Nicktoons Unite: Turning the Tables

18: 𝔉𝔬𝔯 ℌ𝔦𝔪

Jimmy POV

     I landed on the cold hard floor. I felt dizzy after falling down a spiral of magic and sparkly clouds. I pushed up to stand but felt a pair of hands holding me up. I looked up to see Fenton. "You good?" He asked to which I nodded. I looked around and realised, we were in Timmy's room. A shadow cast above our heads which made us turn. "Cozmo. Wanda. Where are we?" I asked as I looked at the stern faces of the fairies. Suddenly we heard a thump on the other side of Timmy's bedroom door. I turned to observe the door momentarily while Fenton asked again, "What's happening? Where did you take us?" his tone sounded more impatient than mine. "Just watch," Wanda replied quietly.

     I watched the door slammed open. It was Turner. His clothes were shaggy and his hair was a mess. Turner shut the door behind him, locking it as well before walking over to his bed. His head was low and he was holding his arm. He just stood there momentarily before I caught a tear rolling down his cheek. I was stunned. I didn't know what to make of it. I felt a hand grasp my shoulder, "Look at his clock." Fenton whispered. I glanced over at the clock and realised the date. It was 6 years late, showing a different date to the one we have. This led me to believe this was a memory of some sort. Being replayed by the fairies of Turner.

"Sport, please! Let us heal you." The memory played, Wanda was worried it seemed. She reached out to touch Turner's shoulder but he shrugged it away. "I said, NO!" Turned yelled in her face. Cozmo got in between them. "Timmy, please! They're worse than last time. The ones before aren't even healed yet!" Cozmo argued as his wand pointed down at Turner. Then I caught a glimpse of it, a big bruise on Turner's shoulder, almost completely hidden under the sleeve. Turner grunted as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing more bruises all over his body. I gasped, seeing how the bruises were like splotches of paint on a canvas. Blue. Black. Purple. It was.. horrid.

Turner ignored the two fairies as he pulled out a pink hoodie and put it on. Wanda yelled again only to meet with Turner's glare. "I told you. I don't need your help for this." He said coldly. Wanda shook her head, "Sport, I know why you're doing this. You're angry at us! You're angry we didn't try to help you before, when we were your godparents! But now we aren't! We're your guardians now! Our magic is free to use now! No more rules!! That's why we asked Jorgen for this!!!" Wanda yelled in desperation to the pink-hooded boy.

"Timmy, please, this isn't good for you. We should just take a deep breath and calm down. We'll heal these wounds up in a jiffy,'" Cozmo tries as he floats a little closer to Turner, his wand glowing slightly. "There is one rule for the guardian magic though.." Turner said coldly, making the green-haired fairy lower his wand "You can't use magic on the godchild without their consent." He glared at both of them. "And you two don't have my consent.".

Suddenly, I felt the ground below us start to crumble. Before any reaction could come to action, the floor crumbled down and we fell into another spiral of magic. Sparkles clouded my sight before I landed flat on tiles flooring. I felt a pair of hands gripped me tightly and hauled my body up. "Fenton what-" I could not finish my sentence as I looked at what Fenton was glaring at.

     "This is fun, twerp! I didn't think you could handle all these hits!" A red-haired woman cackled with her arms on the counter. Turner, on the other hand, was on the floor, his back against the cabinets as he lay still. Blood dripping out of his mouth. Before I could comprehend a response, the woman grabbed him by his shirt and pinned him roughly against the cabinet. Intentionally hitting his back on the edge of the countertops. Timmy grunted which only made the woman cackle some more. "You're pathetic, it's bad enough I have to waste so much of my time here! But at least your parents pay me well." She says, then she gripped under Turner's armpits and threw him to her side. Indifferent that Turner tumbled and hit his sides on the dining table and chairs. The table shook slightly but remained standing. I could see Danny tense, "STOP!" He yelled as he blasted his magic towards the woman. Just as I predicted, it just went through her. "It's a memory, Fenton.." I said to him.

     Fenton's breathing was heavy, I could hear and see it from his body. Turner was still on the floor, he seemed.. weak. Suddenly a ping from the woman's phone enlightened the dull room. "Hah! Finally! Your parents are on their way." She says as she glared at Turner who was still groaning on the ground. "Stop being such a baby!" She yelled as she grabbed Turner by his hair and pulled him up roughly. Turner almost lost his balance if he hadn't grabbed the chair. "Now get to your room and stay quiet. Another peep from you I'll roll you down your own stairs like carpet." She said lowly as she continued typing something on her phone.

     Turner slowly made his way out of the room and up the stairs to his room. I turned back to Fenton to see he was still glaring at the woman. The woman looked like a teen. Or maybe older. Could be around Fenton's age. "Who the hell was that.." he asked coldly, eyes still glaring at the woman. "Vicky," Wanda replied as she floated in front of us. "Timmy's babysitter." She added which only fed Fenton's burning anger more. "Babysitter? He's a teen! He doesn't need a babysitter!" He yelled, Cozmo interjected by flying between Fenton and his wife. "Mr. And Mrs. Turner don't care. They see Timmy as a troublemaker so they always make it a must to have her around." Cozmo rolled his eyes to the woman known as Vicky.

"That's stupid! How do they not realise all this?!?" Fenton bellowed. Both fairies raised a brow, "You've obviously never met them. They're..." Cozmo trailed leaving Wanda to finish it with "..not so bright.". "I was gonna say, naive and too trusting but yeah. That works too." Cozmo smiled to his wife. We watched as Vicky left the room and disappeared out the front door. "She was the reason we were given as fairy godparents to Timmy. We obviously didn't know about it until we saw it first-hand," Wanda explained as her eyes trailed after Vicky.

     I looked around the kitchen and caught a glimpse of a calendar. I calculated the age of Turner and realised, "10?? He was 10 and going through all this?!?" Now it is my turn to raise my voice. Fenton only remained quiet. Anger is evident on his face. "You have to promise you won't react in any way to Timmy after this," Wanda said sternly as she looked at me. I frowned, why is she so hellbent on that? "What are you talking about?!? How do you expect me not to react after finding out my friend is being physically abused!!" I yelled at her.

Wanda lowered her head. "We know this is big news, but please Timmy has a lot on his plate now. Don't do it for me. Do it for him. He doesn't want people worrying about him. If he finds out it will only worsen his health and his thinking." she implied. I turned to my side to avoid any eye contact. This is too much. I thought I had it rough but Turner?!? I took a deep breath, I did not want my emotions to cloud my judgment. Wanda is right. Turner doesn't need the tension of us knowing on his back. I felt a hand grip my shoulder lightly, I looked up to see Fenton who seemed to have come to the same agreement as me. However, he still seemed unhappy about something. "Hey. At least this explains a lot of things.." he reassured me. It did make me smile I suppose. I looked up at the fairies and sighed. "Fine. We'll do it for Turner.".

I see Wanda's posture ease as Cozmo smiles assuringly to her. "Thank you" she smiled at me, I returned the smile even if I still felt uncomfortable with the facts given to me. Cozmo raised his wand and just like before, the magic swirled around us and we're back on the spiral of clouds again.

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