The next day, Timmy laid in his bed, depressed about what happened yesterday.
"Cheer up, Timmy," said Cosmo. "So someone ruined your chance at a better social life or your chances with Trixie. It's not the first time it happened."
Timmy groaned and turned away from his fairies.
"I think what Cosmo meant to say is that we're just glad you're okay, Timmy," said Wanda.
"What did happen yesterday?" asked Timmy. "All I remember was having a moment with Trixie and then crazy lady appeared and then… I don't know."
"I think it was something about coconuts," said Cosmo.
"It doesn't matter what it was," said Wanda. "All that matters that you're okay."
"But I'm not okay!" Timmy snapped. "I finally get a chance to impress Trixie, without magic I must add, and it failed. Once again, I have nothing to show for my efforts."
"Nothing but this card she left at your front door," Cosmo said, showing Timmy said card.
"What?!" Timmy exclaimed.
Timmy grabbed the card, opened it and read it. Suddenly, his depression turned into happiness.
"I need to frame this," said Timmy.
"Oh good," said Cosmo. "I need someone to take the blame for me eating the last of the ice cream."
"What was that?" asked Wanda.
"Nothing!" Cosmo quickly replied.
Timmy walked to his computer and said, "Now that I accomplished my objective I can finally finish that thing we need for the Bikini Bottom trip."
"I'm ready," Cosmo declared. "I already got a bikini for a bottom."
"I'm going to ignore that disturbing thought because I need to focus. After all, we want this to be a great summer, right?" Timmy asked as his eyes changed color from blue to purple.
The Summer Pool Party: The End