Fairly Odd Countdown Calendar
I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. Butch Hartman does.
Pairing: friendship Remy x Timmy.
Prompt: Snowball.
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With no parents to accompany him this December (like the many other Decembers he had lived through), Remy was left with only his godfather for company. Well, him and the few servants Remy's parents had left him with, but they couldn't carry on a conversation.
Remy was followed by said servants as he made his way down the street, a purple bird flying over their heads (unbeknownst to his servants, of course). The sound of children drummed in his ears.
Every child in Dimmsdale must've been in the park that morning, for the town had been visited by none other than Jack Frost the night before. A blanket of white had covered the town and every child took advantage of this school-free day.
The blond boy couldn't remember a time when he and his parents had played together in the snow. He couldn't quite recall playing with them at all, actually. The bitterness toward his parents began to set in again before he was taken out of his thoughts by the snowball that narrowly missed his feet.
Now, who the heck had thrown -
Oh. Surprise, surprise.
"Remy Buxaplenty?" He heard Timmy Turner say aloud, the snowball fight between he and his friends paused.
For once, Remy decided to ignore him. What was the point?
That is, until the brown-haired boy began walking over, leaving a confused Chester and AJ behind. "Hey, uh, Remy?" Remy spared him a glance. Timmy didn't look happy and, as he heard a female voice mutter encouraging words, he understood why. Wasn't his idea. "Do you wanna…come and join in our snowball fight? It'll make the teams fair?"
Remy's eyebrows rose and, taking one quick glance at his godfather (who offered him an encouraging nod), actually smiled at Turner and nodded.
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Author's note:
Here's some Remy. Never written about him before.