(AN: It's meeeeeeeeee! (groans) Yeah, I know. Here's an episodic, little-plot story that again will have chapters… I'll work it out as I go! For now, here's a short intro chapter. Thanks to all the people who reviewed my other stories, and to the 16 (WOW!) people who have me on their fav authors list! And special thanks go to Fairy1234, because, if it weren't for her request, this story would be very boring with no plot. But no! Now it's very boring with no plot but with ROMANCE! (does a dance) I don't own Fairly Oddparents or any of its characters, but I do own Terri Turner, Castle Uhsmith, and… well, I'll just let you find out her name!)
Terri Turner groaned as she ate her Cheerios, a sad, depressed look plastered on her face. Her mother gave her a weird look. "What's wrong, Terri?" she asked.
The six-year-old girl shrugged. "You know what's wrong, Mom! Summer's over and I have to go back to school."
Terri's seventeen-year-old brother, Tim, walked down the stairs, frowning as well. "At least you're just going to first grade," he muttered. "I've got to start my senior year."
Now, all you FOP fans know Tim, who was called Timmy when he was younger, of course. He hadn't changed too much either, he had just gotten taller, and his pink shirt and hat were replaced with red ones. He still had his messy hair and buckteeth, however.
Terri looked quite a bit like her older brother, with the same color brown hair and blue eyes. Her hair was also rather unkempt, but longer, and she didn't have her brother's bucktooth. She was wearing a sport jersey and jeans because, unlike her brother, she was very sporty. She was a tomboy, and proud of it.
"Are you about done?" Tim asked Terri. "We'd probably better leave soon."
Terri wolfed down her Cheerios and pushed the bowl away. "Okay, I'm done now. Bye, Mom!" she said.
"Yeah, see you later, Mom," said Tim, walking out the door with Terri.
"Bye kids!" said Mrs. Turner. "Beware the monkey!"
Tim and Terri stared at their mom. "What?" Tim finally asked.
"I don't think we'll be seeing a monkey, Mom," said Terri.
"But if you do, beware!" said Mrs. Turner, grinning.
"Right, we'll keep that in mind," said Tim, ushering Terri out the door, as if he feared for her safety.
"Jeez, Mom's weird," muttered Terri.
"You just noticed it?" asked Tim in shock. "Although she's nothing compared to--"
"Hey kids, guess what?" cried their father, Mr. Turner, popping out from nowhere with a huge rocket ship behind him. Ignoring his children's dropped jaws, he said happily, "I broke into both your college funds to buy this rocket!"
"…why?" Terri asked, pulling her jaw back up.
"Because the Dinkleburgs have one!" he said. His smile turned into a scowl. "Dinkleburg…"
"Uh, Dad? Return the rocket. See you," said Tim, pulling Terri away.
"Why didn't you talk him out of it?" asked Terri.
"I think Mom will," said Tim. "Besides, you're going to be late. And I need to go to school too after I take you!"
"I can go by myself!" said Terri, frowning at Tim. "And I won't be by myself, anyway. Castle's gonna meet me."
"Well… I told Cassie's parents that I'd make sure she got to school safely," said Tim hesitatingly.
"I'll do it for you! Then you can go to school by yourself. The school's just one block away, anyway."
"Oh, alright," said Tim. He stated to walk off. "Is Cassie going to meet you here?"
"Yep!" said Terri. "Have a good first day, Timmy!"
"Please don't call me that," said Tim, rolling his eyes. "And you have a good first day too."
Tim turned around the corner, looked to make sure no one was watching, and knelt down to talk to three bunnies. One was pink with pink eyes, one was green with green eyes, and the smallest was white with silver eyes.
"Terri doesn't want me to go with her, so you and Terri will just walk to school by yourselves, okay, Cassie?" Tim asked the white rabbit.
The green one gasped. "By THEMSELVES? But it's so far! What if something happens to them?"
"It's only one block away, Cosmo," said the pink rabbit with a sigh. "I think they'll be fine."
"But Wanda! You never know!" cried Cosmo. "I don't want ANYTHING to happen to Castle—"
"Don't worry, nothing will!" said Castle sweetly. She smiled, and looked like some sort of rabbit-angel. "Now could one of you turn me into a human please?"
"But I don't think you're READY for a full day of school yet!" Cosmo objected. "Can't you take kindergarten again?"
Wanda sighed again, waved her wand, and Castle turned into a little girl. Her white hair was pulled into two pigtails, and she wore pink overalls with a white shirt. Wanda turned herself and Cosmo into fairies, their real form, to give their daughter a hug.
"Have a good day, dumpling!" said Wanda, hugging her daughter.
Cosmo looked about ready to cry. "My baby's about to go to first grade! I don't think I'm ready for this!"
Wanda waved her wand and cheese appeared in front of Cosmo. "Ooooh, cheese!" he cried happily. "I'm better now!"
"That reminds me," said Wanda. She waved her wand again. A bookbag appeared on Castle's back, and a lunch box in her hand.
"What's in the lunchbox?" asked Castle.
"A ham and cheese sandwich, Cheez-Its, cheddar popcorn, and a hunk of swiss cheese."
"And to drink?"
"Melted cheese," said Wanda, sighing a bit at her daughter's odd taste in food.
"Okay, thanks!" Castle hugged Tim, Cosmo, and Wanda, and ran around the corner to where Terri was waiting.
"Hi Castle!" said Terri. "Are you ready to walk the one block to school?"
"You bet!" said Castle. The girls walked off to school.
Some of you are probably yelling, "Commander! How do Castle and Terri know each other?" Well, for those of you who are, I shall answer the question. And for those of you who aren't, I shall answer the question anyway! When Terri and Castle were just babies, Timmy often got stuck babysitting both of them. Either that, or he felt obligated to, to make sure Vicky didn't torture them. To make things easier on him, Cosmo and Wanda temporarily took away Castle's wings and made her look like a (semi) normal human being. The two babies enjoyed each other's company, and grew to be close friends.
As the two girls walked into school, chatting and laughing about who knows what, they were unaware that they were being watched. Being watched by… dun dun dun! Mr. Crocker!
"Hmm, Turner's sister, huh? I wonder if she has FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" cried Crocker. "And that other girl, the strange looking one whom I have caught glimpses of from her kindergarten class last year, I wonder if she has FAIRY GOD PARENTS as well? Too bad I teach fifth grade and won't be able to watch them for signs of FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" After the third FAIRY GOD PARENTS! Crocker fell off his chair and onto the floor. "Owie!" he cried.
***
A woman walked past the elementary school, smiling a bit as she saw the children laughing. Terri and Castle almost ran into her, quickly said the obligatory "Sorry"s and "Excuse me"s and ran off to their other friends. The woman smiled at them, then suddenly felt her lip quiver and her eyes water. "Don't even think about it, Charlotte," she muttered to herself, walking away towards the library, where she worked.
"Good morning, Miss Roosevelt," said one of her coworkers as Charlotte walked in. Seeing the look on her face, though, quieted her coworker a bit. "Thinking about Ashley?" she asked.
Charlotte nodded and sat down at the computer. "But I'd rather not talk about it."
"Sure thing," said her coworker. "We've got a lot of checked in books to be put away, do you want to do that?"
Charlotte nodded, grateful for anything to take her mind off her troubles.
(AN: Sorry that sucked. My writing computer which is in the guest bedroom completely died on me, which means I have to type this on the main computer, which is downstairs where everyone is walking through and where my brother keeps nagging me for the computer every five minutes. Anyway… stay tooned for chapter 2! And if anyone can think of a title, that would help me a lot. My second titleless fic…)
Terri Turner groaned as she ate her Cheerios, a sad, depressed look plastered on her face. Her mother gave her a weird look. "What's wrong, Terri?" she asked.
The six-year-old girl shrugged. "You know what's wrong, Mom! Summer's over and I have to go back to school."
Terri's seventeen-year-old brother, Tim, walked down the stairs, frowning as well. "At least you're just going to first grade," he muttered. "I've got to start my senior year."
Now, all you FOP fans know Tim, who was called Timmy when he was younger, of course. He hadn't changed too much either, he had just gotten taller, and his pink shirt and hat were replaced with red ones. He still had his messy hair and buckteeth, however.
Terri looked quite a bit like her older brother, with the same color brown hair and blue eyes. Her hair was also rather unkempt, but longer, and she didn't have her brother's bucktooth. She was wearing a sport jersey and jeans because, unlike her brother, she was very sporty. She was a tomboy, and proud of it.
"Are you about done?" Tim asked Terri. "We'd probably better leave soon."
Terri wolfed down her Cheerios and pushed the bowl away. "Okay, I'm done now. Bye, Mom!" she said.
"Yeah, see you later, Mom," said Tim, walking out the door with Terri.
"Bye kids!" said Mrs. Turner. "Beware the monkey!"
Tim and Terri stared at their mom. "What?" Tim finally asked.
"I don't think we'll be seeing a monkey, Mom," said Terri.
"But if you do, beware!" said Mrs. Turner, grinning.
"Right, we'll keep that in mind," said Tim, ushering Terri out the door, as if he feared for her safety.
"Jeez, Mom's weird," muttered Terri.
"You just noticed it?" asked Tim in shock. "Although she's nothing compared to--"
"Hey kids, guess what?" cried their father, Mr. Turner, popping out from nowhere with a huge rocket ship behind him. Ignoring his children's dropped jaws, he said happily, "I broke into both your college funds to buy this rocket!"
"…why?" Terri asked, pulling her jaw back up.
"Because the Dinkleburgs have one!" he said. His smile turned into a scowl. "Dinkleburg…"
"Uh, Dad? Return the rocket. See you," said Tim, pulling Terri away.
"Why didn't you talk him out of it?" asked Terri.
"I think Mom will," said Tim. "Besides, you're going to be late. And I need to go to school too after I take you!"
"I can go by myself!" said Terri, frowning at Tim. "And I won't be by myself, anyway. Castle's gonna meet me."
"Well… I told Cassie's parents that I'd make sure she got to school safely," said Tim hesitatingly.
"I'll do it for you! Then you can go to school by yourself. The school's just one block away, anyway."
"Oh, alright," said Tim. He stated to walk off. "Is Cassie going to meet you here?"
"Yep!" said Terri. "Have a good first day, Timmy!"
"Please don't call me that," said Tim, rolling his eyes. "And you have a good first day too."
Tim turned around the corner, looked to make sure no one was watching, and knelt down to talk to three bunnies. One was pink with pink eyes, one was green with green eyes, and the smallest was white with silver eyes.
"Terri doesn't want me to go with her, so you and Terri will just walk to school by yourselves, okay, Cassie?" Tim asked the white rabbit.
The green one gasped. "By THEMSELVES? But it's so far! What if something happens to them?"
"It's only one block away, Cosmo," said the pink rabbit with a sigh. "I think they'll be fine."
"But Wanda! You never know!" cried Cosmo. "I don't want ANYTHING to happen to Castle—"
"Don't worry, nothing will!" said Castle sweetly. She smiled, and looked like some sort of rabbit-angel. "Now could one of you turn me into a human please?"
"But I don't think you're READY for a full day of school yet!" Cosmo objected. "Can't you take kindergarten again?"
Wanda sighed again, waved her wand, and Castle turned into a little girl. Her white hair was pulled into two pigtails, and she wore pink overalls with a white shirt. Wanda turned herself and Cosmo into fairies, their real form, to give their daughter a hug.
"Have a good day, dumpling!" said Wanda, hugging her daughter.
Cosmo looked about ready to cry. "My baby's about to go to first grade! I don't think I'm ready for this!"
Wanda waved her wand and cheese appeared in front of Cosmo. "Ooooh, cheese!" he cried happily. "I'm better now!"
"That reminds me," said Wanda. She waved her wand again. A bookbag appeared on Castle's back, and a lunch box in her hand.
"What's in the lunchbox?" asked Castle.
"A ham and cheese sandwich, Cheez-Its, cheddar popcorn, and a hunk of swiss cheese."
"And to drink?"
"Melted cheese," said Wanda, sighing a bit at her daughter's odd taste in food.
"Okay, thanks!" Castle hugged Tim, Cosmo, and Wanda, and ran around the corner to where Terri was waiting.
"Hi Castle!" said Terri. "Are you ready to walk the one block to school?"
"You bet!" said Castle. The girls walked off to school.
Some of you are probably yelling, "Commander! How do Castle and Terri know each other?" Well, for those of you who are, I shall answer the question. And for those of you who aren't, I shall answer the question anyway! When Terri and Castle were just babies, Timmy often got stuck babysitting both of them. Either that, or he felt obligated to, to make sure Vicky didn't torture them. To make things easier on him, Cosmo and Wanda temporarily took away Castle's wings and made her look like a (semi) normal human being. The two babies enjoyed each other's company, and grew to be close friends.
As the two girls walked into school, chatting and laughing about who knows what, they were unaware that they were being watched. Being watched by… dun dun dun! Mr. Crocker!
"Hmm, Turner's sister, huh? I wonder if she has FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" cried Crocker. "And that other girl, the strange looking one whom I have caught glimpses of from her kindergarten class last year, I wonder if she has FAIRY GOD PARENTS as well? Too bad I teach fifth grade and won't be able to watch them for signs of FAIRY GOD PARENTS!" After the third FAIRY GOD PARENTS! Crocker fell off his chair and onto the floor. "Owie!" he cried.
***
A woman walked past the elementary school, smiling a bit as she saw the children laughing. Terri and Castle almost ran into her, quickly said the obligatory "Sorry"s and "Excuse me"s and ran off to their other friends. The woman smiled at them, then suddenly felt her lip quiver and her eyes water. "Don't even think about it, Charlotte," she muttered to herself, walking away towards the library, where she worked.
"Good morning, Miss Roosevelt," said one of her coworkers as Charlotte walked in. Seeing the look on her face, though, quieted her coworker a bit. "Thinking about Ashley?" she asked.
Charlotte nodded and sat down at the computer. "But I'd rather not talk about it."
"Sure thing," said her coworker. "We've got a lot of checked in books to be put away, do you want to do that?"
Charlotte nodded, grateful for anything to take her mind off her troubles.
(AN: Sorry that sucked. My writing computer which is in the guest bedroom completely died on me, which means I have to type this on the main computer, which is downstairs where everyone is walking through and where my brother keeps nagging me for the computer every five minutes. Anyway… stay tooned for chapter 2! And if anyone can think of a title, that would help me a lot. My second titleless fic…)