Cosmo and Wanda were already packing their things. Cosmo was right when he thought it back then. Wanda was ashamed to admit that Cosmo was...right. In the castle, Poof was still crying. Because of his eternal life, he will always remember the day that it happened. And so will his parents.
''Ready, Cosmo?''
''Ready, Wanda?''
''Sigh. Do we really have to go?''
''Of course we have to! No one will feed us as fishes, and his parents will probably rent his room out, or something.''
''Yeah, I guess you're right. You're always right, Wanda. That's what I love about you.''
''Aww, Cosmo!''
The fairy ex-godparents were about to smooch, when Poof threw his rattle out of the fishbowl.
''What the hell, Poof?!''
''Fuck you guys! Ever since Timmy died, you've been all kissy kissy, smoochy, smoochy. Well, I can't stand it! Your godson just died, you insensitive jerkwads! To hell with you guys, I'm moving out!''*
''Poof, no!''
*P.S. His speech impedement went away ever since Timmy died. He was so traumatized, that his brain just said:
''Oh, hell no!''
And then he could speak.