A Bad Dream on Oak Avenue

“This is so gonna rock.”

Timmy walks down the street with his friends AJ & Chester towards the historic Dimmsdale Movie Theater. It’s a bright and clear Saturday afternoon, and all three have saved up enough of their allowance to go see the Horror-Movie Fest playing there. “You said it, Chester.” Timmy says. “Finally, 37 of the greatest scary movies are playing at our local movie theater.”

They stop once they reach the front of the theater, and start adoring the movie posters out front. Most of them showing how much blood & gore are in the movie. “The Rampaging Killer Toaster, A Mexican Vampire In Canada, I Know What You Did Last Arbor Day…it’s the classics!” Chester says.

Timmy confidently walks up to the box office and shows his money, ready to buy tickets. “Let me get three, my good man. For ‘The Rampaging Killer Toaster’.”

“You’re too young to see that movie, kid.” The clerk in the box office says.

“And how much do you charge for Pop…WHAT????”

“You are not of proper age to witness this movie.” He repeats. “For it has scenes of naughtiness, and excessive villainy. Along with the Blood & Gore.”

“THIS STINKS!!!” Timmy says, as he stomps back to his friends. “Just because we’re not the proper age, we can’t go see the cool movies!”

“Well, unfortunately things are stuck like this.” AJ says. “At least until I complete my Time Acceleration machine.”

“Yeah, it’s not like we can just wish ourselves into the theater and see the movie.” Chester adds. Him & AJ are about to walk off, when Timmy gets an idea, and stops them.

“Wait right here, guys.” Timmy says, before scrambling around the corner into a nearby alley. Once out of plain sight, Timmy activates a special beeper on his belt and calls his Fairy Godparents. A moment later, Wanda appears in front of him, followed by Cosmo, who’s dripping wet, wearing a bath towel & headphones. He turns around to see Timmy, and screams.

“GAAAAAHHH!!!! Can’t a man just take one shower anymore?” He says.

Wanda just rolls her eyes and turns to Timmy. “So what’s the problem, sport?”

“Simple problem, simple solution.” Timmy says. “I wish me, Chester & AJ were in the theater so we can see the Horror-Movie Fest!”

“Uh, Timmy.” Wanda says. “I don’t think…”

“DONE!!!”

POOF!!! Cosmo waves his wand and everything goes black. It stays this way for a good while, before lights above slowly start to flicker on. The entire scene has now changed, as Timmy, Chester & AJ now find themselves inside of a small, filthy room. What’s more, they find that their legs are shackled to the wall. And each of them has a chainsaw lying beside them.

“What…what the hell?” Timmy says, trying to get his bearings. “Wait a minute…I recognize this room.”

“COOL!” Chester yells. “This room is just like the room in that Horror Movie, Knife! This is so sweet!”

“Not really.” AJ counters. “It seems we’ve been chained to the wall, just like those victims in the movie. Plus, they’ve given us Chainsaws.”

“Then that means…” Timmy doesn’t get the chance to finish, as a hidden door in the wall slides open, and a small TV pops out. The screen is blank at first, but then two puppet figures appear on it, two very familiar puppet figures. What’s even more disturbing is that they start to sing.

“I’m Happy Puppet Gary!
I’m Happy Puppet Betty!
We’re Happy Peppy, Peppy Happy, Happy Puppet Pep!”

“MY GOD! THEY’RE USING LAME PUPPET SHOWS TO TORTURE US!!!” Chester screams, panicking for his sanity. He starts screaming & crying for dear life, as Timmy just ignores him and turns to AJ, who’s trying to cut through the chains with his Chainsaw.

“It’s not strong enough.” AJ says.

“It’s just like the movie.” Timmy reminds him. “They don’t want us to cut through the chain, they want us to…”

“That’s right, honored guests.” Puppet Gary says. “We want you to use that saw…”

“To cut right through your Leggy-Weggies!” Puppet Betty continues.

Chester grabs his Chainsaw and revs it up. “Well, I always wanted a reason to use a Wheelchair.” He says, ready to part with his limbs, until Timmy stops him.

“WAIT!!! I got an idea.” Timmy says. “It’s crazy…but it just might work.” Timmy grabs his Chainsaw, revs it up, brings it close to his leg…then thrusts the spinning blades into the wall. To his guess, and luck, his idea works. And Timmy’s able to saw a hole through the wall, releasing himself.

“It’s so obvious in it’s simplicity.” AJ says, following suit and freeing himself.

Chester frowns, but cuts himself free also. “Aw, man. I really wanted to use a Wheelchair.”

The Happy Peppy Puppets on the screen don’t look happy. Or Peppy. “Quick, someone sing the ‘They’re Escaping’ song.” Timmy throws his Chainsaw through the TV, thankfully shutting them up. AJ uses his to saw a hole through the door, and the three escape. They now find themselves back in their own neighborhood. But it’s nighttime, and it’s pitch black out, save for a few streetlights.

“Is it me, or are things just getting weirder?” AJ asks. “I mean, how did it become nighttime all of a sudden?”

“Well, there has to be a simple explanation for this.” Timmy tells him. “And I think it’s…HEY LOOK, IT’S BRITNEY BRITANY!!!”

Both Chest & AJ turn to where Timmy was pointing, allowing Timmy to duck out of sight. He immediately pages his Fairy Godparents, who Poof right in front of him. “WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON???” Timmy asks. “I just asked to be in the Movie Theater with my friends!”

“Really, I thought you said ‘I wish the whole town of Dimmsdale was put in a Horror Movie’.” Cosmo responds.

Timmy just rubs his forehead in frustration and turns to Wanda. “Wanda, I wish we were out of here.” He says.

“Sorry, but we can’t.” She replies. “This is a Horror Movie, and we can’t leave until the Monster has been defeated.”

“But we just escaped the Happy Crappy Puppets!” Timmy debates. “What other monster can there be?” Timmy gets his answer when he hears a loud groan coming from down the street. He comes out of hiding and looks to see where it came from, only to see Francis lumbering down the street, wearing a Hockey Jersey, Hockey Mask, and carrying a Hockey Stick. AJ & Chester see him too, and promptly turn to each other.

“Shall we take off screaming into the night?” Chester asks.

“After you.” AJ says.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” They both run down the street, fleeing for their lives. Timmy ducks back into hiding, and turns to his Godparents.

“I can’t let you outta my site.” He says. “But I can’t let you be seen like this. I wish you two looked like Teenagers.”

POOF! The wish is granted, and Cosmo & Wanda now have the body of normal Teens…but their dressed like they’re from the 1950’s. Wanda’s wearing a Polka-Dot dress with 50’s style socks & shoes, and Cosmo’s wearing a School Varsity Jacket, Jeans & Sneakers. “You couldn’t find better outfits?” Timmy asks.

“Well, the last time we acted like teens was in the 1950’s. And the 1650’s before that.” Wanda says. “It was either this, or Medieval Armor.”

“Hey, I look cool & hip!” Cosmo says. “I’m really the Cat’s pajamas!”

Timmy sighs and takes them both by the hand. He brings them out of hiding and chases after AJ & Chester, until they reach a large house. The house seems to be holding every Teen that Timmy knows in Dimmsdale, and he decides to hide out there. As they walk inside, AJ quickly greets them.

“Glad to see your OK, Timmy.” He says, before noticing Cosmo & Wanda standing beside him. “Uh, who are they?”

“Them? Or, they’re uh…they’re, um, my…Cousins” Timmy says. “From Cleveland! Yeah, my two cousins from Cleveland.”

“Your Cousins have Green & Pink hair?” AJ asks.

“They’re from the bad part of town.” Timmy answers. AJ accepts that answer and they all head into the living room. Timmy looks around and sees all his friends there, and some enemies. There’s Trixie, Veronica, Tootie, Tad & Chad, Mark Chang (in his human form), Elmer, Sanjay, and Remy Buxaplenty. Chester is in the middle of the room, with the kids gathered around him. As Timmy takes a space on the wall, his arm is instantly grabbed by Tootie, who starts swooning over him. Cosmo & Wanda take an open Love Seat.

“OK. From my guess of what’s going on, I think we’re in a Horror-Movie Situation.” Chester says. “Luckily, I know anything & everything about Horror Movies. So I came up with some rules on how to stay alive. Rule One, the people who have sex are usually the ones that get killed. So No One Have Sex!”

“Hey Timmy,” Tootie says, “Let’s say you & me go to a closet and…” She finishes the rest of her sentence in Timmy’s ear, and it makes him cringe, blush and become sick at the same time.

“Uh, we can’t do that!” He says. “Didn’t you hear Chester? You wanna stay alive, don’t you?”

Chester continues. “Rule Two, No One Can Drink or Smoke. Cause the people who do…die!”

“Oh, please.” Mark Chang says, drinking & smoking a cigar.

“And Rule Three, Don’t Ever Say ‘I’ll Be Right Back’.” Chester says. “Cause you’re not coming back!”

Suddenly, the light in the Living Room goes out. Everybody gasps in fear, and murmurs about what’s happening. A moment later, Veronica’s voice is heard. “NO! I CAN’T DIE A VIRGIN!!! COME HERE, TIMMY!!!” A couple of moments, loud kissing & moaning is heard, just before the lights come back on.

“Sorry, my fault.” AJ says, standing by the light switch. Everyone in the room then turns to Veronica, who’s straddled over Cosmo and locked in a deep kiss with him. Her sweater is lifted up enough to show her breasts, and Cosmo is palming her ass with both hands. Veronica stops her makeout session when she notices the lights are back on.

“Uh…heh, heh, sorry.” She says, climbing off of Cosmo and going back to her seat. Cosmo sits up, clothes tattered and wearing a goofy grin.

“Let’s Go Again! Let’s Go Again!” He chants, before getting hit with an elbow shot that sends him off the couch by Wanda.

“Oops, my arm slipped.” She says, not meaning it.

“Well, I have to go use the restroom.” Sanjay says, starting to walk out. “I’ll Be Right Back.”

He walks out of the room, as the others watch him. There’s a long pause of silence, as everyone wonders if Sanjay is coming back or not. After several minutes of silence, Chester finally says something. “OK, I don’t think he’s coming back.”

CRASH!!! The Living Room Window comes crashing down. Everyone in the room turns to it to see Francis standing there, Hockey Stick in hand, ready to mutilate. There’s a small pause, then everyone begins screaming in horror and scrambling to get away. In the mayhem, Cosmo & Wanda lose track of Timmy.

“COSMO!!!” Wanda yells. “I CAN’T FIND TIMMY!!!”

“MAYBE HE ESCAPED OUTSIDE!!!” Cosmo says. The two disguised Fairy Godparents make their way through the crowd and outside. After the house clears, there are only a few people left inside…Timmy, Trixie, Elmer & Francis. Francis has Trixie & Elmer trapped, and is ready to strike them down. Timmy sees this and makes his decision, leaping into action. He tackles Trixie, putting her out of range from Francis’ attack. But the two end up tumbling into a nearby closet. The closet door slams shut behind him, and Trixie ends up lying on top of Timmy.

“Timmy, you saved me.” She says. “But, what about that other kid?”

“Elmer? Uh, he should be OK.” Timmy says. Just then, Elmer’s cries of pain & horror can be heard.

“MY BOIL!!! THE MONSTER CUT OFF MY BOIL!!!”

“See? Now he’ll look more photogenic.” Timmy says.

“Oh, I’m so scared Timmy.” Trixie says. “Hold me.” She wraps her arms around him and holds him close to her, much to Timmy’s enjoyment. His head rests against her breasts, which swell out even in her pink turtleneck sweater. As they sit there hiding from Francis, trembling in fear, thoughts roam through Timmy’s mind of ravaging her, right at this moment.

“Must…fight…urge to…plow Trixie!” He thinks to himself, switching his though patterns to baseball, cold showers, and the thought of Principal Waxeplax posing nude. Unfortunately, all those thoughts have no helping effect, and Timmy finds himself giving in to his desire.

“Aw, the hell with it!” He says. “If I’m gonna die, I might as well die doing it!” With that, he lifts up Trixie’s sweater and starts fondling her breasts, much to her shock.

“Timmy! What do you think you’re doing?” She says. “Stop that!” Her protests go unheeded, as Timmy moves on to her bra. He snaps it open and starts sucking on her nipples like a newborn, as Trixie tries to push him away. “Timmy Turner, I am ordering you to…to…to keep going, you stud!”

She starts to feel the sensation of Timmy’s hands working over her body, mostly focusing on her breasts. She can even feel his manhood hardening in his pants. Maybe it’s the adrenaline, or the fear that if they’re discovered, they’ll be killed. But Trixie is getting hornier by the second, and there’s only one cure.

“Oh Timmy, I want to feel your Cock inside me.” She says, lifting herself up just enough to slide off her panties. “I need you to fuck me. Now!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice!” Timmy says, as he digs into his pockets. Trixie starts unbuckling his pants, as he pulls out two packages of Condoms, one green & the other pink. He looks at the green package and reads it. “Cosmo Condoms. Guaranteed 27% chance that it’ll work. No Way, Man!” He tosses it away and looks at the pink package. “Wanda Condoms. Guaranteed to work much better that Cosmo Condoms. Works for me!”

He tears open the package and starts slipping the pink Condom over his hard pipe. Once it’s fully on, Trixie slips herself onto his Rod, taking it all inside of her. They start off with slow, short movements, since they’re in a cramped space. Timmy wraps her arms around Trixie’s waist, and palms her plump, heart-shaped ass. Nothing but soft slaps of skin against skin & heavy breathing can be heard. Trixie, who’s holding onto the walls to keep balance, begins to moan softly as she looks down at Timmy. She leans down and kisses him passionately, taking her hand and running it through his hair. Timmy can feel her nipples pressed against his chest, even through his purple shirt, and it only excites him more. After a minute, Trixie pulls away from him. Her moans become a little louder, as she gets further into it.

“Yeah Timmy, Fuck Me!” She yells. “Fuck me & tell me I’m pretty!”

“UHN! You’re pretty…” Timmy says, right before a Hockey Stick is planted into the door, just mere inches above the two. “…AND WE’RE DEAD!!!”

Trixie quickly covers his mouth, quieting him. They can feel Francis’ presence right outside the door. There’s nothing stopping him from coming in and continuing his slaughter, and both of them know that. They look at the closet door doorknob, as it slowly starts to turn. Trixie & Timmy fear the worse…but just then, Sanjay’s voice is heard coming from outside.

“Hello? I am back from the Bathroom.” He says. “Where has everybody gone? And why is there a large person dressed as a Hockey Player in the Living Room?” Everything goes silent for a moment, before the Hockey Stick is pulled out of the door. A moment later, Sanjay can be heard screaming for his life. The screams begin to fade off, as he runs from the house, and for his safety.

“Thank you, back up friend!” Timmy says, before having his lips smothered by Trixie’s. Instantly, his mind focuses back to the task at hand, and he starts thrusting into her harder & faster, without fear of being mutilated.

“Oh God! You’re so good, Timmy!” Trixie says, as she bounces on his Cock. She lifts up her white skirt just enough to give Timmy a full view of his Cock penetrating deep into her. He goes back to palming her ass, but only with one hand this time. The other he uses to fondle her breasts some more. The action is now Hot & Heavy, with the two dripping in sweat and going full speed. The moans are now much louder than before, and Trixie finds herself short of breath. She bites her bottom lip, trying to hold on as long as she can, but it’s hopeless.

“TIMMY!!!” She screams, giving in. “YOU’RE…YOU’RE MAKING ME…”

She doesn’t get the rest out. Instead, she screams out in passion as her entire body tenses up. Her juices flow out of her love box as she has one of the biggest orgasms she’s ever experienced. Timmy hits his limit too, as his entire body goes tense. After a moment, Trixie falls on top of Timmy, feeling exhausted. Timmy just smiles and savors the moment. Something he in his wildest dreams thought would never happen, he just went through.

“Timmy…that was…incredible.” Trixie tells him, out of breath.

“And…so are…you.” Timmy replies. They stay there for a good while, until Timmy realizes the situation they’re in. “Oh, crud! We better get out of here.” He says. “He might come back.”

Trixie picks herself up off of Timmy. They both stand & straighten themselves up, before cautiously exiting their hiding spot. The house is a tattered mess, and pus from Elmer’s boil is splattered all over the place. The two quickly run outside, to see the neighborhood is barren. Not a soul in sight. Timmy looks around, looking for any clue that could help them out. He finds one when he sees a Pink Neon sign pointing to a well-protected fortress. The sign reads: ‘Safe House! Use as necessary!’

“Thank you, Wanda.” Timmy says to himself, before turning to Trixie. “Trixie, I think you should hide out from the monster there.” He continues, pointing to the Fortress.

“Well…OK.” She answers. “Let’s go, Timmy.”

She grabs his arm and starts to make a run for it, but Timmy just stands there. “No, I can’t. Uh…I gotta…see if the others are OK.” He tells her, lying through his teeth. “You go, and stay safe!”

Trixie looks at Timmy for a moment, then leaps forward and gives him a short good-bye kiss on the lips. “You stay alive, Timmy Turner!” She says, before dashing off towards the Fairy Godparent-made Safe House. Timmy turns his back on her and starts paging his Fairies…but nothing happens. He keeps pressing the button, but no one shows up.

“Oh no, something must’ve happened to them.” He says, before rushing off to find them. “I gotta find them. I just hope that they’re both OK.”

Meanwhile…

Deep within the Dimmsdale Woods, by Dimmsdale Lake, are Cosmo & Wanda (still disguised as Teens). They wander around the lake, looking for their Godson. “Cosmo, I don’t think Timmy’s around here.” She says. “We’d better page him.”

Cosmo suddenly stops, turns to his wife and smiles widely. “Uh, is now a bad time to mention that I forgot to change the batteries?” He says, indicating that the pager is dead.

“Cosmo, you dunderhead!” She tells him. “Now how are we supposed to stay in contact with Timmy? The monster is probably stalking him right now! We have to do something!”

Cosmo puts his hand on his chin and thoroughly thinks over the situation. And surprisingly, in least than a minute, he comes up with a plan. “Wait, that’s it! I GOT IT!” He shouts.

“What? A plan?” Wanda asks. “You got a plan? Well what is it?”

Instead of telling her, Cosmo shows her by grabbing her around the waist, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. His hands immediately roam down to Wanda’s luscious backside. He gives it a good squeeze, as his tongue probes into her mouth. She’s caught off-guard by this, and for a moment, she even starts to enjoy it. But her mind quickly comes back and she pushes him away.

“COSMO! What the Hell Are You Doing?” She says in shock.

“The monster…always goes after the couple…that has sex!” Cosmo says, as he proceeds to rip open Wanda’s dress, exposing her round tits before taking her into his arms again. “I thought…if we have sex, then the Monster would come after us!”

“And it won’t go after Timmy.” Wanda says, getting the rest of the plan. “But are you sure it will work? I mean the…”

She’s cut off once she feels her husband’s lips gently kissing her breasts. The two Fairies lose their balance, and end up on the grass by the lake. Cosmo immediately starts lifting up Wanda’s skirt. He grabs hold of her thong and pulls it almost all the way off, then dives headfirst into her pink love box. He lets his tongue roam in between her love walls, not wasting any time with teasing. Wanda slowly starts getting into it. She begins to play with her own breasts as she grabs the back of her husband’s head, forcing him in deeper.

“Oh, Cosmo!” She says. “You’re an animal tonight. Usually you don’t like this part.”

Cosmo lifts his head from her snatch and smiles at her. “That’s because I made your pussy taste like Peanut Butter!”

“You did what? You know how I feel about you changing the flavor of my body parts without…my…” Wanda stops her complaining when she feels Cosmo tonguing her clit like a pro. He then takes his index & middle fingers and probes them into her wet pussy, making her more excited. Soon, Wanda’s not able to hold out any longer, and she pulls him up close to her.

“Enough with the Foreplay!” She demands. “I want Cosmo Jr. in me Now!”

“OOH! I love it when you take charge!” Cosmo says with glee. He struggles to unbuckle his pants, trying to bring out Cosmo Jr. After a few moments, Wanda gets fed up and brings out her Wand. POOF! Both Cosmo’s pants & boxers fall down, just like she wanted. She pulls him down on top of her, causing his Cock to slide deep inside of her. Immediately he starts thrusting in & out of her warm pussy, going hard & fast. Just the way Wanda likes it. She hangs her legs open in the air, giving Cosmo a clearer path. Cosmo’s about to lean in to kiss her again, when Wanda puts up her wand to stop him.

“Wait! Wait!” POOF! She waves her wand, but apparently nothing happens. Cosmo then begins to taste something inside of his mouth. It’s a familiar taste.

“HEY! You turned my tongue into a chocolate tongue!” He says. “COOL! Now I have a reason to bite my tongue!”

He proceeds to do so, when Wanda stops him. “Uh, that wish is for me, buddy boy!” She says, pulling him closer and pressing her lips against his. The taste of chocolate swarms into her mouth with Cosmo’s tongue, and it only makes Wanda more aroused. Cosmo’s stroke’s become faster, as he starts drilling his wife balls-deep. Wanda is in ecstasy overload, and just mere moments from reaching her limit.

“OH, GOD! I’M GONNA CUM, COSMO!!!” She screams.

“ME, TOO!!!” He answers. “CAN’T…HOLD…BACK…”

Cosmo grits his teeth, trying to prolong the experience, but it’s of no use. Both of their wands start to glow brightly, as do their bodies, as they reach their climax. He lets off like a firehose, filling his wife up with his load. He then collapses on top of her, his head landing on her firm breasts. Wanda has a wide grin on her face, and she’s covered in sweat.

“That…was…fantastic.” She says, out of breath. She starts savoring the moment, but it’s short-lived as she turns her head and sees Francis standing off in the distance. He slowly starts walking towards them, with his Hockey Stick raised in the air. “Cosmo, it worked! Quick, what’s the next part of your brilliant plan?”

“Uh, is now a good time to tell you that I forgot the second part of the plan?” Cosmo asks.

Wanda looks at her husband in shock, which quickly turns into blinding rage. As Francis lumbers closer, ready to mutilate the two magical creatures, Wanda can only think of three last words to say to her loving husband.

“COSMO, YOU IDIOT!!!!!!”