HUGE shoutout to Prince4025 on Reddit for saying that this story is their favorite FOP fanfic. Wow, that's quite the honor! Thank you so much!

"Thanks again for watching Timothy, Mr.-I mean, Father!"

"Don't mention it, son!" Pappy waved back. "Thanks for finally letting me spend some more time with 'im! Tell your wife I said hello, and that she's a very lucky woman!"

"That she is. Very well, ta-ta!" 'Mr. Turner' waved as he left his 'dad's' house with Timmy.

"Ah, I did a good job with that boy. Don't remember all the fancy talk, though. I didn't raise my son on that high-fallutin' poppycock! Oh well, maybe it's just the ol' memory goin'. Now where'd I leave my cane, again?" Pappy said to himself as he scratched his head with his cane before shrugging and closing the door.

As soon as they were a safe distance away, Anti-Cosmo poofed back into himself. Well, back into his pale-skinned, blue-haired human form, at least. He then shuddered. "Just having that man's appearance makes me feel so unclean. And that voice! So grating!"

Timmy sighed happily. "Oh yeah, I needed that. Thanks for letting me visit Pappy again, A.C. Even if we had to trick him. Oh, and thanks for just disguising yourself as my dad instead of warping Pappy's memory."

"My pleasure, Timothy." Anti-Cosmo answered back despite his inhibitions. "Unlike your parents, I am more than willing to let you visit your relatives. Just because you are no longer living with them, doesn't mean you should forget your family, after all."

"Heh, yeah." Timmy then blinked and looked up while shielding his eyes. "Whew, it's kinda hot today…"

"So, is that all? Shall we head back to Anti-Fairy World, then?" The anti-fairy then chuckled upon hearing his godson's stomach rumble. "I could whip us up some supper."

"Actually…would you mind if we ate somewhere down here? It's not that I don't like your cooking, it's just…"

"The cheap and processed food products have an abject air of familiarity one can't help but feel nostalgic for?"

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

"I completely understand, Timothy. Where would you like to go?"

"Hmm, how about there?" Timmy asked, pointing at a building. His guardian raised his eyebrows at the place, but shrugged and headed inside.

"Well, Timothy, color me intrigued." Anti-Cosmo admitted once they were sitting at a small two-person table and their food had arrived. "Of all of Dimmsdale's more..ludicrous business establishments, even I would never have guessed there to be a combination pizza, hat, and lightbulb store." Anti-Cosmo looked around at people not only eating pizza like them, but also looking at hat racks and shelves of lightbulbs.

"I think my Uncle Ty met his wife here." Timmy remarked as he ate his pizza. Anti-Cosmo then took a small bite of his slice as well. "Hm, not terrible. Still, it could use some of our special 'Friday the 13th Lovers' touch."

Once Timmy had swallowed, he rolled his eyes. "Right. Who wouldn't want to eat a pizza where they get crushed by a safe every time they take a bite?"

"I believe that was the pizza that officially won the title of 'Best in the Universe'?" Anti-Cosmo answered back with a joking smirk.

"Har-de-har."

"Timmy?!"

Timmy turned around to see a familiar face. "Mr. Dinkleberg?!"

"Hi, Timmy! It's been ages since I've last seen you!" The balding man greeted.

"Yeah, back at you, Mr. Dinkleberg. What are you doing here?"

"I always buy my lightbulbs here. This is the only place in town that spells the special high-end, eco-friendly bulbs I like. They're a little pricey, but that's no problem for me!" Mr. Dinkleberg then turned to face Anti-Cosmo. "And to whom do I owe the pleasure, Mr.?"

"Antiman. Julius Cosmo Antiman, godfather to Master Timothy." The disguised anti-fairy greeted, shaking Dinkleberg's hand.

"Sheldon Dinkleberg. I'm Timmy's next door neighbor." The man said, eagerly returning the shake (and making no comment on how cold the other man's skin was). "Though I actually haven't seen the little tyke around the neighborhood in what feels like years! I was beginning to think that his folks sent him off to some special boarding school or something."

"Oh heavens, no. They just hired some extra help. You know how busy the Turners are. I'm honestly surprised they had enough time to raise their own child." Anti-Cosmo casually laughed, which only made Timmy that much more uneasy. "In any case, Timothy's told me a good deal about you, and your friendship with his father."

"Ha ha, right!" Timmy awkwardly responded, gulping down the last of his pizza. "Well, it was nice to see you again, Mr. Dinkleberg, but we really should be going…"

"Hang on there, Timmy, I'm just about done shopping, so how about you two come over to my place for some tea? I'd love to catch up a bit."

"That sounds delightful. Wouldn't you say so, Timothy?"

"Um…sure, that sounds great."

"Wonderful! I'll just pay for these lightbulbs and we'll be on our way." Mr. Dinkleberg then walked off.

"Why did you agree to go with him?"

"I did not want to be rude, my boy. Besides, who turns down an invitation to tea?"

"What if he asks too many questions about what I've been doing, or who you are, or-"

"Oh come now, Timothy. How many years of covering up your various secrets and you only now doubt your own abilities? Besides, just say the word and I can erase his memory of you ever having existed." Anti-Cosmo twirled his wand around in his hand for emphasis.

"Yeah, you're right, A.C. And don't erase his memory just yet. I don't wanna have to do that with everyone."

"But of course."

At that moment, Dinkleberg came back and the other two followed him out of the store. As they walked, an ice cold breeze blew at their skin. "That's weird." Timmy said, shivering a little.

"Ah, the Dimmsdale park!" Chloe said to herself as she happily skipped down the concrete pathway. "The perfect place for a few good deeds! And boy, do we have a full itinerary today!" She said to Poof, who was scampering alongside her in the form of a small purple hamster.

"In about half an hour, the official Chloe Carmichael Eco Day (sponsored by my parents, of course) begins where everyone gets together and helps clean up the park for our animal friends! Ooh, I can't wait! Well, actually I can!" Chloe then led Poof behind a tree and whispered to him, "because half an hour is plenty of time to help some sad folks!"

"Poof poof?"

"Oh, you know, the park is a great place for people to go when they have a crushing problem too big for them to deal with. Which is where we Carmichaels come in! We're like gondoliers, guiding people through the troubled waters of their lives. So if you please, Poof." The hamster promptly waved his rattle and conjured up a striped circus-like tent and a small wooden stand in front of it.

"Free therapy!" Chloe called out. "If you're feeling down on this wonderful, yet admittedly unusually warm day, then come on in and talk it out with me, Chloe Carmichael, the metaphorical gondolier! Step right up!"

A slightly obese man with green eyes, thinning blonde hair, an excess of body hair, and dressed in a white tank top and red gym shorts walked up. "Well, I've got some issues I've been trying to deal with for a while, if you're willing to listen…"

"Always, good sir! Please step into my therapy tent and let's see what I can do for you!" Chloe led the man into the tent and winked down at Poof, who followed her in.

"Here you boys go." Dinkleberg said as he poured tea into two cups on his coffee table. Anti-Cosmo picked up one, and shortly afterward, Timmy picked up the other. The boy stared down into the brown liquid while the disguised anti-fairy took a sip. "Mmm. Now that is what I am talking about. The flavor is exquisite, Sheldon."

"Oh, you're too kind, Julius." Dinkleberg returned. Timmy, of course, was not exactly one for tea, but he didn't want to be rude (especially in the vicinity of his godfather), so after another second, the boy sipped from his cup as well, only for his eyes to widen and only just stop himself from doing a spit take. "Wow! Um, I mean, this is…interesting tea, Mr. Dinkleberg. Um, what kind is it?"

"Onion tea." Dinkleberg answered. "I always keep plenty of onions stocked up for any onion-lovers I happen to meet. Pardon me if I don't take any myself, gentlemen. I'm deathly allergic to onions."

Timmy blinked. "Then why the heck do you-"

"Oh, we don't mind at all, Sheldon. This is a very nice change of pace from what I usually take. Of course, there really is no replacement for good old chamomile, now is there?" Anti-Cosmo and Dinkleberg shared a good chuckle at that.

"This is nice. I'm glad you decided to stop over, Timmy. Care to take some onions home with you? Or maybe a new bike? Some good old-fashioned cash from the reward I was given for saving those orphans from a burning school bus? Oh, don't worry about it; being a good Samaritan is more than enough reward for me."

Timmy glanced from Dinkleberg to his tea, then set the cup back on the table. "Yeah, about that, Mr. Dinkleberg. Now that I'm here and everything, there's something I've kinda been meaning to ask you."

"Well, by all means!"

"It's just that, um, you know my dad…hates you, right?"

"Timothy!"

"Now now, Julius, we're all friends here. And I did say 'by all means', didn't I? In any case, yes, I am aware your dad thinks I'm some evil jerk who's out to destroy him, but I really don't mind. It's good to have some healthy neighborly rivalry, like when I sometimes show off that my wife and I can afford nicer things than you because we have more money and no kids-uh, no offense."

"None taken, but that's kind of what I've been wondering. I know that when you were in high school, you dated my mom for a bit. And if you're such a nice guy, then why did you just dump her the second you got rich? You broke her heart!"

Dinkleberg sighed. "I have few regrets in this life, Timmy, but of the ones that I do, probably one of the biggest is how I handled that. Of course, your mother is a great girl, and I do cherish the time we dated, but not too much, right honey?" He called out.

"Right, dear!" Mrs. Dinkleberg answered from the kitchen.

Dinkleberg chuckled. "Anyway, this is a little embarrassing for me to admit now, but part of the reason why I dated your mother was because she was, you know, rich."

Timmy raised an eyebrow. "Rich? My mom's not rich."

Now it was Dinkleberg's turn to look surprised. "Well, of course she is. Or at least her parents are."

"My mom's parents? Grandpa Vlad and Grandma Gladys? They're just foreign weirdos!"

"Manners, Timothy." Anti-Cosmo admonished.

"Well, they are! The only times I ever saw them were when they would come down for that stupid Ustinkistanian holiday, Yaksgiving. It was torture! Not only would Mom and Dad make me sleep in the backyard so they could stay in my room, but they would bring over a ton of yaks that would trample me every day they stayed over! They definitely didn't seem like the rich type, they would just dress in their weird clothes and talk with their weird accents…"

"Hm. Well, that's not how I knew them." Dinkleberg said. "When we were growing up, you could definitely tell they were the owners of 'Yak in the Box'."

Timmy's eyes widened. "Yak in the Box?! That massive restaurant chain known for selling yak meat? One of the most recognizable fast food joints in the country?!"

"Mm-hmm." Dinkleberg nodded. "Your grandparents founded the restaurant after they moved here from Ustinkistan."

"Really? I had no idea."

"Well, I did. And I figured if things worked out between me and your mother, well-"

"So you only loved her for her money?" Timmy said with a sly grin.

Dinkleberg blushed. "Please understand, I always knew I was suited for the…finer things in life. It was always in the cards for me to be financially stable and able to indulge both myself and my wife. For a time, I just thought that stability would happen at the same time as the wife."

Timmy chuckled, then looked puzzled again. "But I still don't understand. My parents are middle-class. They had to use up my college fund whenever they wanted to splurge on anything. If my mom was loaded that whole time…"

"Well, that was where, uh, problems started coming in, Timmy. As great as your mother was, there were a couple, let's say snags in our future plans. The first, as you mentioned, was the fact that she didn't want to rely on her parents' fortune and instead try to make it on her own. Which was great, it just..wasn't what I had in mind. The other thing was that Barnaby, well, wanted a kid. Aaand I didn't. Now don't get me wrong, I love kids. I'm always happy to help needy tykes or donate to charities or orphanages." Dinkleberg then closed his eyes and held up a hand. "But I won't have any living with me. That is where I draw the line. Of course, your mother didn't see it that way."

Timmy nodded. "And so when all those scientists gave you your own money, you didn't need to marry into it anymore."

"Exactly. 'Course, I still wish I hadn't been so harsh when I broke up with her. Every chance I get, I try to make up for it by helping you guys out and extending a friendly hand."

"Wait, is that why you're so nice to us all the time? To apologize?"

"Well that and just to be a good neighbor."

"Huh. Well, I'm sure my mom's forgiven you by now. My dad, not so much. But honestly, I wouldn't worry about it too much. After all, even though you made my mom sad, that was what gave my dad the chance to cheer her up and get together with her. So heck, it might be thanks to that that I was even born!"

Dinkleberg smiled. "Thanks for saying that, Timmy. And after all, everything pretty much worked out in the end, right? I met my true soulmate and we get to live the life we want, and you and your folks get to do your thing. I know how much they wanted a, er, well, a kid…"

"Heh heh. You don't have to sugarcoat it, Mr. Dinkleberg. I know my parents wanted a girl. And if I remember correctly, you weren't so thrilled about me being a dude either! 'Hope they don't have a boy,' ring a bell?" Timmy asked, forgetting that he was supposedly still a fetus when Mr. Dinkleberg made that comment. Fortunately, Sheldon either didn't notice or didn't question it.

"Hey, I only said that because I knew firsthand how much your mother wanted a daughter. I was worried how they would handle it if they did end up having a son instead!"

"A worry that was not entirely unfounded." Anti-Cosmo added.

"Hey, I'm the one who always had to hear it. My whole life I've had to hear my own parents gripe about getting the opposite of what they always wanted. Imagine if they actually did have a daughter, though?" Timmy laughed. "But I guess that's silly at this point."

Meanwhile, across the street, Sophia Turner suddenly looked up from the writing she was doing at the Carmichael's currently vacant dining room table.

"Something wrong, Sophia?" Asked Lyle in the midst of pouring raw meatballs into Anti-Sparky's food bowl.

Sophia glanced around and scratched at her neck. "I dunno. I just felt a chill all of a sudden."

Chloe stepped out of her therapy tent, shortly followed by a tall woman with flowing blonde hair, piercing green eyes, and an hourglass figure that perfectly fit into a red two-piece bikini. Poof then scampered behind, looking a bit weirded out.

"Well, did you enjoy our talk, ma'am?" Chloe asked.

The woman blinked twice and shook her head. "Why yes. In fact I feel great!" She said in a sultry feminine voice. "I don't even remember what I was upset about! Now if you'll excuse me, sweetie, I'm going to go fishing for some hunks, like I always do!"

"Happy to help!" Chloe called out as the lady strutted off. "Well, that took up just about enough time to get ready for Eco Day! Let's see who else has turned up, shall we?" Chloe walked over to an area of the park that was covered in garbage. A few people had started to gather. After saying hi to a few adults, Chloe saw a familiar face.

"Oh hey, Missy!" Chloe waved to her fellow Crème Puff.

"Hi, Chloe." Missy waved back. "So you set all this up?"

"Yup. And not a moment too soon! Look at all this!" The blonde-haired girl gestured to all the litter around her. "Littering is the worst offense in my book! I mean, think of all the animals who have to live in this!"

"I know, right?!" Said a girl with puffy brown hair and yellow clothes and she walked up to the two of them. "It's so unfair to the poor things!"

Missy giggled. "Chloe, this is my bestie, Kristina. Krissie, this is who I told you about."

"Nice to meet you, Chloe." said Kristina, shaking Chloe's hand. "Hope it's okay I brought Clementine here." She pointed to a dog that resembled a golden retriever, yet its fur was bright pink. The patch of fur on the top of its head was slightly wavy, as was a bit of the end of the dog's tail. Additionally, the dog had green eyes and a floating crown above its head. "She loves coming to the park with me."

"Oh, not at all! I love dogs! In fact, I love all animals!"

"Really? Me too!" Kristina gushed. "I love coming to this park and watching the squirrels and birds."

"Ooh! My favorite watching is owl watching! Did you know that there are over two hundred species of owls in the world?"

"Two hundred and fifty, by the most recent study." informed Kristina.

"Yes! My goal is to see all of them! Not just the species, but EVERY. SINGLE. OWL!"

"...You know that's not exactly possible, since owls are, you know, an actively reproducing species and all." Kristina stated, prompting another giggle from Missy.

While Chloe and Kristina nerded out, Poof scampered in front of the pink dog. His eyes went wide in recognition. Clementine smiled, raised a hairy finger to her lips, and made a shushing motion while winking at the purple hamster. The baby glanced at their "owners" and nodded back at Clementine.

"Well come on, everybody, let's get this Eco Day started!" Chloe announced to the small group that had formed. "The animals aren't gonna pick up the trash for us, you know!"

Poof and Clementine smiled as they watched Chloe get the ground riled up. After a moment, however, Clementine noticed a small dog walking past her. That wouldn't have been so unusual, though, if it hadn't been for the fact that the new dog's fur was completely green. The two disguised fairies watched as the green dog walked up to a small crevice at the button of one of the trees. The dog glanced around, then took a deep breath and, to the fairies' surprise, blew a small cluster of green sparkles from its mouth into the opening. Some small eyeballs briefly became visible in the darkness before a handful of rabbits hopped out into the light. Then the young and older fairies watched in surprise as the bunnies suddenly stood up on their hind legs and walked over to a pile of trash on the ground. They subsequently started picking it up and depositing it in the proper bins.

The green dog smiled in satisfaction before a cloud of green fairy dust surrounded it. When it cleared, the dog had been replaced by a green monkey. Said primate then climbed the tree until it was sitting in its top branches. It then pinched at its own furry arm and grabbed a small handful of the same green sparkles, which it then tossed into the branches around it. A few squirrels dropped down and proceeded to join the rabbits in picking up the litter as Chloe and the others watched in astonishment.

"...Or maybe they will…" Chloe trailed off. Poof and Clementine looked back up at the green monkey that was watching the critters from above. Despite the obvious magic and unnatural color scheme, the small beast lacked the telltale fairy crown that the other two pretend animals did. The monkey then scampered down the tree and off into some bushes. After a moment of checking with each other, Poof and Clementine hurried after it.

"Well, so long, fellas!" Dinkleberg said as he waved after Timmy and Anti-Cosmo. "It was great seeing you again, Timmy! And meeting you, Julius!"

"And you as well, Sheldon. We simply must do this again, sometime. Ta-ta."

"Yeah, see ya, Mr. Dinkleberg!"

Timmy and Anti-Cosmo turned right and continued walking down the sidewalk towards Timmy's old house until Dinkleberg shut the door. The two made sure the coast was clear and promptly stopped.

Timmy looked up at his godparent. "Julius?"

"It's my middle name. And Cosmo's as well, for the record." Anti-Cosmo said without missing a beat. "Well, that was fun. Shall we head home, then?"

"Yeah, I am glad we-" Timmy then noticed something land on his nose. "What the-?" He looked up to see a small flurry had started. "What the heck? It's snowing? Isn't it too soon for that? It's October! And a little while ago it was super hot! Dimmsdale's weather has been crazy before, but not like this! What's going on?"

"Hmm." Anti-Cosmo studied the snowfall for a moment. "I do believe I have a theory. Here. Try these." He brought out his wand and poofed a pair of what looked like futuristic glasses onto Timmy's face.

"Wait, aren't these the glasses that I needed to see the anti-fairies? At least before Jorgen changed the rule."

"These are functioning on a different setting. Look around."

"Alright." Timmy looked around and saw something through the viewing screen of his new glasses. They were tiny floating creatures that only bore the slightest resemblance to fairies. They had the same wands and wings, yet they lacked the floaty crowny things. Also, their heads were very different. Rather than having human-like heads, their faces were round and completely white. Furthermore, they had white protrusions topping their scalps that resembled snowflake branches on some and icicles on others. Their arms and legs had a human-like skin tone, yet their torsos were covered by white one-piece outfits that matched the color of their heads. The little things were flying around and waving their wands; and wherever they did, the flurry seemed to pick up a little more.

"What the heck are those things?!"

"Winter Fairies, Timothy."

"Winter Fairies?!"

"The bringers of ice and snow. Wherever they go, they spread the experience of being the furthest away from the sun in the Earth's revolution. As you can imagine, they are constantly at odds with the Summer Fairies. Oh, look, there are some now." Timmy followed Anti-Cosmo's finger and through the goggles, saw more fairy-like creatures, only these seemed to have fires for heads and wore orange clothes. The Summer Fairies were waving their wands and not only making the flurry stop, but making the sun shine through the clouds, making the temperature rapidly rise.

"What the heck? Winter Fairies? Summer Fairies? I've never heard of either of those! And how does that even work, I thought the weather just happened, you know, on its own?"

"Oh it does, they aren't real fairies."

"Wait, what?"

"I shall admit, even I do not know the true nature of these creatures, but I do know that they are only called into being to serve the Seasons."

"The..Seasons?"

"Yes. Janet, Maybelle, Augustus, and Octavius. The quadruplet children of Mother Nature and Father Time. They each have a preference for a certain time of year, hence the title. And with their powerful magic derived directly from their mother, they can make changes to the weather in order to reflect said time of year. Of course, as is the case with all siblings, they occasionally squabble. One will want to change things early, one will decide they want a freak storm or sunny day where it does not belong, and of course they can never decide on when exactly to hand over the reins, so they call upon their personal peons to change the weather however and whenever they see fit."

"So we get snow in October."

"Yes. Let us just hope it doesn't get to the point where-" Like a sudden lightswitch had been flipped, the scene was suddenly thrust into darkness.

"And there it is." Anti-Cosmo said resignedly.

Timmy looked up at the full moon, not in shock, but in realization. "You know, I wondered why sometimes the sun just randomly went down for a minute." As soon as he finished speaking, the sky switched back from nighttime to the time of day it had been before. "That's because of these Winter Fairies?"

"No, only the Seasons themselves have the power to affect the Earth's rotation in such a manner. This fight must be more serious than I thought. To my knowledge, the last time it got this bad was when they made the sun set, then rise, then caused a rain shower, a snow storm, then night and day again all in the span of an hour!"

"You know, that actually sounds kinda familiar…"

"I wouldn't be surprised. They do like to use Dimmsdale as a sort of 'battle ground' for these little spats of theirs, after all."

"Wait, really?"

"Indeed. Why do you think this place is such a geographical anomaly? Surrounded by beaches, deserts, great forests, volcanoes, and snow-capped mountains simultaneously?"

"...Huh." Timmy then had to shield his eyes from blinding sunlight that was quickly melting all the snow on the ground. "So what should we do?"

"We must find the source of the conflict. Come." Anti-Cosmo said as he led Timmy down the street.

Clementine and Poof followed the green monkey through a bush and into a small clearing surrounded by trees. The two disguised fairies stopped in surprise when they saw a fair-skinned woman dressed in a purple shirt and pants. Her shoes were black flats and her hair was long, black and wavy with two thick braids falling around her face and purple highlights the same striking shade as her irises. Perched in her hair was a large purple flower. Finally, she was wearing a black apron, fittingly so as she stood in front of an easel with a paintbrush in her hand.

The woman turned towards the two and smiled. "Well? Are you two going to stand there, or are you going to let me get a good look at you? The real you, that is." She added with a wink.

Clementine looked the woman over for a moment before raising her wand. Before Poof could register what was happening, the other fairy had poofed both of them back to normal. The baby squeaked in alarm and tried to hide behind his pink-haired elder (the one who wasn't his mother, mind you).

"It's alright, Baby Poof." Clementine reassured him. "I think I know who this is. You're one of Mother Nature's quadruplets, aren't you? The Seasons? Spring, specifically, if I had to take a guess." She said, looking around at the unusually green trees.

"Call me Maybelle." The woman introduced. Poof blinked in surprise when he saw that the other magical being, despite looking human, was floating a few inches off the ground; which at least convinced him that she was safe to be around. He slowly floated out from behind Clementine and put his little hands together respectfully.

"I prefer to not trample the brilliant green grass if I can help it." Maybelle explained. "It might muck up the scenery, then how would I ever get any painting done?"

"Painting?" Clementine asked as she and Poof got a good look at Maybelle's easel. She was in the midst of painting a slightly blurry picture of a couple of large patches of grass with purple tulip-like flowers growing out of them. A real-life version of the same flowers was on the ground in front of her.

"Yes, my precious watercolors." Maybelle said excitedly. She then snapped her fingers and floating paintings suspended in green auras appeared all around them depicting various springtime scenes. From birds on branches to jungle cats to dogs to shacks surrounded by greenery to even a beach at sunset. All of them were strikingly detailed.

"I make my own paint, too. Use only the freshest springwater." Maybelle explained. "My art simply will not be good enough otherwise. Hence my recent efforts to help those silly humans with their cleanup that you are no doubt here about. Can't have any of that filth messing up my muse, after all."

"Oh my. Well, these are all very lovely; but, yes, you do seem to be making quite a scene out there with your furry little helpers. Of course, I'm sure it'll be no big deal for my Kristina, she loves animals, and I'll admit, the animals around here do seem to be quite smart already…"

"Thank you." Maybelle said with a little bow. "I have always had a special connection with the animal kingdom, hence why I have my Spring Fairies take their forms." She said as the green monkey scampered up onto her arm and poofed into a fairy-like being with a green sideways oval-shaped head with a few white flowers growing from it, a matching green one-piece outfit, bare limbs, and forest green eyes.

"And I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the lasting effects their magic has on the local wildlife. Definitely makes our job easier, doesn't it, Juju?" Maybelle asked of the Spring Fairy, who eagerly nodded.

Poof blinked in confusion, prompting Clementine to smile down at him. "Haven't you noticed how the animals here are smarter than they should be? And how some of them even walk like humans? Well, it's not exactly supposed to be like that."

"...Ohhhh." Poof said as he thought back.

"Yup. Maybelle here is responsible for that."

"Hey, as much as I appreciate humans who stand up for all those cute animals, it'd be better if they could stand up for themselves, isn't that right, my children?"

Several more Spring fairies popped into visibility at that question, giggling amongst themselves. One of them with a bluish-green outfit, forest green eyes, and black and green hair waved green sparkles from his wand over a very chunky squirrel who was absentmindedly stuffing an acorn in its mouth. The animal then promptly spit out the acorn as he got smarter and marched down the tree branch he had been sitting in and out to join his fellow critters.

"Mm-hmm. Those little darlings should have the park cleaned up in no time. Then I will be able to finish my watercolors uninterrupted!" But as soon as Maybelle turned back around to paint the patch of grass in front of her, an orange leaf suddenly landed in it. The painter looked up in surprise to see that the once-green leaves on the tree in front of her were changing colors faster than naturally possible and quickly falling off.

"Oh no you don't!" Maybelle growled. She snapped her fingers and several Spring Fairies rushed to work, using either wands or their hands to magic the leaves back onto the tree and turn them green again. A few more rushed into the tree itself, where a bit of scuffling was heard. After which the Spring Fairies tumbled back out of the tree with a few scuffs and bruises. The instigators then floated out of the once-again changing tree: yet more fairy-like beings with brown bodies and heads. Their heads were more rectangular, and had twigs or dead grass sprouting from their heads; in the case of the former, it looked like they had miniature trees for heads. The newcomers snickered at the ticked-looking Spring Fairies.

"Fall Fairies." Maybelle said in distaste. "Come on out, you!" She suddenly announced to seemingly no one in particular.

"Ready to give up, sister?" said a voice from nowhere. Clementine and Poof yelped and darted off to the side as a large furry form stepped out of the bushes. It resembled a bipedal wolf with gray fur and short white hair on its scalp. Its eyes were big and purple, matching the color of the rich purple tunic it wore around its body. Furthermore, its back legs were adorned with blue pants. Its clothes were rounded off with a blue cape around its shoulders with a red diamond-shaped clasp and a blue belt with a large round blue-and-white buckle.

"Not until my latest watercolor is done, Octavius!" Maybelle snapped back. "I need green to work! And stop trampling my models with those big paws of yours!"

"O-Oh my. That's Octavius? He's a little…different from what I pictured." Clementine stammered as she motioned for Poof to get behind her.

"The time for green is over, Maybelle." Octavius insisted. "It's autumn's time to shine, the time of Halloween and all creatures of the night!" Octavius then gave off a big howl that the two fairy spectators had to cover their ears for.

"Oh, spare me your stupid theatrics, little brother! This is for art!"

"We'll see about that! To heck with your insipid art!" Octavius then snapped his fingers. Several Fall Fairies poofed into existence beside him, ready to fight. The forces of Spring and Autumn paused for just a moment, standing each other down, when they suddenly darted forward as if an invisible bell had gone off (or a cartoony sound effect of one had been edited in). The Fall Fairies began firing blasts from their wands at the trees, turning patches of leaves back to brown, while the Spring Fairies fired their own blasts to reverse the effects as soon as they had been done. Some of the little green fliers, however, got irritated and started changing their targets from the Fall Fairies' effects to the Fall Fairies themselves. One Spring Fairy zapped a Fall Fairy with big round eyes and a short patch of dead grass on his head. The grass revitalized and flowers sprouted on the shocked Fall Fairy's scalp. While the Spring Fairy doubled over in laughter, the Fall Fairy growled and sent a blast right back at her. Said Fairy's laughter turned to shock as the bright ferns that made up her hair wilted and fell out until she was nearly bald. The two creatures then dissolved into a simple slap fight.

A short distance away, a Spring Fairy with long leafy hair noticed two Fall Fairies, a male and a female, changing a tree's leaves red and yellow. He sent a blast from his wand that hit the male, who spit out the large sliver of wood he had clenched in his teeth in surprise as the short stumpy tree that made up his head sprouted long willow tree branches of fresh green leaves that covered his eyes, making him fly around erratically due to not seeing where he was going. In retaliation, the female, who had green eyes and two jagged head branches pointing upwards like little horns, sent her own blast that made the Spring Fairy's own willow leaves wither and float away until there were only four green leaves left on his head and three dead ones resting on his scalp. In anger, the Spring Fairy tackled the Fall Fairy and they began fighting in midair while the other Fall Fairy continued flying around aimlessly.

While their subordinates duked it out around them, the siblings themselves decided to take matters into their own hands. "So, you call my masterpieces stupid, do you, Octi?"

"I said insipid, there's a difference! What of it?"

Maybelle smirked and magicked three of her paintings to join her latest in floating in front of her. The first was of a large brown spider perched on its web suspended between two branches with dew droplets all over it. The second showed a bird with red feathers and green tips on the wings and crest and a green, light green, and purple shaded crest sitting in a nest with an egg visible underneath it. The third depicted a black mole halfway out of the ground.

"They don't like being insulted!" Maybelle blasted a ray of green magic from her hands at the four paintings, and just like that, their subjects leapt off the canvases and into reality. In the case of the painting with the purple flowers, one of them stepped out and not only grew to a human size, but also turned anthropomorphic, with leafy arms ending in claw-like hands, legs made from roots, and the bulb below the flower swelling out a bit and growing two angry-looking eyes and a sneering mouth.

"My babies, let's show this charlatan what we think of Springtime haters!" Maybelle called out with a grin as the four watercolors ran at Octavius, who just growled and ran to meet them as well.

"I've heard of sibling rivalries, but this is a little out of hand. We'd better go get our godchildren away from this warzone!" Clementine said to Poof. The baby nodded in agreement; the two then left the makeshift arena with no one paying them any mind.

Anti-Cosmo led Timmy to the middle of town, where the last of the people were ducking inside the nearest building to avoid the sudden snowstorm. After a moment, the pair found themselves behind the Wall 2 Wall Mart, where there were many large snow piles building up but no people in sight. With the coast clear, Anti-Cosmo poofed back to his normal form. "We must stop these meddling miscreants before they either bury the town in snow-" A few blistering hot rays of sunshine suddenly washed over them, beginning to melt the snow as well as make them start sweating. "Or burn it alive."

"Yeah, but how? There are too many of them!" Timmy said, looking up at all the Winter and Summer Fairies invisibly flying around. "And knowing my luck, I can't just wish these things away?"

"I'm afraid not. The raw Nature magic flowing through them means that simple, wish-granting anti-magic isn't enough to affect them." Anti-Cosmo's eyes suddenly lit up. "But perhaps…"

Timmy resisted the urge to gulp. He had only seen that look on his godfather's face a few times before. Back when they were enemies. Just before things went very badly. His fears were confirmed when an evil grin spread over Anti-Cosmo's face. "Yes, yes, that could work! Hahahahaha!" He laughed with a storm cloud crackling behind him right before a swarm of Summer Fairies pushed it away. "This way, Timothy!" He said excitedly, grabbing the child's arm and pulling him along.

"Wh-where are we going?"

"We're going to need mirrors. Lots and lots of mirrors!"

Timmy grunted as he set down the last mirror. Anti-Cosmo floated down to him, still grinning like a madman. "Alright, we are just about ready!"

"Ready for what? Why'd you ask me to lay all these down?" Timmy asked, referring to the street in which lay numerous scattered mirrors that Anti-Cosmo had poofed up and asked him to lay flat on the ground. "And what have you been doing?"

"Oh, just setting up. Now for the next phase of my brilliant plan!" Anti-Cosmo said with glee.

"What plan?! What's going on, A.C.!"

Anti-Cosmo smirked, then raised his wand and changed himself into a housefly with his own head. Timmy watched with wide eyes as the head anti-fairy buzzed up to one of the Winter Fairies. He nestled his small body into the drone's thick icicle hair. Anti-Cosmo crawled down to where the creature's ear would be and whispered something. Both the Winter Fairy's bright green eyes and grin widened before she zoomed off.

Though Timmy couldn't tell due to Anti-Cosmo's small size, he repeated the process with several more Winter Fairies. After he finished with one who had a pointy nose, dark blue eyes, and intricate snowflake hair, he flew back down to Timmy and resumed his normal form.

"Okay, what did you do?"

"Oh, I simply made a humble suggestion that the Winter Fairies could gain the upper hand against the Summer Fairies by conjuring a hailstorm."

"What?!"

"Speaking of which, we might need these." Anti-Cosmo then poofed up a pair of umbrellas for them just as baseball-sized hailstones began falling all around them.

"How the heck does tricking those guys into making a dang hailstorm help us?!"

"And three, two, one…"

Timmy was just about to ask his godfather what he was counting down for when he heard a cracking noise, then another, and then another. He quickly saw the source: the hailstones were breaking the mirrors he had set down.

The human's eyes widened, finally getting the gist. "Ohhhh."

"Mm-hmm." Anti-Cosmo smiled, looking quite proud of himself. His wand started glowing with dark blue magic. "Now, let's see, I think I shall start with…you!" He pointed his wand at one of the Winter Fairies. A cloud of blue magic suddenly engulfed it and when it cleared, the small white being was gone.

"Holy cow!" Timmy exclaimed. Anti-Cosmo just smiled and started doing the same thing with more of the Winter Fairies. Sometimes, he would get multiple with the same cloud. When most of them were gone, he spun his wand proudly.

"What the heck was that?!"

"That, Timothy, was how you get rid of these nuisances! As I stated previously, my magic alone isn't enough to counter the Nature magic that flows through their bodies, but tricking them into breaking a few mirrors gives my magic the bad luck boost it needs!"

"But did you have to kill them?!"

"Oh, I doubt I did that. Admittedly, I don't know precisely what I did; again, I don't understand these beings nearly as much as I would like, but it was just a spot of misfortune, nothing more. And now for the next part." Anti-Cosmo then flew up to one of the Summer Fairies, a very ticked looking female with what looked like a vertical white scar over her left eye. She seemed to be trying to get her fiery head to flare up again after it had gotten dim via the hail.

"Are you going to let those Winter Fairies do that to you?" Anti-Cosmo asked the fire fae, getting her attention. "I would suggest that you and your comrades blow those fiends away with some actual summer wind, hmm, what do you think of that?"

The Summer Fairy's fierce red eyes narrowed in determination as she nodded. She flew to where many of her companions were and conveyed the plan. They all agreed, then as a big group, they waved their wands and sent a torrent of warm breeze at the few remaining Winter Fairies that hadn't contributed to the hailstorm, sending them flying.

"Simpletons." Anti-Cosmo snickered. "Now watch, Timothy." Timmy did watch, and over on the next street, where the breeze was blowing towards, the ten-year-old could see what Anti-Cosmo had been doing while he had been laying down the mirrors. There, set up all down the street, were giant ladders. And on top of each of those ladders was a salt shaker. So not only were the tumbling Winter Fairies sent under the ladders, but the wind itself pushed over the salt shakers, sending them falling and crashing down on the asphalt below.

"Just as I planned." Anti-Cosmo said eagerly as his wand went brimming with more bad luck magic eager to be used on those who had instigated it. He then repeated the same zapping process he did before, taking out the Summer Fairies and last few Winter Fairies by storm until they were all gone. With that, the snowfalls and excessive sunshine stopped.

"And that is how you do it like an anti-fairy." Anti-Cosmo said whilst spinning his wand in victory.

"Wow. I gotta hand it to ya, A.C., you got 'em all."

"Yes. Now with the peanut gallery out of the way, we should now have an easier time tracking down the true cause of all this." Anti-Cosmo looked at his wand for a moment and seemed to see something. "Hm. I am detecting a strong concentration of Nature Magic over by the beach. Come." With that, he poofed himself and Timmy away just as people were starting to come outside again.

"We'd better tell Kristina and Chloe to get out of the park until all this chaos is over," Clementine started once she and Poof had gotten back to the main park area where Chloe's Eco Day was taking place, specifically just behind the tree line so they were out of sight, only for both of them to stop when they saw that things weren't much less chaotic than they were with the warring seasons. Animals were running amok (and on two legs, to boot). Sure, they had picked up a lot of the trash that had been lying around, but now they were trying to return it to sender.

"Wait, wait, can't we talk about this?!" Elmer wailed right before the buff squirrel dunked him in a huge pile of trash. After the rodent walked away to find another victim, the boy sat up and spit out a tin can. He then glanced at his cheek. "No, we're not going to go at them with a weed whacker! Ugh, sometimes you're worse than Vicky…"

Clementine squinted, then motioned for Poof to look where she pointed. There, floating in the air and invisible to the humans, was a spring fairy with short, green and (literally) bushy hair. In both of his hands was a wand, and a third seemed to be held in his mouth. He was giggling as he flew around and released sparkles from all three of his wands, which were falling around the riled-up animals, which in turn were riling up the humans.

"Now, now, little friends." Chloe said as she was backed up against a tree by a group of tortoises and hares (ironic, huh?). "I know you're rightfully upset about all these people dumping trash in your home, but we're some of the good ones! We're here to help you! So let's just calm down and-ow! Ow!" Chloe's plea was cut off by a woodpecker landing on her and rapidly pecking the side of her head.

"Poof, we've gotta do something about all these ornery animals! But first thing's first, we've got to get all these people out of here first!" Clementine instructed. "But how to do that…oh, wait, that Chloe girl, she likes to help, right?"

"Poof poof." He nodded. She had no idea.

"Well, see if you can get her to round everyone up to leave the park. After all, she organized this Eco Day thing in the first place! I'll see if I can find-Kristina!" Clementine spotted her goddaughter trying to appease the buff squirrel, who had surrounded her with a small army of other squirrels and chipmunks.

"Don't worry, sweetie! Mama's coming!" Clementine exclaimed as she turned back into her pink retriever disguise and rushed over to her. Poof, meanwhile, was left to gauge his own path to get to Chloe without being seen by any of the panicking humans. Coming to a decision, he turned back into a hamster and scampered through the grass. He stopped when he came to the pond in the middle of the park; Chloe was just on the other side. Poof dove into the pond and changed into his goldfish form. He had swam about halfway across when a fish hook suddenly ploonked right beside him. Startled, Poof came up to the surface to see a Spring Fairy with brown eyes and tall grassy hair holding the fishing pole and smiling at him. Poof raised an eyebrow at him and then quickly moved to the side when the Spring minion reeled in an old boot that had been sitting at the bottom of the pond. The Spring Fairy examined the piece of trash, weighed it in his hand, then promptly chucked it at the back of Elmer's head, knocking the boy headfirst into a mud puddle. The Spring Fairy smiled at Poof again before flying away. Poof shook his head and continued on. He made it to shore and saw Chloe still trying to talk down the rabbits and tortoises in vain while holding the woodpecker that had been pecking her in her hand. Thinking quickly, the fairy baby changed from being a goldfish in the water to being a baby armadillo on land. Poof promptly curled into a ball and rolled himself straight into the crowd of critters, knocking them over like bowling pins. Chloe released the woodpecker (which flew away) in surprise. Poof changed back to normal and flew up to his godsister's face. "Poof poof!"

"What? What is it, Poof?"

Poof knit his eyebrows together in mild annoyance as he realized he was going to have to break this down for the do-gooder. "Poof." a stubby hand gestured at all the people getting terrorized by the park animals. "Poof." He gestured again, this time at Chloe. "Poof pooof." He finished by pointing at the gated exit to the park.

"Leave? But what about Eco Day? All the trash? They may be a little ornery right now, but animals are our friends, we can still save this!"

Poof stared at her with the same annoyed expression as a man in a green shirt ran by yelling at the top of his lungs due to a self-aware raccoon clawing at his black hair.

"...Fine." Chloe relented. "A little voice augmentation, please?"

Poof smiled and changed himself into a purple megaphone.

Meanwhile, Clementine bounded over to her goddaughter and used her canine form's teeth to growl menacingly at the crowd of squirrels, causing them to back off.

"Kristina, are you alright?"

"Clementine? Where have you been? Oh, never mind! I wish all these animals would calm down!"

"Ehh…" The fairy looked up at where the manic Spring Fairy was still showering pure unrestrained Nature magic from his three wands onto the increasingly grumpy animals. "I..think that's a little out of my reach for the moment."

"What do you mean?"

"Long story, sweetie. I'll explain later. What's important right now is we're going to have to take matters into our own hands to stop these guys."

"What?! And hurt cute little animals?"

"No no, don't think of it like that! Think of it like we're stopping them from hurting anybody else until Chloe can help get everyone out of here!"

On cue, Chloe's voice boomed across the park. "Okay! Everybody remain calm! Please disengage yourselves from the nearest angry animal and calmly follow me to the park exit!" Her voice seemed to shock some clarity back into the frantic Eco Day volunteers as they started heading towards the exit. The man in the green shirt calmly plucked the raccoon from his head as he followed the others.

"How did you know- never mind."

"You coming, Kristina?" Missy asked as she jogged past, for once trying to shoo away some bluebirds that were mercilessly trying to peck at her head.

"Be right with you!" She answered. After Missy left, she turned back to her godmother. "Now what?"

"Now we have to find some way to stop them all before they start rampaging through the town! We don't want that, do we?"

"No, but still, I don't wanna fight all these precious little things!"

"I'm not saying we should fight them ourselves; there must be another way, but what?"

Anti-Cosmo and Timmy reappeared on the bright shore of Dimmsdale Beach. Right away Timmy started fanning himself with his hand. "Hoo! It is hot! Especially for this time of year!"

"Indeed. And I believe I see the cause right over there." A.C. pointed with his wand at a single person laying on a tanning chair. Said person was an exceptionally buff man with flowing golden blonde hair and skin that spoke of a lifetime of tanning. The only clothing he wore was a pair of swim trunks with an American flag pattern: red and white stripes on the right side and blue with white stars representing all forty-nine states on the left. Floating next to him was a Summer Fairy with dark blue eyes and what looked to be two thin red antennae poking out of his flaming noggin. He was using his wand glow as bright as the sun, a comparison that was made even more fitting by the heat that was emanating from it and washing all over the man's already tanned body.

A.C. flew up to the man with Timmy cautiously following, still unsure of what to make of this man. The anti-fairy, on the other hand, knew exactly what. "Augustus of the Seasons, I presume?"

The man opened his bright green eyes. If they had been capable of being hurt by the sun, he would have been wearing sunglasses to tilt. "Wassup, lil' blue bro?"

"What's up is your lackeys in the sky, making the sun shine unreasonably hot for this time of year, is that correct?"

"Shyeah man, I gotta work on my tan, y'know?"

"I think Mark would get along great with this guy." Timmy mumbled.

"It looks like you're tan enough to me, sir." Anti-Cosmo said with only a slight air of haughtiness.

"Psh. There's no such thing as 'tan enough', man! You should try it! You seem the type to be pasty as heck under all that blue!"

"Heh, you should see him when he makes himself human!" Joked Timmy.

"Not the time, Timothy!"

"Ha ha, totally! You can have my spot, I think I'm gonna hit the waves for a bit!" Augustus said as he poofed up an American flag-patterned surfboard. Floating beside him, the Summer Fairy that had been tanning him was now wearing shades and was holding a tiny teal surfboard too. "Later, dudes!"

"Just a moment!" Anti-Cosmo interrupted, flying in front of the Season. "We must discuss how your followers have impacted the weather!"

"Yeah dude, and what about the Winter guys that your guys have been fighting with? They've been making a huge mess all over the place!"

"Winter-Oh yeah, my sis was here a bit ago, tryin' to start somethin' like she always does. She even made the sun go down a couple o' times just as I was gettin' my tannin' on. Like seriously, take a chill pill, sis, it should be easy for ya, hehe!"

Anti-Cosmo huffed, having come to realize he wasn't getting anywhere with Augustus. "And where is Miss Janet now, if I may ask?"

"Eh, I dunno, she took off a bit ago. Probably still around here somewhere, you could probably ask some o' my Summer bros. if they've seen 'er."

"Or you could just look up." A new voice called out from above them. The three craned their necks up to see a single cloud with a figure sitting on top. They leapt off and gracefully floated down until they were hovering an inch above the sand. Said figure was a woman with pale blue skin that was almost white. Her hair was light blue and seemed to be made of a frosty steam that flowed into a long ponytail which waved and floated behind her head. A blue conical elf-like hat was perched on her head. Sunglasses covered her eyes, but not her beaming smile. Finally, she was dressed in a suit consisting of a light blue jacket, a blue dress pants/shoes combo, and a white button-up shirt with a dark blue bow tie.

"Hey there. I'm Janet Carrie, Ruler of Winter." She introduced.

"Greetings. I am Anti-Cosmo, ruler of Anti-Fairy World."

"Uh, hi. I'm-"

Janet tilted her sunglasses to show piercing icy blue eyes. "Hey, I know you!"

"You..you do?"

"Yeah, you're that kid whose fairies won the Zappy for Overall Godparenting."

"Oh! Wow, that was a long time ago; I forgot all about that! You saw that?"

"Yeah, I was there with my mother! My dear siblings unfortunately couldn't make it for that particular red carpet event, but ho hum. Nice to meet you in person, though..I wanna say..Mikey?"

"It's 'Timmy'."

"Riiight, Timmy. Congrats again on the Zappy."

"Oh, heh, thanks."

"So, Miss Janet," Anti-Cosmo interjected, "We have noticed that there has been a sort of, let's say, 'diplomatic incident' between you and your brother Augustus? Would you mind explaining?"

"What's there to explain?" Janet said with a roll of her eyes.

"Aw, whatsa matter, sis? Can't handle all this?" Augustus said as he walked up to her and flexed his biceps, causing her to flinch away. "Ugh, enough with the showing off already! I can't stand it! This is why I unleashed my Winter Fairies on you! How can you still be out here in your swimsuit; I made it super cold!"

"You can't stop the beachy life or my beachy bod!" Augustus retorted as he continued to pose his muscular body with Janet putting a hand to her temple. "And stop making such a big deal out of your skin! We get it; you're tanned! You're always tanned! It's not special!"

"Ha! I wouldn't expect someone who has skin like a snowcone to understand-"

"Hey!"

"But someone who actually knows tanning can appreciate all the work I put into the most awesome results! Like this one time when some kid wished for sunshine 24/7, you shoulda seen it! Not even I can make that happen, but I'm glad it did; I got so tan!"

"I bet you were so your big showoffy self, too!" Janet retorted, leading to both siblings arguing over each other.

"Showing off?" Anti-Cosmo said quietly, making Timmy look at him.

"Huh?"

"This whole thing..is because of tanning and showing off?! I mean yes, we anti-fairies spread bad luck mostly for our own amusement, but the humans were asking for it! These two are supposed to be protectors of weather patterns and the natural order, but now they are flittering around, changing them on a whim, just to get on each other's nerves?!" Anti-Cosmo stopped and took a deep breath. "Fine."

"Hm?"

"Fine! If this problem was caused by acting like children, then it will be solved accordingly. Pardon me, Timothy, I will be right back." With that, A.C. raised his wand and disappeared. Timmy turned back to see Augustus flexing his left bicep again.

"Seriously, look how perfectly tanned my perfectly jacked arm is! You jelly, sis?"

"I'm not 'jelly', you annoying showoff, I just don't want to look at your stupid body all day! In fact," Janet raised her arm towards the sky. Her hand glowed white and after a moment, the sun suddenly went down and was replaced by a starry night sky as well as the moon.

Clementine, deep in thought, was roused back to reality by the suddenly changing sky.

"Weird. It's the middle of the afternoon and there's a full moon out." Kristina noted.

Just then, the pink-haired godmother was struck by a bolt of inspiration. "That's it! I know how to deal with all these animals!" She then whispered something in Kristina's ear.

"You think that'll work?"

"Worth a try, sweetie!"

"Oh! Oh, you wanna take away my sun?! You wanna get real?!" Augustus taunted. "Well, take a totally rad sandstorm, brah!" Augustus waved his hands, brimming with yellow magic, and the very sand around him erupted out of the ground and swirled into a massive cloud that was just as quickly sent to engulf Janet.

"Ack! Augustus! If this sand ruins my suit, I swear-!" Janet called up some icy wind and pushed the sandstorm far out over the horizon. She then made more ice and wind revolve around her glowing-blue hands and build until she had a sizable blizzard formed. She then made it blow and hail right on the mostly naked Augustus, making him shiver. With the harsh cold racking his entire body, he couldn't concentrate enough to use his powers right away. Timmy also began furiously rubbing his arms for warmth while thinking, 'What the heck is taking A.C. so long?!'

Finally, Janet let up and absentmindedly sent the blizzard drifting the same direction she had sent her brother's sandstorm.

"Rgh! You're totally gonna pay for that, you maniac!"

"Better to be a normal manic than an ego manic! Serves you right, Mr. Muscles!"

Augustus growled and flew at Janet, who formed large amounts of snow around her arms, giving her big snow hands. She matched Augustus' hands with her own and the siblings struggled against each other, neither making any headway.

While that was going on, Clementine raised her wand and granted Kristina's wish; not a moment later, several owls appeared, the foremost one having glasses, frizzy brown hair, and a banjo strapped around its chest.

"Hi, Weird Owl!" greeted Kristina. "How's the Christmas album coming along?"

"Hoo!"

"Great! Listen, all these park animals have kinda gone crazy. Think you could help us calm them down before they tear the town apart?"

Clutching an orange pick in his wingtips, Weird Owl strummed his banjo, winked, and unnaturally bent his beak into a smile. He then turned to the rest of the owls and hooted an order. The other owls saluted, then turned and descended on the other animals. Thanks to the sun still being down in the middle of the afternoon, not to mention the owls' acute nightvision, the birds were able to take the wild park animals by complete surprise, successfully diverting their attention away from the few humans they were still overwhelming and leading to a very one-sided battle.

At least it was until it caught the attention of the armed-to-the-literal-teeth Spring Fairy that was causing all this and he started spreading the green sparkles from his three wands onto the owls too. The birds of prey stopped what they were doing and looked confused before they turned to face Kristina and Clementine and narrowed their eyes. The Spring Fairy cackled maniacally.

"Uh-oh…" The former two said in unison.

Back on the beach, Augustus finally concentrated over the cold long enough to will some of his Summer magic in his wands, melting and tearing through Janet's snow hands, causing his sister to fly back in surprise.

"Summer lives on, baby!" With that, Augustus raised his arm and made the sun rise again, filling the air with light and heat.

In the park, the air was suddenly filled with light and heat, making the owls yawn and start nodding off to sleep. Kristina and Clementine stared at them in surprise.

Augustus's smug face was then pelted with a huge snowball that Janet had willed into being, knocking him into the ocean. "Not anymore, it doesn't!" With that, Janet forced the sun down again.

With the return of the cool night, the owls woke up, revitalized and shaken free from the Spring Fairy's control. With that, they turned away from the kid and fairy and engaged the other animals once again.

In the middle of it all, the floating green puppeteer was trying to get things back under control when he felt a feather tap him on the back of the shoulder. He turned around in surprise to see square rimmed glasses and feathers fill his vision. Due to being a magical wish himself, Weird Owl could see the Spring Fairy just fine. The Spring Fairy barely had time to look up before a banjo came crashing down on his head with a loud KABONG, knocking him out and sending him spiraling down to the ground. With him out of commission, the park animals not only stopped fighting, but stopped being intelligent altogether, and the battle was over.

Timmy could only stand and watch the fight between a dripping wet, not to mention peeved, Augustus and Janet, who was also peeved due to her brother retaliating by throwing a glob of wet sand in her hair.

"I'm gonna melt you down and turn you into a swimming pool, you stuck-up snobsicle!"

"Yeah, well I'm gonna make it so the only tanning you get is with a radiator, you meatheaded, showoffy-"

"ENOUGH!"

Both Seasons stopped dead in their tracks. "Uh-Oh."

Timmy looked around in confusion before a poof cloud appeared right in front of him. When the magic dust settled, there stood a plump woman dressed in a white dress and a white hat with a small mountain of fruits and flowers perched on auburn hair tied up in a bun. The woman had her arms crossed and did not look pleased.

"Mommy!"/"Mother!" Augustus and Janet respectfully exclaimed in unison.

"Augustus and Janet Carrie Nature, what on my good green Earth have you two been doing?!" Mother Nature demanded.

"Er, ah, n-nothing, mother." Stammered Janet as she quickly shook the wet sand out of her hair. "We were just, um, having a civil disagreement..?"

Mother Nature glanced up at the still-night sky and shook her head. "I leave you kids alone for one day and this is what you get up to?" She snapped her fingers and the sun returned to its proper position in the sky. Next to Timmy, Anti-Cosmo appeared, arms folded and smiling smugly.

"Really? Your way of fixing this was snitching on them to their mom?"

"Oh, my sincerest apologies. Here I was under the assumption that preserving the balance of nature and the protection of the populace outweighed animalistic prideful urges to handle everything oneself while ignoring the smart solution!"

"Okay, fine…"

Mother Nature then blipped away and reappeared in-between Augustus and Janet holding each of them by one ear. "You two have some explaining to do, but first let's find your other siblings. I can tell they've been up to some trouble themselves." With that, Mother Nature blipped them all off the beach.

They reappeared in a clearing in the park. Right away they could see that a small mass of tall grass and purple flowers, both with a watercolor-esque look to them, had grown over the real foliage.

"StopitstopitSTOPIT!" Maybelle cried, stamping her feet in frustration and causing more of the watercolor meadow to grow out of its easel while several Spring Fairies surrounded her. "You're ruining the integrity of my aaart!"

"'Tis the Season for costumes, sister. Literally." The lupine form of Octavius joked as he squeezed the living tulip's bulbous head into an astronaut helmet. Surrounding him, the watercolor spider was now wearing a pirate bandana on its head as well as a hook on the end of one of its legs, the mother bird wore a white bedsheet with a three holes in it for her eyes and beak, and the mole was dressed in metal goggles and a blue coat-like uniform.

"My paintings are supposed to be simple, and capture the beauty of nature, not this kiddie dress-up garbage! I mean, look at that one!" She pointed to the mole. "He looks like a minor character on some mediocre kids' cartoon show who disappears after the first few episodes! That's it! You want spooky?! Let's see how you like a good-old-fashioned plague!" Maybelle's hands started glowing with green magic and she made a dark cloud swirl into being above her. I'll show you how spooky springtime animals can be! I'll make it rain locusts and frogs and snakes, oh my!"

"Maybelle! Octavius!"

"Mom!"/"Mama!" Was the unanimous reply. In her surprise, Maybelle sent her plague cloud flying away in the same direction as the sand and snowstorms had beforehand. After that, via her mind becoming flooded with panic and a desire to just hide, Maybelle subconsciously willed her live watercolor animals to shrink to a tiny (not to mention realistic) size, costumes included.

"I see you two have been busy as well." Mother Nature said while glancing at the overgrown painting along with the floating green and brown minions. She then released Janet's and Augustus' ears (immediately, both rubbed them and winced) so she could put her hand to her forehead. "Pick up your painting things, Maybelle." She sighed.

"But…but my art…"

"Springtime is over, sweetheart. It's autumn now." Mother Nature insisted. She then waved her hand and made Maybelle's painted grass and flowers retract back into the painting, revealing all the still-small living creatures, including the tulip who was being bared down upon by an angsty-looking raccoon. Mother Nature then sent swirls of magic from her hands that picked up the four animals and put them back in their paintings, still wearing their costumes (Maybelle looked ready to protest, but then wisely decided not to). The matriarch of the outdoors proceeded to pick up the raccoon and calmly stroke it, making it calm down before releasing it back into the park. "And messing with all these innocent animals, honestly Maybelle, what were you thinking?"

Mother Nature then turned to Octavius, who was pulling down his eyelid and sticking his tongue out at his artistic sister. "And as for you, young man, it's not Halloween yet. Get out of that ridiculous getup this instant!"

"But-! But I-!...Yes, Mama." Octavius' lupine body then rippled with purple energy before it was replaced with a scrawny human man with short black hair.

"That's better. And now for them." Mother Nature gestured at not only the Spring and Fall Fairies that were still gathered, but some Winter and Summer Fairies that had started to appear and gravitate around Janet and Augustus. "Honestly, it's one thing for the four of you to have these ridiculous squabbles of yours, but to drag all these little guys into them too, you should all be embarrassed." She lectured, making the quadruplets hang their heads in shame. "Now change them back."

As one, each of the four held out their hands, glowing with white, green, yellow, and purple magics, and one by one each of their hench-fairies was surrounded by a matching-colored tornado of magic that produced a trail of sparkles into each waiting hand, gradually shrinking to a very tiny size. When all the seasonal magic was taken away, in each fairy's place was a tiny speck of green light that began flying around erratically like an insect.

Anti-Cosmo's eyes widened. "So that's it!"

"Huh?" Asked a thoroughly confused Timmy.

"That's why any and all information on the Seasonal Fairies was sorely limited! They're not fairies at all; they're sprites! Miniscule magical creatures of nature! That must be what happened to the ones we bested in the city. My bad luck magic canceled out their Nature magic and turned them back to normal; it only looked like it made them disappear because they were so small."

Timmy watched as one of the sprites flew up to him. Surprised, he held up a finger and the little creature landed on it. Though the size of a mosquito, the sprite's body looked like an anthropomorphic grasshopper, especially with its similar-looking abdomen. Dragonfly-like wings were extended from its back, consisting of a pair of long thin wings with smaller ones underneath. Its body was all green with its arms and legs being thin and black and very bendy. Two matching black antennae were attached to its semicircular head. Timmy could vaguely make out black spiky hair, dark green irises, and a wide toothy mouth on the tiny head before it flew off again.

"Oh yeah, sprites. Some of those things go to Foop and Poof's school, right?"

Mother Nature then conjured up several large flowers that the sprites immediately flocked to, slurping up the nectar like butterflies. "I don't blame you for not noticing them. The life of a sprite is a tragic one." She explained. "They help the fragile balance of nature by keeping plants alive and wild animals cared for, but they are so fragile themselves. For example, this poor fellow." A sprite perched on her finger, and if one looked closely, one could make out a small tuft of white hair, blue eyes, a disgruntled frown in place of the species' usual wide smile, bent antennae, and his left wing being shattered to the point of it almost not even being there. He was also holding a sharp splinter that used to be his wand.

"Sprites are always being stepped on, squashed, swallowed, you name it by man and even fae." She continued. "But despite that, they do have a knack for absorbing other kinds of magic. It's no wonder they would be all for these little power trips of being Summer Fairies and such." She then turned back to her children and said sternly, "but that's no excuse for this immature behavior!"

"We're sorry." Said the four.

"I mean, honestly, it's bad enough that this town is a geographical mishmash thanks to the meddling you've already done, can't you just leave these people alone already?!" Mother Nature sighed. "Sorry for all this trouble." She told Timmy and Anti-Cosmo. "Now say goodbye to your sprite friends, children, you have a lot of clean-up to do."

"What?!" Augustus said in shock. "But I was gonna hit the gym with my bro Jorgen later!" He held up a photograph of himself and Jorgen von Strangle posing while wearing workout clothes. "We gotta make sure we stay in shape, y'know?"

"Well, too bad! Now let's go!" Mother Nature said as she poofed away. Augustus looked down in dejection until the sprite that had been his personal attendant (and had a fiery do of red hair) flew up to him and gave a big toothy grin. Augustus returned it before poofing away. Janet rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses and also made her exit. Octavius, meanwhile, was practically shivering out of embarrassment from being in his normal, human-like form.

"Oh, give it a rest, bro!" Maybelle snapped and disappeared along with her paintings. A fluffy green-haired sprite sprite wearing a tiny cowboy outfit and brandishing two splinters like pistols flew up to Octavius and smiled. Octavius smiled in gratitude for the (literal) tiny act of encouragement as he left to join the others.

"...Well, that was weird." Timmy said flatly, causing Anti-Cosmo to crack up with laughter. "That…that is putting it mildly, Timothy. Now, let's go home. I think we've earned ourselves some chamomile."

Timmy made a face. "Could I have some Mega Fizzy Juice instead?"

"I will not have that atrocious burp-inducing beverage under my roof. Besides, do you want your teeth to fall out?"

Timmy sighed, suddenly relating to the Seasons a lot more as Anti-Cosmo poofed them home.

Elsewhere in the park, the owls were placing the last of the squirrels, chipmunks, and other forest critters back where they belonged in the trees, which were already fading back to their fall colors. One owl in particular struggled as he placed the hefty squirrel on a branch, but he did and huffed in relief.

"Thanks, again, W.O." Kristina said happily. Weird Owl hooted in reply.

Clementine floated down in the form of a pink owl herself. She turned her head (and no other part of her avian body) and used her sharp owl vision to see a dazed green-haired sprite on the ground waking up and spitting a twig out of his mouth. He shook his head and took to the air.

"Well, that just about wraps it up." She noted. She then turned her head in the other direction. "And not a moment too soon." Just then, Chloe and Missy walked up to her.

"Krissie! There you are! You alright?" Missy asked her friend.

"Oh yeah, girls, I'm fine." The brunette answered innocently.

"We were worried when you didn't evacuate with the others. Everyone's fine, but my Eco Day is officially dead. Oh well, I can always-OH MY GOSH, is that Weird Owl?!"

"Er, yup. I just found him…hovering here, yeah. I, uh, wanted an autograph. That's what took me so long, heh heh…"

"Ooh, I love your work, sir! You do your species proud! And I won't rest until I catalog every owl in the world!"

"Stilll doesn't work like that.."

"Well I don't know about you two, but I've had enough excitement for one day." Missy proclaimed. "See you girls at school." The other two said their goodbyes and each began walking home. Poof, disguised as a bipedal ladybug on Chloe's shoulder, looked up at the still-owlified Clementine, who subtly waved at him. She then winked down at Kristina and poofed away in a cloud that read, 'SEE YOU AT HOME!'

"Hey, Poof," Chloe said, getting the baby's attention, "you ever feel like you've missed something? Like the world is bigger than you thought, and what you experienced is only half of the real story?"

Poof just shrugged his shoulders and held back a giggle.