luneea
trapped in wonderland
Timmy Turner has broken an abundance of rules before, and avoided the consequences of losing his fairies multiple times. Call it lucky, call it unfair, call it whatever you want, but there's no denying that there's no way of wriggling his way out of this one.
"Timmy Turner," came the deep voice of Jorgen von Strangle. In front of him poofed a copy of Da Rules, and as if a strong gust of wind had rolled in, the pages flipped on their own and soon halted. "You have broken rule number 128 of Da Rules. 'When a child has reached the age of no longer needing a child, they are completely grown-up personality-wise, or has fallen and admitted their love to someone they adore, they will lose their memory of ever having fairy godparents, and upon having it replaced by a different memory, the fairies will leave and everything magic will disappear forever.'"
Timmy kept his gaze fixed toward the ground, his body stiff and his face contorted as so not to let tears spill out. The room was silent, and every fairy present stared at Timmy expectantly. It couldn't be true, right? This boy had avoided losing his fairies for over five years by now! To have them taken by something as petty and simple as this... it just wasn't possible. Right?
Cosmo and Wanda held tightly to Poof, of whom didn't understand what was happening and reached his arms to the far away godchild, and beside them sat a boy just as anxious as the one set in spotlight. He tried to act as if he weren't worried, but that was a stupid move. There was no hiding his emotions -- the happiness of the one he loved was at stake.
Timmy was nowhere near happy yet. Left with neglectful parents, an abusive girl who still consistently visited to babysit, and continuous bulling and harassment at school... how was he going to survive now that the magic was being taken out of his life?
With a deep inhale, Jorgen's book closed and he looked down at Timmy seriously. "Timmy Turner," he repeated the brunette's name, and reluctantly, the fifteen year old looked up. "For falling in love and admitting as such to your friend, Imaginary Gary, I have no choice but to take your fairy family, Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, from you.
"However," there was another moment of silence. "Because you have fallen in love with someone who was created by magic, he cannot disappear. As such, Imaginary Gary, I must ask you to step forward."
After a quick squeeze to his shoulder from Wanda, he stood and slowly made his way to the podium, lingering his attempt at an aloof stance in front of his creator. Peering at Jorgan from over his glasses, the fairy continued.
"Imaginary Gary, soon, you will be made into a real person. Instead of an imaginary friend, you will become human, but this kind of magic is difficult for even me to maintain. As such, you have one week to live. Within this time you must make Timmy Turner remember who you are. If you cannot, then you will disappear from existence forever. If you can, then you and Timmy will be rewarded with his fairies back, and the ability to stay together, as long as it remains that you two are in love."
With a small glance toward Timmy, who still stood staring at his feet, Gary looked at Jorgen with a determined expression despite the way his arms shook at his sides.
"I accept."
And with a poof, everything was gone.
"Timmy Turner," came the deep voice of Jorgen von Strangle. In front of him poofed a copy of Da Rules, and as if a strong gust of wind had rolled in, the pages flipped on their own and soon halted. "You have broken rule number 128 of Da Rules. 'When a child has reached the age of no longer needing a child, they are completely grown-up personality-wise, or has fallen and admitted their love to someone they adore, they will lose their memory of ever having fairy godparents, and upon having it replaced by a different memory, the fairies will leave and everything magic will disappear forever.'"
Timmy kept his gaze fixed toward the ground, his body stiff and his face contorted as so not to let tears spill out. The room was silent, and every fairy present stared at Timmy expectantly. It couldn't be true, right? This boy had avoided losing his fairies for over five years by now! To have them taken by something as petty and simple as this... it just wasn't possible. Right?
Cosmo and Wanda held tightly to Poof, of whom didn't understand what was happening and reached his arms to the far away godchild, and beside them sat a boy just as anxious as the one set in spotlight. He tried to act as if he weren't worried, but that was a stupid move. There was no hiding his emotions -- the happiness of the one he loved was at stake.
Timmy was nowhere near happy yet. Left with neglectful parents, an abusive girl who still consistently visited to babysit, and continuous bulling and harassment at school... how was he going to survive now that the magic was being taken out of his life?
With a deep inhale, Jorgen's book closed and he looked down at Timmy seriously. "Timmy Turner," he repeated the brunette's name, and reluctantly, the fifteen year old looked up. "For falling in love and admitting as such to your friend, Imaginary Gary, I have no choice but to take your fairy family, Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, from you.
"However," there was another moment of silence. "Because you have fallen in love with someone who was created by magic, he cannot disappear. As such, Imaginary Gary, I must ask you to step forward."
After a quick squeeze to his shoulder from Wanda, he stood and slowly made his way to the podium, lingering his attempt at an aloof stance in front of his creator. Peering at Jorgan from over his glasses, the fairy continued.
"Imaginary Gary, soon, you will be made into a real person. Instead of an imaginary friend, you will become human, but this kind of magic is difficult for even me to maintain. As such, you have one week to live. Within this time you must make Timmy Turner remember who you are. If you cannot, then you will disappear from existence forever. If you can, then you and Timmy will be rewarded with his fairies back, and the ability to stay together, as long as it remains that you two are in love."
With a small glance toward Timmy, who still stood staring at his feet, Gary looked at Jorgen with a determined expression despite the way his arms shook at his sides.
"I accept."
And with a poof, everything was gone.