Who Needs Wishes, when I cast fist instead?
Peeking out from the kitchen, Timmy watched as his parents were preparing to leave. "Mom…Dad…, who's gonna be the babysitter?" he asked his parents, hoping they didn't hire the wicked babysitter he's heard about from his friends.
His dad turned to look at Timmy with a chuckle and smile, "We tried calling that fantastic Babysitter we've heard so much about, Vicky's child sitting services." responded to his son
Timmy's gut dropped in worry, only to be shaken out of his stupor when his dad mentioned something else. "Wait, wait was that dad?" He asked him
Timmy's mom answered him this time, "Your father said we couldn't get Vicky to come over for tonight, so we hired the next best sitter!" Mrs Turner cheerfully explained to her son.
Timmy blinked in confusion, next best sitter?...who…oh no…not that crazy teenager! "You mean-" Timmy began to speak, only for his parents to finish his sentence.
"Crazy Ricky's Sitter Service!" Timmy's parents chorused, making him wish he heard wrong. "Mom, Dad, you can't be serious!"
As if to prove him wrong, the sound of a vespa scooter could be heard approaching the house outside. Timmy made a dash to the couch of the living room, and hoped it was just some pizza delivery boy. With the screeching sound of the scooter's brakes, A teenager had stopped at the front curb. The moped scooter's back wheel was up in the air from stopping so fast, before promptly landing back down on the ground.
Wearing an aviator hat over his scruffy orange hair, the teen took off the goggles from his eyes and hung it around his neck. With a red vest jacket over a white sleeved shirt, the person wore jeans that were ripped at the knees with brown boots for shoes. The teen had a dark red guitar strapped over his back, oddly enough the musical instrument had some odd handle on the body that looked like you could pull it like a chainsaw or push mower. a jaunty whistle and a pep in his step, the Teenager walked his way towards Timmy's home.
Timmy began going through his head that all the rumors about the teen were greatly exaggerated, and while he never heard anything negative about the babysitter, it was what he heard what the Teenager did that troubled him.
A knock on the front door brought him out of his musings, Timmy watched with bated breath as his father made his way for the door. "That must be the sitter!" mused.
Opening the front door to reveal his babysitter for the night, Ricky stood with a grin and laid back demeanor toward Timmy's dad. "Hope I wasn't late dude, had to beat traffic." The sitter chuckled at his own expense.
Mr. Turner waves the trouble off. "Nonsense, we were just getting ready to leave." He brushed the Teen's trouble off, and led Ricky inside his home. "Thanks again for babysitting Timmy tonight Ricky." He added. "Timmy just loves making new friends, don't you Timmy?" Mister Turner asked his son with a smile.
Timmy was about to rebuke his dad, only to be interrupted by Ricky. "No prob Mister Turner." His new Babysitter responded, "I'm pretty sure we'll get along just fine!" Ricky exclaimed with a grin towards Timmy, before leaning down to scuffle up his hair.
With the Turners taking their leave through the front door after bidding their byes, Ricky stopped roughing up Timmy's hair to close the door.
Timmy fidgeted in place to see what Ricky's real colors were, once the sitter shut the door of the house, He turned to look at Timmy with an excited expression. "Alright twerp!" He exclaimed with excitement, "Ground rules!" Ricky began to say, making Timmy dread for some awful rules.
Ricky began listing off with his fingers, "One, don't touch the guitar, two, do the dishes, three, bed by nine…or ten…" Ricky made a look of thought, the pause allowing Timmy to think through a few things.
"Wait, didn't my mom tell you to do the dishes before she left?" Timmy pointedly ask with an accusatory stare.
Ricky smirked at Timmy, "Awe, ya got me, but tell ya what twerp, you help and I'll order pizza as a reward!" His babysitter reasoned with him.
Timmy thought through it, before accepting the deal. "Fine, but no anchovies!"
Ricky grinned at Timmy, "That's a deal twerp!" He agreed, before scuffing up his hair again.
As agreed between the two, the dishes were done by both of them with Ricky ordering up a pizza afterwards as a reward. It was cheese pizza, thankfully with no anchovies.
Unfortunately for both of them they had varied tastes for shows, Ricky had the living room television's channel set on some music program. Timmy wanted to watch a little bit of cartoons before bed at least, Ricky acquiesced in reasoning he needed to tune his guitar while Timmy watched his programs.
Their rather uneventful night however was ruined when some teenage girl kicked her way in, yelling about Ricky stealing another client from under her feet. Timmy eventually realized who Ricky was getting into a fight with, it was Vicky the Babysitter. Chester had been very vocal and descriptive of what Vicky looked like.
Ering the side of caution to not get hit in the crossfire between the two, Timmy wisely made his way to his room. The boy let out a sigh as the sounds of shouting could be heard from below, followed by the sounds of fists hitting flesh. Timmy didn't know who to root for, but he wanted to lean toward the more mellow Ricky.
Taking his magic nine ball from the nearby shake in his room to shake it and ask it a question, Timmy sat over on his bed to begin the question. "Oh magic nine ball, when will my parents get back from the movies?" He asked the ball, hoping to see an answer soon. The further he was from Vicky or either of the two the better, after all, it seems the two have a rather 'close' history for the lack of a better term.
Timmy looked to see the answer he shook out from the ball, and sighed. "Titanic Director's Cut, they'll be there forever!" He whined, and threw the ball at the wall out of anger.
A weird phenomenon began to happen, and before he knew it, Timmy watched as Two Fairies magically appeared in front of him from out of the magical nine ball.
The first one to fly over to him was the green hair fairy, "Hi, I'm Cosmo!" He joyously announced.
The pinked haired one was next, "And I'm Wanda!" And together they began to chorus together. "And We're…your fairy god parents!" The fairies announced to him with dramatic flair.
Timmy was about to tell them he was calling the cops when Wanda asked him what he thought, only to be interrupted by Ricky who kicked his way in. "Yo twerp…hold on…" he stood back to stop the attempt by Vicky of jump kicking him, and grabbed her foot before it kicked him in the head. "Look whose foot I got!" He grinned wolfishly before throwing Vicky back down the hallway. The other teen let out a squawk of shock and pain as she was thrown through the air, and went tumbling down the stairs.
Timmy looked around to see he had a fish bowl now with strangely looking fish with familiar eyes, so that's where they went…
"Dang you Ricky!" Vicky yelled in pain at her rival/nemesis through the house.
Timmy blinked at the absurdity of it all, Ricky waved him off. "I think it's best ya stay in here twerp, things might get violent for the remaining night!" His sitter explained before shutting the door, followed by more fighting moments later.
"What a weird teen!" Cosmo remarked beside Timmy.
"But a nice guitar he had hanging on his back." Wanda added with a smile.
The three of them blinked in surprise when they began to hear the sounds of a guitar hitting something, followed by more fighting between the teens.
Timmy supposed he might as well roll with the night, he looked towards his fairy godparents. "So….what can you guys do?" He asked them, earning excited looks from the two.
The next question Timmy wanted to ask from Cosmo and Wanda was why they were in his room, and his Godparents to be more specific.
Cosmo was the first to answer by floating next to Timmy's face with an excited smile, "We wanna help you!" He answered before flicking up some pixie dust from his hand. "We're magic! Ooh!" He throws up some more pixie dust for dramatic effect. "We're magic! Ooh!" He repeats.
Wanda floated over past Cosmo to look directly towards Timmy's face, "We grant wishes!" She giggled with her added explanation.
The sound of the fight between Ricky and Vicky began to travel up through the hallway outside Timmy's room, prompting the three of them to listen on curiously as they could hear Ricky and Vicky duke it out.
"This was a good gig till you came along! Go mooch off some other neighborhood or town!" Vicky yelled as the two could be heard exchanging kicks and punches.
A crash of a body hit the floor, followed by the yelp of pain from Vicky. "What's that? I couldn't hear you after your trip in the fall! Hah!" Ricky guffawed at Vicky's expense.
Another scuffle broke out between the two, before a thwack was heard followed by the sound of a body tumbling down the stairs. "Hah, who's taking a trip now!" Vicky triumphantly exclaimed with victorious amusement.
The three present in Timmy's room looked to each other in mild amusement and curiosity, Cosmo was the first to announce his thoughts. "Golly, is this that human dating you guys do?" He asked in obliviousness
Timmy wasn't sure how to respond, but was beaten to the punch by Wanda. "I think this is that ritual where the male conquers and takes his girl!" She reasoned, causing both of the fairies to laugh at the answer.
"What's going on in there!?" Vicky announces herself by slamming the door open with a haggard look, and various scuff marks on her face. The teen girl breathed heavily with a glare, Timmy simply smiles in response. "Nothing! Nothing at all!" He answered innocently, hoping Ricky would come back and take care of the notorious Vicky.
Before Vicky could walk in and try to torment Timmy for her amusement, Ricky came around the doorway with an equally haggard look and brought his hand onto her shoulder. Prompting her to look shocked as she looked over to see Ricky with a wolfish grin. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked before pulling her out of the room, and throwing her down the hallway with a shout.
Ricky looked down the hallway before looking back inside Timmy's rook, he snapped his finger and pointed at the Fishbowl on Timmy's nightstand. "Cool Fish Twerp!" He grinned roguishly, prompting Timmy to look back where his 'fish' were.
"Uh…right, fish! Yeah, they're pretty cool Alright!" Timmy responds back to Ricky.
From downstairs, they could hear Vicky release aggravated grunts and yells as she stormed up the stairs. "Darn you Ricky! I'm not through with you!" She yelled while storming towards the other teen with fire of fury in her eyes.
Ricky snapped his fingers and pointed them at Timmy with a smarmy smirk, "I'll be a bit busy for a good while, so you'll have to entertain yourself for the rest of the night this is gonna get messy!" He warned the kid.
Timmy looked back at his 'goldfish' before looking back at Ricky, "Uh…sure!" He cheerfully responded, "I'm sure I have plenty of stuff to do in my room!" Timmy assured Ricky, earning a wink from the teen. "Thatta boy twerp, and whatever you do, don't come down stairs if you start hearing a mower engine." Ricky added on.
"...Why a mower engine?" Timmy asked warily.
Before Ricky could respond to Timmy, Vicky finally got the drop on him with a lunging kick into the stomach that sent him down the other side of the hallway. "That's for yesterday, and I got plenty more where that came from!" She roared in anger, before glaring at Timmy and slamming the door shut on the kid.
"Odd boy…Definitely a mating ritual for you humans." Cosmo remarked cluelessly after popping next to Timmy.
Wanda was the next one to pop on the other side next to Timmy, "Sweet girl, definitely a hit with the boys." She sarcastically added.
Timmy looked towards the two of his new fairy godparents, "So…you two grant wishes, huh?" The boy asked giddy with excitement.
Cosmo gave a proud look to Timmy, "Sure do!"
Wanda smiled in response, "And we love godchildren with creative ideas and imaginations!" She remarked with joy
Timmy tapped his chin to think, with Ricky taking care of-
"You punched me in the chest! You can't punch me in the chest! I'm a girl!" Vicky yelled at Ricky as the teens continued to fight each other
"Oh, and you can? Just yesterday you kicked me in the-" Ricky retorted back, only to get smacked in response. "Slapping in the face? Really Vicky?" He responded with a deadpan tone.
Timmy grinned and thought against tormenting Vicky, Ricky was already occupying her time. "Can you guys grant me a new Television and the latest game console with games for it?" He excitedly asked Cosmo and Wanda.
Wanda floated close to Timmy, "Sure thing sport! All you gotta say is 'I wish for' followed by whatever you want!" His new Fairy Godparent explained to him.
More crashing and fighting echoed through the house, followed by the sound of a mower starting up.
"Why does that Guitar even have a pull string and a mower sound when you pull it?" Vicky shrieked as it could be heard she was trying to dodge Ricky's swings
The mower sound reverberated throughout the house, with it picking up in speed a bit. "Don't question it Vicky! Now stand still and take your lumps! Hahaha!" Ricky responded followed by the shouts of Vicky trying to fight off Ricky with a shovel.
"I'll freakin bury you!" Vicky yelled back.
Timmy smiled at his new Godparents, it was definitely going to be a long night until his parents came back home. "All right then, I wish for…."
Later
Ricky sat on the couch in the living room of Turners, his state of being was a bit disheveled and scuffed up but he nonetheless hummed a nonchalant tune as he strummed his bass Guitar. Not far by was Vicky with a roughed up look, and a groaning mess while holding an ice pack to her head.
She would occasionally glare daggers at Ricky who had the audacity to smirk back at her, "One of these days Ricky…" she grounded out angrily.
Ricky laughed at Vicky's expense, "Yeah, keep telling yourself that sweet cheeks!" He snarked back cheekily and chuckled, not looking back at Vicky and continued to work on tuning his Bass Guitar.
Their attention was brought to the front door when the Turner's finally arrived, "We're finally back Ricky." Mister Turner announced.
"Oh Vicky, we thought you couldn't work tonight?" Timmy's mom asked Vicky who was glaring heatedly at Ricky, "Yeah…about that…" Vicky tried to explain
Ricky smirked at Vicky, "Oh come on Vicky, we both know you wanted to visit me." He remarked, earning a death glare from Vicky.
"Right…" Vicky glowered at Ricky who shot back a smarmy grin.