Differences
Disclaimer: So unfortunately I was informed I don't own FOP. Maybe I should start a fund raiser to get up enough money to finally own it but then again, I'd buy everything except for what the fund raiser was for and that would be bad so nevermind.
Chapter 2
Timmy silently stared down at the blue cat that was standing in front of him petrifiedwith its paws over its mouth. He didn't know what to make of it but he knew for sure that he had heard the blue cat talk and if that wasn't a big giveaway that it wasn't an ordinary cat, then the fact that it was standing perfectly on two feet was one, and of course the wings on its back as well. He bent down and observed the mysterious cat as he took his pink backpack off of his back and brought it in front of him.
"What are you?" Timmy asked the cat.
Upon hearing the question, Veronica figured that Timmy had heard her speak and that it was probably too late to try to play it off. She slowly moved her paws from her mouth as she continued to stare up into the boy's blue eyes.
Timmy was another person who haven't really changed much over the years except for the growth spurt that changed him from a half-pint to a 5'2 teen. Even though puberty had made a drastic change in the young boy's height, he still had a baby smooth face and favored the same brown hairstyle he had in his younger days. The pink hat and pink zip-up hoodie he wore over a white t-shirt informed Veronica very well that the teen wasn't giving up on the girly color anytime soon, atleast he wore baggy blue jeans and gray & white low tops as well to make him look masculine.
Too busy observing the brunet in front of her, Veronica had forgotten all about the question that was asked to her which Timmy unknowingly took as her being afraid to answer him. She wasn't aware that she was about to find out a deep secret of the teen boy.
"Wanda, you mind filling me in on what exactly this manner of creature is?" asked Timmy, looking down at his backpack.
"Wanda? Who's he talking about?" thought Veronica.
The once blond haired girl had got her answer when the pink backpack in Timmy's hands suddenly poofed into a humanoid figure in between the two of them and looked her up and down curiously.
"Timmy has a Godparent? But...how did he play it off so well? Then again it couldn't have been more obvious, he always carried around something pink that strangely had eyes on them or had a rare pink colored animal nearby him. Never knew how conspicuous that was into now." She thought.
Veronica's eyes followed Wanda as the pink haired fairy floated around her to closely examine her. Wanda stopped back in front of her and from what Veronica could guess, the fairy was just as lost to what she was like she was the second she was changed into that creature. The pink haired fairy looked back at her Godchild with a concerning look.
"Well from what I can tell, its not from this universe. It may not even be from this reality." Wanda deducted.
"Great, so someone bended reality and brought a creature here that could possibly screw up the Time and Space continuum thus unleashing an upredictable chain-reaction that could put the Earth and the whole universe in imminent danger? Who would do such a thing?" asked Timmy.
"Well Sport, you do have your fair share of enemies that would love to see the destruction of Earth but for someone to put an entire universe in jeopardy that's just down right careless...more careless that if the said someone found it musingly entertaining to them, they would not care of the dangers it could cause..." said Wanda, though saying the last bit more to herself than Timmy.
Timmy went to say something but Wanda cut him off by telling him that she'll be right back and then poofing away, leaving him and Veronica there in awkward silence. The two remained in silence for the longest until Veronica finally built up enough confidence to talk.
"Can...can you get in trouble for what you're doing?" She asked.
Timmy, who attention was elsewhere but there, looked down at the cat and quirked a brow.
"Get in trouble for what?" He answered, with another question.
"Aren't you suppose to keep your Fairy Godparent a secret from everyone and in my case, everything?" asked Veronica.
Timmy's eyes widened upon hearing that question.
"Wait. H-How do you know about Fairies and their Godchildren?" Timmy asked.
"Damn, I walked into that. I can't let him know I have a Godparent because then I'll lose mine as well...is there any rules when it comes to two separate Godchildren knowing about the other having Fairy Godparents? Wait, when did I start caring about what happens to my Godparent? He's been nothing but a pain in my backside, at this point I don't care if I lose him or not, but what if in me telling Timmy about my Godparent, he too loses his Godparent in the process? I don't want that to happen because of me, but now I'm in a spot I can't get out of because of my stupid question." thought Veronica.
"You can't just ask something like that and go quiet again. Talk. If you know about that rule then someone had to tell you or you're part of something involving Fairy World. You're probably part of some diabolical plan to destroy Fairy World aren't you?" Timmy asked, in a matter-of-fact tone which snapped the blue cat-like creature out of her thoughts.
"What? No, I never even been to Fairy World nor do I really know much about it other than it houses different types of fairies or whatever." She answered.
"Then explain how you know about Fairies." said the brunet.
Veronica sighed.
"Because I...have one." She admitted, as she looked down at the ground.
"Have what? A Fairy Godparent? Pfft, that would sound believable and all if oh I don't know, you weren't an unidentifiable creature from another reality." said Timmy.
"This isn't my real form, I was turned into this, whatever this is, after I tried to make a stupid selfish wish." She said, shamefully.
"So your Godparent turned you into that creature for what? To teach you a lesson about selfish wishing?" asked the teen boy.
Veronica scoffed.
"More like to peak his curiousity and personal amusement. He takes pleasure in my mistakes and misfortunes." She answered.
"You sure he's not a genie? I know one that sounds so much like your Godparent. I think they'd make perfect besties and probably perfect enemies if they joined forces." said Timmy, shuddering at the thought.
"Heh, I assure you that he's not a genie in fact, he said he wished he was a genie because he hate his short frame but when I get back up there I'm going to shave a few more inches from his height." Veronica growled, as she looked up at her bedroom window.
"I would hate to be your Godparent right now." Timmy chuckled, as he looked up at the window as well.
It wasn't until a few moments had passed when it finally hit Timmy like a brick wall. He quickly looked down at the cat creature with widened eyes once more, shocked that he didn't put two and two together.
"Veronica?"
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Wanda poofed into Veronica's room only to be meet by a white turtleneck that landed on her head from in the direction of Veronica's closet. She yanked the sweater off of her head as she went over to closet, holding back a growl to keep from showing her quick agitated state.
"Sheesh, if all I owned were turtleneck sweaters I'd tried to end my own life too." A voice said from the closet.
"So it is as I expected, Veronica has an 'extra' visitor and tried to commit suicide on top of that? I think I'll hold off on telling Timmy for now, I wouldn't want his concerning nature to cause her to push him away and drive her into a deeper depression than she may already be in. You always did have a soft spot for the sad and depressed...Marcel." thought Wanda.
The pink haired fairy was brought out of her thoughts when a pink boot was tossed in her direction, causing her to just barely fly out of the way and allowing the boot to knock over a vase in the hallway. She was furious at this point but she knew that dealing with Marcel in that state would only entice his playful nature more so she took a few deep breaths to calm herself and looked around the blond girl's room.
Saying that it looked as if a tornado had blown through the room would've been an understatement. Clothes, undergarments, shoes, makeup, and any other personal items of the blonde was littered throughout the room and in the hallway. Wanda expected as much out of Marcel. She looked into the closet at the fairy holding a floral laced bra in one hand as he stroke his partial goatee with his other hand.
"Damn Goldie, holding out on all the good stuff in the back I see. Is it weird that I'm looking at my temporary Godchild's underwear?" Marcel asked himself.
"Do you really have to ask that?" asked Wanda, answering for him.
Marcel dropped the undergarment as he turned his gaze onto the Wanda with a devious smirk making its way onto his face. Wanda only stared back dully with her folded arms across her chest.
"Wolfie? Long time no see Beautiful. Had I known you were coming I would've got you flowers, better yet who needs flowers when the real beauty is already in this room?" He asked, as he made his way over to her and took her hand into his.
Marcel leaned down to kiss her hand, but Wanda quickly drew it back as she looked at him with a disgusted look. She folded her arms back across her chest as she moved a few paces back from him.
"This isn't a friendly reunion Marcel. Bringing a mythical creature into this universe from another reality? You're endangering trillions of lives by upsetting the Time and Space continuum. Reasons like this is why you were imprisoned in Abracatraz in the first place." She explained.
"Speaking of that, your sis says hey and come visit her some time. Getting back onto topic though, that 'mythical' creature is my Godchild. She made the obvious mistake of making a mistake and I of course took advantage of that by changing her into a mythical creature that's not of this reality. No one but me and you seen her so it probably shouldn't upset the balance of everything in existance." said Marcel.
"My Godchild seen her." said Wanda
"Pfft, pink hat? Your Godchild is a walking-breathing contradiction so I'm pretty sure that if he seen her then it shouldn't cause the end of everything as we know it." laughed Marcel.
"Still, 'probably shouldn't'doesn't sound very positive." said Wanda.
"And neither does my Godchild's future but I'm not complaining. Look if you're worried so much and if it'll help me score some brownie points with you then I'll just bring her back in here and change her back." said Marcel.
"That'd be a start." Wanda said, as she softened her face.
Marcel only smirked and poofed Veronica back into her room.
Realizing that she was now back in her room, Veronica turned her attention quickly to Marcel who gave her a small wave with his two fingers. She gritted her teeth as she started stomping her way to him before stopping and then slowly looking around her trashed room. Her mouth practically fell when she realized her stuff was littered everywhere which caused her to fall to her paws and knees as she stared at the floor, fighting back tears.
"Why? *sniff* Why are you doing this to me? I just wanted a normal life after finally breaking free of my old pathetic of an excuse one. I didn't ask for this, nor did I want it. I just wanted to live happily for once, I still do, but it *sniff* it seems like that's not ever going to happen with you around humiliating me every second of the day so you want to know what I wish? I wish that y-"
"You might not want to wish for that Goldie." Marcel quickly said, cutting her off.
"And why not? Just look at her, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that she's miserable with you around." said Timmy, as he entered Veronica's room.
"A little mind erase to forget everything that had happened today and forget you would be way better for her than the seconds she is here tormented by you." He finished.
"Wait, I get my mind erased by wishing him gone?" Veronica asked, looking at Timmy and Wanda.
Veronica followed their gaze when the two of them looked at Marcel who in return, shrugged at them
"Okay, so I forgot to tell her, but I was going to eventually get around to it. Keyword being eventually." said Marcel.
"Anyways..." Wanda said, rolling her eyes at him, before turning her attention to Veronica.
"It's in Da Rules that should a Godchild or Godchildren lose their Godparent(s) under any circumstance, the Godchild/children's mind must be wiped of any existing knowledge of fairies and any other magical beings." She finished saying.
"But right now that rule only applies to you, meaning that it doesn't effect Timmy and he'll remember all of this while you on the other hand won't remember this conversation we're having right now and pink hat over there, you won't remember him coming to visit. Hell, you won't even remember his gorgeous specimen of a Godparent because he's going to have to go back to keeping her a secret from you and if by some chance you two do become friends he'll always know your secret of having a Godparent while you remain clueless about his. I don't need to point out to you how depressingly sad that would be." said Marcel.
"Not cool, don't persuade her into keeping you around. If she doesn't want you around then that's her choice, don't try to force nothing on her." Timmy quickly said.
Marcel turned his attention to Timmy as he pressed his fingers together and closed his eyes, quietly sighing to himself as he floated in place.
"You know, I liked you way better when Francis used to beat the crap out of you which, I don't know why didn't just turn Francis into a nice guy with just a wish...oh wait I forgot, it wouldn't have worked with me being his Godparent and all at the time. Bet you didn't see the coming did you?" Marcel asked, smirking as he opened his eyes and stared at the brunet.
"WHAT!?" Timmy exclaimed.
"Fr-Fr-Francis had a Godparent? He didn't even-" He started to say.
"Sorry Timothy, would love to tell you and all but there's this whole confidentiality line that I'd rather not cross so I have to give you the 'Hush and Shush' instead." Marcel said, cutting him off mid-sentence.
"Hush and what?" asked Timmy, with a raised brow.
"It's called 'Hush and Shush'. It's easy really, the first thing you do is hush with all the questions about things in the past." said Marcel.
"But y-" Timmy tried to say before being cut off.
"Ahhh, and shush before you continue on trying to get your point across. So with that said and done, me and my lovely Godchild is going to make a quick exit to discuss our Godparent-Godchild relationship? Yeah, I think that's right. Anywho, we'll be back in a jiffy." Marcel finished.
Wanda quickly pulled her wand out as she glared angrily at Marcel and pointed the wand at him.
"Now listen here, if you think you're going anywhere with Veronica to fill her head with your bs so that she keeps you around, then you have another thing coming." said Wanda.
Marcel smiled and shrugged as he floated backwards from the pink-haired fairy. "You know, I could always just do this..." Marcel swiftly pulled his wand out from under the sleeve of his jacket and just as fast as the golden star of his wand lit up, he poofed Veronica and himself out of the room.
Wanda quietly cursed to herself before turning around only to be meet by a returning Marcel who brushed her long pink wavy romantic hair from her ear as he leaned in and whispered something sweetly to her. It caused her to blush a deep red or was that red of rage? Marcel didn't stick around to find out, which was a good thing since Wanda attempted to punched him, but hit wall behind him instead, leaving a crater size hole. The pink haired fairy groaned in frustration as she lifted her wand to repair the wall and then turned to look at Timmy who just stared at her silently.
"I'm sorry Sport, I didn't mean to go off the deep end like that, it's just that Marcel knows exactly how to get under my skin. That bas...jerk." Wanda growled.
"I'm sensing some kind of history between you two." said Timmy.
"Heh, that obvious huh? Yeah there is history between us. He had this deep affection for me long ago and I rejected him the numerous amount of times he tried to ask me out and eventually he stopped trying to make advances on me but that was only because he started dating my sister instead in hopes of making me jealous of their relationship." said Wanda.
"And were you?" asked Timmy.
"What? Jealous of them? No. I knew he was just using her to get to me, but of course I couldn't tell her that because she was too blinded by Marcel's charm to see it so I confronted Marcel who said that his intentions with her are pure and doesn't have anything to do with me."
"Bull." Timmy added.
"I thought it was a lie too...until I seen how they really were together. He brought the worst out in her and she brought the good out in him which I don't know how that worked out in harmony but those two were quite the pair." Wanda said, before softly sighing as she looked out of the window.
Timmy took notice of her actions yet kept it to himself, bringing it to her attention would only lead to her denying anything she might be feeling at that particular moment of discussing her past with Marcel.
"You said Marcel brought out the worst in your sister, does that mean he was possibly involved in her, you know, sudden lunacy that caused her to do what she did that landed her in Abracatraz?" asked Timmy.
"Marcel assured me that he wasn't around when she had her mental breakdown nor was he the cause of it. He's hiding something though, I can sense it, but he's not going to just up and tell me. He evades seriousness with humor any way possible." Wanda answered.
"Well given your heavy hostility toward him, I'm pretty sure you're not going to get significantly close to finding out what he's hiding unless you start acting a little more nicer to him, maybe even take him up on his offer to take you out on a date or something." said Timmy.
Wanda gasped in shock to what her Godchild was proposing to her.
"Who side are you on? I thought you loathed Marcel as much as I do let alone would be disgusted at any thoughts of me and him going on a date...not that we would've or anything." said Wanda.
Timmy went to speak but then suddenly grew quiet when Marcel and Veronica poofed back into the room. Veronica was back to her normal human form but something was still off about her. She was only in her underwear.
"MARCEL!" Veronica exclaimed, as she covered herself with her hands and quickly ducked into her closet.
"Whaaat? You said you were going to change. Figured I'd help you with that like a good Godparent." Marcel said, with a smirk.
"I meant after Timmy and Wanda left." said Veronica, as she poked her head out of the closet. "And I don't need your help getting me undress, I can do it myself you perv."
"Perv? Atleast it didn't take me a whole 60 seconds to look away from your half nakedness like pink hat. Enjoyed the skin show did we Timothy?" Marcel asked, as he poofed over near Timmy and wrapped a friendly arm around the blushing brunet.
Wanda quickly grabbed Marcel by the front of his shirt and slammed him into the wall as she pointed her wand at him with her other hand.
"Stay away from Timmy. I don't want you to touch or be anywhere near him. Are we clear?" She asked Marcel, as the star tip of her wand glowed brightly.
Marcel stared deeply into her pink eyes with a smirk still playing out on his face. No matter how intimidating she was, Marcel still found her to be irresistible and unthreatening yet it was something about the way she was currently looking at him that made him unease and slowly wipe the smirk from his face. He noticed it a little when talking to her during their first little reunion but now it clearly showed. Wary tension she has for him. Did she figure out the secret he was hiding from her and everyone else?
Timmy cleared his throat, causing Marcel and Wanda to snap out of whatever reality they were in. Wanda immediately lowered her wand as she released Marcel's shirt and sighed, dropping her head.
"Seriousness with humor" Timmy quietly reminded Wanda.
"Yeah, I got it." Wanda said to Timmy, not taking her eyes off of Marcel. "Look Marcel, I'm sorry for the hostility I'm just...very protective over Timmy. We've been through alot together dealing with every obstacle along the way from aliens trying to destroy the planet to battling pirates, don't get me started about them, but in the end what I'm trying to say is that I don't know where to categorize you at: as a friend or as an obstacle."
"And here I thought our time together meant something. You should know me by now and know that I would not ever bring you or anyone else for that matter any harm, so I don't think I'd be categorize as an obstacle." said Marcel.
"Is that your final answer? If so then please do explain to me again why you were imprisoned in Abracatraz where my dear poor sister is as well." Wanda sneered.
"This little trip down memory lane is fun and all but it's kinda starting to become a buzzkill so if we're going to continue down this lane, why not bring up something more comforting like that time in the rain when we g-" Marcel tried to say, but got cut off mid-sentence.
"You're right, this trip down memory lane is a total drag, so why don't we just go ahead and call it a day and start anew tomorrow. Sounds good? Good, let's go Timmy." Wanda quickly said, as she started pushing Timmy toward the door.
A smirk made its way back onto Marcel's lips as he looked at the dumbstruck expression on Timmy's face as though he was trying to piece together the unfinished puzzle Marcel had laid out. The brunet would eventually question Wanda about it which Marcel already knew she'd cover up just like she did anything that included the two of them. For now he'll let pink hat remain curious.
Marcel watched as the two made it all the way down the hallway before Wanda turned around to look at him. He could've sworn he seen a slight blush on her cheeks but before he could completely confirm it, her and Timmy both poofed away. Marcel lightly laughed to himself before turning his attention back to the room that was still a mess due to him. He slid his wand from under his sleeve and poofed the room back to the normal cleanliness it once was.
"Ar-Are they gone?" asked Veronica, as she poked her head once again out of the closet.
"Don't worry Goldi, it's only just us two now." answered Marcel.
"You said you'd stop calling me that, you promised me." Veronica said, as she stepped out of the closet and looked around her once again clean room, surprisingly.
"Sorry, force of habit. I guess I'll just have to come up with another nickname for you. Getting off topic for a minute though, that outfit looks rather resplendent on you. That's a compliment by the way." said Marcel, surveying Veronica's not-so-Veronica outfit.
Veronica looked down at her outfit as though she had forgotten she had it on before smiling as she looked away, blushing.
"Thank you." She quietly said.
It then dawned on the blond how clean her room looked yet also how empty her closet still was, which raised a question in her mind.
"What did you do with my clothes and other personal things?" She asked Marcel.
Marcel shrugged.
"You said you wanted to start a new life apart from your old one which means that your clothes, accessories, and other whatnots that tied you to your old life needed to be gone, so they are." He answered.
"What!? Besides this outfit, those were the only clothes I've owned. I mean yeah, sure I could always go out and buy more but that would take more time than I can afford and I know I can't just wish for any clothes. Can I?" Veronica asked, with a puzzled expression on her face.
"I don't think that's even possible. You'd need some kind of magical being that can grant wishes to- oh wait, you do have one of those. Let's make some of your wishes come." Marcel said, smiling as he poofed up a fashion magazine in one hand while still holding his wand in the other. "Come this time tomorrow, not only is Timmy going to be astonished by the sight you, but also the whole school."
Veronica frowned.
"I'm not trying to impress everyone at school, I'm just trying to get Timmy to notice me. Atleast this new me anyways." She said.
"Well knowing pink hat that shouldn't be hard, I mean you're halfway there seeing as he quickly came to visit you after school. He never got around to see how you actually were though because of my history with Wanda complicated the whole situation for which I apologize for." said Marcel.
Veronica didn't know what to believe more, that Marcel was actually apologizing for something or that Timmy actually showed up at her doorstep to check up on her. That couldn't be true though could it? Maybe he seen her fall out of the window when Marcel had turned her into a cat or maybe he heard her altercation with Marcel that drew the brunet to her house. He couldn't have been there to check up on her. Veronica wish she could've spoken more to Timmy when things finally did calm down but of course Marcel had to embrassingly strip her down to nothing but her underwear and then say something that pushed Timmy and Wanda to make a quick exit.
"Guess I'll just have to think up how to approach him at school without looking like the old insane 'my love burn for you like white-hot intensity of a thousand suns' me. Sounds easy enough." Veronica thought, as she eyed the magazine in Marcel's hand.
She went to take the magazine from his hand, but Marcel drew his hand back and smiled at her as he shook his head.
"Before you look through this magazine and start wishing away, we first have to deal with one thing that's still tying you to your old life." said Marcel.
"And what's that?" The blond girl asked.
"Your hair." He answered, as his eyes shifted up to his Godchild's hair.
Veronica fearfully put her hands over her hair and slowly backed away from him.
"Why? What does my hair have to do with anything? I like it the way it is." Veronica objected.
Marcel scoffed as he followed close to Veronica when she continued to try to back away from him. He would then grin widely when she backed into a wall with nowhere to escape like a trapped mouse.
"Trust me, makeovers are my specialty...ok no it's not, but still after I'm finished with your hair you'll practically be thanking me." Marcel said, boastfully.
"Now just stand very still and try not to move much." He finished, as he lifted his wand and the star tip brightly glowed.
*Poof*
AN: So I could say I got wrapped up in writing this story to work on Chapter 3 of Temptation but that would be a huge lie. (I shamefully got caught up playing Fallout 4 {Still not finished} to work on anything. Q_Q) I felt that I rushed this chapter and didn't cover as much as I wanted but hey, there is always next chapter. Now that I got this story out now I'm going to release one chapter for this story and Temptation at the same time...assume I can get Chapter 3 of Temptation out of my head and onto paper/typed out, don't worry though it's going to get done but until then I hope you guys enjoyed this story as much as Temptation.