AVAVA
( Author's Note )
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Samuel Sadi here with something new for you. Yeah I know, I'm supposed to be working on Gravity Falls fictions. But I'm not. I had another idea for another story. Yep. That's the way it is sometimes. So enjoy the story.
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( Timmy Turner )
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The brunette boy sat alone in the lunchroom at school. He had once had friends that would sit with him, not anymore. Now he mostly just sat alone. Ignored by the girl that he had once had affection for. The girl and her clique still picked on him and treated him like crap. Continued making his life, well his school life, crap. Then again, being picked on usually set the mood for his entire day. And his days set the mood for the weeks, months... then his years. It was life, it was his life.
His friends, Chester and AJ? Well, he wasn't entirely sure if they left him, or if he left them. One day he didn't approach them, nor they him. It wasn't a real loss or anything. After the first couple of days, he had assumed that he would in fact feel a loss of some kind. Though he never did. He wondered if they felt the same way? Was their parting of ways some destined design? Was it the universe's plan to isolate him from everything he should enjoy? Or was the universe punishing him for a bad deed that he didn't remember? He didn't understand other people... not truly. But there was still one people that hung around him. Though she wouldn't admit it, but she didn't understand him either.
His parents. If any person in the world actually, truly, understood him, it was neither of his parents. Hell, they named him, raised him, barely. And most of the time they even forgot his name. They'd call him Tommy... and okay, in some weird messed up way, he understood being called Tommy. But the one time he was called Keith... that was ridiculous. At least with Tommy, you could have claimed to have something in your mouth... that would explain saying Tommy and not Timmy.
Not to mention they always left him with a babysitter. In his youth, that was understandable. But now, he was fourteen, almost fifteen, and he still had a babysitter. Obviously, his parents didn't pay enough attention to realize their son was old enough to watch himself. Hell, he was old enough to be a babysitter.
No one understood him... Almost no one... there was Victoria Summers, other wise known as Vicki, the Evil Babysitter. Or at least Timmy used to see her as an Evil Babysitter. Maybe after all the hormones from her early teen years had settled down, she mellowed out some... actually if truth were to be told, she hadn't mellowed out. She was just... different around him. Could have been the fact that they had similar lives. Her parents were flakes. Friends? Nonexistent... like his...
"Time for our next class." A voice brought him out of his train of thought. He looked up from his lunch. He hadn't even started to eat. It didn't matter. He wasn't hungry. He was rarely hungry anymore. Some days, he thought that he only ate just enough to survive. Nothing more. He shook his head and looked up to the source of the voice. A raven headed girl, black framed glasses, where purple horned rimed ones had once been. Black pigtails, much longer than they used to be. And violet eyes. Trudy Summers, known as Tootie. He didn't know if she had given up the Catholic Schoolgirl outfits when he mentioned they were weird looking, or if she decided to show off the curves her body had started developing a year before. But she had given them up, much like he had long since given up his pink shirt and hat. He was different enough as it was without making it worse. This was his only friend left in the world... almost always. "Earth to Timmy."
"Huh? Oh yeah. I'm coming." He muttered, he pocketed the only thing he could. A wrapped granola bar. He tossed the rest into a trashcan and put the tray where it belonged, before following Tootie to the next class. Another day. Like all other days, it went the same. Classes, then Gym, which he never participated in. Oh, he had at one time, but he stopped trying to be like the others. He stopped trying to fit in. No longer wanted to be something that he wasn't. Well, at least it was the last day of the school year.
Then he got on the bus, road quietly to where it would drop him off near his home. Sometimes he walked quietly home. Sometimes he and Tootie would talk. Then there were times where just she would talk, and he would just listen... or pretend to most of the time.
"Well, this is me." Tootie said like she always did when they reached her house. "You wanna come over today? You know, celebrate the first day of summer vacation?"
"Sure, but a bit later." He wasn't worried about Tootie's crush on him anymore. That faded a while back. Right before he stopped talking with Chester and AJ. That's when he learned that Tootie wasn't so bad, as long as she wasn't trying to molest him. But he was a bit tired, and he wanted to lay down for a bit. "I'm going to take a nap or something."
"Alright. So..." Tootie started.
"I'll send you a text when I'm about to come over. Alright?" He asked and Tootie nodded. They said their goodbyes, and Timmy continued to his house.
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He made his way to his room through the silent house. It didn't shock him that he was alone. Why should it shock him? It had been pretty much the same for the past six years. Most of the time his parents were gone. Vicki would be there sometime. Despite what his parents thought, Vicki actually had a regular job other than babysitting. He knew Vicki would be there sometime later on, sometimes she didn't show up until right before his parents got home. He didn't say anything to his parents about it. Not that they would believe him, or anything like that. No. That's not why. Him and Vicki had an agreement. Timmy got alone time, and she got the money for 'babysitting'. So it worked out.
"Hey sport!" Timmy jumped when a pink haired person appeared next to him in a puff of smoke. A floating gold crown on her head. The person floated next to him, and despite having wings on her back, they didn't seem to be what kept her afloat.
"HI Timmy!" A similar person appeared next to the pink haired person, except this one had green hair.
"Hey Wanda, hey Cosmo." Timmy said setting his things down on his bed, before collapsing on it. "How was your day?"
"Our day was fine, Timmy." Wanda said, while Cosmo had floated off towards something, Timmy assumed, that had caught his attention. Cosmo was that way. Cosmo was... Cosmo. He was random, forgetful, and not too bright. But he was caring. Every so often the dimwitted green haired fairy had his few moments of wisdom, but Timmy had yet to figure out if they were moments of genius, or if it was just some random occurrence. He had once been told that if you locked a buck of monkeys in a room with type writers, that they could end up writing Shakespeare, how ever improbable it was, it wasn't impossible. Wanda on the other hand, she was intelligent, and strict. Though neither of that dulled her sense of caring. "We didn't do much..."
"We were just talking about what would happen if you found out about..." Cosmo started, which caught Timmy's attention until Cosmo disappeared. The dimming glow from a wand, with a star shaped tip, in Wanda's hand, indicated she had been the cause of the disappearance.
"Don't listen to him. He doesn't know what he's talking about... You know Cosmo... Heh." Oh yeah, so convincing, Timmy thought. Then shrugged. These were his Fairy God Parents. Granted to him, because of his pathetic past. No doubt they were the only reason he hadn't taken his own life. They were the single most important beings in the world to him. He did not think that he could live without them.
"Yeah, Alright Wanda." Now, he could wish that Wanda would tell him what she was hiding, but he wouldn't do that. Maybe in his youth he would have. But now that he was older, he wouldn't force her to tell him. He had learned, if she didn't want to tell him, there usually was a good reason. And by making wishes like that, usually caused a lot more harm than it did good. "I'm gonna take a nap. Tootie wanted me to come over for something later, mind waking me up in a hour or so?"
"Alright, Sweetie I'll be sure to wake you up." A smile and a wave, and she disappeared. Timmy was sure that she went wherever Cosmo had been sent. Most likely inside the little castle in the fish tank. He rolled over on his bed, and looked up at the ceiling.
Timmy knew that the day would come that Cosmo and Wanda would be taken from him, and all memories of them would be removed. A day he dreaded with everything inside himself. A day... that he was sure would kill him. They were his only constant. The only force in the world that he knew, could keep him happy, and sane. He feared the day they left him... would be one of the last days that he would live.
Wanda and Cosmo appeared over his bed again. He wasn't yet asleep, though he was drifting fast. He didn't actually see them, but he had heard them 'poof' in. That and he heard them speaking in quiet whispers. Maybe they thought that he couldn't hear them, thought that he was asleep. He wasn't, not just yet.
"Cosmo, you idiot." Wanda's voice was soft, yet firm. "You know as well as I do. He can't know about a wish made by a previous God Child."
"But he should know why he's so different." Cosmo started. He was different. No one understood him. No one could understand him, or maybe it was that no one wanted to try to understand him.
"He should know. But he can't..." Wanda sounded depressed, "No one knows what'll happen if he finds out that..." That's when the voices cut out, as he fell asleep.
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( Wanda Venus Fairywinkle-Cosma)
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She sat in the office of Jorgen Von-Strangle, next to her husband. It wasn't a sudden thing, she had expected to be summoned to his office. Since Cosmo had almost exposed one of the biggest secrets in Fairy World. Very few Fairies knew about it. Jorgen, was one. The Fairy Council. Her and her husband. And finally Cupid.
The only reason she and Cosmo knew about it, was because Cosmo had granted the wish that set everything into motion. She hadn't tried to stop him from granting it. She didn't think she needed to. 'Da Rules' should have prevented it from being granted. The Fairy Council should have prevented it. It was their job. She would have tried stopping him if she had known something would back fire. How was she supposed to know that a twelve year old girl could actually feel the lonely? That she could make a wish with so much love in it, that 'Da Rules', nor the Fairy Council could prevent it?
"Cosmo, are you a complete idiot? No... don't even answer that, of course you are." Jorgen said, then muttered something about not believing that he and Cosmo were cousins. "And you, Wanda. How could you let him get that close to saying something?"
"I stopped him. And Timmy didn't push about me telling him it was just Cosmo, being Cosmo." Wanda said glaring over at her husband. "But it does bring up a good point. What would happen is Timmy did find out?"
"I don't know. The Fairy Council doesn't know. It's never happened before. That's the reason you were taken from your previous God Child, and placed with Timmy. From now on. No more talking about it."
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( Timmy Turner )
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When he woke up, he was alone in his room. It was later than he planned on sleeping. He could have sworn that Wanda told him that she would wake him up. He couldn't remember if he had asked or not. But if she hadn't woken him up, then he didn't think he asked. Wanda was usually very responsible. He looked around, then grabbed his school bag. He had to call Tootie, and let her know he had slept longer than he had planned. Once he found his phone, he pulled it out to see a couple missed call. They were from Tootie, couldn't have been anyone else but Tootie.
"Hey Tootie," he said into the phone when Tootie answered. "Sorry Toots, I'm heading over now if you still want me too. I over slept because..." He thought for a moment, "Because I didn't set my alarm, Sorry. I just... I know I've flaked on you a few times, this isn't one of them."
"I know Timmy." He hear Tootie huff, "Of course I want you to come over. You're my friend. I'll go ahead and make the popcorn."
"Alright, let me wash up real fast, and I'll be there." They talked for a few more minutes, about how his nap was, what movies they should watch. Which movies they would never watch again. And of course, Tootie went on about popcorn. It being a snack she couldn't have while she still had her braces on. Which made her kind of... gush about the salty treat from time to time. But the same could be said if it was something else that she hadn't been allowed to have. Treats that he tried to stay away from for his own sanity.
He changed his shirt, tossing the old one into his hamper. He turned to leave and noticed a piece of paper on his dresser. A note? His parents didn't leave notes, they would have to remember that he existed to leave a note. Which was something that just wouldn't happen. There were times where they seemed to not even remember that they had a child. From what he learned from Health class, and from other females. Giving birth hurt. How could his mom forget about him, if it was supposed to hurt so much. Wasn't that something that someone didn't forget? Anyways... back to the note.
Dear Timmy, (Couldn't be his parents.)
Me and Cosmo were summoned to Fairy World. If you are reading this, then we didn't get back soon enough to wake up up. I'm sorry about that, but you know how it is. Jorgen would have had a fit, if we ignored him. Don't worry we should be back soon. We've left you a gift,
He noticed the cellphone looking device next to where the letter had been. He hadn't noticed it before. Strange. He turned his attention back to the note.
It will grant ten wishes if needed, though we know you haven't made many wishes in a while, unless they were needed. But still we would rather you have it in case you need them. Just say 'I wish...' say what you wish for, then push the button. Designed that way so you didn't accidentally used it.
Wanda, and Cosmo
Well that was smart, he thought as he looked at the item. He slipped it into his pocket with his phone and left the letter on the dresser. He left his room, washed his face in the bathroom. He then made his way downstairs. Had he turned the TV on when he got... Oh yeah, Vicki must have gotten here while he was asleep.
"Yo Twerp." Vicki called from the living room. He noticed she was lounged back on the couch when he turned the corner. Her arms folded behind her head, on the arm rest, covered by her red hair. One leg on the opposite arm rest, while the other dangled just above the ground, hanging off the front of the couch. "You've been here the whole time? I thought you would be out celebrating your freedom from the prison known as school." See this was what he was thinking about earlier. Vicki was not nice. But she was being nicer to him. More civil? Courteous? They had even talked on more than one occasion. Alright, so they talked a lot, but those few occasions they talked on a deeper level. About family, friends (Or lack there of), school, and life in general.
"Yeah, I'm about to head over to your place, me and Tootie are going to watch some movies. Nothing too big." Timmy said, looking at his watch. He could spare a few minutes. Tootie would understand. While Vicki was nicer to him, she was still mean to others. And while she was nicer to her own sister, it seemed nicer Vicki was something that only he saw from time to time.
"So... boring date night with my sister, eh?" Vicki raised and lowered her eyebrows a few time, insinuating something that wasn't happening.
"You know good and well, that nothing is going on with me and Tootie, were just friends." Nothing more than friends. Sure Tootie was attractive. She was well rounded, sweet, kind, and loving. She was a great friend. Nothing more. Sure he had thought about it. He was a teenaged male, and Tootie was a shapely teenaged female. So of course he thought about it. Only that Tootie wasn't what he was looking for. She sparked lust, from time to time, but that was about it.
"Yeah, yeah. I know." Vicki smirked. "Tootie would be floating if you two did more than watch movies.
"That... and you know. She's over her crush on me." Timmy looked at the redhead who had barely moved. All she had done was turned her head to look at him.
"Yeah, yeah so I've heard. Better get going before Tootie get worried, and sends out the FBI, or something." Vicki laughed and chuckled.
"So you coming?" He asked.
"Na... I'm already comfortable. I'll head over before your parents get here. If they ask, we'll say I was watching you over there. Sound good?"
"Sounds good." The agreement. She get's paid, and he gets freedom. He waved before walking out and started on his way to Tootie and Vicki's.
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He opened his eyes, yawned and looked around. Tootie's room. Tootie was sleeping next to him. Not curled up with him, which he was grateful for. A couple of times that he'd fallen asleep, he had woken up to Tootie latched around him. She claimed to be over her crush on him. But clinging to warmth while asleep was a natural thing right? He looked over to the clock. Fifteen past midnight.
"Uhnn." He sat up, pushing his legs over the edge of the bed. It was past midnight, so his parents would be asleep if they were home. Meaning the door would be locked. Why? Because no doubt they forgot he existed again. Which most teens would appreciate, him on the other hand. He'd like some kind attention. "Now what?"
He didn't have much choice. He usually didn't on nights like this. It wasn't often that he would fall asleep, but the few times that he did, he had ended up sleeping on the couch. It seemed that Tootie and Vicki's parents really didn't care. It was like they hardly noticed him as well, which in this case it would be a good thing.
He stood up and stretched. Even if their parents didn't notice him, he wouldn't risk them actually noticing him being in their daughter's bed. He pulled the blanket over Tootie, and grabbed a pillow before walking out of the room, carrying the pillow with him. Familiar sounds of a television caught his attention. He shook his head. Vicki would be on the couch. Of course she would be. One of the only nights that he needed it, she would be on it. She didn't do it by choice, or at least he didn't think that she did.
In the living room he found Vicki, in much the same position she had been in before at his house, only this time her eyes were closed. Not the first time he had found her sleeping on the couch. Despite how she was in her younger teens, Vicki worked a lot. When she got off work, she spent her time at his house, all because his parents were idiots. He didn't think that he had ever seen her go out on a date. She looked... cute. How on Earth was she still single?
"Th-that's... mine! Touch him... again, and I-I'll cut off... your fingers." Vicki murmured in her sleep, the turned on her side. Okay, okay, he thought, so she had a bit of a temper, and was possessive, territorial, and what was his point again? Oh yeah, she was assertive. But he liked that.
During one of their talks, Vicki had mentioned not having a boyfriend, and hadn't gone out on a real date. She explained that none of the boys she went to school with had been brave enough to ask out the redhead. Vicki was an attractive girl. Alright, so you couldn't see the attractiveness when she was scowling, or yelling at you. But he could see it. Had seen it. Maybe that was because she didn't scowl and yell at him anymore. Wait... did she say 'him'? Wonder who, he thought to himself.
"So. No bed. No couch." His eyes scanned the room. His eyes fell on the other side of the couch. Once Vicki had turned over, she drew her legs in, leaving enough room on the couch for him to sit. The question was, would he end up being kicked while sitting there, and was it worth it? "Not worth the risk." Instead of risking foot shaped bruises, he sat on the floor next to the couch, his back leaning against it. He grabbed the remote off the coffee table, and turned the TV off.
"Hey... I was watching that." Vicki's slurred voice came from behind his head, though she seemed to be talking softly. He didn't know if she was still partially asleep, or if she didn't want to wake anyone up. Or maybe it could have been that she didn't want to scare him.
"You were sleeping." Timmy whispered back, turning his head. His eyes focused on hers. Those eyes, he thought to himself, could anyone ever get tired of seeing them? Even now, as she looked at him through half-lidded eyes, he was mesmerized. He knew he shouldn't have these feelings about the redhead that babysat him. She was six years older than him. And... there were supposed to be other reasons. So why couldn't he think of any.
"Was faking it." She yawned, which didn't help her case any. "Just testing you." her hand moved up, and her finger brushed the tip of his nose, "And you failed... so much." Another yawn.
"Mm hmm." Timmy just looked at her, his cheeks pinkened from the slight contact between them.
"Fall asleep?" Vicki stretched, then went back to her previous position. "Left your keys at home, huh? I would have brought them if I knew. But I didn't. Let me guess, you came out here so Toots didn't molest you in your sleep, huh?"
"I told you, Tootie's not my type. She's just a friend." Timmy leaned his head back looking up at the ceiling.
"I know." Her hand moved to his head, ruffling his hair. "I'd know by now if you two were doing the nasty." She moved her hand. "I'd offer you a bed, but the only bed available is mine. And well. I don't think you would survive the ride." A mischievous grin spread across her face. She was trying to mess with him, ever since he turned thirteen she had started messing with him like that. Leave it to Vicki, to exploit a weakness. Puberty being one hell of a weakness. Luckily now, it was nearing it's end, and he could control himself.
"Never know unless you invite me." She shrugged closing his eyes. A tit for a tat.
"Shut up." She pushed his head lightly. "Like you'd be interested in your babysitter, when you have Miss I'd-Do-Anything in the next room." Did she sound... jealous? Na... must be just his tired mind.
"Told you. I like... fire. I like girls with fire." He murmured, his eyes closing. It was true. He had feelings for her. The Evil-One. The scowling torturous babysitter. At one point he would have worried if anyone found out, they would think he as insane. And now... Tootie was his only friend. She might be over him, but... she might get weirded out if she knew he had the hots for her sister. But he liked her... he wanted her. He wanted to tell her, 'I want a girl just...', "...like you." He felt himself drifting off to sleep.
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( Vicki Summers )
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"Told you. I like... fire. I like girls with fire." He had said, and it made her smile. That was Timmy for you. The boy didn't like ordinary. He didn't like normal. He was a mystery. Sometimes she wondered about him. "...like you."
"Like... me?" She just looked at him. He was asleep. Did he really just say that? Did he say what she thought he did? He had to of been confused. There was no way he felt anything about her. He had to of... of... been dreaming about. What's that snobs name? Trixie! That was it. Or her sister. Tootie, yeah. There was nothing special about her. She was just the Evil Babysitter.
Okay, so there was times when she and Timmy had connected. There were times where she thought that he was just like her. That she had been waiting for him for a long time. But that was stupid. She was twenty, he was fourteen. It was, wrong... it was immoral... it was illegal! Not that those things ever stopped her before. And even now, she really didn't care too much about any of those things. He was hers. She thought as she stroked his hair. And no one was going to stop her, but her. Not because she didn't want him to be ridiculed. Messed with because of her. Didn't want him to be picked on. Maybe when he was eighteen, and she was twenty-four... maybe they would be able to...
"Ahh. Stop setting yourself up for failure." She muttered to herself, and closed her eyes laying back on the couch.
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( Timmy Turner )
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He sat in his room a couple days later. Cosmo and Wanda had returned later on the day they had left, but were summoned back to Fairy World a couple times. At the moment they had been gone most of the day. Didn't matter, he still had the device that they had left him, and not one wish used.
Maybe that's what all this was about. Them being called back to Fairy World. It might be time for them to go. He didn't wish for things much anymore. He couldn't even remember the last time that he had wished for something. The only thing he really cared about was the fact that he got attention from Cosmo and Wanda. They were like the parents he wanted, needed. They weren't like his real parents... who didn't care about him. Didn't remember him half the time. He couldn't figure it out. Why couldn't they remember me. Come to think of it, Trixie always called him something else, other than his name. What was it about him that made him so... forgettable. Maybe... He pulled out the device that had been left by Wanda.
"I wish... I wish I knew why my parents ignore me, and forget about me" He pushed the button...
"Timmy! NO!" He heard Wanda yell, before the world started swirling and faded around him.
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( Several Years Before )
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He looked around the room he now stood. It wasn't his room, it was painfully obvious that this wasn't his room. But it was a room that seemed familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen it before. He heard yelling coming from outside the room. Screaming... A voice that he knew that he knew.
"You never listen to me. Can't you for once notice I exist?" The voice yelled, getting closer to the door with each second.
Oh geez... need to hide, need to hide, he thought looking around the room. The closet I'll his in the closet...
"GAH!" Too late, he thought as the person entered the room. He turned to apologize... trying to figure out how to explain being in this person's room. But the person didn't seem to notice him... and he was right in her line of sight.
"Are you serious!" He growled in frustration. Even here... no one could see him. What the hell was wrong with him? What was wrong with the world? "Oh crap..." He knew he was caught now. But nothing came.
He looked at the person... actually he glared at her. Who the hell did she think she was ignoring him. Even if he was the intruder in her room, he deserved to be noticed! How in the hell could he not be... wait. He knew this person. She was more gawky, and lanky. Not quite as tall... but the red hair, and pink eyes were a dead giveaway. Though he wasn't used to seeing them full of tears. This was Vicki... but she was so... young.
How in the hell was she so young? Why was she so young. What did this have to do with his wish? And why the hell was he being ignored... again? This was so frustrating. What did he do to deserve this? Then he stopped. "Cosmo? Wanda?" Wait he didn't call for them... did he?
"Right here, Sweetie." Wanda appeared next to Vicki, and Cosmo on the other side. "Oh dear, Parents again?"
"Want to play games?" Cosmo asked... obviously not noticing the tears in Vicki's eyes. Or if he did he was trying to ignore it, hoping it would go away.
"I'm so tired of this! I... I just want someone to know what it's like to be me. I want someone to understand. I..." Vicki cried, he felt the sorrow in her voice. He shivered at the hitch in her voice. "I want someone... to love me. I wish that person existed!"
"I got it!" Cosmo raised his wand. Timmy expected to see the light fade, he didn't expect it to get brighter. For a moment the star tip of the wand, flashed bright and dim, as if it was trying to figure out what it should do... Finally it glowed very bright Timmy had to close his eyes. "Granted! That was a tough one!"
"Cosmo what did you do?!" Wanda's eyes were wide. Everything was forgotten when a large boom shook the room.
"Victoria Summers! You have broken the rules. I've come to take your Fairy God Parents!" Jorgen boomed. And it was over. One moment he was in Vicki's room, and the next, he was in an office in Fairy World. Jorgen's office. "Cosmo what have you done... How could you have... No no... How? You shouldn't have been able to."
"He just did it... I didn't think he could... what... what happened?" Wanda asked, while Cosmo looked at her dumbfounded.
"What happened? What happened? A boy happened! And not like normal boys come into being. A six year old boy just came into being. That can't be removed from existence because... well our magic can't stop true love. Or possible true love." Jorgen just continued to glare back and forth between Cosmo and Wanda. "And Cupid... Cupid won't allow us to interfere with it."
"Who's the boy?" Wanda asked.
"Funny you should ask, because you'll be his God Parents in two years, to make sure nothing... goes wrong. And his name..." Jorgen sighed. "Is Timothy Tiberius Turner."