CHAPTER NINE

Perry, we love you more than ice creams cakes, we love you more than bugs and snakes, more than all things mentioned before. Oh, Perry, you're extraordinary; kind of short and hairy the color of a blueberry so come home Perry, come home Perry come home.

"Phineas," Isabella asked again, "are you okay?"

"Yeah," replied the boy with the triangular head, "it's just that I have something to tell you. Something that I should have been up front about.

Gabriel, the Head Council member, was currently considering what Jorgen and Norm the Genie had said. Norm's words especially had stung. Not because they were false, but because they were so uncomfortably true. The fact was Fairy World had become not so much a dictatorship but rather a secretive society, they were even secret to the very fairies who lived in Fairy World.

There was, also, another thing to consider. The whole Darkness matter. Yes, Timothy had turned the Darkness into the Kindness but there was resentment towards young Timmy, at least initially from the Fairy Council. While the victory and the freeing of Fairy World from the Eliminators was an event that was worth celebrating, Timmy had, also, embarrassed the Fairy Council by this simple statement.

"But it isn't doing anything," said Timmy glancing up at the sky, "when the Darkness came to Fairy World, did it attack or were fairies so scared that they attacked first?"

To have, of all things, a human, a human CHILD at that to call magical beings to account and question their motives was, well, it was just too much. If A.J. hadn't developed that immunity to Forgeticin which in turn caused the investigation into the fourth cave prophecy, there might very well have been a spiteful action against Timmy. Something like investigating every wish Timmy Turner made and emphasizing the young boys mistakes to make him look worse than he was. Perhapes they even would have done something like putting Timmy Turner on trial to make Timmy Turner out to be the worst Fairy God child to ever live!

Of course, thanks to all of the subsequented events, the Fairy Council had come to terms with the fact that Timmy was...well their equal even if he wasn't magical. Well, most of the Fairy Council. There was still one member who resented Timmy but he should be able to come around and accept what the other head fairies had accepted.

Everybody in the Timmy Cave had fallen silent at Norm's words. No one had expected him to be so protective of Timmy. Then again, there were a lot of things that had been happening in Dimmsdale, and for that matter in Fairy World, that no one had expected either.

"Good," said Norm, noting the quiet atmosphere, "A.J. I need to talk to you for a second, alone."

"Okay," A.J answered., "let's go in that room over there."

And with that, A.J. and the genie left the main area of the Timmy Cave.

Wanda's hair had finally cooled down enough where it didn't throw sparks in every direction. Cosmo, then noticed something.

"Where's Poof?", the green haired Fairy asked.

"That's weird, " Timmy stated, "it was so loud and now it's so quiet. Do you think something's wrong?" He asked.

"I'm not sure Turner," replied Jorgen, "let me check it out though." Then The Toughest Fairy in the Universe stopped and added,

"Timmy, you get your rest. I'm glad, well; we are all glad you're doing better."

After Jorgen left the room, Timmy noticed a round purple ball on the table near his bed.

"Poof?," questioned Timmy.

Poof appeared in his normal fairy form and went over to Timmy and gave him a hug. Timmy returned the hug. However, Poof still looked sad.

"What's wrong li'l bro?," asked Timmy, "I'm doing better."

"Poof, Poof," replied Poof, "A.J. fix you and you're better."

"So why the long face Poof," asked the buck toothed eleven year old.

"What if you break so bad," said Poof lip quivering, "that A.J. not able to fix you."

Isabella felt very excited. Could it possibly be that Phineas was finally, finally going to admit to having feelings for the Jewish-Mexican girl? Could it be that Phineas Flynn was not quite as clueless as he seemed?

"Earlier, when you asked me if I had known that boy from Dimmsdale and I said no, I got the sense that you didn't believe me."

"Yes," replied Isabella, obviously confused at where this conversation was going.

"Well the truth is," started Phineas, "I have kind of seen him before. I had a dream about him last night."

Isabella's heart sank. Phineas was just as oblivious as ever. Or was he. There was one way to find out.

"You had a dream about him," questioned Isabella.

"Yes," said Phineas, "but before I've never really met him before. I wonder who he is."

"Well," replied Isabella, "there's one way to find out, do you still have that print-out of the sheet about the Dimmsdale Victims?"

"No," answered Phineas, "I gave it back to Ferb."

"No problem," stated Isabella, "we'll look it up on my computer."

Isabella got her laptap up and punched in some keywords. Phineas was directly behind her,looking at the screen. Sure enough, the article that Ferb had showed up on the screen.

"It says here his name is Timmy Turner," replied Isabella.

Isabella stared at the boy's picture for a second, and then added,

"You know. He's really, really cute. Since you "kind of" know him Phineas maybe you can introduce us?"