***Hello, everyone! This is just a little drabble I thought of that might've taken place somewhere during Fairly Odd Baby. Anyways, Cosmo and Wanda belong to Butch Hartman and let's roll!
Wanda stepped out of the bathroom, her hair in curlers and wearing a pink nightgown. Cosmo always got first dibs on the shower because he took less time.
So, he was sitting there on the bed, already in a white t-shirt and green sleep pants. But his white t-shirt didn't fit all that well anymore. For the reason why, Wanda smiled.
It had been two months since Timmy's wish for the "b-word" and the pink-haired fairy was beyond excited. She knew that parenthood would be hard, but she was ready. So, she sat down on the bed. "Hey, sweetie," she said.
Cosmo didn't even look at her. "Hi," he said quietly. He only looked over when he felt a gentle hand on his back.
"Something's wrong, isn't it?" Wanda guessed, although her voice had a level of certainty to it.
Cosmo finally looked at her, his expression saddened. "How did you know?" he asked.
"I can tell," Wanda said, kissing his forehead.
Cosmo smiled, but it was bittersweet. "I'm worried... a-and I'm scared... and I'm more clueless about this than I am on a daily basis," he said.
"About what?" Wanda asked.
Cosmo moved his hand to rest on his swollen tummy, his thumb rubbing along it. "The baby," he mumbled.
Wanda took his opposite hand. "You're going to be fine, you know," she said.
Cosmo shook his head, pulling his hand away. "I didn't have my father after I turned six. Before that, he hit me, and my brother, and my mama," he said. He looked at Wanda, emerald-colored eyes bleary, tears trailing down his face when he blinked. "I don't want to be like that. This is our baby, and... a-and you're my wife. And no matter how many names I call you... I still love you. I really, really love you," he said.
Wanda knew that this was more than his hormones acting up. "I love you too, honey. But I know that you won't be anything like your father. You're the sweetest and funniest man I've ever met. You're an amazing godfather and you'll be an even better biological father," she said. She pecked her husband on the lips in hopes of a smile.
There was no more tears, but there was still worry and sadness. "What if the baby doesn't like me because I'm stupid?" Cosmo whimpered.
Wanda brushed through his green bands with her fingers. "Cosmo, the baby will love you, even if you aren't the sharpest crayon in the box. You're its father. And if you're worried about raising it, then remember that I'm here to help you," she said.
"But I'm not a crayon! And what if... wh-what if..." Cosmo trailed off. He sighed.
"You'll be the best father in the world, okay?" Wanda asked. She poked Cosmo's tummy very gently, but enough to make him laugh.
"Stop it, that tickles!" he said, starting to giggle.
"Is that so?" Wanda asked mischievously. She proceeded to tickle Cosmo until he was laying on the bed, laughing and panting, tears trailing down his face. But this time, it was because he was laughing.
Wanda laid down with him. "Do you feel better now?" she asked.
"Yeah. Thanks," Cosmo said. He grinned when he felt Wanda's hand on his tummy, and he put his hand over hers. "Our baby," she said. "Yeah-huh," Cosmo said proudly.
He and Wanda met for a soft kiss on the lips. They snuggled up under the covers (as best they could, given Cosmo's middle) and Wanda poofed the lights out.
"Goodnight, Cosmo."
"Night, Wanda."
One more kiss and nose-nuzzle was shared before they fell asleep.
***And there you have it. Something cute and fluffy for you to enjoy. I've watched Hassle In The Castle and I know that they sleep in seperate beds, but I changed that. For now. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!