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Funeral for a Chin	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 11071 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I think it's obvious that I do not own 'The Fairly OddParents' nor any of the characters on the show, nor do I make a dime off of this story.

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Funeral for a Chin II

Trixie couldn’t take her eyes off of them. They stuck out, like Pink & Green siren lights shining brightly through the chaos Chincinnati was engulfed in. It didn’t help that Cosmo & Wanda were left frightfully still by her realization as well, forcing Timmy to take action himself by stuffing them behind his back.
“Fairies? What Fairies!?” He said, laughing nervously. “There are no fairies here! You must be dreaming! That’s it, it’s a dream! Nothing but a dream and I’ll just be walking away down this dream street!”
As Timmy turned away though, Trixie reached out and grabbed Cosmo’s wrist, pulling him closer and leaving him Timmy panicking for an explanation. “Uh, would you believe he’s a Weather Balloon?”
“OOH, I can do that!” Cosmo boasted, holding up his wand…
POOF!!!
…and instantly the Fairy transformed into a balloon form, complete with helium interior which caused him to float above Trixie. “They are fairies!” Trixie marveled. “And this one’s funny, too.”
“Wait, she thinks Cosmo’s funny?” Timmy asked.
“Well that proves it.” Wanda noted. “Popular girls have no sense of humor.”
It didn’t help to quell Timmy’s shock. “How did she even get here, anyway!?”
“Because you said ‘we all’.” Wanda explained. “And as you know…”
“I know, I know!” Timmy interrupted. “I GOTTA start being more specific with my wishes! Lot of good that’ll do, though. She found out. Now you’ll have to go away forever!” A few moments went by of complete silence, with only crackling flames and wailing sirens providing background ambience. “Uh, why aren’t you poofing away forever?”
POOF!!!
Wanda decided to find out by reading ‘Da Rules’. “Apparently, it’s because when Trixie found out about us, it was inside this comic book, which is a work of fiction!”
“I smell Loophole!” Cosmo cheered!
“Therefore…” Wanda continued. “It doesn’t officially count, and we can stay your Godparents!”
“WOOHOO!!!” The three rushed each other all for a group hug, but stopped in their tracks when a large shadow loomed over them.
“FLYING TRUCK!!!”
Cosmo’s warning was heeded, and the four barely avoided the pickup, which crashed into the street. “No time to celebrate, we gotta act.”
“You mean you’re gonna fight this crime wave?” Trixie asked.
“That’s right.” Timmy answered. “And you should get out of her. It’s too dangerous. Cosmo, Wanda, I wish—!”
“No, I’m staying.”
“No problem. We can just wish you…WHAT!?”
“I said I’m staying.” Trixie repeated. “If you’re gonna help stop this Crime Wave in Chincinnati, you’re getting my help, too.”
“No way, Trixie.” Timmy disputed. “It’s too dangerous here. I can’t risk something happening…”
“Oh don’t even try that macho ‘protect the pretty girl’ stuff on me!” Trixie scolded. “I’ve been reading the Crimson Chin along with Skull Squisher for years, and now that he’s gone, I’m gonna make sure his city doesn’t suffer, got that!?”
Timmy put his hands up innocently. “Yeah, got it. Perfectly. No problem!”
“Good.” Trixie said. “But…how are we gonna start?”
Timmy simply grinned as he turned to his Godparents. “Cosmo, Wanda…”
They raised their wands into the air, and with a POOF and a cloud of purple smoke, Timmy was transformed from mild-mannered teen comic-book fan into Cleft, the Boy-Chin Wonder.
“You’re Cleft, the Boy-Chin Wonder?” Trixie said in awe. “…I thought those teeth looked familiar.”
“Yep. And now it’s time for me to leap into…”
POOF!!!
And before you could say jabbering jaws, Timmy was transformed back to his normal, everyday look. “What the heck happened this time?”
“Apparently, the comic book is trying to eliminate all things ‘Chin’.” Wanda explained. “If you’re gonna stop crime, you’re gonna have to do it as a new hero.”
Timmy was taken aback. Throughout all his adventures in the pages of the Crimson Chin, he was only familiar with himself as Cleft. But clearly this was a situation where the city needed more than just a simple sidekick. They needed a new sentinel of justice to step forward and shine the light of truth upon evildoers…plus, it could give Timmy his own spin-off series.
“Wait…there was this one idea…Cosmo!” Leaning in close to the green fairy, Timmy whispered instructions in his ear, ones that Cosmo initiated right away.
“You got it, Timmy!”
POOF!!!
And with the help of magic, Timmy was transformed again; this time, not into the Crimson Chin’s loyal helper, but into a new hero. His outfit was sans cape with mostly black with a crimson lightning design along the sides and his arms. He also sported a smaller, yet sleeker mask. And as he stood tall with his new look, the perfect name came to his mind for it. One that would not only honor the memory of the Chin, but also establish his own identity.
“Call me…JAWLINE!”
The new Superhero look for Timmy already had its first admirer in Trixie. “Nice…he does kinda look cute in spandex…especially his butt”
“OOH, I KNEW IT!!!” Cosmo declared, holding up his wand and poofing his attire into that of a muscled man in green spandex. “Everything looks better in spandex!”
“You can say that again…” Wanda marveled, drooling.
“OK, that takes care of me.” Timmy noted, turning to Trixie. “But what about you?”
“Oh don’t worry about me…” Trixie told him, turning her attention to Wanda. “Hey, pink-haired fairy…”
“I have a name, you know!” replied an annoyed Wanda as she floated over. As Trixie whispered in her ear though, the fairy godmother became delighted with glee. “Oh yeah, now THAT I can do!”
POOF!!!
And with a wave of her wand, Trixie slowly began to twirl around in a circle. It started out majestically at first, like a ballerina taking center stage. But as she picked up speed, she began to generate winds usually seen in Chester’s Trailer Park.
“She’s like an F-5 Hurricane!” Timmy yelled, trying to stay grounded.
“AUNTIE EM, AUNTIE EM!!!” Cosmo hollered, hanging onto dear life by a streetlight.
Suddenly, the spinning slowed drastically; and once fully stopped, Timmy could see the results of Trixie’s request to Wanda. Her Superhero outfit left little to the imagination, with a reinforced but glamorous brassiere, tight star-spangled bottoms, and a star-gleamed tiara with matching earrings. She also wielded a golden lasso, bringing about more inappropriate thoughts to the attire.
Timmy was left in awe. “Wow! You’re…you’re…”
“I’m WONDER GAL!!!” Trixie finished for him, standing heroically. “From the hidden island of Hermascara, I’m a warrior princess sent here as an ambassador! I have Super Strength, Super Speed, and I’m Super Popular! And by day, I’m an award-winning News Reporter/Internationally-known Supermodel!”
“Whoa…that was oddly and scarily informative.” Timmy noted. “Uh…how did you…?”
“I write Fan Fiction.” Trixie explained. Timmy then nodded his head, understanding fully.
“OOH! You should see the story Timmy wrote about him and Britney-Britney trapped on a desert island and—!”
Timmy quickly covered Cosmo’s mouth, preventing any more embarrassing secrets from coming out. “That’ll be enough of that!” But Cosmo kept talking, even with his voice muffled. “Oh what is it now?”
He removed his hand from his Fairy Godfather’s mouth, and quickly wished he hadn’t. “FLYING BUS!!!”
“SCRAMBLE!!!”
KRRRRRAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
By the skin of their teeth, the four barely managed to avoid the public transportation vehicle as it nose-planted itself into the pavement. When the dust cleared, they discovered the reason for the impromptu “express” bus…The Bronze Kneecap.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the Little Leaguers!”
“Ha, Timmy wishes!” Cosmo replied. “They wouldn’t let him in because they’d have to pay extra for his Dental Plan!”
“Your reign of terror ends here, Bronze Kneecap!” Timmy announced.
“And who’s gonna stop me?” The villain taunted. “Your beloved protector is taking a dirt nap!”
“We’re here, Bronze Kneecap!” Trixie countered. “And by the way, Bronze is so 2 years ago!”
Surprisingly, the dastardly fiend was offended by Wonder Gal’s comment. “Don’t make me use this!” He threatened, pointing to his kneecap.
No more words were said between the foes, as they each prepared to do their speaking with their fists. Timmy was the first to leap into battle, charging forward and nailing the Bronze Kneecap with a haymaker that stunned him. Trixie added a flying kick to the attack that put the villain on his back. She tried to follow up with another, but the Bronze Kneecap went on the defensive, activating a giant slingshot from his kneecap that caught Wonder Gal and flung her in the other direction. Luckily, Timmy was able to catch her before she could hit anything.
The Bronze Kneecap groaned in disgust. “I warned you not to make me use this…” He said, before launching cannonballs from his kneecap. “…NOW I’M USING IT!!!”
“We need to put an end to this, now!” And with that declaration, JawLine went into action. Grabbing a manhole cover, he used it as a makeshift shield as he quickly advanced on the diabolical villain’s position. Before the fiend could react, Timmy was already on top of him, and slammed the lid down onto his head, bringing an end to the attack.
“You did it, sport!” Wanda cheered.
“Curse you Superheroes, with your clever and spur-of-the-moment ideas to claim victory!” The defeated villain growled.
“I’m not done with you yet, Bronze Kneecap!” Timmy told him. “You couldn’t have done this all alone. Who put you up to this!?”
“Why should I tell you?” The captured fiend barked back. “You’re both just boy scouts! Goody-Two-Shoes! What’re you gonna do if I don’t talk?”
“Oh yeah, well I’ll…” Timmy paused for a moment, unsure of what he’ll do since he’s rarely been in this situation. He then recalled back to reading a comic about a dark hero, one that used the power of intimidation and fear in his interrogation techniques to get the information he wanted. Using that idea, Timmy proceeded to whisper what he would do into the Bronze Kneecap’s ear. A moment later, the villain burst into laughter.
“You’ll tickle me with a large feather!?” He said, repeating Timmy’s threat. “HO, that’s rich!”
Trixie, Cosmo & Wanda looked over at Timmy, who could only shrug his shoulders. “Hey, I thought it would work.” He said, defending himself. “What else does that guy in the bat suit tell his foes?”
“I’ll handle this…” Trixie said, walking over to them. She then leaned into the sinister fiend’s ear and whispered in it, just like Timmy did moments ago. Though this time, the results were drastically different.
“OK, OK, I’LL TALK!!!” The Bronze Kneecap declared. “Just PLEASE don’t do that! I’m begging you!”
Timmy was stunned by the reaction. “Wow! What did you tell him!?”
“Oh, nothing.” Trixie replied. “I just threatened to reveal that he’s the president of the Pretty Pony Fan Club to all his Villain friends.”
“Wow! That must be another one of her powers, super Blackmail!” Cosmo deduced.
“Regardless, I’m starting to like her style.” Wanda added.
“The man who hired me was…was…” His voice trailed off, and he suddenly fell limp to the pavement. Timmy & Trixie rushed over to him, and spot a tranquilizer dart in the side of his neck, shaped like a dollar sign.
“Someone was watching him.” Trixie deduced.
“Yeah, his boss.” Timmy agreed. “But we don’t know who that…” Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from overhead. Turning their gaze up, the two spotted the silhouette of a man running along the rooftops. “After him!”
And the chase was on. Cosmo & Wanda quickly poofed themselves as Timmy’s utility belt, and the two heroes began their ascent to the top of the building. Trixie, after taking a small hop, used her super-strength to propel herself to those heights. Timmy on the other hand, opted to go for the more graceful approach. Bouncing off a nearby cloth entrance covering, he grabbed hold of a nearby flagpole and used it to launch himself above the building, where he would come down with a perfect landing.
THUD!!!
…or, not so perfect as he landed face fist.
“Ooooh, so close.” Cosmo commented.
“Stop right there!” Trixie ordered the mysterious man.
“Yeah, and wait for the building to stop spinning.” Timmy added, trying to regain his bearings.
The mysterious man did indeed stop, and turned to face the heroes. He wore brown trench coat with black gloves, along with what looked like black slacks & combat boots underneath. But what drew their attention was his head which was completely bandaged up…in $20 Bills. There were small slits where his eyes & mouth were located, which gave him the ability to stare them down.
“Who are you?” Timmy asked.
“Someone who’s far more superior than you’ll ever be.” He said with a pompous yet familiar voice. “Call me…Shush Money.”
The name was obviously unexpected to both Timmy & Trixie. “Shush Money?”
“FREEZE!”
The three turned their attention to the roof exit, which now had almost a dozen armed policemen & women standing there, weapons drawn. “All of you are under arrest!”
Shush just scoffed and chuckled as he reached in his pocket, pulling out a folded stack of money. He then nonchalantly tossed it over to the officers. “You didn’t see anything.”
The lead officer caught the cash, and shrugged. “And now all of you are free to go!” Taking the money, they happily trotted off the roof, closing the door behind them.
“Now I see why comic books have Superheroes.” Wanda remarked.
“That, and because people love seeing other people in tights!” Cosmo added.
“You’re the one who shot the Bronze Kneecap, aren’t you?” Timmy asked. “You’re behind all of this!”
“And what are YOU gonna do about it?” Shush asked confidently. “You two need to just stay out of my way…unless you want trouble!”
The warning was followed by a spotlight that was shined down upon the villain. It came from a purple helicopter hovering overhead, one that rolled down a ladder right beside Shush. As Timmy & Trixie looked on, Shush waved goodbye as he mockingly laughed at them. A familiar laugh which revealed the identity of the masked fiend.
“Remy…THAT’S REMY BUXAPLENTY!!!”
“What?” Trixie said in shock.
“And the helicopter must be Juandissimo!” Wanda added.
POOF!!!
And in the blink of an eye, Cosmo was transformed into a Particle Cannon, one armed and aimed at the helicopter. “Just say the word, Timmy! OOOOH, give the order! I’ll blast him into the Pretty Pony Comics!”
Timmy seriously considered letting Cosmo do it, too. But before he could respond…
POOF!!!
…
When Timmy’s vision cleared, he found himself sitting on the floor in his room again. “Aw don’t tell me, it’s…”
“To Be Continued.” Cosmo & Wanda finished for him.
“Well that’s just great!” Timmy lamented. “Now I gotta find the next issue and—!”
“You mean us.” It almost slipped Timmy’s mind; Trixie was still in the room with him.
“Trixie, I—!”
“Don’t bother, because I’m still helping you.” She told him sternly. “Especially if Remy’s involved. How did he even get into the comic? Does he have Fairy Godparents, too?”
“Well, Fairy God PaRENT!” Wanda explained. “He only has one, Juandissimo Magnifico!”
It was at that time that an enraged Cosmo poofed himself into a Rambo-like physique. “Yeah! And when I get my hands on him, you know what I’m gonna do!?” He demonstrated what as he pulled off a grenade strapped to his chest, yanked out the pin and tossed it out the window. Unfortunately, it was the pin, not the grenade he threw.
“Wait, didn’t I see this in a cartoon once?”
KRA-KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!
Explosion aside, Timmy agreed with his Fairy Godfather as he turned to Trixie. “He’s got a point. I’m gonna have to fight Remy if there’s any way to bring back the Crimson Chin. And I can’t risk you…”
“Timmy, you need my help!” Trixie countered. “And this is a perfect situation. I’m dating Remy right now!”
“And…how does that make me feel better?” Timmy asked.
“It means I can stay close to him.” Trixie told him. “I can find out about his plans, and together we can stop him and bring back the Crimson Chin!” Suddenly, Trixie’s diamond-studded purpleberry phone rung, and she was reminded of a previous engagement. “I gotta go! But trust me, Timmy! I’ll stay in contact with you until the new issue’s out!”
She dashed out of Timmy’s room, leaving the bucktoothed lad alone with his Godparents, and pondering the decision she made. “I hope you’re right about this, Trixie…”

As the bustling student population of Dimmsdale High moved throughout the lunchroom, Timmy sat quietly at his table, his fairy godparents disguised as his lunch tray & carton of milk respectively. His eyes were trained off in the distance, staring across the cavernous room at the Popular Kids table, where Trixie currently sat flanked by her friends, including Remy Buxaplenty. It had been a week since she told him to trust her, as she remained close to Remy to scout him. And his reservations remained.
“I don’t trust him.” Timmy muttered.
“Me either.” Cosmo, the milk carton agreed, echoing his sentiments.
“Men!” Wanda lamented. “I swear you let jealousy get the better of you every time. Remy’s just talking to Trixie…while his carton of milk flexes his muscles?” Wanda spotted it from across the lunchroom; Juandissimo was in the guise of, in his words, a very sexy milk carton, and showing off his muscles. “Oh my…has he been working out?”
“THAT’S IT!!!” Cosmo was beside himself, and ready to take action. “When I’m done with him, he’s gonna—AAAAHHHH!!!”
Unfortunately, Cosmo found himself captured and unable to move. Chester had spotted the carton and decided to have a few chugs to help his teeth, which could use any help they could get. A.J. joined the two wearing a perplexed look.
“Dude, did your milk carton just scream?”
“What? Of course not!” Timmy told him. “That’s crazy! You’re hearing—Oww!”
Timmy felt a sharp pain against the side of his head, then felt something landing on his arm. Looking down, he saw it was a paper airplane. He unfolded the projectile, and was surprised to find Trixie’s handwriting in a note.
“Applesauce bombardment coming your way, seek cover.”
Timmy looked across the lunchroom, and spotted Trixie staring back at him, before turning her attention back to Remy. But the note was right; Tad, Chad & several other popular kids were already aiming their fruity snacks at Timmy’s table, leaving him little time to react. He turned to Chester, and said his last words…
“Chester, I just want you to know, you’re a braver man than I am.”
“I am? Cool! I mean I always…hey, where’d you go!?” Chester looked up to find no one sitting at his table…and a sloppy flurry coming his way. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Under the table, A.J. and Timmy sheltered themselves from the attack, but they could hear the slop hitting their friend. It lasted almost a minute, and when it was over, they emerged from under the table to see their dentally-challenged lying nearly motionless on the floor, drenched in the school delicacy.
“Chester, you OK?” Timmy asked.
“So…much…applesauce…”
A.J. checked on their friend as Timmy turned to his godparents. “Cosmo, Wanda, how about you?”
“Babble & Drool.” Cosmo responded, still feeling the effects from Chester’s drink.
“Think you can muster up some retaliation?”
Cosmo & Wanda answered his question by raising their wands…
POOF!!!
…bringing into play a medieval catapult filled with applesauce, which they launched immediately. Soaring over students staring up in awe, the flood of desert made its way towards its target, and hit with a splatter that could be heard from the Computer Lab. When Timmy looked up, he saw his retaliation was a success. Tad, Chad, Veronica & other popular kids were covered in the goop, while Trixie remained safely dry. Unfortunately, another was spared from the applesauce assault as well. Remy Buxaplenty sneered as he sat under a purple umbrella. No doubt wished for at the last minute for protection. Both Timmy & Cosmo growled at that development.
“Come on, we need to go.”
Having seen enough, Timmy stood up and made his way from the lunchroom; Cosmo & Wanda poofing to his side. As he stepped out through the double doors, though…
POOF!!!
“Going somewhere, Turner?”
Remy & Juandissimo appeared right in front of him.
“Your little trick to embarrass me didn’t work.” Timmy told him.
“Yes, well I don’t know how you expected my attack, but your luck will run out.” Remy said.
“Not likely, since I have two Fairy Godparents and you only have one.” Timmy shot back. “And whatever you’re planning in ‘The Crimson Chin’, I’ll stop you!”
“Oh, that reminds me…” Reaching in his back pocket, Remy pulled out an issue of ‘The Crimson Chin’ and handed it to Timmy, who saw his & Trixie’s alter-egos, JawLine & Wonder Gal, on a wanted poster. “You might wanna refrain from your little jaunts into those comics.”
“We’re on the FBI’s Most Wanted List!?” Timmy said in shock. “But…but…HOW!?” It didn’t take him long to figure out, though. “YOU!!!”
“Funny how writers will come up with the most excellent ideas if you prove some…monetary incentive.” Remy said. “I don’t know who your female accomplice is, but both of you better stay out of ‘The Crimson Chin’…unless you like spending your days behind bars.”
He did it again. Remy grabbed the upper hand from Timmy just when it seemed he was gaining momentum. Timmy was livid with the rich brat in front of him. His fist was balled, and he wanted to sock him with every ounce of strength he could muster. Remy knew it as well.
“My, my, better keep that temper in check, Turner.” He warned. “Attacking popular kids is frowned upon at Dimmsdale High, you know…”
With a cocky grin, Remy turned on his heels and strolled away triumphantly, leaving Timmy to simmer in his unbridled anger. He wouldn’t let this outrage stand, though. “Cosmo, Wanda…we’re going home…”
“What, do you have to use the bathroom again?” Cosmo asked.

The sky was a hue of navy blue, as the clouds began to gather overhead. The sun had set over an hour ago, but Timmy Turner didn’t have a reason to rush home just yet, especially with his parents out for a spur-of-the-moment ‘Extreme Uno’ Tournament and leaving Vicky in charge. Clutching the issue of ‘The Crimson Chin’ that Remy gave him earlier; he stood outside of Trixie Tang’s house, thinking over what to tell her. The issue was a quintuple-size, over 100 pages…200 if you include the useless artist’s comments & doodles. Who knows how long he would have to be in there to make things right? Not to mention the danger Remy had added by making him a wanted man.
“I can’t put her through it.” Timmy told himself. “Remy’s gone all out; I can’t put her through this.”
This was why he stood at Trixie’s front door with his fairies floating above him. He rang the doorbell, but received no answer. He then knocked on the door and, after several minutes of waiting, still received no answer.
“Maybe she’s not home.” Cosmo said.
Timmy nodded. “Maybe it’s for the best. Now I can go and—Oww!”
Again he felt a sharp, poking pain in the side of his head. And as he looked around, he saw another paper plane that was the cause of it. Picking it up, he unfolded it and read the note which simply said…
“Go around back.”
It was Trixie’s handwriting again, but Timmy was hesitant to follow those instructions. But Trixie knew he was there, it would’ve been strange to just walk away. Reluctantly, he walked around to the back of the house. As he reached out to knock on the back door though…
“GAAAAHHHH!!!”
He was forcefully pulled inside the house by Trixie. “Sorry, couldn’t let you in the front way.” She told him. “Still being popular and all. I got everything waiting upstairs, let’s go!” She pulled the pink-hatted lad along, rushing through the kitchen and passing her father in the living room as they ascended the stairs. “Hey Daddy I’m taking a teenage boy up to my room see ya!”
“That’s nice, dear.” Her father answered, eyes fixated on the TV.
Before Timmy knew it, he had passed through her hallway and was now living the dream; he was inside Trixie’s bedroom. “I got everything ready for us.” She told him. “We can hop right into the comic, and…uh, are you OK?”
It was then that Trixie noticed the abnormally wide grin on Timmy’s face, which needless to say was creepy. “Sorry about that, Trixie.” Wanda said as she & Cosmo poofed in. “Timmy often daydreams about how your room would look.”
“So…pink…” He marveled.
Trixie groaned. “Ugh! It’s only a ruse I use for when my popular friends are over. This is what my room really looks like.” She reached over to a button right next to her light switch and pressed it. Right before their eyes, her room underwent a transformation. The cute pony & kitten posters were replaced by posters of Skull Squisher & the Crimson Chin, and her catalogs of prime-time dramas were switched with violent video games of the highest quality. Her entire room had undergone a macho makeover.
“There, that’s better. Now you can…” Trixie stopped when she noticed that Timmy’s grin had only gotten wider.
“Uh, I think you’ve just revealed his version of Nirvana, Trixie.” Wanda stated.
“But we don’t have time for this. We have to get into the comic.”
And instantly, Timmy was snapped out of his daze. “The comic…Trixie, you can’t go.”
“What!?”
Timmy handed her the comic and pointed to the cover. “Remy’s made us the most wanted heroes in Chincinnati. I can’t risk something happening while…”
“No, I’m going with you.” Trixie interrupted. “I have a stake in this, too! Do you think some stupid wanted poster or the police stopped that Spider guy from being a hero? It’s like he said: With great pow—!”
“OK, we’re not doing that again!” Timmy said, cutting her off. “But…I see I can’t talk you out of this…” Taking the comic from Trixie, he placed it on the floor and opened it to page one, before stepping back and grabbing hold of her hand. “So…I guess we’re going together. Cosmo, Wanda, I wish we were in the pages of ‘The Crimson Chin’!”
POOF!!!
…
And once again, Timmy & Trixie found themselves within the pages of their favorite comic book, on the streets of Chincinnati, and in their superhero outfits. “Huh, this doesn’t seem so bad.” Timmy noted. “Probably just a few cops after us and—!”
“IT’S JAWLINE & WONDER GAL, GET ‘EM!!!”
And faster than Cosmo can do a math problem, the two found themselves surrounded by fleets of marines, gunner jeeps, tanks, fighter jets and a ridiculously huge air carrier which apparently came out of nowhere. There was a man standing at the top of the carrier, wearing an eye patch along with semi gray hair and a bullhorn.
“JawLine, Wonder Gal, you are under arrest!” He revealed. “If you move even one inch, my men have orders to shoot on sight!”
Unfortunately, Timmy chose the wrong time to have his eyes become dry. “Hey, he blinked! SHOOT TO KILL!!!”
“YYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
Fleeing for his life, Timmy rushed into a nearby alley, followed by Trixie, who successfully deflected gunshots with her charm bracelets. As she joined him, Cosmo & Wanda poofed above his head.
“OK, maybe I was wrong.” Timmy determined. “I WISH I HAD A BULLETPROOF CAR!!!”
POOF!!!
VRRRROOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!
And in a cloud of purple smoke, Timmy found himself behind the wheel of a streamlined, sleek new ride, with Trixie in the passenger seat. The specialized car was bulletproof, aerodynamic, and possibly inspired by the wheels of another crusader in a cape. Like a rocket it roared out from the alley, sending everyone scattering out of the way as it rolled down the road. Inside, Timmy quickly checked himself and his passengers to see if all’s well.
“Is anybody hurt?”
“I think your green fairy is!” Trixie pointed out. Timmy looked over at Cosmo to see almost a dozen holes through his chest.
“Sweet!” Cosmo proclaimed. “I look like Swiss cheese! WHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!”
“He’ll be fine.” Wanda deadpanned.
Suddenly, Timmy slammed on the brake as the car skidded to a stop, in a heavily wooded area of Chincinnati Park. “I knew this would happen.” He said, slamming his fist on the wheel. “I knew I should’ve come in alone!”
“Timmy, stop worrying.” Trixie told him. “I’m OK.”
“Yeah, barely!” He disputed. “I should’ve done this alone!”
“Like you wanted to in the last issue?” Trixie pointed out. “And the one before that when you kissed me on…the…hill…”
It was an awkward subject to come up again, but it was still fresh in both of their minds. Neither forgot the impromptu steamy makeout they had after the Crimson Chin’s burial; and though it came seemingly from out of nowhere, they both enjoyed the moment; especially Trixie. They turned away, each looking out of their side window, trying to vacate their minds from that moment. But the memory of it not only remained, but began to bring up surprising feelings they had for one another. Feelings so strong that when they turned to face each other, lust took over.
“We might need to give these two their privacy.” Wanda surmised, about to make her exit with a reluctant Cosmo.
“No, wait! It’s not everyday I get to see Superheroes do it!”
POOF!!!
They were already at each other’s lips, passionately kissing each other as Trixie climbed across her seat into Timmy’s lap. She straddled him, keeping their lips locked together as she rubbed his chest sensually. Timmy in turn pulled down her glamorous bulletproof top, revealing her perky, plump breasts which his hands groped without delay. Their tongues danced between each other’s mouth, exploring every inch as they also started grinding against each other. Trixie could feel Timmy’s hardness through his spandex, and the thought of it inside of her made her wet. Using her super-strength, she ripped open the front of Timmy’s outfit all the way down to his crotch, exposing his erection. Timmy broke the kiss and noticed her handiwork.
“That is so awesome.”
Trixie just grinned in response before kissing the buck-toothed hero again. This time it was Timmy’s hands going to work, as he pulled aside the fabric of her star-spangled tights and felt her moist snatch. His manhood was throbbing, desperate to be inserted into her wet pussy as far as it could go. She moved into position, wanting to be impaled by his thick cock, when…
“HEY, YOU! HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!!!!!”
A bright light blazed forward from the darkness right in front of the vehicle, shining a light on what Timmy & Trixie were about to do.
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