October 20, 2002

7:55 a.m.

Dimmsdale, California

Timmy's POV

I got into my house and saw my parents. Dad was reading the paper while mom was getting breakfast, which reminded me that I had started wishing before breakfast.

I said to them, "Hi, mom and dad. Can I have some cereal? Something sweet and bad for me? Preferably with a toy in the box?"

I sat down and waited. Dad looked up from his paper and asked my mom, "Uh, honey. Why is a bucktooth street urchin calling us 'mom' and 'dad' and asking us for food?"

I didn't like the sound of that. I answered, "Uh, because I'm your son?" 'You're constantly neglected, son.' I added in my mind.

My mom told me, "But, we don't have a son. We've decided a long time ago against having children. That way, we have more money, less responsibility and weekends free."

'You do that now.' I wanted to say but didn't.

Dad added, giving me the paper, "Yeah, having a kid would just tie us down from doing fun stuff like going to this weekend's MARF festival!"

I looked at the paper and read aloud, "The Middle Aged Rock Festival?"

They both said, in unison, pretending to rock out, "Because you're never too old to rock and roll!" Just then, I heard a crack and they both yelled in unison, "Ow, our backs!"

Dad pointed out, "Maybe we are too old. To the heating pads!" Mom told me, "Uh, grab a muffin and let yourself out, street urchin."

When they left, hopping badly, I decided to try and figure this whole thing out.

I mumbled, "Street urchin? MARF festival?"

My head was still pounding. It was my fourth dimensional sense telling me that something was seriously wrong. Maybe Jorgen wasn't testing me. Maybe something was indeed wrong. But, the question here was….what? I picked up a muffin and saw the magic muffin from last year. I knew of the mayhem that it had caused me, but I was glad to see it nonetheless.

I took a bite out of it and wished, "I wish I was in Fairy World!"

October 20, 2002

8:05 a.m.

Fairy World

Timmy's POV

With a poof, I found myself in Fairy World.

Jorgen spun around and asked, surprised, "What are you doing here?"

I showed him the muffin that I had brought with me and demanded, "I think you owe me an explanation." I stared down Jorgen and demanded, "Talk."

Normally, it isn't in my nature to threaten Jorgen, but considering what I've been through, I think I have some right.

Jorgen stared at me and responded, "I will not. You're in danger and you must stay in the shadows and do not say your name."

I looked at the muffin with an idea forming in my head. I threatened, "If you don't tell me, I'll take small bites out of this muffin to assemble my team until you tell me what is going on."

Jorgen snarled at me and told me, "You wouldn't."

I answered, "Try me." I took a smile bite out of it and wished, "I wish A.J., Chester, and Trixie were here with their memories restored and they knew about the fairies."

With a poof, my wish was granted. A.J., Chester, and Trixie looked around in awe and all three of them asked in unison, "Why are we in Fairy World?"

I responded, "Something screwy is going on and I need your help."

Chester told me, "We'll be happy to help, Timmy."

A.J. added, "After all, you're our friend."

Trixie looked at me and asked, "But, why did you wish for me to join you?"

I smiled and answered, "That I'll explain later. Right now, Jorgen has got to tell me what's going on."

Jorgen sneered and asked, "Since when do I have to listen to a ten year old?"

Technically, I was eleven due to me and my uncle observing my tenth birthday in 1885. But, since Jorgen didn't know that, I just answered, "Since I've got an ace up my sleeve." And that ace was my time traveling secret and my time traveling uncle. I added, "Now, talk."

I felt like Tannen staring me down in 1885. There's a scary thought. Jorgen just turned away from me, forcing a sigh out of me. I had at least two more bites out of this magic muffin and I knew how to use them.

I took another bite out of it and wished, "I wish that the memories of the fairies will be permanent in my friends' minds."

With another poof, it was done. Jorgen turned to me and asked, "What about you?"

I just shrugged and refused to tell him. I demanded, "Now, are you going to tell us what's going on or not?"

Jorgen sighed as he knew I had forced him into checkmate. He responded, "Very well. I'll explain once we get there. And do not worry about the fairies. They are all safe and hidden in a location where the enemy cannot find them."

'Well, that's a relief.' I thought. We did as we were told and followed him. Chester and A.J. pulled me aside.

A.J. asked, "Timmy, what's this about?"

Chester added, "When Norm was out of my life, I thought I would never step into the world of magic again but you've brought us here and Trixie. Why?"

I answered, the best I could, "Trixie is not who she says she is. Ask Timantha….who happens to be me."

A.J. looked shocked and disgusted.

Chester smirked and responded, "I had a feeling that was you."

Trixie came over and she had heard what I had said. She looked surprised not to mention baffled.

I told her, "Uh, do you mind if we talk about this later?"

Trixie just nodded, saying nothing. I just smiled and we all caught up with Jorgen who took us across a jungle, up a mountain, across a desert, and back to Fairy World again.

Trixie asked, annoyed, "We're back here again?"

Jorgen sighed and said, "Uh, you've got to be kidding me!"

I asked, "What are we looking for anyways?"

Jorgen answered, "The Cave of Destiny, where all your questions will be answered."

A.J. pointed up and asked, "Uh, isn't that the Cave of Destiny up there?"

Jorgen looked annoyed now and responded, "Man, why can't I ever find that place?"

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