Wanda kept pacing.
Step. Step. Step. Turn. Step. Step. Step.
Repeat.
Cosmo was staring off into space.
Stare. Stare. Stare.
AJ and Chester had left an hour ago after visiting Timmy.
"Wanda?"
Cosmo's voice broke through Wanda's mess of swirling thoughts. "Y-Yeah?"
He immediately regretted talking, but what could he do now? He gulped and shifted his view to his shaking hands. They were now in human form, considering anyone could walk in. "Well, I was just wondering when we were going to tell Poof…"
Wanda briefly had no idea what her husband was talking about. She turned to look at him, and he had tears poking in the corners of his eyes. "About what?"
"About…y'know…the…" he gulped and looked way down to the beige floor with smears of paint and play-doh, sprinkled with the occasional and clustered cookie crumbs. "…divorce."
"Poof poof?!"
Oops.
Poof stood in the doorway as his whole body shook, tears streamed down to his feet and his rattle dropped to the floor.
Wanda's face fell lower than it ever had. "Oh, Poof, we were going to tell you soon, but with Timmy being in the hospital like this…" she didn't have any more words for her son. "It's going to-"
Before she could scoop up her son, he ran out of the waiting room, through the hallway and into Timmy's room. "Poof poof!" He cried at Timmy, thinking his god brother was asleep.
Poof? Hey buddy, are you ok? You sound upset.
When Timmy didn't move, Poof started to cry harder. "Poof?" He started poking his brother's shoulder to wake him up, but nothing happened. "POOF POOF!"
I'm ok Poof. At least, I think I am.
A nurse walked in with a sad smile. "Aw, kid, your…"
"Poof poof," he responded, meaning brother.
"…brother, cousin, whatever, he's in a coma. You can stay with him as long as you like." With that, she left the room.
Coma? What the heck was that? Poof took that to mean his god brother was in some type of sleep no one could wake him up from, but he was ok…maybe. Could Timmy hear him?
"Poof poof! Poof poof poof! Poof POOF? Poof poof?" Timmy! Mommy and Daddy are getting a divorce! Why won't you WAKE UP? Can you even understand me?
A divorce? Poof, you're crazy. You must have misunderstood. They were fighting, and they've been fighting more, yeah, but no. They've been with each other for over ten thousand years!
"Poof poof. Poof?" I miss you Timmy. Why won't you wake up?
I miss you too kid. I want to wake up. But don't worry, Cosmo and Wanda would never, ever get a divorce. They wouldn't.
"Poof." I don't want Mommy and Daddy to divorce.
They won't. They never would. Maybe they were saying something else."
Poof sniffed and floated into the hospital bed. "Poof poof?" Can I stay here with you?
Aw, sure. And don't worry, Cosmo and Wanda would never get a divorce. Right?
"Poof?"
Wanda?
Wanda walked into the room, finding her son and godson snuggled up together, one still unconscious. "Are you supposed to be in there?"
Poof, who was still quite mad at his mother and father, answered with a quiet, "Poof."
Wanda sighed. "I know you're upset honey. You'll get to see both of us all the time, and you'll see Timmy too."
Wait, see both of you? Wanda, don't do this to me. Please, please don't do this.
"POOF POOF!" Poof screamed at his mother.
"Poof, I'm sorry, but it's what we're doing," Wanda answered with a sniff.
No. No. It's not happening. Not now, not ever. DO YOU PEOPLE KNOW THE MEANING OF, 'FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE?' Wanda, don't do this!
"Poof poof?"
"Because Daddy and I haven't been getting along well lately. We're aggravating each other and making each other upset, and it would just be better if we…went our separate ways."
NO, NO, NO! WANDA, PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS!
"Timmy? Can you hear me?" Wanda asked. She went over to Timmy's bed as worry murdered what was left of her shaky composure.
Timmy began shifting in his bed uncontrollably as his face contorted and shifted, as if he was having a night terror.
"Poof poof?"
A nurse burst through the door, followed by Cosmo. "Everyone out please, the patient needs urgent attention."
"What's wrong with him?" Cosmo asked in a state of raw panic.
"His heart rate is dropping, we need to bring it back up, please get out," the nurse ordered.
Cosmo? Wanda? Poof? Don't leave, I'm scared! What's happening to me?
Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof were all shoved out of the room as the doctor's worked on reviving Timmy.
No. Don't do this, guys. Please.
I love you too much, and I know you love each other.
Please.
