Bubbles!

An Anticlimactic Moment

Hello everyone! ^^ I've been absent...just a little busy, is all. Hope you like this segment-see you soon enough!

I originally intended Bubbles to be just a cute, brotherly little oneshot.....and, well, you kinda saw what happened. ^^ Don't ask me why or how.

Final chapter, everyone.

Disclaimer: I do not own FOP. Though I think some of you would raise your hands if I asked you if you wanted a set of Fairy godparents....

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Quote (Why I use these things, I'll never know, but I like them a great deal. ^^)

"Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig."

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One chance.

Cosmo and Wanda were going to KILL him if he missed this one-!

The boy took a breath-and aimed....

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The harpoon went flying across the flank....

And nothing happened. The duck turned to fix blood red eyes on him-

And, exploded into a wild mass of bubbling air that rocketed upwards, Poof still riding upon the canary yellow rubber.

Timmy's eyes widened as he made a desperate grab for the duck's deflating wing.

"Poff! DOn't leave me-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

And the two shot up, lost in a flurry of silver.

Gregory whimpered as he turned towards his fellows, looking extremely miffed.

"Start building a new accursed one statue," he sighed.

A merman swam forwards.

"But he DID get rid of the duck."

Gregory turned towards the merman with a frown.

"He STILL brought it down here!"

"At least he took responsibility."

"He still destroyed Atlantis!"

"But we DID rebuild it."

"What about that baby?!"

"Technically, he didn't DO anything."

"They're still sons of the OLD accursed one!"

"Who saved us from the horrors of modern day society theater."

Gregory groaned, and pinched the bridge of his nose, looked irritated.

"Call Doug Dimmadome. This is gonna take awhile."

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The two were shooting up like lightning, the flash of bubbles behind them a whirlwind of silver that violently spun in all directions as startled fish

shot each other stunned looks.

"Dude.....I think that fisherman gave me some SERIOUSLY bad bait here, dude."

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Timmy's fishy tail was beginning to dissipate. The boy whimpered, more bubbles tearing from his mouth as he managed a few indiscernable

words.

Poof obviously understood them, however-and raised a glowing rattle as-

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They broke the surface of the Turners' bathroom, Timmy gasping wildly as he felt the tub's porcelain bottom return. He swayed slightly, holding

the tiny remains of the Duck from the Realm Of Proviolent Weapons, And Most Likely To Tear Your Organs Out, Cook Them On A Spit, And then

Feast On Them After Calling Friends To A Rather Classy Dinner Party.

Boy, was that a mouthful. Timmy swayed, letting his forehead rest on the sides of the tub.

"Note to self," Timmy gasped, wincing as he felt his tail beginning to slowly melt off the scales in exchange for two human limbs.

He turned slowly towards his baby brother with a sigh.

"Next time, forget the mud. I get into enough trouble as it is bringing you on a field trip to the nuclear power plant."

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Upon being reassured that, in fact-the bottom of the tub was indeed there, Timmy rubbed lavender shampoo into his own hair-giving him what

looked to be a bubbly hat-before moving onto Poof's single hair.

It was pointless-but judging from how much Poof was giggling at the sight of Timmy covered in soapsuds-he figured the fairy baby might like it

too.

"Awwwwwww!"

The boy froze, heart ceasing beat underneath his ribs for a moment.

There were several flashes of light. Poof glanced up, wide orbs puzzled, but they brightened nonetheless.

"Momma," he commented, a giggle tearing from him. "Dadd-"

Timmy slowly turned around in the water.

Sure enough, Cosmo and Wanda-and, much to Timmy's horror, holding a camera-were grinning at him. Well, Wanda was. Cosmo was swaying, a

content look on his face, wielding a doggy bag.

"I never ate so much in my whooolllleee life!"

"Well, perhaps you did take advantage of their "free bread sticks" proposition, dear-and eating the baskets themselves probably wasn't too-"

she broke off, euphoric smile on her face.

"I have ANOTHER Christmas card photo! It's the cutest little thing, I-oh-"

The ten year old made a desperate grab for the mechanism of malevolence, but Wanda poofed it away, still chuckling.

"Just a few cards, sweetie. Nothing personal. My sister....My Daddy....a few friends....."

Timmy raised an eyebrow.

"How MANY...friends?"

The fairy fidgeted. Cosmo happily spoke up.

"Oh...you know....YOUR friends....MY friends.....three hundred and forty six relatives of mine....the continental U.S, Canada, Rus-"

"HEY!"

Timmy made a desperate attempt to stand up-but froze.

And sighed as Wanda turned her head curiously, let out a muffled shriek, and poofed up multiple cameras to take several glaring photos.

Poof had dozed off, half submerged in water....next to Timmy.

The boy sighed, and mentally added a small token to his Christmas List.

117. Brown paper bag-preferably with holes.

Perhaps he could show his face again after the holidays-sometime around June.

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The suds rinsed from his hair, being poofed into a somewhat fluffy towel, well....

"Hey! I'm not POOF's age, ya know," commented Timmy sleepily as Cosmo tucked him over his shoulder-who turned to look at him curiously.

"Really?"

He turned to look at Wanda with a scowl as they made their way back to the room.

"WHAT ELSE HAVEN'T YOU TOLD ME?!"

Wanda shot him a dark look-but put a finger to his lips, and angrily gestured towards Poof and Timmy, whom she hastily tucked in.

"Tuckered out," she said softly, turning to the idiot she loved with a raised eyebrow.

"What d'you think they DID all day?"

As they poofed towards their fishbowl, Cosmo shrugged.

"I dunno....but Poof has that refreshing smell now."

"Lavender?"

"No....no....accursed one."

Wanda's eyes widened, and her head wrenched towards the bed, mouth open. She sighed wearily, and closed her eyes.

"I don't even wanna know."

Cosmo beamed.

"There we go! I married the smart one....although it WAS dark."

Wanda just rolled her eyes, managing a small smile.

"I married the-"

She paused.

"Well....he IS cute, right?"

The Ever Loving End ^^