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Memoirs of the Toot Fairy	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 19971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Memoirs of the Toot Fairy

“AAAAAHHHH-HAHAHAHA! HAAAA-HAHAHAHA!!!”

Jorgen Von Strangle sits on a plush pink couch, wearing a huge fluffy pink robe with matching fuzzy bunny slippers. In his hand is a keg-sized carton of ice cream and on the TV is the newest episode of his favorite soap opera, ‘All My Biceps.’

“AHA-HA! This is the best episode of ‘All My Biceps’, ever!” He cheers.

He scoops another heaping help of vanilla into his spoon and gobbles it down, enjoying the solitude that comes with being alone at the Tooth Mansion. That solitude comes to an end though, as the front door to the mansion swings wide open and in floats a sparkling vision of beauty, known around Fairy World as the Tooth Fairy.

But her usual upbeat attitude and peppiness has been replaced with a sullen look and an almost broken will. The rigors of her job title are starting to wear on the poor woman. Poofing from house to house, collecting teeth for cash is a repetitive task, and her patience has grown thin with it. She floats past the TV in an attempt to gain her husband’s attention, an attempt that fails as Jorgen tries to look past her and at the screen. Out of frustration, she waves her star-tipped wand and poofs the TV into a giant tooth, thus ending Jorgen’s broadcast day.

“Oh HONEY!!!” He says, finally noticing her. “I didn’t hear you come in. How was your day, sugar-tooth?”

“Horrible.” She replies, plopping down into a specially-made tooth throne. Jorgen notices the look on her face, frustration mixed with anger, and becomes enraged.

“Has someone upset my lovely Tooth Queen?!” He says, grabbing his massive wand from off the coffee table in front of him. Pounding the base against the ground, he poofs himself back into his military apparel, ready for action.

“If they have, then I will bring the very definition of pain, to their doorstep!” Waving his mighty wand, he poofs Fairy World’s resident punching bag, Binky, right in front of him. He raises his foot, ready to give an example of the brutality he boasted, until the Tooth Fairy stops him.

“No, it’s not that.” She says, waving her wand and poofing Binky away as he sighs in relief. “It’s just…my job. It’s lost so much of its luster. Not even a trip to see Chip Skylark’s shiny teeth could cheer me up.”

“Then, how can I help you, my pet?” Jorgen asks, kneeling down beside his wife.

She takes a deep breath and breathes out before answering. “Honey, let me put it like this…I NEED A VACATION!!!!!!!!”

The loudness of her voice could shatter eardrums within seconds. Luckily for Jorgen, he exercises his for just such an occasion. “OK, I understand.” He says, before getting an idea. “Hey! How about you take a week at the Fairy World Spa & Resort?!”

“Aw, thank you Jorgie.” She says, before sighing. “But it’s not like I can just take some time off. I’m the Tooth Fairy. I’m on call 24 hours a day. And I don’t even have any capable replacement in line.”

Jorgen nods his head in agreement, but getting (surprisingly) another idea. “You could use the recruitment plan you came up with.”

The Tooth Fairy just rolls her eyes at that recommendation. “Oh sure, honey.” She says sarcastically. “There isn’t a kid on that planet that has teeth perfect enough to take on my mantle and…wait a minute.”

Waving her wand again, she poofs a large photo album book on the coffee table. The cover reads: Filling Potentials and she flings the book open looking through the photos on the pages for a certain child. The book is ordered from youngest to oldest, and she flips past the pages until she reaches the 16-year old section. There, she runs her finger up and down the page, scanning over photos of children she’s obtained teeth from. After a moment of searching, she stops her finger on the photo of a young woman with braces, purple-rimmed glasses & pigtails. A wide, bright grin fills the Tooth Fairy’s face as she rises to her feet, her finger still pointing at the picture.

“Oh Jorgie, you were right!” She cheers. “I can have someone fill-in while I take a vacation! And that someone…is Tootie!”

“MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!”

The sound of Vicky’s evil laughter fills the house, and is followed by her little sister Tootie slowly trudging into her room. Her hair is completely soaked, courtesy of a swirly administered by her sadistic older sister. Grabbing a used black sweater vest off her bed, she uses it as a towel and dries her hair before tossing it aside. With her hair now a frazzled and damp mess (with pigtails), she stares out of her bedroom window up at the starry sky, and sighs sadly.

“It’s the same thing, day in & day out.” She says to herself. “My older sister bullies me, my classmates ignore me, and my true love flees from me.”

With depression quickly welling up inside, she grabs a framed photo off of her nightstand. It shows Timmy & her in what she considers their closest moment; Timmy lassoed by his ankles desperately fighting for freedom as she holds the rope.

“I just…I just wish I didn’t have this life. I wish something exciting and fun happened to me. Something that can help me get payback on Vicky and make Timmy love me.”

As sorrow fills the young girl’s eyes, she gazes up at the stars in the sky, particularly a brightly twinkling one that…seems to be coming closer. Tootie takes a couple of steps back as the twinkling light floats down to eye level and through her window. She watches on in awe as the ‘star’ maneuvers itself to a corner of Tootie’s room, before suddenly, erupting in an almost blinding display of light, causing her to shield her eyes.

“Tootie, your wish has been answered…”

Hearing a woman’s voice, Tootie narrows her eyes to a squint and looks at the light, which slowly dims and fades to show a lavish catwalk/stage based around a giant tooth. Strolling down the catwalk, walking with attitude, is none other than Fairy World’s own, the Tooth Fairy.

“…for you have received a visit…from the Tooth Fairy!”

She strikes a pose at the end of the catwalk, causing dozens of cameras to poof in, flash a picture, and poof out just as quickly. Tootie stares at the queen of tooth collecting in stunned silence, before finally speaking.

“Vicky must’ve held me in the toilet longer than I thought.” She says. “Now I’m hallucinating.”

“Oh, this is no hallucination, Tootie.” The Tooth Fairy assures her, waving her wand and using her magic to lift her from the ground. “This is all very real.”

As Tootie finds herself floating in mid-air inside her room, doubt quickly turns into disbelief, which then turns into pure, unbridled excitement. “I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! I KNEW THERE WAS A TOOTH FAIRY!!!” She screams. “I knew the money under my pillow didn’t come from Mom & Dad. Especially since Vicky makes them submit their paychecks to her!”

The Tooth Fairy gives another wave her wand, setting Tootie down as she hops off the catwalk to join her. “Oh Tootie, you are my favorite visit.” She tells her. “Ever since you lost your first baby tooth, you’ve always held your teeth in such high regard. Even wearing braces at 16 years old.”

“And I brush & polish them 3 times a day.” Tootie boasts.

The Tooth Fairy continues. “And for that reason, I think you deserve to have a reward. You see, being the Tooth Fairy is exhausting work; especially the constant trips to Chester’s trailer. And I’ve been thinking about bringing in…an apprentice.”

Tootie’s eyes light up like the New York skyline at night as she hears that word. This is exactly what she was wishing for just minutes ago in the window; excitement, adventure, and the chance to do some pretty awesome things with magic.

“So, do you think you—!?”

“YES!!!” Tootie yells, interrupting with her excited anticipation.

The Tooth Fairy can only grin to herself. “Well, she certainly has the pep for the job.” Waving her wand, she gently taps it on the young girl’s head, and sends her twirling into a transformation. In a flash of light, her normal school clothes disappear from her body and are replaced by an outfit more appropriate for her new job title. The light fades, and Tootie stops spinning to reveal a brand new look. Her outfit is similar to the Tooth Fairy’s, save for the color scheme. She’s wearing black boots, a black & gray bikini outfit with white stars accentuating the bottom, and the image of a tooth on the front of the top. The look is finished with a gold belt, matching gold wrist bracelets, a sparkling tiara on her head, and her own magic wand in her hand.

“You look Marvelous, honey.” The Tooth Fairy tells her. “Now, before you go out and hold up the good Tooth Fairy name, there are a couple of bylaws we need to run across. Firstly, you should…Tootie?”

The Tooth Fairy finds herself talking to thin air as Tootie is nowhere to be seen in the room. Outside, however, she stalks down the hall, hugging the wall as she approaches the room of her dreaded sister, Vicky. Taking a peek in, she spots the icky one lying on her bed, reading the latest Teen Magazine as she listens to music on a pair of brand new headphones. Grinning deviously, Tootie decides to put her newly granted powers to the test.

Leaping into the doorway, she grips the wand in her hand tightly as Vicky notices her presence, and laughs uproariously. “HA! Nice costume, munchkin! Didn’t know Halloween came early!”

“Well, at least I look better than you, Tooth-Head!” Tootie counters.

“Is that the best insult you can come up with?” Vicky asks.

“Who says it was an insult?”

POOF!!!

With a wave of her wand, Tootie is successful with her first act of magic, and transforms her older sister’s head into a giant tooth. Vicky remains skeptical though, and thinks Tootie is using her will of imagination to pretend. But as she glances at an image of herself in her vanity mirror across the room, she sees it’s all too true.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

Horrified, she leaps from her bed and rushes out of the room past Tootie, who can’t help but to snicker at her work. At least until the Tooth Fairy poofs in right in front of her.

“Tootie! That is a gross misuse of your Tooth powers…” Tootie lowers her head in shame. “…Even though it was a nice prank. You seem to have a handle on how to use the wand…”

“I read a lot of Fairy Tale stories.” Tootie explains.

“Well, I guess I’ll just leave you the list for Dimmsdale.” She says, poofing it into her hand and handing it over to her apprentice. “All you have to do is collect the teeth and put them in your side pouch. Payment will appear under their pillow by itself. Well, good luck my apprentice. I have complete faith in you.”

With that said, The Tooth Fairy poofs two fully-loaded suitcases by her side and grabs hold of them. “Fairy World Spa & Resort, Here I Come!”

POOF!!!

In a cloud of purple magic smoke, she’s gone, and Tootie’s left alone. As Vicky continues to scramble through the hallways, screaming in horror over her sudden facial change, Tootie begins to run down the list as she walks over to her window. She lifts it open and tests out her wings, successfully flying out and up to the roof. Perching herself near the edge, she mentally goes over the names on the list.

Chester: No big surprise there. Even with braces stronger than Tootie could even hope for, he manages to lose a tooth a day. But thanks to his eternal love for milk and other calcium-enriched products, they always manage to grow back.

A.J.: Sort of a surprise there. But Tootie reflects back to a couple of days ago, when the resident town bully Francis declared that he would ‘start all over again’, meaning beating up his victims in alphabetical order. Obviously, A.J. wasn’t far from the top.

But once Tootie reaches the third name on the list, a euphoric grin appears on her face. Her eyes almost light up the night sky, and she begins to tremble in pure elation. Soon, she can’t even contain her joy, and she flies high into the air over her house, cheering loudly over the name that can unquestionably bring so much happiness into her life…Timmy Turner.

“TIMMY’S ON THE LIST!!!” She screams happily. “This is a dream come true! I gotta hurry with the others so I can get to him!” As she thinks about her desired man, the grin on her face slowly turns into a seductive smirk. “Maybe I can catch him when he’s sleeping…hopefully au natural.”

The time on the Authentic Limited Edition Crimson Chin Alarm clock reads 3:36am, but Timmy Turner is far from being in dreamland. He sits on the edge of his bed, wearing an old Crash Nebula T-shirt and pajama bottoms, grinning happily. It’s sort of a disturbing site to say the least, especially to his Fairy Godparents Cosmo & Wanda, who watch from their fishbowl.

“Uh Timmy, don’t you think you should get some sleep?” Wanda asks with loving concern.

“I can’t help it.” Timmy replies, a hint of excitement in his voice. “16 hours from now, I’m actually gonna be on a real life, honest to goodness, non-wish related date with Trixie Tang!”

The young Turner lets out an adoring sigh as he dreams about how his day will be spent with the most popular girl in school…at least until Cosmo disrupts his dream. “Yeah, and 17 hours from now, I’ll be celebrating my 49-month friendship anniversary with Phillip!” He pulls out the infamous ‘girl nickel’ and holds it by his side. “You can come Wanda, but you have to bring a present.”

“I saved up for 4 years.” Timmy continues. “My part time job as the Ballhogs ball boy doesn’t pay much, but I was finally able to save up enough to give her a magical night out on the town. Especially since I won that bet earlier.”

“I still can’t believe you actually ate 32 candy apples consecutively.” Wanda says flatly.

“And beat out Chester by 2!” Cosmo adds. “Timmy’s a true champion when it comes to eating more candy that the other guys.”

“Aren’t you worried about what that’ll do to your teeth, sport?” Wanda continues.

Timmy smiles in response at Wanda, inadvertently showing that one of his teeth from the upper row left side is missing. “I’m more worried about when the Tooth Fairy’s gonna get here with my payment. I’m a dollar short of having the perfect amount of money for Trixie night out.”

Hearing that name, Cosmo begins to swoon and entertain thoughts of one of Fairy World’s most prominent celebrities. “Ah, the Tooth Fairy.” He swoons. “She’s so dreamy.” His daydreaming of the fairy comes to an end though, when he notices Wanda glaring a hole through him. “Uh, I mean, the Tooth Fairy. She’s so unattractive and ugly, not like my gorgeous wife Wanda.” He says solemnly.

Wanda nods her head in approval before turning back to Timmy. “Well, the Tooth Fairy isn’t gonna make a visit unless you’re asleep, sport.”

“You’re right Wanda, but right now I’m too excited to just fall asleep. This calls for drastic measures!” Grabbing the remote control off of his bed, he points it at his TV and clicks it on. He takes a few moments to scan through the channels, before finally finding his desired station.

“Welcome back, to the Educational Channel.”

And instantly, Timmy is rendered from consciousness as he falls onto his bed in a deep sleep. “We should get some rests ourselves, honey.” Wanda suggests, as she swims back into their underwater castle. Cosmo follows right after her, but stops when a familiar noise hits his ears; the sound of a magical Poof. Looking down at his own magic wand in hand, he sees that it’s not glowing, nor is their any sign of fairy dust, so he didn’t activate it. Turning back towards Timmy, Cosmo spots the source of the Poof; the Tooth Fairy has made her appearance…or rather, her apprentice.

“Hey Wanda, the Tooth Fairy’s here.” Cosmo announces. “Wow, she must be on that new fairy diet that makes you look like a teenager…a nerdy, braces-wearing, pig-tailed teenager.”

“What are you talking about?” Wanda asks, emerging from the castle. As her eyes lay upon the visitor in the room, Wanda immediately notices what Cosmo won’t figure out for the next 14 minutes, the intruder is Tootie.

“Cosmo, that’s not the Tooth Fairy.” Wanda tells her husband in a hushed voice. “That’s Vicky’s sister Tootie!”

“Really?” Cosmo answers in his normal tone. “I thought to braces were familiar. HI, TOOT—MMMMPHHH!!!”

A cork magically appears in Cosmo’s mouth, courtesy of Wanda. “You dunderhead! If she finds out about us, we’ll have to go away from Timmy forever! But…why is Tootie dressed up like the Tooth Fairy?”

Intrigued, Wanda watches on as Tootie floats over to Timmy, beaming with anticipation. She leans over the slumbering pink-hat wearing teen and grins from ear to ear, and reaches her hand under his pillow. Searching around for a moment, she finds the reason her new job has brought her here, Timmy’s tooth. As she slips it into her pouch though, Timmy begins to drift into a dream state.

“Oh Trixie, this is the perfect date I’ve always dreamed of.” He says, still in slumber.

The mere mention of that name causes Tootie’s expression to change to anger. “Trixie Tang! Stuck-up bitch!” Tootie’s hatred of Dimmsdale High’s most popular girl is no secret, even though most of the time Trixie doesn’t even acknowledge her existence. She begins to shake with anger, until she feels a hand grab hers and hold it tenderly. She looks down to see that it’s Timmy’s.

“He’s…he’s holding my hand.” Tootie’s unbridled joy increases as she feels Timmy’s hand move up her arm. He moves it up her forearm, past her shoulder, and finally comes to a rest as he holds onto one of her developing B-cup breasts. Tootie looks ready to hyperventilate, and wants to savor this moment as she grabs onto his wrists and holds his arm there. That move proves to be enough jostle Timmy from his slumber. And as his blurry vision sharpens, he notices his wonderful dream has just turned into an all-too real nightmare.

“Hello, Lover!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

In a flash, Timmy releases his hold, rolls out of bed and backs up against the wall. His heart is beating double-time, and there’s a look of unmistakable fear on his face as he breathes heavily. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???”

“Enjoying the moment!” She says, her answer oozing with seduction.

“You shouldn’t be here!” He tells her. “What are you doing here anyway? It’s almost 4 in the morning!?”

“It’s part of my new job title.” She reveals, slowly floating into the air. It’s at this moment that Timmy finally gets a complete look at her, thanks to the light from his TV. He notices the outfit she’s wearing, the sparkling tiara on her head, and the fairy wand in her hand. A cold sweat breaks out across his forehead as he wishes desperately for it to be anything other than what Tootie is about to announce.

“I’m the new Tooth Fairy for Dimmsdale.”

His heart stops cold, and his face grows completely pale. Tootie? With access to Fairy Magic? It’s his worst nightmare made reality. A far away look develops in his eyes, and only one word crosses his mind during this horrifying moment…RUN!

Like an escaping prisoner, he scrambles from his room and jets down the hall at a breakneck pace. His legs are nearly a blur as he reaches the stairs and barrels down them. Reaching the bottom, he quickly ducks into the kitchen and hugs the wall. His chest is heaving and sweat covers his body, but he still manages the energy to call on those who can help him in this crisis.

“COSMO!!! WANDA!!!”

POOF!!! Instantly the two fairies arrive in the kitchen, ready for action. “Tell me it’s not true!” Timmy begs. “Tell me this is some diabolical plot by Remy Buxaplenty, or Crocker! Tell me it’s not true!”

“I’m afraid it is, Timmy.” Wanda says, looking into the star that tops her wand. “I’m reading high traces of fairy energy coming from Tootie. Tooth Fairy energy.”

“Really? I’m reading that we’re gonna have a 30% chance of rain today.” Cosmo adds, looking into his star.

“How could this happen?!” Timmy asks desperately.

“I don’t know.” Wanda answers. “But it looks like she just recently acquired her powers. She might not know how to fully use them yet.”

Timmy blinks and begins to calm himself as he thinks over an escape plan. “OK. That means I have a little time. If I can wish myself to Antarctica, then…”

POOF!!!

And in a passing moment, Timmy’s plan of escape circles down the drain as Tootie appears right in front of him. Quickly, Cosmo & Wanda poof themselves into little mice to avoid detection, and also to stay close. Tootie leans in close to Timmy, putting her face mere inches from his, and grins deviously.

“How about I search your mouth for any loose teeth…” She offers. “…With My Tongue!?”

Timmy backs up flat against the wall as he gulps hard, seeing no way out of this predicament. But desperation drives him to go on. In a last ditch attempt for escape, he shoots out of the kitchen doorway and dashes for the front door, his hope that he will have more space and more places to hide from Tootie. Unfortunately, things don’t go as planned.

“OOOOOOMMMMPHHHH!!!”

With a glomp-like tackle, Tootie forces herself and Timmy onto the sofa in the Living Room. Timmy lands on his side with Tootie right on top of him, and frantically tries to claw his way to freedom. Tootie, however, has other plans.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” She says with lust in her voice

Before Timmy can ask exactly what, his mouth is forced into Tootie’s in a display of passion that has been pent up inside the young woman for years. She lies on top of Timmy, her legs straddled around his pelvis, and wraps her arms around him as their kiss grows more passionate by the second. Timmy’s arms flail wildly as he finds himself unable to break free of the young woman’s lust-powered grip. Wanda sees this and takes action, scrambling across the floor so she can get close enough to the two to work her magic. But as she looks on, she notices Timmy’s resistance wearing down. His hand waving slows down, and eventually comes to a stop. Then, surprisingly, they wrap around Tootie as he holds her close to him. This causes Wanda to stop in her tracks and stand up on her hind legs. As Cosmo rushes up to her position, she puts her arm up, which causes him to slide to a stop.

“Wait.” She tells him, wearing a smirk. “Let’s see where this goes.”

The two continue to make-out on the couch as minutes pass by, until Tootie backs away, leaving a trail of saliva connecting their mouths. Timmy looks up at the newly appointed Tooth Fairy and grins weakly.

“Your mouth…tastes minty…” He utters.

“Taste some more.” She encourages, before resuming their makeout session. The heat intensifies between the two, as Timmy finds himself grinding his hardening manhood against her loins, and Tootie rubbing back. His hands slide down her back until they reach her backside, and he delves them into her starry panty bottoms. He rubs and caresses her firm buttocks, as their passionate kiss brings in the use of their tongues. Tootie sucks hungrily on her dream man’s lips before venturing her tongue into his mouth, longing for the taste of his. Minutes more pass, as their hormones steadily rise to the point where they boil over. Tired of staying on Second Base, Timmy decides to go for the Home Run. He grabs hold of Tootie and rolls over, placing her on the bottom while he sits on his knees in front of her. From there, he takes off his T-shirt, which immediately signals to Tootie what he plans to do.

“Oh YES!!!” She screams in passion. “TAKE ME, YOU STUD!!!”

Intending to do just that, he tosses his T-shirt aside and pulls down his pajama bottoms just enough to let out his erect cock. Ready for loving, Timmy leans down towards Tootie and…

POOF!!!

…ends up hitting just couch. In a flash of a purple cloud, the young Tooth Fairy Apprentice has disappeared from the room; even the house. Wanda performs a quick scan with her wand, and is unable to even register Tootie’s magic.

“She’s gone.” She says. “I can’t sense any sign of her, or Tooth Fairy magic.”

She looks back up at Timmy, who brings his head up from the couch cushion. Frustration fills his face as he has one simple question relating to why he was left hanging (literally).

“What the hell just happened?”

POOF!!!

As the sun slowly rises over the horizon through her window, Tootie is placed back on her bed inside her own room. Her Tooth Fairy garb has been replaced by her normal school attire, but she hasn’t realized it yet. Her eyes are closed as she lies with her legs spread wide, awaiting her Timmy’s stiff rod. After several moment of silence, she opens her eyes, curious as to what’s going on.

“Timmy?” She sits up and looks around, and to her shock finds herself back home. Glancing down, she also finds her outfit and wand gone as well.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! I WAS SO CLOSE!!!”

Flopping back down flat on her bed, she raises her fist and slams it down on her mattress in frustration. She was mere seconds away from Timmy Turner treating her to the night of her life, only to be denied. But of her house though, lies a bigger worry for the young woman. Perched in the tree on top of the strongest branch stands a lone figure, wearing a trench coat and carrying a pair of binoculars. The figure stares at Tootie from afar, already developing very devious plans for her.
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