FairlyOdd Parents Porno Story: Fresh Buddies Join The Soiree Chapter 12

Disclaimer- Don’t own FOP

A/N: This chapter is a bit strange, please R&R

When Timmy woke up he realized two things: one, the barn wasnt nearly as large as he had originally thought, and two, it wasnt nearly as creepy, just an old barn covered in cobwebs.

On the contrary when Jess awoke nothing about the barn surprised her; it was the world outside that did. It was completely barren and there wasnt a living thing in sight, no grass, animals, or trees. She rubbed her arms and shivered, it was cold, even for the time of year. She reached into the DeLorean and pulled out a heavy black coat.

Timmy stood up and walked over to Jess who was staring into the barren wasteland that was once their home town. He simply stood next to her trying to figure out if she was looking at something specific.

Are you cold? Jess asked shortly, not turning her head. Timmy nodded. Ill find you something. She walked over to a small set of stairs leading to another part of the barn and came back shortly afterwards carrying a heavy blue jacket. Here, it might be a little big.

Timmy nodded and took the coat. He slipped it on as he talked. What were you looking at? He asked.

Nothing in particular, just wishing Cupid wouldnt have been so against dogs. We could have been out of here last night. Jess explained, leaning against the DeLorean.

Timmy raised an eyebrow, but shrugged it off. So, what time is it? He asked.

Jess checked both watches. 8:42 and 23 seconds. Ill depart in approximately 17 minutes and 36 seconds.

Timmy was surprised she did that in her head. Wow, He muttered.

Jess had heard him and decoded his meaning, Ive done harder, its just a matter of memorizing basic facts. She explained, smirking.

Timmy laughed, I was never the best in school, although I could blame Cosmo for the no study game. He paused, Cosmo He suddenly trailed off looking sad.

Hey, I miss Jake too; he was the first real friend I had. Jess glanced at her watch again. Lets get ready for this. She walked over to where she had slept, slumped against the time machine. A makeshift gun belt sat there, the holsters the perfect shape for the pistols they had made.

Timmy frowned, but there are three pistols.

Im not leaving you unarmed. Jess winked, tossing him one of the pistols.

Timmy weighed the gun in his hand; it felt foreign, strange to the touch. He looked up at Jess and nodded. I think I can handle it. He smiled.

The spent a little time getting ready, and flew a little ways away from the palace. Jess got out and turned the DeLorean over to Timmy.

Now remember, if the worst should happen, go and stop the take over, if I can, Ill contact you with this. She handed him a walky-talky.

Timmy nodded and took the walky-talky.

Jess slipped its counterpart into an inside pocket in her coat.

They nodded to each other. Be careful Jess. Timmy added before Jess left.

You too.

Sir, there have been reports of a flying DeLorean from the crowd members. The guard reported.

Have anyone else who reports it thrown in the asylum. Crocker growled. I cant have rumors of a resistance, or one might actually form, at least the biggest threats have already been neutralized. He thought, smirking. Then that smirk turned into a frown. A flying DeLorean though? This is strange, the last time I heard of one of those, it was when I got that first fairy, the note said a flying DeLorean would cause trouble. Ah well, Im not going to worry about it. Suddenly Crocker was startled by another guard coming into the room.

Sir, its time for the bowing down ceremony. The man said.

All right, Im coming. Crocker floated to the balcony and looked over his (mostly) loyal subjects. Everyone started chanting Crocker as they bowed. He smirked, that annoying feeling was gone.

She started the climb up, and then about 5 feet from the ground attached the sad excuse for a harness to the rope. Luckily, she made it up with only one close call. Once on top of the wall she relieved the guards of their guns and snuck inside, and hid in the shadows of a corner, rifle and pistols loaded.

Hello Crocker. Jess said coldly, leveling the rifle at his heart.

You! Crocker exclaimed. Youre supposed to be in the asylum!

Oh, really? Jess said in mock surprise. Well then, if Im not really here, you wouldnt mind answering me a question.

Crocker took a weary look at the gun. Only if you lower your weapon, Miss. She cocked it. Well then, what would said question be?

Whend you get your hands on that first fairy?

All three fairies shook their heads rapidly from inside the scepter.

May 21st, 1999. Why do you ask? Crocker replied, flicking the wrist that held the scepter slightly.

Thanks, Crock-pot. She pulled the trigger, and nothing happened. She tried again with the same results. Jess dropped the rifle with a clatter and pulled the two pistols. No results there either.

Crocker advanced on her smirking.

In a panic, Jess pulled out the two guards guns and shot.

The bullets fell harmlessly off the armor Crocker wore. He smirked and pointed his scepter at her.

Shoot. Jessica Witherspoon disappeared.