Meet your new Farily odd godmother!

As the light of the morning sun began to trickle into your room through your apartment's windows, you were awoken by the sound of the preset alarm up on your smart phone going off and with a yawn, you rose from your bed. Though you did so begrudgingly as once again due to your own for sleeping habits as a full-time college student, you have only gotten about 5 to 6 hours of sleep.

So, once you climbed out of your bunk, you wearily move to shut off the alarm on your phone as it rested on your desk and canceled the alarm on your smartphone with an audible click.

Once your alarm had been shut off, you disconnect your smart phone from its charging cable and stowed it away in your pants pocket and blearily rub the sleep out of your eyes.

After you stowed your phone away, you begin to stretch out for a little bit in your grey Beatles t-shirt and red Flannel pajama pants, as you did so, you decided to take notice of your dorm room.

Your quite lucky, most would be stuck in an overcrowded dorm apartment with 3 other people. However, thanks your part time job as an IT tech and thanks to your parents, you are able to live in a much higher quality dorm, where it is essentially a two bed and two bath apartment with a built in laundry room. The apartment is rather nice with its warm tan cream colored walls, white trim, and warm chocolate brown carpet. Most of the apartment is like this, with the exception of the kitchen as it has tan tiled floors along with the entrance of the apartment.

Now that said, your room is a reflection of yourself and considering its littered with video game, anime, and comic book memorabilia, it’s safe to say that you’re a geek and a big one at that. What with the comic books, Manga volumes, and several posters that littered the room here and there. That said all that big of a geek, as you don't own any plastic models or insane purchase's like some people you know, the only thing you possessed in your room that would even close to such a claim would be the Fallout 4 Plasma rifle Prop, even then you didn't buy it as it was a gift from your parents one birthday and as such you don't really mess with as it rests on the top shelf of your Wooden bookshelf, now with the bookshelf the other items in the room that you also owned were a solid wood dresser, Your wooden bunk/ desk combo, a small flat-screen TV that sat on top of your dresser, a large green bean bag chair, and a fish bowl…

Wait, a second…

You stop stretching and pause for a moment as you take in the oddity that has somehow found its way into your bedroom as it rests on top of your small bookcase as it sits just underneath a nearby window. Its an oddity, because when you moved into this apartment, the rules stated that no one was allowed to have pets, not even fish, and as such you don’t own a fish much less a fishbowl. So this is quite strange and out of curiosity you approached the strange oddity and begin to examine it and its contents.

The oddity in question is indeed without a doubt a fish bowl, a classic glass bubble fish bowl to be exact, and it was filled with crystal clear water, Purple gravel, and a singular gold fish that was extremely odd as this particular gold fish was not shaped like the rest of it scaled kind as it was far more golf ball shaped in overall appearance and what’s even stranger is the fact that the gold fish had two large pink colored cartoon like eyes, with eye brows disturbingly enough, that were disturbingly staring directly into yours.

This unnerving stare down between you and the fish only got worse when the fish BLINKED.

“What the hell?!” you muttered out loudly in surprise, this shock and surprise was due to the fact that you knew for a FACT that fish cannot blink, they lack the eyelids to do so, and caused you to back up slightly in surprise.

This shock only got worse when the Fish started TALKING.

“Sport?”

“BWAH!” You yelped in sudden surprise as you hoped backwards in surprise and shock, with that said you really should be more careful. Because just as you jumped backwards, you did not take in to account the fact that your bunk was behind you and as a result you smacked your head against the bunk with a loud *THUNK!*, which immediately had you cradling the back of your skull as you recoiled at the sudden pain.

Through as you held the back your head with your eyes shut, you heard two things. One was a loud popping of air and sudden cry of surprise and concern coming from the fish in front of you.

*POOF!* “SPORT!”

The sudden feminine cry made you to crack your eyes open slightly, despite the pain, and when you did, what saw ended up surprising the ever loving hell out of you. For what was in front of you, was a relatively short woman, Bout 4 ft 2 in comparison to your own height of 5'10 (the average for most guys) and was floating, YES. FLOATING, in mid-air with what looked like see through clear oval, almost bubble shaped, insect-like wings made out of what you can only describe as pure light, created an image in your mind that could only best describe this floating woman in front of you as a fairy, yeah a fairy.

What added to this notion was the distinct and rather strange pink pageboy hairstyle that reached down to the base of her neck before curling outwards and upwards in a "Roll" of hair with a large gravity defying, almost pompadour-like, pink swirl of hair in the front, a healthy Peaches and cream skin tone, along with the golden crown above this woman's head and the cartoony magic wand that had a golden star tip with the outfit consisting of golden ball earrings, a yellow t-shirt, black yoga pants, black sneakers, and pink lipstick with mascara almost immediately set off memories of nostalgia of a particular animated cartoon fairy. As the passing resemblance between the woman and the character were impossible to ignore, Hell they even sound the same!

That said the differences between her and the character in question were also impossible to ignore either. As your for damn certain that Wanda from the fairly odd parents cartoon tv show didn't have curves like the short woman floating in front of you has, as the woman has an exceptional body with an hourglass figure, Grapefruit sized (C Cup) full tits, and hips and ass that looked like it belonged on a much taller woman as her large hips and bubble like ass, when in combination with her Grapefruit sized tits, gave her a pretty obvious short stack like figure.

However, before you could go further down memory lane and continue these parallels between Wanda and the woman in front of you, the very same concerned flying woman in front of you instantly reached out to you with a look of concern written on her face and in a knee jerk reaction you instantly jumped back again.

*THUNK!* “SPORT!” “FUCK!”

To only hit your head once again, causing you to curse and causing the flying woman infront of you to let out another yelp of surprise.

“Sport are you Ok-“ “Stay back!” You yelped out in surprise as the woman tried to reach out to you again, only to flinch back at your yell. However this did not deter her as the look of concern on her face only grew worse as she looked upon your terrified face.

“Sport calm down it’s me remember?” The swirly haired woman said as she tried to reassure and calm your nerves.

“Lady, I don’t know who or what the hell you are!” Your words caused the floating woman in front of you to suddenly flinch and recoil backwards as if someone had physically struck her as a new Panicked look soon overtook her. However, despite this look of panic the swirly haired woman in front of you said nothing else as she stared into your panicked eyes for a few brief suspenseful moments of what you can only describe as Horrified fear, as her arms had dropped loosely to her sides and her entire body had suddenly gone slack, which combined with floating in mid-air, made her look as if a puppet had suddenly been left hanging in mid-air as the comical cartoonish wand fell out her hands and onto the floor before vanishing in a poof of pink smoke as her hands went limp.

These moments of suspense, turned into minutes tension as the clock begin to crawl forward, with the two of you saying nothing and doing nothing but stare directly into each other’s panicked eyes. As you stared into the pink eyes of the floating woman in front of you, you could see confusion and terror combined with her horrified fear to ultimately create the face of someone who looks like they just lost everything.

Eventually, these minutes attention past and came to an end when the floating woman in front of you began to speak once more.

“Y... you… you really don’t know who I am?” The woman asked with a quiet little voice that sounded hollow and empty. In response you slowly shook your head from left to right as you answered.

“I- nooo…” You replied slowly with the tone in your voice being very evident that you were lost and confused at what was going on. Which got even worse as the woman with the pink hair in front of you slowly descended to the ground, her body entirely limp of all will as she fell to her knee’s before her eye’s slowly but surely began to well up with tears, before they ultimately began to overflow and run down the sides of her cheeks running black with mascara as she slowly began to sob and cry as if the world had suddenly come to an end.

She said nothing, she did nothing, but yet here she was crying her eyes out for something you did not even understand. All the while you could only simply stand there, fear long since dissipated, and only watch as this unknown woman doubled over with her face in her hands as she cried and sobbed uncontrollably.

This… This was hard to watch. Your many things, sarcastic, slightly lazy, and somewhat accident-prone. But you’re not heartless and you can’t stand the sight of someone essentially crying their eyes out without feeling the need to go out and comfort them.

So slowly you begin to kneel down to the sobbing woman and hesitantly reach out to her and gently place a hand on her back, watching as your hand phased through her two oval shaped insect wings of light as if they weren't even there. This action caused the woman go still for just a second and pause in her crying as she slowly looks up at you and see’s your concerned face and the lack of fear before you speak.

“I… Uh... Damn... Look- Mam, I-I don’t know who you are. But, my name is Freddie, Freddie Mann and I’m sorry for my earlier reaction and though I don't really know what's going on. I'm here to talk if you want.” You slowly and carefully tell the woman as she looks up to you, with streaks of mascara running down her face.

“*sniff* Freddie? *sniff* But your… no... no… with what happened, it makes sense.” The woman says as she begins to sit up and sniffs slightly before slowly wiping her eyes and wiping away the runny make up on her face. However, it’s her words that catch your attention the most as you offer a hand to the kneeling woman.

“What? I'm sorry if I'm being rude, but I'm still very confused at what the hell is going on." You tell the small pink haired woman as she stares at your offered hand for a few seconds before wiping off the last of the tear streaked make up on her face, before slowly and hesitantly taking your hand as you help her back on to her feet.

"It's alright spor-er... Freddie, you not knowing what happened up to this point was something I had anticipated, but also feared and unfortunately it seems my fears have come true..." The pink haired woman explained as she stood back to her full height of 4'2, just barely having the top of her head coming up to bottom of your rib cage in comparison.

"What? What are you talking about?" You replied, still completely confused as to what the short stack in front of you was trying to get at, in response the little woman in front of you crossed her arms and looked at you with a sad look as her delicate pink eyebrows furrowed together in concern as she looked up at you.

"It's... _Sigh... _It's hard to explain Kiddo... But if I had to put in a couple of simple words... I would say that things are... Shattered and Scattered..." Sighed the little woman as she hesitantly replied, it looked as if she wanted to say more, but held herself back from saying everything and judging by the hollow look in her eye's, it might be because of grief as you noticed that she was very tense with her jaw tightening and her hands gripping her forearms rather tightly as her eye's looked like they were about to water over once again before she shut her eyes tightly as to avoid crying.

“Whoa, I-er hey now. Don’t go crying again…” You instantly say as you take knee to better look the sad woman in eye as she tries her best to not cry.

“*Sniff* Sorry, sport… It’s just that *Sniff*it’s just that…” She sniffles out as she wipes her eyes again.

“Hey… Whatever is bothering you, you don’t have to tell me right now. You can tell me later, when you feel ready to talk about it okay?” You tell the little woman as you gently put your hands on her shoulders, as you try to calm her nerves. Though, it seems your attempt did not succeed as well as you would hope as though the woman opens her eyes, you can see they are still filled with tears.

“Sport…”The woman begins, only to be cut off by you.

“Hey, don’t worry about it okay? Like I said, tell me when you’re ready… Is… Is there anything you need? I could get you a soda or something.” You offer, to which the little woman shakes her head as she purses her lips.

“I’m… I’m good sport… I… I just…” The woman trails off as she tries to get her mind together.

“need a second?” you finish for the small woman. In response the swirly haired woman nodded as she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths as she tried to calm herself. During all of this, you couldn’t help but question the insanity of all of this, as thanks to the dull throbbing pain in the back of your head, you know for a fact that this is all very, very real. A part of you couldn’t help but question whether or not you are hallucinating all this, but after physically touching the small woman in front of you when you helped her up and seeing the shadow that she casted, along with all the other telltale signs that she actually existed, that idea was immediately shot down. Still, this is all very, very, strange and mind-boggling to say the least.

That said, after a few minutes of silence and the woman slowly pulling herself back together with a couple of calming breaths, you once again asked the million-dollar question that has been on your mind ever since waking up.

“Better?” You asked the small woman in front of you and in response she released one final exhale of air before opened her eyes and put on a small smile, that you could tell was slightly **** as she looked you in the eyes.

“Sigh… Much better sport.” Replied the pink haired woman.

“Ok… Now, if it’s not any trouble, can you please explain to me what exactly is going on here, because I’m still at a loss at what’s going on.” You asked the pink woman to which she responded with a smile that looked slightly **** as she backed away from you a couple feet before jumping back up into the air as she began to float around your eye level as you stood back up to your full height of 5’10.

"Don't worry sport I’ll explain everything in full detail later, But first let me introduce or-well reintroduce myself!" the small woman said with a smile on her face as with a snap of her finger's her cartoonish wand reappeared in her right hand with a small Poof of pink smoke, before it lit up with golden energy as it sparkled and hummed with power. for with a quick wave of the wand two things happened, the first was the small woman summoning a number 9 pool ball out of nowhere, the second was her instantly throwing it to the ground where it cracked in half completely blinding you when it split in half as pink smoke, that smelled like cotton candy, instantly blinded you for a brief couple of seconds.

"*Cough* What the F-!" you tried to curse but were silenced by something you did not expect as the smoke cleared. for when the smoke cleared you beheld the sight of a small pink round show stage FLOATING in mid-air, complete with show lights attached to the base with some pointing directly towards the swirly haired lady standing on top of the stage. while the other show lights flashed in every other direction, But the biggest eye grabber was the giant golden letters that floated above both the woman and the stage below her as it sparkled with golden light as it spelled out two words. Two words that all but confirmed the identity of the woman in front of you.

Fairy Godparent.

"Congratulations Freddie Mann! I'm Wanda and I'm your Fairy Godparent!" The now named Wanda exclaimed cheerfully as she stood on top of the stage with a wide grin on her face with her arms up in the air as if to say "Ta Dah!"

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"..."

"... Ta dah...!" Wanda said rather weakly as she saw both your silence and your dumbfounded expression as you could only stare at this whole display she put on with a slightly dropped jaw and a look of complete and utter confusion as your brain completely stalled at the sheer spectacle that had just happened in front of you.

"eh... Kiddo, you alright?" Wanda asked in concern after a complete minute of silence from you.

"Dream." you muttered in disbelief as your skepticism and disbelief had returned with avengeance. This, THIS has got to be a dream. Its too damn freaky and cartoony to be otherwise, no matter what the throbbing pain in the back of your head is telling you.

"What?" Wanda asked in confusion as she vanished the stage and fan fair with a poof of pink smoke as you shook your head back and forth slowly.

"This is a dream." You reaffirm to the now named Wanda, Who in turn looks at you like you've lost your damn mind.

"Sport, I know this is a little bit-" "Nope! Nope! This is a dream, that is the only logical reasoning, that or I've gone insane." you cut Wanda off as you slowly begin to walk back over to the ladder that leads back up to you bunk. Wanda in response instantly tries to dissuade your disbelief as she instantly cuts you off as she flies in front of you.

"Ah, ah, ah! Sport I know this seems crazy, but this is all 100% real! An I can prove it!" Wanda proclaims rather happily as you stop mid climb and gave the swirly haired woman-er... Fairy a flat look.

"Oh really? Pray tell how are you going to prove that? By making me say "I wish for a lemon meringue pie to hit me in the F-! *POOF!**SPLAT*" Your snarky remark was silenced as Wanda instantly granted your wish and promptly hit you right in the face with a freshly baked lemon meringue pie and promptly covered your face, shirt, and parts of your hair in the sweet frosted confection. Now you felt not only the impact from the pie, but also the very painful and stinging burning sensation from having some of the lemony confection getting in your eyes slightly, Thus you Instantly and very painfully realized once again that this was all VERY real for the pie demands it and so do your eyes.

"Proof enough for ya, Sport?" Wanda said rather smugly as she floated in front of your pie covered face with a cheeky grin and her arms crossed.

"... As much as I want to say no... An god do I. The burning sensation of lemon meringue pie that has gotten into my eyes is telling me otherwise..." You hiss out rather evenly as you feel the burning sensation of the confection torching your eyes. In response Wanda winces slightly, or Does she? Its kinda hard to tell with you being blinded from the lemon in the pie.

"Err... Sorry about that kiddo, but in my defense you did ask for it."

Wanda muttered in apology. That said, you are more concerned about the burning sensation in your eyes than you were about her apology and thus, considering that that she is real and that she does grant your wishes, a logical conclusion was made in your mind.

“Wanda, just get the pie off me please.”

“You got it sport!” *POOF*Wanda said rather cheerfully as she quickly vanished the pie from your face and a puff of pink smoke. Once the pie was removed from your face, you quickly clawed away whatever excess was over your eyes in order to regain a modicum of sight. Everything was rather blurry, but he could still make up the general shapes and forms through the stinging pain in your watery eyes.

"Thanks. Though, I gotta ask for another thing wanda." You tell the pink haired fairy as blurrily stared at her floating form.

"Whats that sport?"

"Can you guide me to my bathroom? I need a shower, to not only wash out my eyes, but to get ready for what I can only assume is going to be a VERY long day." You ask your apperantly new Fairy god mother to which sighs slightly as she floats over to you and takes you by the hand to guide you out of your room and into your bathroom.

"Sigh... Sure sport. Anything you want." Wanda sighs slightly out of what you can only assume is a mix of personal frustration and weariness as she guides you out of your room and into your near by bathroom.

Now then after a quick shower and change....