Alternate Ending #1: I am happy and I don't need fairy godparents anymore!View OnlineFairly Odd Friendship: Bonus MaterialAlternate Ending #1: I am happy and I don't need fairy godparents anymore!"What do I do?" Timmy said to himself fearfully as he watched the horrible scene unfold before him. Never before in his life did things seem so hopeless. Even when Cosmo and Wanda were taken away from him, or he couldn't access his magic, he was sure something would come through for him, or he would figure out a way. Even when the Dazzlings beat him up and threatened to throw Trixie off the roof, something did come through for him: Sunset and her friends came to rescue him and his fairies. Then, Sunset became a superhero and started beating up the Dazzlings. And then she was supposed to win. That's how it was supposed to work in the comic books. The good guys win, and the bad guys lose? Instead, Sunset struggled to keep her friends from becoming the slaves of the Dazzlings. Timmy knew Sunset was strong, but he could tell she was running out of energy since she was straining to stop them from falling under their spell. And based on how the Dazzlings were smiling and boasting, they still had plenty of power from Cosmo and Wanda's wands. No, Timmy couldn't deny it: Sunset would lose; the Dazzlings were too powerful from his fairies' magic. Timmy hugged his knees and started to whimper. It wasn't supposed to end with Sunset choosing between protecting him and her friends and letting the Dazzlings rule the world. It wasn't fair. None of it was fair. He looked down and- Timmy's eyes widened when he saw what was on the ground. It was a copy of Da Rules. He didn't know how it got here. Maybe the Dazzlings accidentally brought it with them. His eyes widened as an idea came to his brain. Timmy carefully slid down the tree trunk, walked over to the Da Rules, and picked it up. He had an idea, but to go through with it, he needed to reread it to be sure. He turned to the right page and read it aloud: "Should a child declare, 'I am happy, and I don't need my godparents anymore,' the fairies shall be taken away and given to another, more miserable child." Timmy frowned more morosely as he read the final part of the rule. "The godchild will have the memories of their time with their fairy godparents taken away." Timmy thought this one was the most unfair of all the rules. Timmy could accept not having wishes anymore. To be a grownup, he needed to live without Cosmo and Wanda. He could accept never seeing Cosmo and Wanda again. They'd probably be too busy with their godchild to have time for him anymore, let alone be able to visit all their other former godchildren. But why did he have to forget about them? Why spend time with him if he had to forget they existed?! Why shouldn't he be allowed to remember the beings who made him feel loved when no one else did?! If fairies were about making kids happy, wouldn't taking away his good memories of them make him unhappy again?! "LAST CHANCE, SUNNYBUN!" Megadagio bellowed to the conflicted Sunset. "Swear fealty to me, or I'll crush all your friends." Timmy watched with horror as the Canterlot students marched closer and closer to the Dazzlings. He had no choice, did he? Sunset didn't have enough power to stop the sirens, the kids of Canterlot were in danger, and even if they did actually spare him, Cosmo and Wanda, would still be their lunch, and the world would be theirs.' Timmy remembered when he wanted to be an adult. He thought being an adult meant doing whatever you wanted and not having to follow the rules. Boy, was he wrong? Being an adult was hard. It meant doing your dishes and doing your own work, and that was when you didn't have kids. Having kids meant you had to sacrifice for them. Cosmo and Wanda sacrificed their time and magic to make him happy. His parents could be selfish and dumb jerks, but they sacrificed to give him food, a bed, and a roof over his head. Sunset and her friends sacrificed for him, too. Yeah, they didn't do it for the right reasons, but they still tried to help him. They even tried to save him even after the mean and stupid things he did to them. If he had wanted to save everyone, Timmy had to give up....what he loved the most. Tears rolling down his eyes, Timmy opened the book and began reading the phrase that would end this once and for all. "I'm happy and don't need fairy godparents anymore." Timmy took a deep breath and said it louder. "I'm happy I don't need fairy godparents anymore!" Timmy paused, his cheeks wet with tears, as he steadied himself to say the magic words. "I'M HAPPY, AND I DON'T NEED FAIRY GODPARENTS ANYMORE!" Despite being far away, Daydream heard her charge yell. She didn't dare break her concentration due to the effort she was putting in to save her friends, but she still listened to the words and felt their pain and sorrow. "Timmy," she said to herself, "what are you-" Daydream Shimmer and MegasirenBut both paused from their battle as they felt the ground shaking and a massive glowing purple fog suddenly appeared in the sky. The teens of Canterlot felt their fears grow even more."What is that?" someone yelled, pointing at the sky, before a massive flash shone through the air, blinding everyone who saw it. "WHAT'S GOING ON?" Megadagio yelled, her rage and cruelty giving way to shock and a little bit of fear. Daydream Shimmer, who didn't know what was going on either, was shocked to see all her human classmates in some trance. "What happened to my friends-" Daydream began before she noticed some humanoid shape emerging from the fog and crashing down in front of her and Megasiren. The man was the tallest humanoid Sunset or the Dazzlings had ever seen. He looked like an army commander, with fatigues, a rugged, muscular build, army boots, and hair shaped into a crew cut. And he approached Megasiren without a trace of fear on his stone-like face. "Another hero trying to destroy us!" Megadagio barked, clearly not afraid of the musclebound being. Megasiren opened their mouths. The fairy, not flinching one bit, raised his wand, and with a "POOF!" the giant monster was turned back into the three Dazzlings, who collapsed painfully to the ground. Sunset saw the two fairies lying on the ground and perfectly OK. The Dazzlings were dismayed over losing their power, but none were more furious than the leader. "NO!" Adagio yelled in anger. "All our hard work down the drain-" the massive fairy ended her caterwauling by crushing her and her sisters with his massive fists, looking at them like a bunch of pathetic insects. With another POOF, the school was fixed. Sunset broke out of her awe at how easily this man had defeated the Dazzlings, breathed a sigh of relief, and flew over to Timmy with a cheerful expression. "Timmy," she chirped. "You save us! Why didn't you-" Sunset paused when he saw Timmy shaking and crying. "Timmy, what's-" Sunset turned around and saw Jorgan stomping toward her, the same cold mask upon his brow. "TIMMY TURNER!" Jorgen bellowed. "You have declared yourself not needing of fairy godparents! As a result, your fairies shall go away forever, and you shall forget you ever had them, just as these humans will have forgotten the events your fairies created." Sunset, a pit form in her soul. Timmy was going to lose his memories? Sunset's fear grew into outright terror. "Jorgen, please!" Wanda pleaded while lying on the ground. "We love him!" Cosmo pleaded. But none of their pleas seemed to deter Jorgen as he strode toward the shaking boy. Sunset tried to put herself between the massive fairy and her charge, only for Jorgen to blast her with his wand. POOF! Sunset found herself covered in gold chains. She tried to use any magic she knew to get herself out of chains, but none worked. "Leave him alone! Please!" Sunset said, tears running down her eyes, but Jorgen ignored her. Jorgen grabbed Timmy in his fist and flashed a light, seemingly uncaring for the boys' cries. After several flashes, Timmy was left in a daze. To her horror, the boy didn't look like he recognized her anymore. With his job done, Jorgen poofed Timmy away. With another poof, he freed Sunset from her chains, but it didn't make the pain she felt go away. "What did you do to him?" Sunset yelled, hot tears running down her eyes. Cosmo and Wanda stood on the grass, tears running down their eyes. "He's home," Jorgen replied coolly. "Why did you take him away from me?" Sunset said, horrified by this creature's indifference to coldly erasing a boy's memories. "You'll understand when you're older," Jorgen said, his voice devoid of emotion, as if ripping away the memories of Timmy and her friends was just regular business to him. He strode away from Sunset and back over to the fairies, also consumed by their grief. He summoned up a massive copy of Da Rules, which opened up and generated some vacuum. The two wailing fairies were sucked in, their final words crying out for their godchild. "TIMMY!" With his job done, Jorgen von Strangle poofed away with a massive bang. Sunset sat there in shock, trying to process what had happened. She was so shocked that she didn't notice the daze hanging over all her friends had vanished. "What happened?" Someone from the crowd of students asked. "Why are we all here?" All of them found themselves in the middle of the school, oblivious to the chaos they all endured. "What are they doing here?" Someone else yelled. The crowd looked and saw the Dazzlings pulling themselves up from the ground, moaning in some pain. "Maybe they came back to try and take over the world!" Trixie yelled. "And we've become an angry mob to take them down!" She billowed suddenly, holding up a torch. "What?" Adagio asked rhetorically, not liking where this was going, as did her equally fearful younger sisters, realizing the mob of students suddenly surrounded them, brandishing pitchforks and torches. "C'mon, guys," she said in what she hoped was a friendly tone. "We're all civilized people living an enlightened era-" "Burn the witch!" Someone bellowed. The Dazzlings ran away screaming in terror while the mob of students chased after them with a roar. A few moments later, the Rainbooms were poofed back and fell to the ground in a heap. They all pulled themselves back up from the ground with a grunt."What happened?" Rainbow muttered. She took in her surroundings, and to her relief, the Dazzlings were gone, and the school was in good shape. She and her fellow Rainbooms noticed Sunset sitting on the ground. "Sunset, what happened?" Twilight asked happily. "How were the Dazzlings defeated? Did you and Timmy-" Twilight saw tears cloud Sunset's eyes as soon as she mentioned the boy's name. The other Rainbooms also noticed Sunset's growing distress. "Sunset," Fluttershy asked in a concerned voice, "are you OK?!" Sunset whimpered for a few moments before finally breaking down and crying. She sounded like she had been to a funeral for a close friend or relative. In a way, she was. The boy she'd come to care for like her own was gone forever. Timmy stumbled home exhausted after getting off the bus as he always did. The neighborhood was having its annual cookoff, which meant his parents, wanting to stick it to Dinkleberg, were going to going to ditch him and leave him with...her. When he stumbled into the house, he found his parents were there watching something on TV. He noticed their goofy and oblivious expressions were twisted into something angry. His parents noticed him and their furious expressions faded momentarily in favor of joy. "Hey, sport," Timmy's Dad greeted, turning away from the TV to look at his son. "We're going to cook off today." "Which means I have to see Vicky again," Timmy intoned miserably. To his growing confusion, mentioning the name caused the smiles on his parents' faces to waver for a moment. "Yes," his mom said with a fake happy expression. "For the last time." Before Timmy could respond, the door burst open and the redhead monster stormed in, her falsely kind expression ready and waiting. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Turner," Vicky chirped with false cheer. "Hello my little munchkin!" The teenager pulled him into her bone-crushing fake hugs. While his oxygen supply was being cut off, Timmy glanced over to his parents. Instead of cooing over Vicky's act, like they usually did, their cheerful expressions seemed to darken, like whenever he brought home a bad grade from school. While Vicky was arrogant, she was far from clueless, and she soon noticed the Turners weren't happy to see her. "What's wrong?" Vicky asked with a pretense of concern, "did someone wake up on the wrong of the bed?" The Turner parents seemed to get even more ticked but were able to regain their composures. "We've got a new movie, and we'd like to show it to you." Mr. Turner pulled out his remote and turned on the TV. What Vicky saw made her blood run cold. "Anyways, I got to check on something," the Vicky in the footage said, "stay here, and when you do finish the leaves, take out the trash." Vicky felt time slow, and her heart leaped into her throat as she watched the footage of her dumping garbage on the twerp's head. The sight made the Turner parents glare daggers at Vicky. Timmy watched that and looked to the ground, almost on the verge of tears, only to be comforted by his mom patting him on the head. But the comfort she gave her son didn't lessen her fury toward the so-called babysitter. "Where did you get that?" Vicky asked the Turner mother fearfully. "It was somehow attached to a brick thrown through my window, but that's unimportant," Mrs. Turner said icily. "What's important is you've been treated my...son like a punching bag and lying to us about it." Mr. Turner said nothing but simply gave the soon-to-be-fired Vicky a silent glare. "So, young lady...what do you have to say for yourself?" Mrs. Turner asked in a voice laden with venom. "Uh..." Vicky said, almost hyperventilating in fear, "It's...not what it looks like?" "Honey," Mr. Turner said, his ordinarily boisterous tone becoming unusually cold, "get me the Home Defense System." "Wait-," Vicky pleaded before Mrs. Turner handed her husband a nailed bat. With a terrorized scream, Vicky ran out of the house with Mr. Turner chasing after her. Timmy watched all this in silent shock. His parents finally accepted Vicky was a mean bully and kicked her out. It had to be a dream, hadn't it? His father returned with clumps of Vicky's hair stuck to the nails in the bat and a massive grin. Timmy looked at his father with a hopeful expression for the first time in a long time. "You mean...Vicky's never gonna watch me again?" Timmy asked his father with cautious joy in his voice. "No." Timmy felt a massive grin form on his face. "We got a new babysitter, Sunset Shimmer, to watch you while we go out." Mrs. Turner said excitedly. Timmy's hopes crashed and burned as his parents held the door open and some new girl came in. Red and yellow hair draped down her fair skin while wearing a biker's jacket, a blue-green dress, and jeans. The teen smiled at him with her blue eyes, a smile that made Timmy quiver with fear. While his parents were busy greeting the new babysitter, the bucktoothed boy snuck himself to the kitchen to do the chores he would likely be ordered to do. He looked from the chores to see the new girl coming to him, the same smile on her face. Timmy stood still, fearing what Sunset would do to him. "Forget about chores," Sunset said, the words and the enthusiasm behind them leaving Timmy baffled. The fire-haired girl held up a video game cartridge. "Let's play some Crash Nebula." Timmy looked at the girl with confusion, putting the dish he was washing down to stare at her. "How did you know I like Crash Nebula." The girl looked both taken aback and a little "A..friend of mine," she muttered, "a friend of mine...liked it, so I figured you might like it." Timmy looked in confusion, wondering why the girl was upset. But then he remembered he was a boy and video games, not deep long-term thinking, were his top priorities. "Ok, sure," the pink-hatted boy said uneasily. "Please let us see Timmy?" Wanda pleaded with desperation. Cosmo and Wanda stood in front of Jorgen's desk, begging the Enforcer of Da Rules to bend the rules a bit for them. "No," the oversized fairy said coldly, long used to the harsh but necessary task of separating fairies from their godchildren. "Pretty please," Cosmo asked with puppy dog eyes and a whimper. "With cherries and marshmallows, and-" "NO!" Jorgen bellowed. "Can we...just see how he's doing?" Wanda asked with a sad and broken look. Jorgen was about to refuse, but as hard as his heart was, even he couldn't resist the forlorn looks of the two fairies. "Very well," Jorgen replied with a reluctant boy. "I will allow you to see the boy. But you may not approach him." Cosmo and Wanda silently nodded, solemnly accepting that this was the best they could hope for. Jorgen poofed up a large crystal ball and showed it to them. After a small poof, a vision of Timmy began to appear. What they saw in the vision took them by surprise. Sunset had to give him credit. Timmy was quick on the controls. The game was entering the last ten seconds, and he was winning by a narrow lead. Timmy played Crash Nebula on the screen, while Sunset played one of the evil aliens. "I'm gonna win," Timmy gloated. Sunset let a smirk form on her face. She yanked Timmy's hat over his eyes. "Hey!" Timmy squawked. As Sunset calculated, Timmy let go of his controller to pull the hat from his eyes. Sunset gleefully mashed the "Y" button, finishing him off. "Game Over!" The screen said, "Sunset is the winner!" "You cheated," Timmy said with a growl. "All is fair in love and intergalactic conquest," Sunset said remorselessly. Timmy let out a growl, but it was more playful than annoyed. But before Timmy could further protest, the doorbell rang. Sunset immediately went over to answer it. "Timmy," Sunset said. The buck-toothed boy looked over and saw five other girls walking into the house. "These are my best friends, and they wanted to meet you." "Why?" "Because she said you were the most precious thing she'd ever seen." Rarity cooed. Timmy was taken aback by the attention but felt himself relaxing as the six girls gave him one of the best hugs ever. Cosmo and Wanda once again began to cry. However, it was not tears of sorrow but tears of joy. Cosmo and Wanda knew this day would come eventually. The day their time with Timmy would end, as it always had with every godchild they cared for. Their anxiety was not just having to part with the children they loved and cherished but wondering whether they would be OK in their absence. Whether others could look after their godchild or he could look after himself. Timmy may not have two fairies to watch over him, but Cosmo and Wanda weren't worried. Their favorite godchild now had six angels to watch over him.
Bonus Chapter #1: Re-Write This (Part 1)View OnlineFairly Odd Friendship: Bonus MaterialBonus Chapter #1: Re-Write This (Part 1)Author's Note As I've said in comments, I don't believe there are bad ideas in fiction. Just bad implementation. People often rage at the characters that were introduced in the late seasons (Post Fairly Oddbaby) of FOP, but I don't think it would be that hard to make them work. So here my first attempt at rewriting several of the "bad" ideas from Fairly Oddparents. I know this isn't strictly MLP or EG, but I did explore this as a potential chapter in Fairly Odd Friendship, and so publish it to demonstrate the creative process. This will be the first of many, many bonus chapters. Again, this is separate from the main story, and will not feature EG characters. Bonus Chapter #1: Re-Write This (Part 1) Timmy sharing his godparents with someone else. Premise: Timmy and Trixie are forced to share their Fairy Godparents. However, they quickly come to blows over their differences, and their attempt to wish at the same time causes an explosion that leaves them trapped underground. Now they must overcome their differences and escape without magic. "This is a real smart idea," Trixie said disdainfully while filing her nails, watching Timmy try and tunnel his way out of the concrete tube they were in using a plastic shovel ,"I bet we'll be out of here in about...300 years." Timmy angrily threw his plastic shovel away and turned angrily toward the popular girl. "I don't see you coming up with bright ideas," Timmy said with a growl, "but then again, you never had to come up with a good idea in your life." "And why is that," the raven haired girl said, putting her nail file away, and turning to glare at the brown-haired boy. "You get everything you want!" Timmy yelled. "You think I get everything?" Trixie asked Timmy incredulously. "Yeah," Timmy yelled back, "you get friends, money, popularity, and a limo to take you to school? What could you possibly be miserable about?" "Wow, you're real smart," Trixie said with some disdain, getting up from her makeshift seat and storming away from Timmy, who was taken aback by Trixie's anger. "You think you have me figured me out." "You think its bad having parents who aren't around," Trixie said with some frustration, turning her back toward Timmy while leaning against the wall. "Try having parents who are ALWAYS AROUND!" Trixie took out her phone and handed it to Timmy. "Here are the messages my sweet and loving mom sends me." Timmy took it. The messages all said things like 'stand up straight'. 'don't chew', 'keep your skirt straight'. "I don't get it," Timmy said, handing the phone back to Trixie. "Of course you don't," Trixie said with a growl. "Let me ask you this? How many times did you see my mom tell me 'I love you' or 'how you doing?" "Well," Timmy said, frowning at the thought. "NEVER," Trixie yelled, much to Timmy's growing concern. "You know why I can't enjoy comics. Because my mom rips them away from me, saying that proper ladies read books." Trixie's voice became a whimper. "Every day my mom tells me what to do and what to wear." Trixie started crying. "I don't think I even have a mom," Trixie said, "I think she's more like my talent agent." Trixie angrily threw her phone away and started weeping. "Trixie," Timmy said with some remorse, "I'm sorry. It's just...I'm scared of losing Cosmo and Wanda and...I thought that you were too perfect to need them." "And I'm sorry too," Trixie said, the last of her tears dying, "I didn't mean to be mean. But...I'm jealous of you." "Me?" "Yeah, your parents aren't perfect," Trixie said with a sniffle, "but at least they tell you they love you when they're around. And they let you watch action movies and read Crimson Chin. My mom treats me like a doll she dresses up whenever she's around me." "Vicky did that to me," Timmy said with a smirk. "Really?" Trixie asked Timmy. "Yeah," Timmy said with a smile, "she took me on one of her shopping sprees, made me dress up, and some old lady thought I was the prettiest girl she'd ever seen." Trixie snickered a bit, as did Timmy. It got rid of some of the stress. "Look," Timmy said, "I know we didn't get off on the wrong foot, but maybe we can let bygones be bygones, start over, and work together to get out of here." Trixie smiled at him, and extended her hand. "Deal," the girl said. Timmy and Trixie shook hands, smiling at each other with more respect.
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Bonus Chapter #3: Deleted Scenes (Part 2)View OnlineFairly Odd Friendship: Bonus MaterialBonus Chapter #3: Deleted Scenes (Part 2)Camp Learn-A-Torium's Safety Seminar: Timmy's Dad Armor Mr. Turner had been horrified over Timmy's kidnapping. So he gave the boy an armor to protect him. "And done," Mr. Turner said reassuringly. "That armor should keep you safe," Mrs. Turner said. "Dad I can hardly move," Timmy said with a frown, "or see". A massive heavy armor, built from an old radiator, covered his entire body. He was forced to wear a colander on his head like a helmet, that covered his entire body. "I can't even lift my arms," the boy said, his arms trapped in old metal pipes. "That means its working," Timmy's Dad proudly. "Sunset's outside," Timmy's Mom said, watching the familiar motorcycle pull in. "Off to school for your assembly," Mr. Turner said, pushing his son out of the house. "What were you trying to do," Sunset said with a snicker as she walked up to the house, "play knight." "Dad's making me wear this stupid armor," Timmy said with displeasure. "Because he's worried about you," Sunset said with a serious look. "But yeah," Sunset said, "this is going a little too far." Sunset tried pulling the armor off of Timmy, only for the boy to fall off the porch, and roll into the street with a groan. "Well, it can't get any-," Timmy paused as he saw a group of marathon runners coming toward him. He tried to escape, only find the armor was too heavy for him to be able to move. "Ahh," Timmy yelled as the first runner stomped on him. "Ahh," yelled as he was stomped again. "This safety armor isn't making me safe." Sunset ran toward Timmy to save him from being trampled. Camp Learn-A-Torium's Safety Seminar: Principal Waxelplax and her jelly. "Hello Principal," Sunset said, greeting Waxelplax respectfully. The woman sat at a table near the entrance to the auditorium, giving out attendance tickets, a box of jelly donuts next to her. Timmy, tired of having his hand held, ran away from Sunset and walked into the auditorium, to Sunset's consternation. "Hello Ms. Shimmer," the woman said. "How are you?" "I'm happy. I think this is nice idea," Sunset said, "teaching these kids to stay safe." Pinkie Pie caught up to them with an annoyed frown, which faded as she saw the jelly donuts. She reached her hand toward the box. "I believe the safety of our students should always be paramount," Waxelplax said in a kindly voice, "and-GET AWAY FROM MY JELLY!" The woman screeched, brandishing a medieval flail at Pinkie Pie. "Wow take it easy," Sunset said with horror, "it's just-," "Neat," Pinkie Pie said, showing she was not all scared by the weapon, "my sister owns a cutlass." "What for?" Waxelplax asked with intrigue. "Pests." "Do I always have to get the door," Limestone said, storming over to the door. She opened the door, and saw a bunch of girl scouts. "Want to buy cookies," one of them asked. "Come on in," Limestone said, holding up her cutlass behind her with an evil smile. Vicky Vs. The Dazzlings. "You may have won this round Turner," Adagio said, looking down at the smug boy with a grin. "But mark our words," Aria said. "We will be back," Sonata said. "I've always wanted to say that," she gushed. "And when we get ba-," "What's going on here?" The sirens and Timmy turned to see an angry redhead walking up to the house. "Who are you?" Adagio asked with a smug expression. "I'm Vicky," the pony-tailed girl said, "the twerp's babysitter." She narrowed her eyes. "Who are you?!" "We've been watching this boy for weeks," Adagio said with a smug smile. "HOW DARE YOU!" Vicky bellowed. "That twerp is MY TERRITORY!" "And what are you going to do about it," Adagio said with a wide grin, "its three on-," Adagio's words died as Vicky pulled out her flamethrower with a vicious frown. "Let me give you a little lesson about what happens when you mess with my twerp," Vicky said with a growl, letting a massive flame emerge from the nozzle. "Only I can do that!" "Aria, Sonata," Adagio said, "be my shields." Adagio turned around, only for her sisters to be gone. Adagio let out a nervous chuckle, before running away from Timmy's house . "GET BACK HERE!" Vicky bellowed, chasing after Adagio, and blowing flames at her. Timmy watched this with a frown. "Vicky's still evil," Timmy lamented, "but she's better than a bunch of brainwashing sea monsters." "Isn't it great that things are back to normal," Cosmo said. "AH MY HAIR!" Adagio yelled from the distance. "FACE MY FIERY FURY!" Vicky screamed.
Bonus Chapter #4: Alternate Crossover Ideas (Part 1)View OnlineFairly Odd Friendship: Bonus MaterialBonus Chapter #4: Alternate Crossover Ideas (Part 1)In this story, Sunset ended up in Dimmsdale and became both Timmy's evil babysitter and magic-coveting, megalomaniacal nemesis "What do you mean you won't be home today?" Timmy asked his parents with dismay. "You said you wouldn't go out." "Oh Timmy," Mr. Turner said with a shrug, "I say a lot of things I don't mean for my own benefit." Dinkleberg came to the window. "Hey Turner," the man asked gregariously, "do you have my hedge clippers?" "No." "OK." Dinkleberg walked away. As soon as he was gone, Mr. Turner revealed his neighbor's hedge clippers were hidden behind his back. "See," Mr. Turner said proudly to his son. "Lying gets me anything I want." Mrs. Turner was slightly more sympathetic to Timmy. "Don't worry Timmy. Your favorite babysitter is coming." The door slammed open, revealing a sinisterly happy Sunset Shimmer as the door. Timmy felt himself gulp. "Bye Timmy," his oblivious parents called out, leaving him alone with the cruel redhead. Timmy felt like a deer in the headlights. "So Sunset, how's it-," The mean girl lifted Timmy by the collar of his shirt to her face. "GOING TO BED, TWERP!" .... Sunset watched the brown-haired boy from a bush using binoculars. "Keep thinking your safe Turner," Sunset said with a sinister hiss. "But soon I'll be ruling Equestria and putting that busybody princess in her place once I capture your....FAIRY GODPARENTS!" From a distance, Crocker sneered while disguised as a picket fence. "Amateur." In this story, Timmy never had fairy godparents, and did legitimately find a Stone of Desire. This crossover would be more EG and less FOP. Timmy ran out of the gym, tears running down his face. He finally collapsed near the weird horse statue, sobbing like crazy. "Why?", he wondered as he sobbed into the dirt. Why was Vicky always so mean to him? Why did his parents never believe him? What had he done to deserve this? He just wanted someone to be nice to him. Someone to love and care for him. Why was that too much to ask? After a few minutes of crying, Timmy finally stopped. He didn't feel completely better, but it felt good to cry a little bit. He pulled himself up. Only to trip over something. "Figures," Timmy muttered miserably. He glared at what had tripped him. His eyes widened at what he saw. It was the most pretty rock Timmy had ever seen. It was perfectly round, with all the colors of the rainbow running alongside it. It looked like a pebble-sized beachball. Timmy decided to pick it up. As soon as he held it to his face, Timmy felt his stomach rumble. He wasn't surprised. He hadn't eaten since lunch, and those jerks ate all the food. At that moment, Derpy walked out of the school, looking for the kid who left his shirt. Turning to the statue, she found him. Before she called out to him, Derpy's eyes narrowed at the brown-haired kid picked up something near the portal. Derpy rubbed her poor eyes to see better. Looking again, she saw the kid was holding up something shiny. The boy in the pink hat spoke to himself. "I wish I had a muffin." POOF! A muffin suddenly appeared in the boy's hand. Derpy dropped her jaw in horror. She threw away the T-shirt and ran into the school in a panic, shouting, "Muffin emergency!" In this story, EG and the Fairly Oddparents are in separate worlds. Timmy is accidentally transported to the EG world after one of Jimmy Neutron's experiments went awry. The experiment also led to Cosmo's wand being fused into Timmy's body. "So Jimmy, how is this going to work again?" Timmy asked his brainy frenemy. Timmy was currently in the middle of Jimmy's lab, holding up Cosmo's wand and standing on some metal platform. When Timmy heard that Jimmy had a plan that involved his fairies' magic, he just couldn't resist. The boy genius let a pedantic smile form on his face. "Through my power replicator, I believe I can transplant your computer programs' matter-generation abilities into other living beings." Timmy stared at Jimmy blankly. "I can make some other object grant wishes," Jimmy said. "Enough talk," Cosmo bellowed. He and Wanda were sitting on a couch, eager to watch another of Jimmy's experiments. "Make with the science Professor Fudgehead!" Jimmy looked to the side. "Carl." "Yes Jimmy?" Jimmy's rotund friend asked, proudly holding up some remote. "When I say 'go', you push the button, OK?" "K." "Can I hold up the remote?" Sheen asked excitedly. Everyone in the room silently glared at the twitchy boy. "Aww man!" "OK Timmy," the brown-haired scientist said, "just place the wand on the platform and step back." Timmy was about to do so when someone barged into the lab. "Jimbo!" Jimmy turned to see how had burst in through the door and let out an annoyed sigh. "I just had to show you this beautiful duck I found at a garage sale," Hugh said, showing off some ceramic duck. Cosmo and Wanda disguised themselves as a beaker and a flask, respectively. "See how adorable he is. He even has an adorable noise." Hugh started making obnoxious duck noises. "I thought my dad was annoying," Timmy muttered. The boy genius' patience wore thin. "Dad, will you just go!" "Go," Carl parroted. He pushed the button. The machine whirred on, much to Jimmy's horror. "Timmy you've got to-," the machine let out a laser beam that blasted the buck-toothed boy while he was still on the platform. "AAAHHHHH!" Timmy screamed painfully. Cosmo's wand began to meld into his body. "TIMMY!" Both Cosmo and Wanda yelled. Hugh broke out of his shtick to look horrified. "Jimbo! One of your friends is-." "CARL SHUT IT OFF!" "I can't," Carl said, "it doesn't have a shut off button." On the platform, Timmy was in so much pain, he couldn't move. Even so, he choked out a few words. "I...wish....I...was...out...of...here." Cosmo's wand lit up with a strange light. Instead of a poof, it let lose a horrific blast that released a ton of smoke. When the smoke cleared, Timmy Turner was gone. Flash was walking near the entrance to Canterlot High when he saw a bright yellow light forming from the the horse statue. Fearing a new adventure was on the horizon, Flash immediately texted Sunset about what was happening. He then decided to investigate. When he was ten feet away from the statue, a bright blast erupted, forcing the Canterlot teenager to cover his eyes with his arm. When the light ended, Flash saw something had been dumped near the portal. It was a boy. A short boy with brown hair and tan skin. He wore a pink shirt, blue pants, blue sneakers, and a pink hat. He laid on his hands and knees looking dazed. Flash's better instincts led him to help the boy. .... "Are you OK?" Timmy felt himself horribly disoriented. He felt himself lying on his hands and knees. He was so tired, he couldn't even open his eyes. "Kid, are you OK?" Timmy, with enormous force, finally pulled his eyes open. He saw a pair of legs with jeans. "Can you hear me?" He felt some grab his hand and pull him up. Timmy couldn't believe what he saw. It looked like some teenage boy. Only his skin was a weird light yellow and his hair was blue. "Are you hurt?" He asked. Timmy shook with some anxiety. "Who are you?" Timmy asked fearfully. "What are you? Why is your skin all yellow?!" The kid looked amused, as if Timmy had just asked why the sky was blue. "Why is your hat pink?" The teenager asked facetiously. "Do you need help kid?" Timmy was still little dizzy. "I wish I knew where I was," Timmy asked absent-mindedly. To Flash's shock, a map suddenly materialized in front of the boy. "How did-," Flash chocked out before something interrupted him. "Flash!" The blue-haired boy turned his attention away from the boy and saw Sunset approaching him.
