CHAPTER SIX
The figure that had been following the Turner's station smiled very sadistically when the station wagon entered the campground.
"Now", said the figure, "time to make a few calls and put the plan in action."
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They arrived at the settlement. It had five cabins sitting off of what used to be apparently the main street of the town. At the end of the street was the registration office. There was, also, a place to pitch tents closer to the woods. There was only one other car there, obviously the clerks car since it was parked in front of the registration office. Off in the distance, there was what looked like a very ancient building.
The vehicle pulled up to the front of the registraition as Mr. and Mrs. Turner, Chester, A.J. and Timmy got out.
"This place seems very desolate," said A.J.
"Yeah," said Chester, "not only that it seems there aren't any people here."
A.J. raised his eyebrow a bit. "Uh, Chester that's what I said."
"Oh," replied the blond headed boy.
"Oh," said Mr. Turner, "I'm sure more people will come. Not many people come until the weekend."
"Uh, Dad," said Timmy, "It IS the weekend, it's Saturday."
"Oh, well," said Mr. Turner, "it's still very early."
It was actually almost 11:00 A.M., but Timmy decided not to answer because he did not want to have another bizarre conversation with his dad.
"Well," said Timmy's Dad, "why don't you boys unload the car while we check in at the registrar's office." A pause. "And maybe you can find a good place to pitch a tent."
With that, Mr. and Mrs. Turner walked off and the three boys commenced to unload the car. Timmy looked around uneasily. "You know," he said, "this place is a little creepy."
"You've never been here, before," said A.J. a little surprised.
"No," said the brown haired boy,"I think my dad's been here before when he was a Squirrelly Scout, and maybe my mom when she was part of the Creampuffs. But this is the first time I've every been here."
"I hope this won't be like the time we were in Dimmsdale Flatts," said Chester,"I don't really feel like wrestling a coyote again."
Just before anyone responded Timmy's watch seemed to beep. He looked down at the green colored with the pink minute hand, and the blue hour hand.
"Listen, guys," said Timmy, "I have to relieve myself."
"But it's not 6:23 P.M.," said Chester, "You never go before then."
"Uh, I drank a little too much soda. I'm going to the woods for a second."
With that Timmy departed
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When Timmy was sufficiently hidden, Cosmo, Wanda and Poof revealed themselves.
"What's going on, guys", said Timmy.
"We just got an urgent message to go to Fairly World, it seems Jorgen has decided to hold Annual class for Fairy Parents and their babies at this time," said Wanda."
"Isn't Poof the only baby in Fairy World?," asked Timmy, "Jorgen's holding a Saturday class for only one baby?"
"It's probably something to do with the rules is my guess, or more likely Jorgen being his strange self, " said Wanda, "either way, the class is just two hours, we should be back just after lunch."
"Oooh, lunch," said Cosmo, "Maybe they'll have cocktail weinies and corn."
Wanda just shook her head a bit. "Sorry to be leaving you sport," said Wanda, "but we should be back soon."
"It's all right," said Timmy, "Chester, A.J. and my parents are here. I don't think a disaster could happen in just two hours."
"Poof, Timmy," said Poof almost looking worried.
Timmy hugged his little godbrother. "I'll be all right little bro. You all will be back soon enough. You don't want to keep Jorgen waiting." He paused. "You know how cranky he gets about "Da Rules."
"Okay, Timmy", said his Fairy Godmother, "we'll be back as soon as we can. See you hon."
"See you Timmy," said Cosmo.
"Timmy, beeg brover," said Poof still looking a bit worried.
"See you all later," said Timmy. And with that his godfamily poofed away.
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The figure called on his communications device. "Phase one of the plan is complete. Now onto phase two."
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When Timmy came back from the woods, he saw his parent and two best friends were at the station wagon while Chester and A.J. unloaded the stuff.
"Sorry, I took so long everyone," said Timmy.
"Oh," said Mr. Turner, "you were gone? We hadn't noticed."
A.J. shook his head. Timmy was, of course, used to the indifference his parents often treated him with, but A.J. still felt bad for him.
"Let's pitch the tents," said A.J.
"Cool," said Chester, "I can't wait to get down and dirty."
"Don't you get down and dirty all the time anyway," said Timmy with a slight grin.
"Yeah," said Chester, "but this is vacation down and dirty!"
Timmy and A.J. laughed a bit. Then Timmy looked off into the distance at the old house.
"What's that old building, I wonder,"said Timmy.
"Oh, yeah," said A.J., "I meant to tell you, I got a pamphlet that tells about this place." He paused, "that's the old supervisors house of the old gold mining company. This entire area was called Goldenmill." Another pause. "The old gold mine is a few hundred yards away from there. It's been mined out for years. I'm afraid there'll be no gold."
"Oh, darn it!" said Chester.
"Well," said Mr. Turner, "we didn't come here for material possessions. We came here to get back to nature and bond with our only son and his friends."
"Oh,look, honey," said Mrs. Turner, "there's a pamphlet about the mall Doug Dimmadome put up in the old Dimmsdale Flatt settlement."
"Oooh," said Mr. Turner, "and they sell DOORKNOBS for actual DOORS."
"And they have a digital photoshop. Maybe I can alter Timmy's photos and at least make him appear in the pictures to be the girl I've always wanted but never had."
"We'll be back in a few hours," said Mr. Turner, "the clerk is the registrar's office, if you need anything." And with that the Mom and Dad Turner jumped in their station wagon and took off.
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"Phase two of the plan has been accomplished," said the figure, "now to phase three."
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The three boys looked at where the Turner's station wagon had just taken off. On the surface, Timmy didn't seem affected at all by his parents abrupt departure and his mother's rather careless comment. But when A.J. looked into his friend's blue eyes, he could tell how deeply he was hurt. Now, A.J. was starting to get angry, not because of the Turner's sudden departure, although that was certainly some of it, but why they would say such things to their own son, their only child.
"Listen, guys,"said Timmy, "I talked to my Mom and Dad earlier. They said if they had to leave the campground, we could stay in their cabin. I'm going to take a nap. I've got a slight headache. I don't mean to spoil the fun, but could we pitch the tents later."
"Sure, buddy," said A.J., "you're not spoiling the fun at all. We can do that later. I brought a medical kit with something for a headache. My mom packed it and put something in it that kid's can take." He paused. "She doesn't want to take a chance on any of us getting Rye syndrome."
A.J. pulled the medicine out and offered a tablet to Timmy. "Thanks, A.J.," said Timmy. And with that Timmy with slightly slumped shoulders headed to the cabin.
After Timmy went in, Chester turned to A.J. "I hate the way they talk to Timmy sometimes, A.J."
The young African American boy nodded, "I know, but we're here with him so at least we can be there for him."
Timmy collapsed into bed face down. He didn't cry, but had very sad expression on his face. He missed Cosmo, Wanda and Poof because they could always make him feel better. Oh well, at least Chester and A.J. were there.
Suddenly Timmy heard noise he looked around. "Chester, A.J." he said. No response. "Guys, please I really don't feel joking around." No response. "Guys?" "Is someone..........,"
Timmy felt something hit his head and then he lost consciouness.
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At Fairy World, Jorgen looked at them very questionly. "What class are you talking about," said Jorgen in his thick Austrian accent.
"The Fairy Parents and Babies class, you sent a memo yourself about it!," said Wanda.
"I sent no such memo," said Jorgen, "because there is NO such class."
"But," said Cosmo....,
Suddenly Poof burst out crying very loud. Between the sobs, they could make out two words...."Timmy hurt."
Cosmo and Wanda looked at each other, "Timmy", they both said.