All Because of a Trophy?
As Timmy tried to comprehend how things turned sour, and in a big way, Ricky grabbed his arm and helped him back onto his feet. Timmy wobbled a bit before standing up straight to face Ricky, the teen in question was bending down on his knees to face Timmy eye to eye. "You gotta be more careful kid!" Ricky warned Timmy with a boisterous attitude and crazed smile.
The teenager proceeded to give Timmy a scrutinizing gaze as he rested his hand on his knees as he knelt down at his knees, "Don't you know you gotta have a 'smile' on your face?" Ricky asked Timmy while making air quotes on the word 'smile' with his fingers.
Timmy placed his hands on his chest, "Ricky, it's me! Timmy!" The godchild pleaded with the teen.
Ricky squinted his eyes at Timmy while dubbing his chin, "...nope!" He chirps in excitement, "Doesn't ring a bell!" He responded with a cheerful look in his eyes.
Timmy glanced around and spotted a big picture of his dad situated atop a building, "Hey." He pointed towards a billboard, "That's my dad!" Timmy announced in confusion.
"Eh?" Ricky stands up to look where Timmy was pointing, before turning back around at the kid with a grin. "Yeah, dictator Dad!" The teen laughed at his added tidbit to Timmy.
Timmy jumped up to grab Ricky's shirt while planting his feet against the Teen's chest to keep himself steady, "You gotta take me to my dad! Something's not right!" He yelled worriedly into Ricky's face while pointing at the billboard of Mister Turner.
Ricky blinked a few times with a dull look, before grinning wildly and picking Timmy off of him by the shirt. "Face off Dictator Dad!? I like your attitude!" He exclaimed in excitement, before bringing his fingers into his mouth to let a sharp whistle out.
"Wait, I just need to talk with my dad!" Timmy quickly responds as he is dangled up in the air by Ricky, The teenager tossed him into the air with the sound of a moped heading towards them. Timmy let out a surprised shout as he soared through the air from the toss, out the corner of his peripheral vision he swore he saw a yellow moped drive itself towards Ricky before parking next to him.
With a bit of a rough landing onto the seat of his Time scooter that was parked nearby, Timmy blinked to himself to see Ricky on his own yellow moped. "What just happened?" Timmy asked himself.
Ricky revved his scooter up with a cheerful grin towards Timmy, "I always wanted to greet 'dad' with a smile!" The teenager guffawed in laughter, prompting Timmy to hurry and start his scooter up before Ricky drives off without him.
As Ricky zoomed up with a boisterous laugh, Timmy tailed after him with Hippy Cosmo and Wanda trailing after.
Parked outside where the Turner's house used to be, Timmy and Ricky took in the sight of a concrete wall with barbed wire surrounding the home of Dictator 'Dad'. With a mailbox that only spells 'dad' and two smiley statues situated near the front yard walkway entrance, Ricky gestured for Timmy to follow him. "Come on!" He cheerfully motioned.
As Ricky and Timmy waltzed up towards the front door, two 'smile' guards stood by with near permanent happy expressions. "Howdy!" The teen cheerfully greeted the two as Timmy continued on to knock on the front door, while Ricky stayed back to greet the two.
The two bald guards simply glanced at Ricky, "Hi!" One responded with a quick wave, "Nice smile!" The other greeted Ricky.
Timmy on the other hand reached up towards the doorbell to ring it, and with a ding dong upon pressing it, the door was opened by Mister Turner with a smile. Timmy looked up in shock and confusion, "Dad!" He exclaimed.
Mr. Turner let a chuckle out before responding cheerfully, "That's what they call me!" He responded then added, "Or else!" Timmy's dad then gestured for him to follow him in, "Come on in!" He joyfully encouraged Timmy to come in, before adding in one more- "Or else!"
"Hi 'dad'!" Ricky walked further up with a smile under his painted face, "Great Riot out there with smiles!" He waved cheerfully at Mister Turner.
Timmy's dad's smile strained a bit, before Mister Turner took a few calming breaths. "Indeed! Be sure to keep smiling as you riot!" He regretfully encourages based on his ever present rule.
Always smile
"Or else!" Ricky added chipperly. "Is mac and cheese still on for tonight!" He asked joyfully with a crazed smile.
Timmy's dad clasped hands together to calm himself, before gesturing for both to come in.
"Now first off." Mister Turner began to say as he led the two in, "Who are you son?" He asked towards Timmy as he led the two through the main entrance room, filled to the brim of pictures with Timmy's dad smiling.
Timmy looked up at his dad as he followed through a hallway covered with picture frames, all with different folks smiling. "I'm your son!" Timmy responded in a worried tone.
"All people are my children!" Timmy's dad declared while stopping near a few prominent photos with him in it, Mister Turner then began to show Timmy photos of him graduating from dictator school then taking over earth. "Here's me, graduating from dictator college." Mister Turner started with the frame of him shaking hands with a man wearing an eyepatch, while holding up his diploma.
Timmy's dad then showed a photo of him taking over the world with fire in the background, "And this is me, taking over the world." He then added-, "With smiles!"
Timmy's dad then made a gesture towards an empty spot where a trophy might have been, "Aaaand this is where I'd put a trophy…" mister Turner paused, before making an angered look. "IF I HAD ONE!" he exclaimed with clenched fists.
Timmy glanced over up at Ricky, who glanced back with a rare look of confusion before offering a shrug.
Mister Turner preceded to hold out hands on a halt gesture with a cheerful expression, "Sorry." He momentarily apologized, and placed his hand on his forehead, "Lost the happy." Timmy's dad remarked, before facing the two with a returned happy expression, "But the happy's back!" He smiled at them.
Timmy was the first to speak up after that, "Why are you so happy all the time?" He asked his dad confusedly.
"Well-" Mr. Turner began to pace back and forth while he did his explanation of 'always Happy'. "Thirty years ago." He started with, while he continued to pace around, "After losing both the trophy, and the love of my life." Timmy's dad stopped pacing to clasped his hands at the mention of 'the love of his life', he leaned down towards Timmy with a smile on his face. "I dove into denial."
Mr. Turner stood back and began clenching his fingers with a happy expression, "And as Ruler, I demand the world to do the same." He continued in his monologue, then proceeded to hug himself. "That's why everyone smiles every waking moment!" Timmy's dad cheerfully ended his explanation.
"Or else?" Timmy questioned his alternate timeline dad, earning a smile from Mister Turner in response. "Now you're getting it!" Timmy's dad remarked.
Ricky chose to raise his hand as if he was in class before Timmy could utter his next words, "Then why don't you find the love of your life now?" The teenager cheerfully asked with a grin.
Mister Turner blinked a few times, "...Wait…what?" The 'parent' of Timmy asked the teenager with a dumbfounded expression.
Ricky thumbed towards a window of Timmy's Dad's home, "You rule the world now, couldn't you just search that love of yours now?" The teenager informed Timmy's dad with a chuckle and smile.
Mister Turner raised an eyebrow, before looking down at the floor and putting a finger to his lip in thought. "...Wait…" he said with shock.
Ricky continued to add more, "And isn't the old saying, women love a man with power!?" The teen supplied.
Timmy's dad looked up and between the two visitors, before running off. "THERE'S STILL A CHANCE!" Mister Turner joyfully yelled as left the hallway they were in.
Timmy looked up towards Ricky with confusion, "What was that all about!?" He asked with a wave of his arms.
Ricky bent down at his knees to look at Timmy eye to eye, "I always wanted to point that out to him!" He cackled with mirth, before getting up to exit the building. "Later Kid!" He waved cheerfully before leaving out of sight.
Timmy glanced around and realized what he needed to fix, "Dad's trophy!" He exclaimed in shock, "I gotta make sure he gets that trophy!" Timmy then ran off towards his time scooter, he needed to go back in time to fix his mess.
Standing in the kitchen of Dictator 'Dad', Ricky glanced around as he waited for the time fix. "Dude only has a microwave and fridge…" he tutted at Mister Turner, before chuckling to himself.
!-time-fix-poof-!
Later at Crazy Ricky's odd Services office.
Sitting up on his ragged couch, Ricky had a bag of chips in hand. Placed atop a television stand was a tube tv with the news on, it was normal Dimmsdale once more, or as normal as you could call it.
Ricky glanced over at Norm who changed the channel for something better, "Told ya that wish was important." He remarked, before tossing a chip into his mouth to munch on it.
Norm gave Ricky a quizzical look as he slurped away on a slushy, "Yeah." He began to say after he stopped drinking his beverage, "But how did you know it would happen?"
Ricky grinned cheekily at Norm after he finished the chip he was chowing down on. "How many children have godparents, and what's the off chance they wish for some reality bent catastrophe?" He lifted his brows up and down with a grin.
Norm blinked to himself, before letting out a chuckle. "Heh, point taken." He shrugged, and poofed himself up a bag of popcorn. "Did you get the pay per view Wrestling match?" He asked the teen hopefully.
Ricky gave a deadpan look at Norm, "...Yes…but why couldn't you just magically 'pirate' it?" The teenager grinned challengingly towards the genie.
Norm poofed a floating lazy boy for him to lounge on, "Yeah, I could….But I'd rather you get it legally!" He responded with a cheeky attitude.
Ricky rolled his eyes at Norm's behavior, before settling in to watch the Wrestling match as well.
AN; Don't mess with time, mkay? Uh, creating an alternate timeline is bad, mkay?