Back at Camp Learn-A-Torium, the adults were in a panic as they could see what the kids of the world were up to. Kids were either on the highway skateboarding, controlling bicycle traffic, and even taking the place of the teachers in school.

"Head's down!" Chester ordered Timmy's parents and Mr. Crocker who did as he said.

"This is scary! Kids are ruling the Earth!" Gary panicked. "HOLD ME!"

"But I don't like you like that!" Betty told him before she suddenly took off running.

"But I need to be held!" Gary told her as he ran after her.

"No, she doesn't like you like that!" Flappy Bob replied as he went after the two.

PING! The Pixies appeared shortly afterwards.

"Phase 2 is complete, HP." Sanderson stated.

"It's almost as though we're finally unstoppable, Sanderson," replied HP. "How is that possible?"

"Shall I break it down for you?" asked Sanderson.

"Yes, break it down," said HP. "It would be criminal if you didn't."

Sanderson took out his phone and soon... RAP PING!

"What's going on?" Atticus asked.

"Why, I believe they're going to treat us to a little song," Cherry remarked. "It is quite a special occasion, of course. They haven't had a fresh audience in many a moon."

Atticus and the others looked at Cherry strangely for her subtle reference as a dance club was shown with the pixies allowed in as their musical number began, but it wasn't in their dull monotone voices surprisingly enough.

"Yeah! We're pixies! Yeah!~" The chorus began as the two pixies came into the club to do their musical number which was a rap of all things.

"We're pixies! We're pixies!, Check out our mad, wicked mixies!~" Sanderson and HP sang.

"We've got square heads, Big pointy caps, Clean out your ears and Hear my rap!, Yo HP, YO!~" Sanderson sang by himself at first. "You in charge!~"

"I may be small, but my goals are large!~" HP rapped next. "And I'm not a hater, But I must cater, For my mission, my ambition To be the world's administrator~"

"I'm Sanderson and I'm anti-fun, And all those fairies can bite my bun cuz my boss HP, We're gonna be, The big time rulers!~"

"You got that, G!~"

"We're pixies! We're pixies!~" The two rapped together. "And since the 1960s. We've raised that clown to be our tool, To beat the fairies so we can rule!, We're pixies!, We're pixies!~"

"I can't help but feel confixies!~" HP rapped. "It's going just as we predixies~"

"You can't stop now, the time is near; When Fairy World, and this world here, Are ruled by us~" Sanderson sang, showing the earth as well as Fairy World.

"By us you hear?~" The two rapped together. "By Pixies! We're Pixies!, Strong like Bill Bixby!, We're Pixies! Yeah, We're Pixies., Yeah, We're Pixies, Just Pixies! Pixies! YEAH~" they then finished and stuck their tongues out together.

"Well, that's gonna be stuck in my head for a while." Thor commented to himself.

"Ditto, big guy," nodded Lionel. "Still, there's got to be something—anything—that we can do to keep things from getting worse."

The next day at the Turner residence, Timmy was watching TV along with Amber, Annabelle, and Darla, though The Alpha Brigade group was there too in the background. Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray were watching TV along with the youngsters.

"Awesome! Kids rule and adults are powerless." Timmy smiled as there was a news bulletin from Chet Ubetcha about the adults being fired from their jobs only to be replaced by kids.

"It's like a dream coming true." Annabelle smiled.

Chet was suddenly yanked away by a hook and was replaced by a younger replacement.

"I'm Yvette Ubetcha with the news," The young girl who resembled Chet addressed the audience and smiled. "This Fall is all about chocolate, and homework has been officially declared super yucky."

"This is pretty wild." Amber commented.

"I know," Darla replied before she raised an eyebrow. "Who knew Chet Ubetcha had a daughter?"

"...either way, it means it's time for me to go to work!" Timmy said as he checked a watch that was mostly labeled PLAY, with one arrow pointing to WORK. "...where do I work?"

Cosmo and Wanda raised their wands and poofed Timmy into... THE WHITEHOUSE, which was now in place of his former treehouse!

"Wait a minute... I'M THE PRESIDENT OF KID WORLD?!" asked Timmy.

Cosmo and Wanda poofed themselves into Secret Service outfits, and held up a map.

"Well, everywhere but Florida," explained Cosmo. "They're still voting!"

"Also Annabelle is your helper," Murray added. "Your First Lady if you will."

Timmy and Annabelle both blushed at that idea.

"And since you guys don't have jobs yet, I'll let you guys be secretaries!" Timmy then told Darla and Amber.

"Wow! Thanks, cous!" Amber smiled.

"This is gonna be a lot of fun like in my movie 'Darla Doodle Dandy'." Darla added.

"Kid president?" Timmy, Amber, and Annabelle guessed.

"Kid president." Darla nodded.

"Either way, Timmy, we'll be the best secretaries you ever had." Amber then promised her cousin.

"Don't get too cocky, guys!" Wanda warned them.

"Yeah, I agree with Wanda," Murray added and agreed. "Being the president is a big job!"

"Big job, schmig job. I'm the president," Timmy scoffed at first before he left the room and the others followed him into what looked like a press conference. "It's not like I have to answer to anybody." he then paused, suddenly looking like a deer in headlights as several child reporters came to interview him.

"Ooh! Ooh! Mr. President!" A boy called out. "Who do you like better? Her or her?" he then asked, pointing to Cindy Vortex and Dani Fenton.

"Hey. Hey. I can't see!" A second boy in the back complained.

Timmy ducked down behind the desk. "...what do I do?" he asked.

"Whatever you want," responded Wanda. "You're the president now!"

"Yeah! You're in charge!" Murray added.

Timmy looked wide-eyed and suddenly inspired by those words. "I'm in charge." he then realized.

"And me too." Annabelle reminded Timmy.

"Yes, as my First Lady, you're in charge too." Timmy smiled at her as another song began.

Suddenly, the Lincoln Memorial was shown as Timmy sat in place and began to sing his new song with his child followers listening to every word he said. "That kids had no power, I had to correct, We kids are the boss now, And you can expect, That things'll be different with me at the wheel~"

"So how do you feel?" Annabelle asked.

"I'm 10 and in charge now and here's what I feel~" Timmy began as he began to hop down the street in excitement as kids ran the world from now on. "I made a place that the kids are now running, The view from my tree house is really quite stunning!~" she then started out of excitement, but they were being secretly watched.

"Our plan, look, it's working!" HP remarked.

"We're really quite cunning!" Sanderson nodded.

"To Jorgen von Strangle we go!" HP commanded.

"Nice hat!" Sanderson then complimented.

PING!

"It's candy for breakfast and ice cream for lunch!" said Timmy. "It's candy for dinner, and I've got a hunch! That's it's dandy we run things, don't act like a mob; there's plenty to do, and we've all got a job~!"

"You get to be the police chief." Annabelle told Tootie as she stood with Irving.

"CAN I FLASH THE BIG RED LIGHT?!" Tootie asked hopefully.

"All right!" Timmy told her out of slight annoyance.

"You go to the Learn-A-Torium and break everything in sight." Amber told Chester.

"AT LAST!" Chester beamed as he took off in a bulldozer.

"You get to lead Timmy's armies all over the map!" Darla instructed AJ.

"You clean our rooms, you wash our clothes, you do our dishes, while we'll stay here and nap~" Timmy commanded Wanda, Cosmo, and Murray before he relaxed behind his presidential desk, unaware that they were being filmed from both The Witch's Council and Fairy World.

"We're Pixies! We're Pixies!" rapped Sanderson and HP as they appeared before Jorgen.

"Check out our mad wicked mixies!" said HP as he held out a mix tape and a CD.

"Have you checked out the planet?" asked Sanderson.

"We know you didn't plan it!" chimed in HP.

"But the kids have the power and the fairies!" the Pixies responded.

"Dang-nammit!" exclaimed Jorgen.

"We're pixies, we're pixies! And we're about to affix these, Notice of eviction"

"This is my jurisdiction!"

"Our ballot needs a fixin'!"

"Like a magical prediction!"

"We're Pixies! We're Pixies!" The two rapped together as they flew around before coming to the toughest fairy in the universe with the infamous rule book. "And if you open 'Da Rules', see in section F, Subsection O, Amendment I, A loophole, Yo~"

"If pixies, yes, pixies are the last magic creatures on earth, G!" Sanderson rapped as he pointed out the rules as Jorgen glared and poofed away to Cosmo and Wanda right away. "When the kids have too much power and the fairies get retired, Then we pixies, Can grant wishes, And make the whole world What we desire!~"

They then turned the once round earth into a cube shape to being Pixie Inc related.

"This could be bad." Cherry commented as she stood with her friends for a brief cameo yet again.

BACK AT THE TREE/WHITEHOUSE...

Timmy sipped from a glass of lemonade and smiled in excitement. "Everything's going tremendous, I finally have the reins, Trixie's bringing us pizza and Crocker is in chains~"

Mr. Crocker screamed as he was strapped to a wooden board where Francis and Buford were torturing him.

"Your parents both have homework and Jackson and Vicky babysit~" Amber said to her cousin, seeing Timmy's parents on a screen in school until Jackson and Vicky broke their desks with a couple of battleaxes.

"I make the rules and I call the shots~" Timmy sang with glee.

"And you know, I must admit~..." Wanda began to sing before she smiled and watched kids all around the world getting along peacefully. "Wow, Things are running quite smoothly! With kids, there are no wars!"

"Yeah, but I don't think it's groovy, that we're stuck with all the chores!" Murray glared as he was cleaning the bathroom while Cosmo was unclogging the toilet with a plunger.

"How can you be disapproving? This gets better by the hour!~" beamed Timmy. "~No worries, no strife; baby, this is the liiiiiife...!~"

In an explosion of flames, Jorgen appeared in the treehouse. "YOU HAVE TOO MUCH POWER!" he bellowed, before he snatched Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray, and vanished once again.

"Uh-oh!" gulped Timmy.

"This isn't good." Amber said nervously.

"It really isn't." Darla agreed.

"What do we do now?" Annabelle pouted.

"Well, at least we're not gonna get in trouble." Cherry said to her friends.

"Way to think of yourself, Cherry." Patch replied cynically.

"We're not playing a big role in this story!" Cherry defended. "Usually, we get sucked into Drell's office for one reason or another, ya know!"

"She's got a point," shrugged Lionel. "All we've done is just comment on stuff. I do wanna take a more active role in this, and I know she does too!"

"What should we do though?" Cherry asked. "How could we talk to Jorgen?"

"He's not exactly the most willing to listen to reason," responded Mo. "So I think that may be a problem."

"Surely we can try to convince him." Atticus suggested.

The rest of the group looked a little deadpan before they went to Fairy World themselves.

FAIRY WORLD...

"Let us go!" Cosmo cried out. "Timmy needs us!"

"Annabelle needs me and I need Annabelle!" Murray added.

"No, they do not. Nor does any other child!" Jorgen glared before showing the rule book as a reminder. "According to Da Rules, fairies can only be assigned to children in need!"

Sanderson and HP PINGed over and smirked before low-fiving each other and then PINGed away again.

"But there are extenuating circumstances!" Wanda reminded him.

"I know this is probably a bad time, but what does 'extenuating' mean?" Murray piped up as Cosmo nodded, seeming to be curious about that as well.

"Oh, I am sorry. HERE IS WHAT IT MEANS!" Jorgen replied before booming at them and took out his giant wand to explode both of them.

"I'd rather learn by phonics," Murray murmured as he was burnt to a cinder before facing Cosmo and Wanda. "I guess that's why you call your old friend Cinderella, huh?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Atticus glared as he went to interfere with Jorgen hurting the poor, innocent fairies.

"I know you're upset, and also on fire, but let me explain something to you." Jorgen began to say.

"Somehow I feel like this song is gonna involve a lot of pain," Cherry commented to herself. "I don't mind skipping it."

"Sure, that works," nodded Lionel. "I don't really care to see Jorgen's sadism exhibited in musical form."

"Thanks." Cherry replied.

Jorgen soon flicked Atticus away like he was a bug on a windshield.

"Okay, maybe my strength can't solve every problem." Atticus grimaced as he smacked to the wall and slid down.

Soon, in a prison, Cosmo, Wanda, and Murray were chained to a wall.

"Oh, no!" Wanda panicked once she realized where they were. "We're in a fairy dungeon!"

"Well, nothing left to do now except some pull-ups!" Cosmo said before he quickly did some pull-ups before stopping and sighing in relief. "Whew! Now what you wanna do?" he then asked his wife and friend.

The skeleton next to them then withered away into a pile of dust.

"I'd rather not be that guy." Murray remarked.

"Ditto." Cosmo and Wanda agreed to that.

"Poor Cosmo and Wanda are locked up." Cherry stated.

"And Murray!" Murray reminded her.

"And Murray," Cherry rolled her eyes before she continued along. "We weren't really sure how to help ourselves until we would try to find help from The Witch's Council since they're connected to The Fairy World Council."

"I hate when that happens," commented Lionel. "At best, we can at least head back to Earth and TRY to find some way of helping, since we may run into a similar roadblock if we go to the Witches' Council."

"Although..." Patch said, lowering his voice. "...isn't Lionel a magical creature?"

"Sure," shrugged Lionel. "For all intents and purposes."

"Did you have an idea, Patch?" Atticus asked his Dalmatian curiously.

"I was just pointing out that the rules only apply to creatures like fairies." said Patch.

"He's right," nodded Lionel. "I guess I've got the story-breaker power."

"Ah, I thought maybe you had a plan or something." Atticus remarked.

"Yeah, like something that involves Thunderbolt episode trivia." Cherry smirked.

"I still respect and admire Thunderbolt for who he is outside of his show, but I'm taking a break from him," Patch rolled his eyes a bit. "My brother Lucky is still his biggest fan on the farm though."

"So what do we do here?" Sabrina asked as she stood with Thor. "Just sit and wait?"

"We might have to for a while," Cherry replied before glaring at the fourth wall. "Are you people who troll and hate these stories happy? You think we meddle in all of the adventures that we're apart of? Hm? You want this to be like Pooh's Adventures of Aladdin where the two characters never met each other at all?"

"Wait, did that seriously happen?" Thor asked with wide eyes.

"As far as my knowledge goes regarding this controversial fanfiction concept of X's Adventures of Y." Cherry shrugged.

"Let's at least try to go back," Lionel replied. "Maybe I can try to give the kids a fighting chance!"

"We'll see what we can do." Cherry nodded at him.

Lionel clutched her hand gently. "Alright... let's go!" he exclaimed.

"Let's have at it then." Cherry replied.

"Right!" The rest of the group agreed.

LATER...

"Okay... Cosmo, Murray, and Wanda might be gone but everything's great! After all! I'm the president and you guys are my secretaries!" Timmy said confidently behind his desk before he picked up a pile of pens inside of a cup on his desk. "And I get all these free pens!"

"I feel like our celebration might not last long though." Annabelle commented.

"Aw, come on, Annabelle," Darla reassured her. "It could be worse."

Suddenly, Flappy Bob kicked down the door and stormed into the office.

"YOU!" The kids called out once they saw him.

"Flappy Bob?" Amber wondered.

"That's right, 'President Turner'!" Flappy Bob glared as he took out a balloon and made an animal out of it until he realized what he just did.

Darla snickered a little at that.

"Ah, circus peanuts!" Flappy Bob glared as he threw it down before stepping on it, popping it as he approached the desk. "That's right. it's me! Did you really think you'd be able to get away with sending your kid armies to destroy Camp Learn-A-Torium?" he then demanded firmly.

"Uh, yeah, we kinda got it tore down already." Amber pointed out on a screen, showing Elmer who gave a thumb's up as Chester was shown having destroyed the summer/prison camp.

"And here's a commemorative pen from the bill I signed about it!" Annabelle stated.

"Oh, thanks, I—" began Flappy Bob. "Gwah! That place was great!"

"Dude, that place was lame!" Timmy remarked.

"Surely you, a clown, would find a place like that to be boring." Amber piped up.

Flappy Bob gasped dramatically at that. "It can't be lame! Everything I knew about fun went into that place," he then said before he took out a tricycle before he rode it as he laughed goofily, juggling pins and soon flew through a flaming hoop until he stopped himself. "Oh, confetti! Sorry about that."

"No! No! That was fun!" Timmy laughed and applauded.

"Yeah, it was hilarious!" Darla added.

"You should try to do more fun stuff like that." Annabelle suggested.

"I was taught that boring was fun," Flappy Bob retorted. "That dull was fun."

"Who would tell you that dull and boring was fun?" Timmy asked out of concern.

"I think I have a feeling." Amber said to her cousin.

In a PING of computerized energy, the Pixies appeared.

"Hello... SON." said HP with a smirk.

"What the HECK is going on here?!" Timmy asked.

"And why did you just call Flappy Bob your son?" Annabelle added to the pixies.

"Next we get a montage." Cherry said to the fourth wall.

"That sounds like a good idea," HP agreed dully before facing Sanderson. "Montage, please."

Sanderson took out a phone and soon... PING!

A film projector was soon shown, showing 37 years ago in Kansas where a certain rocket was inside a cornfield.

"Since the days we found him in the untamed wilds of Kansas, we have been secretly watching over Flappy Bob." HP began to narrate once he and Sanderson first found the baby clown.

DIMMSDALE ORPHANAGE...

"Whether as a baby..." HP narrated as he and Sanderson saw Baby Flappy riding on a unicycle and juggling balls until they suddenly PINGed him into a business suit and was at a desk surrounded by a ruler, an abacus, a stapler, and a calculator.

RANDOM WOMAN'S HOUSE...

"Or as a young man..." HP continued to narrate as Flappy was shown to be a young man in a suit, but still had clown make-up and had a pie that said "I 'HEART' YOU" on it.

The door was answered by a young woman who looked hopeful at him until he threw the pie in her face, then sprayed her down with some water, causing her to glare at him and slam the door in his face.

HP and Sanderson appeared to wash off the clown make-up to clean it off his face and changed his clown car into a more attractive, cubic-shaped car.

"Or as a young man," HP then continued before the young woman had her doorbell rang again as Flappy wiped away the clown make-up off his face. "We always made sure we delivered our special brand of caregiving to see that Flappy was taken care of even if he didn't know how."

The soaked woman glared as she opened the door until she gasped to see the new car and Flappy's clear face with a rag that was replaced by a bouquet of flowers, causing the woman to rush over and hug him, now in love with him.

HARVARD LAW SCHOOL...

"We made sure he had everything he needed to live our-I mean, his dream." HP then continued to narrate as Flappy graduated from law school.

Flappy's diploma then suddenly PINGed into blueprints for a certain place. "Learn-A-Torium..." he then murmured to himself and soon, that was how Flappy Bob's Camp Learn-A-Torium came to be.

"A 37-year-long plan that you and your girlfriends destroyed, Turner." HP then glared as the montage ended.

"Yeah! He did destroy my dream!" Flappy Bob responded before glancing at the Pixies. "Who are you, anyways? Long-lost cousins, distant uncles, what?"

"That's a good question," Darla smirked at the pixies. "Care to answer that one for him?"

"Or maybe you'd like to explain how and why you're floating like fairies." Amber added as she also had a crafty smirk.

"We have that kind of money." HP explained.

"Walking is for poor people." Sanderson added.

Darla and Amber gave deadpan glares at that before face-palming.

"You can think of us as your godparents." HP then said with an evil smirk.

"WHAT?!" The girls then panicked.

"Godparents? Oh, no!" Annabelle yelped.

"That means they can grant a wish!" Timmy added.

"Godparents with the money to give you anything you want! If you just sign here," HP told Flabby Bob before PINGing up a contract as well as a briefcase filled with money. "As part of the contract, you get to make the world exactly the way you want to. All we want in return are certain merchandising rights, a few royalties, and absolute control of Fairy World and the magical kingdom including that fathead in charge of The Magic Council in The Netherworld." he then added with a low mumble to Sanderson as they both smirked.

"Oh, my gosh! I know what they're up to!" Timmy exclaimed.

"So do we, and that is gonna be a big problem!" Lionel agreed. "We've got to do something, FAST!"

"No! You have to listen to us!" Amber begged Flappy Bob.

"We know they're the guys who've given you everything you've ever wanted and I'm just the guy who destroyed your lifelong dream, but you have to listen to us!" Timmy begged.

Flappy Bob gave him a long look.

"I don't think that was the right thing to say." Darla commented to Timmy.

"Yeah, now that I say it out loud, it sounds pretty bad." Timmy admitted.

"But we gave you the pen!" Annabelle then told Flappy Bob.

"Forget it, guys," Flappy Bob glared as he shoved the kids away from him and stormed over to the pixies. "I know who my friends are, and I'm signing that contract!"

"We need some help." Timmy said nervously.

"Hey, Flappy Bob, can't you see what they've done?~" Atticus began to sing. "They needed a pawn and clearly you were the one~"

"They took away your clowny clothes, your floppy shoes, and big red nose~" Patch added. "Just look around, how could you say this is fun?~"

"Since you were born, they decided your fate," Cherry reminded as she took out a giant scrapbook similar to her adventure scrapbook. "From the style of your car, down to the food that you ate, I know it seems they gave a lot, But we're telling you it's part of a plot, A plot that you can stop~"

"Stop it before it's too late!" The group begged together.

"Hey Flappy Bob, you know what he's been spreadin?" rapped the Pixies. "The lies that he's been tellin?' I know where THIS is headin'!"

"Toward turning you against us!" said H.P.

"To resent us!" added Sanderson.

"And present us!"

"And suggest who are the villains!" the Pixies continued. "Yeah, don't you be forgetting—It was you, Flappy Bob!"

"Yeah, you were the one!" said HP.

"We protected!"

"And respected!"

"As though you were our son!"

"And now you're in the middle!"

"You can fiddle with this riddle!"

"G'night, everybody!" Yakko Warner said as he randomly cameoed before disappearing again.

"That does sound kinda sexual." Cherry grinned before she was suddenly brushed to the side as the pixies continued to rap to the clown.

"Or you can sign this deal and trust us!"

"That your wishes will be done!"

The kids then kept trying to convince Flappy Bob to be on their side.

"Where is the fun?" Timmy asked.

"Who should I turn to?" Flappy Bob wondered.

"Where is the fun?" The Pixies chanted.

"How can I learn who?" Flappy Bob wondered.

"Who is the one?" Annabelle asked.

"The one I can trust to tell me what's fun." Flappy Bob replied.

"Where is the fun?" Atticus asked.

"Why should I trust you?" Flappy Bob demanded.

"Timmy was the one!" The Pixies told him.

"YOU were the one who wanted to shun everything I always thought fun!" Flappy Bob glared at him.

"Hey, Flappy Bob, Can't you see in your heart?" Cherry droned to the clown. "There's a role you play and dude this just ain't the right part."

"I know Timmy's actions weren't ideal, but think how your clowny parents feel about the path you chose, whether or not it was smart?" Atticus asked.

"Where is the fun?" asked Mo.

"~How can I learn who?~" asked Flappy Bob.

"Who is the one?"

"~The one I can trust to tell me what's fun?~"

"Where is the fun?"

"I'm so conflicted!"

"But he was the one!"

"The one who restricted!"

"Your vision of fun!"

"And with this pen, I'll sign by line item 1!" Flappy Bob declared as he signed his name.

"NO!" Timmy exclaimed.

"Maybe you're right, could be a giant mistake!~" said Flappy Bob as he saw the Pixies laughing in evil monotone.

"Gee, what tipped you off?" Lionel asked dryly.

"But changing my life, sir, I'm not ready to take~" Flappy Bob then continued. "This nose, pants, hair, and shoes, they're all my past and now I choose, To wish for a world, A world that fits all my views, A world where I'm safe~"

"It's over, Turner, you and your friends lose!" The Pixies taunted as the song began to end.

"Nooooooo!" The kids cried out since the contract had been signed and there was no turning back now.

"Thanks for the pen." Flappy Bob then told Annabelle with a grin.

"I'm sorry, guys." Annabelle said.

"That's okay, Annabelle." Timmy, Amber, and Darla reassured her.

The Pixies took out their phones and then... PING!