Timmy Turner Costume Novels & Stories

Nearby, Tiffany heard her father's voice and immediately yelled in surprise, "Daddy!" While the stage was in a mess, Avery quickly walked over to the dinosaur and took off his hood. Elliot's handsome face instantly appeared in front of her. "I've known you for so long, yet this is the first time I see you in such a cute outfit! Hahaha!" Avery was delighted. Elliot's expression had been dark, but, when he saw Avery smiling brightly, the coldness in his eyes faded. "I wanted to wear the Ultraman costume, but Ben said that it would be uncomfortable." Elliot took the dinosaur costume off.

I say through the mind link. “Is there anything we should know about the kids that were brought in with you? Anything we can do to reassure them? They’re quite upset,” Deacon says, and the girl stops, her gaze moving towards him. “Timmy needs his teddy. It’s a small blue bear. He can’t sleep without it. Corey likes to be cuddled, and Honey has a blanket. It’s beige with daisies on it,” The girl says, and Raff writes down what she says.

“You know me as Maverick.” I brought my hand up to my neck and glanced at Jamie. “M- Maverick? But Maverick is a-” “A bear. I know.” He raised his hand to cough into it. Black and grey hair sprouted on his arm, before disappearing. I took a step back. “What the hell was that?,” I almost screamed. “The stuff of legends.” Timothy moved to my side and put his hand on my back. “That’s enough. Don’t you think you’ve upset her enough?”

It felt like those eyes of his could see straight into the depths of her soul. "Bev, why aren't you here yet? The play is about to start! If you stand me up, I'll hate you! Timmy's in a bad mood. Don't all little boys like Tooley the Gigantic Monkey?" Anna's loud voice burst through the phone, shattering the quiet. Beverly's heart skipped a beat, and her tone became uneven. "Timmy… He lived abroad until he was five, so he's barely watched any local Laridian shows or plays. He's more into robots and superheroes. You…"

I applied my make up with the thought of softening my prominent features to better disguise myself and completed the look with a deep red lipstick. I stepped out and Emerson whistled. Tally quickly slapped his arm as if offended. Was she jealous? Is there something going on with those two? Tally went with a Harley Quinn costume, which honestly suits her personality well. Emerson thought he was being funny by dressing up like a vampire. Percy was dressed like a Mafia guy with a pinstripe black suit. He even had a matching hat. Then there's Kellan who of course decided to dress like prince charming. "Let's go." I told them all. It was now dark outside and time to get things rolling.

He tilts his head again as the guy in the black cape almost seems to be flying, but he's being pulled along by a string of some sort. Timothy pulls his tail under his chin as the guy in the cape begins fighting the bad guy with makeup on his face. Timothy whimpers when it looks like the good guy in the cape is getting hurt and he turns and buries his face in Colton's neck. Colton sets the popcorn down on the table next to them and turns the TV off. He pulls his little mate into his lap and wraps his arms around him. "I'm sorry, I thought you might like Batman," Colton said as he caressed Timothy's back.

Timmy glanced at me and gave me a smile. “Good morning!” he chirped. I smiled through the lump that formed in my throat. “Good morning, Timmy! What a surprise!” I glanced back at Caspian who was busy putting some pancakes and maple syrup on my plate. “What are you doing here, Caspian?” I asked in a low voice. “We came here to fetch you and take you to work,” he replied. I gasped. “How about Timmy? Doesn't he go to school?” I asked, noticing that he was wearing the uniform of a well-known kindergarten nearby.

CALEB’S POV. “Wait. What happened to the other costume?” Tim asks, squinting his eyes. I take a step back so he can see it properly. A sheer, black lace long-sleeve shirt with a delicate floral pattern, almost spiderweb-like in the way it clings to me. I’ve got nothing underneath— just bare skin. Vanya hated the other costume said I looked too basic and then went ahead raid Tony’s closet like a raccoon on Red Bull. So I guess the other costume is a waste of money.

I was slightly surprised to see Timothy back in his human form, wearing a pair of shorts, holding a hoodie and pair of boxers. "Here. Put these on before you go back to bed." "Why?" I ask, grabbing the clothes from his hands. "The hoodie is Aries and the boxers is Theós." He explained, "It'll help them calm down when they come back here to see them wearing their clothes and smelling like them." "O-Okay?" I went back to the bathroom, changing my pajamas into the clothes that Timothy gave me. I again wandered back out, hoping to finally get in my bed. Seeing how he isn't going to stop me this time, I climb into bed, snuggling into the thick blankets and comfortable pillows.

“You are going to change out of that suit and into something normal. Maybe a shirt, a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a hat. Something that doesn’t scream wealthy man’s mistress under protective custody. Do you understand?” “I cannot wear Mr. Damien’s—” “Tim.” My voice sharpened just enough. “Go to Damien’s room, find something to change into. Now.” He hesitated, then nodded stiffly. “Yes, Miss Rose.” I watched him disappear down the hallway. A few minutes later, he reappeared wearing jeans that fit strangely, a simple black tee stretched across his chest, and a baseball cap pulled low. He still looked like a bodyguard, but at least a discreet one.