Trixie's laugh echoed across the walls as Timmy tripped and his lunch flew through the air, landing on his face.
"Are you sure about this, sweetie?" A voice asked Veronica.
"Yes." She answered.
"But there must be more we could do." The voice said, sounding worried.
"I'm not smart, or good looking. What could anyone see in me?" She anwered, wiping off the mirror she'd been using. Her hair was in a headband, Trixie style. She wore clothes exactly like Trixie's.
"We've done everything…" The voice said.
"And you can't make people…fall in love…" she said in a tired voice.
"I'm… worthless. A helpless coward. I can't do anything for him. Except…this…" she said, as tears went down her face.
"Can't we just…?" Cosmo said.
"Oh, sweetie…" Wanda said, holding her wand with both hands.
"No. I've made up my mind." She said with determination.
"I wish…" she started, tears
"Veronica…you are…" Wanda started slowly. Starting again.
"you were…" she continued, tears flowing freely.
"The sweetest child…" Wanda finished, tears flowing on her face as well.
"I wish you were Timmy Turner's godparents!" Veronica yelled.
Later…
Veronica sat up in her bed and yawned.
"What happened?" she noticed a bow with a bow on it, with a note saying "To: Beautiful Veronica".
"Mom?" she said, thinking it was from her mom.
She ripped open the box, her eyes amazed at the gift. A single ribbon with a gold star on it was laid on the box. She gasped.
"Hey! It's me! Maybe… maybe he'll notice me today."
