son and figure out just what is going on around here as quickly as possible."

"Alright, Sugar Booger, but do you think we could get some pie while we search for Jimmy? It's been a while since I last tasted one of your delicious fruit-filled pastries."

"As soon as we find Jimmy, I'll bake enough pies to rival that of your collection the day that Jimmy's nanobots went haywire and tried to delete the entire city."

Hugh immediately licked his lips in anticipation while he rubbed his hands together.

"An even more endless supply of pie! I'll be set for the next three months!"

Judy just smiled and shook her head at his childishness. Meanwhile, as the Turners were rapidly approaching Dimmsdale, they began to take notice of their strange transitioning from 2D to 3D forms while everything else remained in 2D.

"Uh, honey…" began Mr. Turner. "Do you notice anything strange going on right now?"

"…You mean the fact that we both look like some hideously-disfigured creatures from a horror movie?"

"Oh, good! I was afraid that it was just me! You know, I actually think I look more handsome now with this new body!"

Mr. Turner grinned at himself in the car's rearview mirror and waggled his eyebrows. Mrs. Turner rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Well, as positively handsome as you may look, I'm not entirely sure that I like the look for myself. I look too…bulgy."

"That's only because you haven't fully appreciated how beautiful you look right now!"

Mr. Turner suddenly paled and shrank back from his wife's sharp gaze.

"Uhhh, what I meant to say was…"

"Oh, so you don't think that I looked beautiful before this transformation; is that what you're saying?"

"No! I mean yes! GAH, I mean no!"

"So, now you're saying that I don't look beautiful at all?"

Mrs. Turner continued to glare at her husband while Mr. Turner started to sweat profusely. After a few seconds, he managed to blurt out the first thing that came to mind.

"I love you, Honey. And you always look beautiful to me, no matter what kind of transformation you undertake."

Mrs. Turner wasn't quite expecting that answer and raised an eyebrow, but still smiled and hugged her husband.

"Thank you, Dear. Just remember that if you ever claim that I'm not beautiful, I'll spill every single one of your little secrets in front of Mr. Dinkleberg."

"GASP! You wouldn't!"

"Try me."

Mrs. Turner just smirked at her husband who kept sweating and gulped nervously as they rapidly made their way back towards Dimmsdale and the Cake and Bacon. The landscape then abruptly changed back to 3D just as they switched back to their 2D forms again. Meanwhile, in Dimmsdale, Timmy and Company were trying to come up with a plan to stop Vicky and Crocker. The face-off against Calamitous would have to be put on hold until those two could be relieved of their wand-staffs and their magical power transferred to Cosmo and Wanda.

"Awww, gas planet, I sure wish Goddard was here to provide some options to help us stop our greatest enemies," said Jimmy.

Cosmo and Wanda started to raise their wands at the words 'I sure wish', but stopped and glanced at each other sadly. It would be a heck of a lot easier to have a new member of the party who could really provide some help, but even if their magic wasn't completely drained, they were still only obligated to grant wishes to Timmy. Unless, of course, he loaned them to Jimmy for something.

"Alright, we've both been trying to put our heads together for the past half-hour to think of a plan that doesn't end in some kind of failure, and we've got nothing to show for it," said Timmy.

"Uh, maybe you two would be getting better results if you actually put your heads together," Sheen pointed out. "Like this…"

He then head-butted Carl who stumbled backwards into Cindy.

"OWWW! SHEEN!"

"HEY, WATCH IT, ULTRA-GEEK!"

"Uh, whoops… Sorry…"

"Bwahahaha! You're shenanigans would fit in perfectly on Yugopotamia!" laughed Mark. "You should totally come visit us sometime!"

He then briefly changed back to his alien form before picking up Sheen with a tentacle and slamming him onto the sidewalk.

"Will you guys keep it down?!" admonished Jimmy. "We don't want to attract attention to ourselves!"

"Sorry, dude…" replied Mark as he changed back to his human form. "Just trying to lighten things up a bit, ya know?"

Sheen then stood up and groggily shook his head a few times.

"Yeah, sorry…"

"Apologies accepted, guys," said Timmy, nodding. "Anyway, while Sheen was goofing off, it gave me an idea. Now, the distraction with Cosmo and Sheen back at Fairy World worked great to our advantage, but we don't know for sure if something like it will work twice on the same people. However, what we haven't tried yet is something involving just me. And since it's only Vicky in this area after Calamitous walked off with Jorgen, I'll be the perfect target."

Everyone gasped, especially Cindy and his fairies.

"Timmy, are you crazy?!" whisper-shouted Cindy. "You can't confront Vicky alone when she has all that power at her disposal!"

"Yeah, Timmy," agreed Cosmo. "That would rank right up there with the other 7,853 craziest things you've ever done! Oooh, that reminds me!"

He then reached up to his head and opened it before taking out a pen and a long sheet of paper.

"Number 7,854 - 'Timmy is crazy enough to confront Vicky alone when she has powerful fairy magic at her disposal'."

He smiled as he finished writing the new entry and rolled up the list before stuffing it and the pen back into his open cranium. Wanda rolled her eyes at him before slamming his head shut with an audible –CLANG-

"Teehee! That tickles!"

Timmy then held up his hands and tried to calm his friends.

"Guys, I know it's risky, but I know how to handle this. Trust me."

Everyone exchanged uneasy glances. They knew it was risky, but what choice did they have?

"Okay, gather around, everyone. While I'm distracting Vicky, here's what you're gonna do…"

Timmy whispered his plan to his friends and fairies who eagerly listened. Meanwhile, Tootie and Libby made a break for the rift when they were sure Calamitous wasn't looking their way.

"Oooh, these darn bags…" muttered Tootie as she sprinted with her shopping bags alongside Libby.

"If we knew we were gonna be running for our lives, we would have left them with my salon friends," panted Libby. "Too late for that now…"

After crossing the rift and transitioning from 3D to 2D, they dove for cover behind a parked car. After timidly peeking over the hood, they were relieved that they weren't noticed and/or followed.

"Whew, that was close…" muttered Libby, wiping her brow. "The more distance we put between us and that crazy scientist, the better. I just hope Retroville and its citizens will be okay until we can get some help."

Tootie nodded and stood up to dust off her sundress when she let out a loud gasp.

"What? What is it?"

"Not what, but who! It's my sister!"

Libby followed Tootie's gaze and saw Vicky in all of her menacing glory. The redhead was relaxing in the center of the city on a huge golden throne being pampered by the hypnotized townsfolk. One large group was bringing her never-ending supplies of her favorite foods and drinks, while others massaged her feet, fanned her with palm fronds, and the like. Another large group of them were chiseling away at towering slabs of marble on either side of the throne that slowly revealed her sinister image. Vicky let out her trademark cackle and leaned back in her chair with her hands behind her head. Her wand-staff stood proudly within her grasp on its own special stand.

"What has she done…?" moaned Tootie as she covered her mouth in horror.

Libby tsked beside her and adjusted the brim of her hat.

"Looks to me like she went and set up shop enslaving Dimmsdale's citizens to do her bidding. That definitely can't be good."

"This wouldn't be the first time she's forced people to do what she wants," Tootie replied sadly, before balling her fists in anger. "But it will be the last time."

"How does one person possibly go about getting an entire city to do what they want?"

"Through fear and oppression, mostly. You don't know Vicky like I do…and like Timmy does. You wouldn't believe the stuff that we go through when she's around. It's like a living nightmare…"

Libby widened her eyes at her before glancing at Vicky on her throne.

"Geez, Girl. I had no idea. And she's your sister? You sure have a lot of mental fortitude to put up with someone like that. We've got to stop her somehow."

She pounded her fist into her open palm with determination. Tootie eagerly nodded in agreement before noticing something odd next to Vicky.

"Hey, Libby, what do you think that is?"

Libby glanced in the direction Tootie was pointing and arched an eyebrow. Tootie had seen the wand-staff and Libby thought it looked very familiar.

"Hmm, I know I've seen something like it before. This big muscular guy named Jorgen had one when Calamitous took over his body about a month ago when we were all here. If I remember correctly, it was a source of immense magical power."

Tootie gasped and blinked at her.

"Magical power? Are you serious?"

"Pretty sure I am."

Tootie couldn't believe it. Magic? Real magic? She had always believed it existed, but she was never completely sure. Even when Vicky kept dashing her hopes of it being real, she never gave up hope. Could that be the reason why Dimmsdale's citizens were mindlessly serving her? Libby soon confirmed her suspicions.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say that sister of yours is using that thing to control the population. Why bother with fear and oppression when you could just wave a wand and have an entire city at your beck and call?"

Tootie just stood in a mix of shock and anger.

"I can't believe my sister would sink so low… No, wait, I take that back. I can believe it. She's manipulative, conniving, and she'd stop at nothing to get what she wants. Even if it means using magic to do it."

"We'd better find the others quickly and put a stop to this. If Vicky has one of those wand thingamajigs, it could either be Jorgen's or a duplicate of it, and either case is something I don't wanna think about. We'll need all the help we can get to take on your sister."

"But we have no idea where they could be!" exclaimed Tootie in dismay. "They could be anywhere in this city or the surrounding suburbs."

Some movement suddenly caught Libby's eye and she smirked at her new friend.

"Oh, I doubt we'll have to look very far."

Tootie quickly followed her gaze and gasped when she saw Timmy casually strolling up to Vicky from behind.

"It's Timmy! What on Earth is he doing?!"

"Hmm, judging by how confident he looks, I'd say he has some sort of plan in store for your sister."

Tootie stared open-mouthed at him and tried to keep her composure. The way he was sneaking up on Vicky like he had no fear whatsoever made him look even handsomer to her. It made her heart flutter ever so slightly. Tearing her eyes away from Timmy, she noticed a group of kids off to the side behind him that were watching him intently.

"Are those your friends, Libby?"

Libby could make out Jimmy, Cindy, Carl, and Sheen and the sight put a smile on her face.

"Yep, that's them alright. It's good to see that they're okay."

She smirked after noticing that Jimmy didn't appear to be the one leading the group.

"It looks like they're waiting for Timmy to confront Vicky. They must be part of the plan," she added.

Tootie held her breath as she watched Timmy get closer to her sister. She knew within her heart that he would put a stop to her reign of terror, but the thought of something going wrong was unbearable.

"Please be okay, Timmy…"

Meanwhile, Vicky was thoroughly enjoying her supremacy over Dimmsdale and had no idea what the pink-hatted bane of her existence had in store for her.

"Ahhh, it's good to be queen. The entire city under my control and no one around to stop me. It gives me the perfect opportunity to leaf through the latest issue of Teen Dream magazine."

Vicky took out her magazine and flipped through the pages to the cover story – an exclusive interview with teenage heartthrob / singing sensation Chip Skylark.

"Ahhh, Chip. Even though you're not rich, you're still pretty and talented, and in this day and age, that can get you far. What you need is a good agent to help you rake in the big bucks and I'm just the girl to do it. Even though I could just command everyone in the city to fork over their money to us. And I also have you as my main lemonade deliverer, so that's covered as well. …Somewhat."

A hypnotized Chip Skylark handed her a glass of lemonade, and after quickly reading through the rest of the article, Vicky closed her eyes and relaxed in her large chair.

"The only thing that would make this Dimmsdale takeover even better is if Twerp and Twerpette were here to be my personal receivers of pain and torture. Too bad though that Timmy ran off with his stupid friends and my dumb little sister hasn't shown her face in hours. If only there were some way to summon them here…"

Vicky suddenly grinned and opened her eyes as an evil idea formed in her head.

"Who says I can't just summon them with my new toy?"

Cackling, she reached for her wand-staff, but was stopped by someone making their presence known to her.

"A-HEM."

Turning to the source of the noise, she saw Timmy standing in front of her, smiling and waving.

"Hi, Vicky. I heard that you were looking for me."

She quickly cast an uncertain glance at her wand-staff before leveling her gaze at the pink-hatted boy.

"…Hmmm, maybe this thing can read my mind. Well, mind-reading or not, I'm glad that you're here, Twerp. You've saved me the trouble of summoning you here myself! …Or, maybe I did it subconsciously. Anyway, the point is that you will be destroyed and I'll finally be rid of you!"

"Yeah, that's great and all, Vicky," replied Timmy as he let a sly grin cross his features. "That's *exactly* why I'm here. I decided that it's pointless to hide from you any longer and have accepted my fate of you destroying me. So, have you given any thought to it?"

Vicky blinked and glared at him.

"Thought to what?"

"Destroying me. You can't possibly tell me that you didn't have some kind of elaborate scheme planned once you finally got me in your clutches. It just wouldn't be you if you didn't."

The redhead widened her eyes and stared at him.

"I…uh, well…"

Truth be told, Vicky didn't have any idea as to how she wanted to eliminate Timmy. He was right about how it wouldn't be her special touch if she didn't come up with something elaborate. All this magical power and it could possibly be wasted on something quick and simple for the Twerp? She wouldn't stand for that.

"I'm waiting, Vicky."

"Shut up, Twerp. I'm thinking here."

Timmy smirked as he watched her furrow her brow in concentration. It was hilarious to see her so flustered and at a loss for words. He wondered why he didn't use various mind games on her whenever she was babysitting him. Probably because using magic on her courtesy of Cosmo and Wanda was so much more fun. Vicky let out an annoyed snarl and leveled her glowing wand-staff at Timmy.

"You know what, Twerp? Destroying you with some elaborate scheme would be more to my liking, but why go through all the trouble when I could just blast you now and be done with it?"

With an evil grin, she prepared to fire her weapon.

"Say goodnight, Twerp!"

"It's not even dark yet, Vicky."

"Shut up!"

The large star on the wand-staff glowed even brighter and began to vibrate. A part of Timmy wanted to run or at least duck for cover, but he stood his ground, confident that his plan wouldn't fail. When all seemed completely hopeless for him, a hand came out and grabbed the wand-staff as a familiar melodious voice cut through the air.

"Perhaps I could be of some assistance, Vicky?"

The redhead stopped and looked around for the voice, resting her gaze on none other than Chip Skylark.

"Omigosh! It's really you! Chip Skylark!"

She swooned as hearts floated above her head and clouded her vision. Chip smiled at her and showed off his pearly-white teeth.

"I couldn't help but overhear that you wish to destroy Timmy. You see, I too wish to destroy the pink-hatted boy for causing trouble for me, but I didn't want to do it alone. How about we both destroy him…together? It will be our own little declaration of love."

Vicky swooned again and was ready to assist Chip in destroying Timmy, but her elation was short-lived. Something wasn't right here. She cast a sideways glance at Chip and quirked an eyebrow.

"Waaaaaait a minute. I hypnotized you into giving me glasses of lemonade whenever I wanted. You just gave me a glass not more than five minutes ago."

Chip and Timmy frowned. That certainly wasn't part of the plan.

"…You are correct, Vicky," replied the singing sensation. "I've been hypnotized…by your love for me."

He smiled and held her hand tenderly. Vicky almost swooned again, but held her composure.

"Uh-huh. Right. And I suppose that you brought your identical twin brother along as well?"

She jerked her thumb in the direction of the hypnotized Chip Skylark standing a short distance away. The real Chip Skylark. Both Timmy and the second Chip widened their eyes and started to sweat. Neither of them had counted on the real Chip being here. This could ruin everything.

"Uh, yeah! Uh… Funny story about that… You see…"

Vicky narrowed her eyes at the imposter.

"And why does your voice suddenly sound like that guy from Europe-Potassium, or whatever?"

"Ya-right! It's Yugopotamia!"

The fake Chip immediately covered his mouth and cast a worried glance to Timmy. Timmy started to sweat and cast a nervous look to Vicky, who was none too pleased about this turn of events. Her wand-staff was ready to fire.

"Who are you?"

"Uhhhhhhh… I REGRET NOTHING!"

Without warning, the fake Chip suddenly grabbed Vicky and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes went wide as Timmy stared at the scene with his mouth open in shock. After a few seconds, the fake Chip broke the kiss and let go of a dazed Vicky who stumbled and collapsed to the ground. Timmy quickly broke out of his stupor and whistled to his friends. Hearing the cue, Jimmy and Cindy came out of hiding with a large mailbag and threw it over Vicky, while Carl and Sheen cinched it closed.

"We did it!" they cried.

"Was there ever any doubt in your minds?" replied Timmy, crossing his arms.

"I gotta say, Turner, that was a brilliant plan," said Jimmy. "Although, you never mentioned who Chip Skylark actually is to us."

"He's a huge pop sensation that is one of Timmy's best friends!" replied Wanda as she and Cosmo poofed into existence. "Timmy even got to perform with him on stage a few times!"

Cosmo then started singing and dancing in mid-air next to his wife.

"Icky Vicky! Eww, eww! Icky Vicky! Eww, eww!"

"Cosmo…"

"My Shiny Teeth and Me! Shiny teeth! Shiny teeth!"

"Cosmo!"

Cosmo paused his antics and glanced at her.

"…What?"

Wanda just shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Alright, if it's okay with ya dudes and dudette, I'd like to change back now. I think that disguise was starting to give me a rash before I kissed Vicky…"

After the kiss, the fake Chip had suddenly transformed into a houseplant. As with all forms of affection and niceness expressed to or by Yugopotamians, their fake-i-fiers short-circuit, causing them to change into random objects. After a few seconds, the houseplant disappeared as Mark in his alien form came into view.

"Thanks again for helping out, Mark," said Timmy. "Your fake-i-fier disguise of Chip Skylark worked perfectly…until you went and kissed Vicky. Refresh my memory as to why you did that?"

"Ah, Turner. Someday, when you are old enough, you will understand the joys of locking lips with someone as hideously beautiful as the bodacious Vi-kay. I took the risk of my fake-i-fier malfunctioning so that I could at least once kiss that fiery redhead without being totally disgusted by it. Which reminds me…do you have any mouthwash? Kissing is like, sooooo gross."

Timmy just stared at him, his eyes twitching.

"…I'm gonna need some ear bleach after hearing that, if there is such a thing."

" 'The joys of locking lips with someone as hideously beautiful as the bodacious Vi-kay'?!" repeated Jimmy as he and Cindy snickered.

"Uh, can we have some of that ear bleach too after your done with it, Timmy?" asked Carl, making a disgusted face.

"Make mine extra bleach-y," added Sheen.

"Hey, we can easily poof up some ear bleach for ya guys!" said Cosmo. "I use it all the time when I want to filter out the things that Wanda says!"

The green-haired fairy then glanced at his wife who cast him an annoyed glare before smacking him upside the head.

"Never mind that, guys," piped up Timmy, as he picked up the glowing wand-staff that Vicky dropped. "Now that we have Vicky's wand, we're one step closer to regaining control of Fairy World and fixing this huge mess."

Speaking of Vicky, the redhead was regaining consciousness in the mailbag and she didn't sound too happy.

"Ugghhh… I feel like I just got forcibly kissed by a Chip Skylark doppelganger… Waaaaait… That actually happened, didn't it? HEY! Where am I?! Let me out of here!"

She started thrashing around inside the bag, causing it to bounce all over the place. Mark casually picked up Carl with a tentacle and plopped him on top of Vicky, whose efforts were quickly subdued.

"So, what's next, Timmy?" asked Cindy. "I'm ready to beat the stuffing out of Calamitous for all the trouble he's caused."

She made a fist and pounded it into her open palm to emphasize her point.

"We shouldn't face him just yet. Even with Vicky's wand-staff, we'll be no match for him."

Wanda nodded and addressed Cindy.

"Timmy's right. Jorgen's magic is too powerful for us to handle right now, especially since Calamitous has the rest of the fairy's magic powering that wand-staff of his. We need to get to Fairy World first and take care of Crocker."

"However, once we free everyone there, we won't fix the Big Wand until Calamitous is defeated," added Timmy. "It would be majorly bad if that happened and he got a power boost from it being turned on."

"Hmm, good thinking, Turner," said Jimmy. "We'll want to take every precaution we can."

Timmy nodded in agreement, before turning towards Cosmo and Sheen.

"Which is why we'll be doubly making sure you two don't mess anything up."

They glanced at each other, before giving the pink-hatted boy a salute.

"Don't worry, Timmy," said Cosmo. "We'll be sure not to touch the Big Wand!"

"At least until you give us specific orders to do so!" added Sheen. "Unless there is a contingency in any way, shape, or form…"

"Wow, Sheen, I'm actually impressed you're using such…um, advanced words in your vocabulary," noted Cindy.

"What kind of contingency would present itself?" asked Carl. "Wait, what is a 'contingency' again?"

"It's a future event or circumstance that is possible, but cannot be predicted with certainty," said Jimmy. "Such as, what if Crocker somehow catches on to what our plan is while we're in Fairy World and re-activates the Big Wand himself."

"Yeah, let's not think about worst-case scenarios like that," said Timmy. "We need to keep a positive outlook on this."

"So, um, since I helped you 'bag' Vicky, am I still needed in your plan, Turner?" asked Mark.

He had a tentacle wrapped around the mailbag and was poised to head back to his ship in the dump with some new cargo.

"At the moment, no, but if we need you for anything, we'll be in touch. Thanks again for helping, Mark."

"Aww, it was no problem, bro! And I got a hideously beautiful and disgusting bonus in the process!"

He held up the mailbag with Vicky still thrashing around inside of it.

"When I get out of here and get my magic wand back, YOU'LL ALL BE IN FOR SO MUCH PAIN!"

"Heh, isn't she awesome, Turner?" cooed Mark as little hearts floated around his domed head.

"Uh, not quite the word I was going for, but uh, sure, let's go with that…" replied Timmy, making a face.

"Later dudes and dudette! Call if you need anything!"

And with that, Mark made his way back towards the dump and his ship with Vicky. Timmy and Company wanted to take this opportunity to switch their attention towards Crocker. With one wand-staff in their possession, they were one step closer to taking back Fairy World and defeating Calamitous.

Author's Note: End of scene and fade to black. I hope you guys enjoyed Part 1 of Chapter 10!