chapter 8

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"And that's what happened." Atticus said.

"Funny, right?" Timmy smiled nervously.

"We've got to find our babies!" Cosmo, Wanda, Rena, and Murray cried out.

"And we will." Mo said.

"Wait, I think my maternal instincts are kicking in." Wanda said.

"Same here." Rena said.

"I'm already picking up little Flojo and Ieesha's trails now." Wanda said.

The others disagreed about the name suggestions for the fairy babies, but they followed the mothers and the trail had led them to Anti-Cosmo's castle.

"Oh, come on!" Atticus complained.

"Are you sure little Baby Elvis and Priscilla are in there?" Jorgen nervously asked the mother fairies.

The others glanced at him.

"What?" Jorgen shrugged. "Kajagoogoo is so five minutes ago."

"Oh, brother..." Atticus sighed.

"I'm thinking Oprah and Phil now," Rena said. "And yes, we're as sure as our babies are in there as Cosmo and Murray's heads are filled with jelly."

"What kind of jelly?" Cosmo asked.

"Grape jelly." Wanda deadpanned.

"They know us so well!" Murray gushed.

"How do we get in?" Mo asked.

"We won't have to, I have good news, I've found the babies!" Jorgen took out the fake babies.

"Dolls again." Timmy and Annabelle told him.

"Seriously?!" Jorgen couldn't believe he fell for that again.

"Jorgen, what's 2 x 2?" Atticus asked.

"Um, why?" Jorgen asked.

"Just want to know if you can multiply." Atticus said.

"Of course I can, the answer is four!" Jorgen replied.

Darla glanced at Atticus strangely. "I hate Math..."

"Okay, he's smart enough to do math, but he's dumb enough to not know which is the real baby and what isn't?" Atticus asked confused.

"Too easy!" Jorgen said.

"0 x 0." Darla tried.

"One." Jorgen replied.

Darla smirked. "Anything times zero is zero, Mr. von Strangle."

"Oh...." Jorgen said.

"Hey, you learned something from Math." Atticus teased his little sister.

"Don't push it." Darla waved her finger to him.

"Okay, I got mine and Annabelle's brothers/sisters into this and I'm gonna get them out," Timmy vowed. "I have a plan."

"Does this plan involve with us being disguises?" Annabelle asked.

"Yes, yes, it does." Timmy nodded.

"Alright, let's do it, besides, what's the worst that could happen?" Annabelle shrugged.

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