Just a really quick one shot between Anti-Cosmo and Foop. I know it's probably really corny and not that great, but it's the best I could do with the anti-fairies.

This takes place after the end of "Anti-Poof" where Foop is in Abracatraz.

Disclaimer: The characters might be OOC as I don't really know how to do them well.

I do not own FOP

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"Well Foop, this is exactly why I told you we would plan to take over the world in due time, and as a family." Anti-Cosmo said as he took off his monocle to wipe it clean.

Foop sighed and hung his head. "Yes father. I suppose you were right."

"Of course I was right, you ninny. I'm always right!" He said with arrogance as he replaced his monocle.

"Aww, my darlin' baby so cute in that cozy little cage." Anti-Wanda gushed.

Foop and Anti-Cosmo looked at her in annoyance. They loved her dearly, but she could be a nuisance.

"Dear," Anti-Cosmo began "why don't you go home and have another one of those throw pillow sandwiches you like so much, while I have a little chat with Foop."

"Aww but Cozzie, what if I miss somethin' important like his first jail break?"

"Then I'll make sure to tell you about it, now go."

Once Anti-Wanda was gone, Foop let out a relieved sigh.

"That woman is so annoying."

"Watch your mouth young man. That annoying woman is your mother, and you will show her some respect." Anti-Cosmo chastised.

Foop looked away and crossed his arms. This wasn't fair. He was stuck in this dumb cage that prevented him from achieving his goal to dominate the world and on top of that, he had to listen to his 'know it all father'

"Now Foop, care to tell me what's on your mind?" Anti-Cosmo asked crossing his arms.

Foop sighed. "I just wanted to take over Fairy World. Is it too much to ask that they acknowledge that I am their superior and they should bow to me?" He pouted

Anti-Cosmo looked at his son in adoration. Never in his life had he met someone so evil and manipulative and just so... like him! Joy overtook his dark heart.

"Well my dear boy, in due time they will see just who has the upper hand. But in the mean time, I think we should focus on how to get you out of here."

Foop looked up at his father, who was contemplating something.

"Hmm. Perhaps you're right, father."

Anti-Cosmo shot him a glare. Of course he was right. That boy had better learn to get it through his head. Then he noticed Foop yawn and he couldn't help be melt a little. After all, his little boy did try to accomplish a big task today.

"Perhaps you should get some rest first. You've had a busy day and you'll need your energy if we're going to work on our scheme to get you out of here."

"But I'm not..." he yawned through his protest. "sleepy." His eyes started to droop.

"Now now, my dear boy, I order you to get some sleep and then we'll continue this later."

"Sleep. Snore. Sleep. Snore."

Foop was already asleep before Anti-Cosmo could say anything else.

Anti-Cosmo smiled as he watched as his son slept. And although he wouldn't let anyone know, being a father made him feel warm inside. A very small and silent tear slid down his cheek as pride overtook his being. Foop was most certainly the son he never thought he'd have, and the son he always wanted.