The Big Problem

A/N: I've decided to do a series of one-shots for FOP. Here's #1! Please review; it helps my writing.

The door creaked open as Timmy walked into his room, dropped his stuff, and plopped down onto his bed. Cosmo and Wanda poofed out of their castle and floated next to him. Timmy gave a small smile, but then lay down on his bed.

"What's the matter, sport?" Wanda asked with concern in her voice. "Crocker and Vicky get you down again?"

Before Timmy could answer, Cosmo blurted "Ooh! I know what cheers me up! Pudding!" Wanda rolled her eyes as her idiotic spouse poofed up a bowl of pudding and levitated it towards his godson.

"No thanks, guys…" was all that Timmy said as he lightly pushed the pudding back to Cosmo, shrugged and exclaimed "Oh well, more for me, YAY!"

As he was about to take his first scoop, Cosmo received an angry glare from his wife and, fearing an anvil dropped on his head or some other horrible fate, he put the food down and poofed the pudding away. "Then what is getting you so down, sport?" asked his godmother, feeling her maternal instincts flare up.

Her godson looked to the side and replied softly "It's nothing…I don't want to bother you."

Cosmo and Wanda looked at their godson, shocked. On one level they felt touched that Timmy was attempting to be considerate of them and their feelings. On another level however, they didn't want Timmy to be more miserable by bottling up his feelings. Wanda lowered herself so that she and her godson were at eye level and spoke soothingly "You're never a bother to us, Timmy. Cosmo and I love you and we want you to be happy. And it never helps to bottle up your emotions, so tell us what's wrong."

Timmy's eyes started to water and, in an effort to express his gratitude, leapt from the bed and wrapped his arms around his godmother, who simply smiled and returned the embrace. It wasn't long before Cosmo joined in and Timmy started to shed tears. They then sat Timmy down on the bed and sat down next to him. Timmy took a deep breath, and at last began "I was thinking about yesterday, when…" Cosmo and Wanda looked at each other in a silent acknowledgment on the day he was talking about; the day he wished to be a grown up. Timmy fiddled with his pink hat as he continued "When I found out that you were going to be reassigned, I was so…" at this point, more tears leaked from his eyes as he continued "so scared that I would never see you again. I never want to be separated from you, and maybe it's somewhat selfish of me, but I want to be with you guys forever."

At this point, Timmy had started to cry as his worst fears were out in the open. Cosmo and Wanda looked at each other and embraced their godson, letting him cry his fears out. Wanda rubbed his back while Cosmo ran his hand through his hair in an attempt to calm him down. Finally, Timmy's sobs reduced to whimpers and his tears ceased to flow. His godparents floated in front of him, took his hands, and Wanda assured him "You're not being selfish Timmy; it's completely human to want us to stay with you." Wanda squeezed his hand and continued "I can't predict what the future will bring, but I do know that we will be there for you as long as we can."

Timmy smiled at his godparents; they nodded, no words needing to be spoken. Wanda then waved her wand and Timmy was instantly changed into his pajamas. Cosmo then poofed up a pillow for Timmy, which Timmy gratefully snuggled into. Cosmo and Wanda then kissed Timmy's forehead, with Wanda finishing "Sleep tight, Timmy. Have pleasant dreams."

"Good night, guys; I love you…" Timmy yawned as he surrendered to slumber.

Cosmo looked at Wanda and exclaimed softly "We did well, didn't we honey?"

Wanda smiled at her husband and replied "We sure did, Cosmo." The two fairies then poofed themselves into their castle, joining their godchild in slumber.