A/N:The Anti-Cosmo has everything the regular Cosmo has, but reversed, right? He's married to an idiot while Cosmo is married to someone quite intelligent. The Anti-Cosmo is an evil genius and Cosmo is an idiot. So their brains work oppositely too, correct? Well, the Anti-Cosmo seems, though evil, perfectly sane. So, shouldn't Cosmo be the exact opposite?

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the FoP series. None of this belongs to me, it belongs to its repective writers. Not me. Don't sue, please.

Fiction Rating:T(M for later chapers)

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The clock outside a certain fishbowl read the time 9:30. A young Timmy Turner was fast asleep on his comfy bed, dreaming normal ten-year-old dreams. Inside the fishbowl castle beside him, one of his fairies had already joined him in the land of slumber. Both Cosmo and Wanda had grown accustomed to falling asleep at their godchild's bedtime. Tonight, however, only the fairy of pink lay dreaming.

Cosmo sat in his bed, shaking fiercely, though he did not know why, clinging to his nickel Philip for support. His wife and godchild had gone to sleep half an hour ago, and he knew it, so Philip the nickel was his only company. The green fairy's eyes darted around the room. His shaking grew more and more violent as the seconds slowly flew by.

Slamming his eyes shut and clinging to Philip for all he was worth, he silently tried to will away whatever frightened him in the dark room. There he sat for what seemed like at least a few hours, just waiting for this odd feeling to go away. He didn't even understand what he felt; it was such a strange combination of absolute fear, and paranoia, with the feeling of both déjà vu and belonging (in the back of his mind).

Cosmo's eyes opened ever so slowly to rest upon a figure standing halfway down his bed. A small light from behind the shadow allowed the fairy to see its outline, and green hair that was spiked forward, but nothing else. Is that the Anti-Cosmo? That thought was quickly shaken out. It couldn't be the Anti-Cosmo, everything about him was dark blue, not green.

"Wh-who are you?" Cosmo asked hesitantly, hiding behind Philip. The shadow let out a small growl, but otherwise simply stared at him through the darkness. "What are…"

"You really have forgotten haven't you?" it interrupted, a small smirked crept on, whoever's or whatever's was in the room. Cosmo could tell because of the small row of teeth that were now somehow visible. Almost like he wanted them the be seen to prove to him that it was there. "Don't worry, we'll spending a lot of time catching up again, Cosmo." The voice seemed to grow more deranged the more words spilled from its mouth.

"H-how do you know my name? Who are you?"

"Now, now, don't tell me you've completely forgotten me." said the silhouette, faking hurt as it crept closer to Cosmo. "I know I was gone for a long time, but I'm back, and you count on me staying for a long time. Remember, I've always been with you, and I always will, so you can forget about me leaving ever again." it hissed creping ever so closer.

"Get away from me!" Cosmo yelled, holding the nickel up to his head and shutting his eyes harshly. Then…all the feelings that he couldn't explain, were gone. The only thing around him was the air slowly breezing against his face. Wait, air? Isn't he in a fishbowl?

"Oh, don't worry sweetie, I'm sure school will be extra fun today." his wife reassure to her godchild. Cosmo's eyelids sprang up as though the eye were made of liquid magma. Looking around, the green fairy realized, he was outside, already disguised as a cat and walking Timmy to school.

A look of boredom was plastered on the ten-year-olds face. "Ah, well, I guess it could be worse, right? I could have to be at home with Vicky."

"Cosmo, hun are you alright? You look more lost then usual." Wanda said to her husband, slightly concerned. He didn't even notice that he was still searching his surroundings, tring to figure out where he was, and why he wasn't in the fish castle anymore.

"Oh, I'm fine sugar, really." he replied unconvincingly, with a bright, confused smile.

"ok, if you say so." She said, trying to catch up with Timmy, who had some ground on them.

"At least, I think so." he thought out loud to himself before rejoining the two ahead.

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Please, this is my first fan-fic, so don't yell too much. Ok, I need your opinion on this, do you want me to tell you what happens through Cosmo's point of view or do you want to know what's going on, step-by-step? I can't even start the next one untill I know, so please, R&R. Oh, and I accept all forms of compliments and critiziam as long as it isn't obnoxious. I have to draw the line somewhere.