Unforgettable
Disclaimer: Fairly Odd Parents belongs to Butch Hartman.
Author's Note: Constructive criticism would be appreciated, particularly on characterization, since I think I need lots of help on that. Also, if you have a better title for this chapter, please suggest it, because my current title doesn't seem that great. Also, Just the Two of Us is just a dream (credit to Amras Felagund for that, though its not the same type of dream that it was in his fanfic).
Pairing: Timmy/Trixie
Chapter 1-Forgeticin
"IT'S TIME FOR ME TO ERASE YOUR MEMORIES!" boomed Jorgen, getting out a yellow and pink thing that was like a lipstick container, with a red button, "WITH FORGETICIN!"
An unseen announcer listed all the symptoms of Forgeticin, and who shouldn't be exposed to it … blah, blah, blah. Only Mr. Crocker was interested. Trixie Tang supposed that this was a dream come true for him. He had suspected that fairies had existed for decades and had been ridiculed for it. Now, he knew that fairies did exist, that he was right and everyone else was wrong.
It was a dream come true for her too. Most of the time, she had to deal with the pressure of trying to stay popular, and not let anyone else know that she secretly liked boy's stuff and was sympathetic to unpopulars, so her parents wouldn't disown her or destroy her secret collection of comic books and other boy's stuff.
Now, she got to kiss an unpopular boy who was head-over-heels for her, and quite courageous too. She got to meet fairies, aliens and the comic book villain Dark Laser. She got to go on an adventure to defeat evil. She got to watch the rock band, KISS in concert, which rich kids never watched, because rock bands weren't examples of 'true art', according to most families of rich kids, and the rich only were allowed to listen to 'true art', like Beethoven's classic music.
Jorgen pressed the button of the Forgeticin. The world flashed white.
"Where are we? Who are you? What is that?" asked Chester, AJ, Timmy's parents, Vicky and Crocker in a daze.
Trixie Tang was not in a daze, and she knew the answers to all the three questions that the others were asking. She had remembered; they had forgot. She echoed their words, pretending that she too had forgotten.
Jorgen's wand lit up.
POOF!
Trixie and the other humans appeared back at their houses.