Title: What Hurts the Most

Genre: Romance/Angst

Pairing: Cosmo/Timmy/Anti-Cosmo

Rating: M

Warning: Contains yaoi. Use discretion.

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A/N: I should really be updating To Love A Fairy, not this. But I'm hoping that maybe posting a new chapter will help me get more reviews…

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Juan grumbled as he mopped the kitchen floors. Cupid seemed to really enjoy torturing him that night. Every job that even a maintenance worker would grumble about, Cupid tossed at him.

He was yet to see Piper, hadn't seen Piper in hours, and Cupid kept promising him an update and then ordering him to do something else.

He turned to scrub the window and felt a cool draft before he fully registered that Poof was sitting there on the windowsill, his hair blowing slightly in the wind.

Juan just stood there and stared for a minute before rushing forward and trapping Poof's wrist in his grip. He had planned for this exact moment when he saw Poof again and this time Poof wasn't leaving without giving him some answers.

Poof slipped easily out of the older fairy's grasp and leaned against the metal refrigerator, the moonlight casting an eerie glow over the fairy child's young-looking features.

"I came here to explain a few things to you. I went to Piper's room but you weren't there. I was worried you'd left for the night. I don't much like searching for houses," Poof explained, staring down at his fingernails, perfectly rounded pale pink and white crescents.

"No, that tirón Cupid will not allow me to leave," Juan explained. Poof laughed softly and then shook his head.

"Tirón indeed. He won't even let me into the hospital. Granted, I have other methods of getting in, as you've seen," Poof murmured, blowing his bangs out of his eyes. "Now, I think there are a few things you should know about Piper."

"I agree," Juan nodded.

"The fairy that brought her in was not her fairy godparent. He was the notorious anti-fairy Anti-Cosmo in disguise. But, I must say, he did have the right. He is her father, after all," Poof murmured. "One of them, anyway."

"Who is the other one?" Juan demanded, confused. Yes, male/male pregnancies were indeed possible when you were a fairy or anti-fairy, but they were rather uncommon, and the baby would still be a fairy or anti-fairy, not a human.

"I'm sure you're familiar with the 'Chosen One', Timmy Turner?" Poof queried and Juan's eyes widened.

"B-but he is married to Tootie! They have two kids!" Juan insisted. Poof sighed.

"It does grow rather tedious to explain this so often. Thankfully I harvested a memory or two from Piper while I was up there so I won't have to explain it to you," Poof remarked, and with a wave of his wand, a rather large TV screen appeared and flickered a few times before playing.

18-year-old Timmy screamed until his lungs ached, and then screamed some more. His voice sounded horrible after an hour of almost ceaseless screaming but it seemed the only logical thing to do when you were chained in the dungeon of your godfather's worst enemy.

"Timothy Turner," a voice called out as the fairy floated into the light of the torches that dimly lit the dungeon. "A pleasure to see you, lad. Tell me, how is Cosmo? Is he doing well?"

"Let me out of here!" Timmy wailed.

"Oh, I will in time, my dear Timothy, but not until you give me what I have been craving. For you see, young fellow, the truth of the matter is this: I have become quite infatuated with you, and it seems the only way to relieve myself of the infatuation is to feed it," Anti-Cosmo explained, filing his nails with his wand and raising an eyebrow. "Do you follow, my friend?"


"The only thing I follow is how soon I'm getting out of here," Timmy snarled, tugging against his chains as hard as he could.

"I will release you as soon as I have had my fill of you," Anti-Cosmo replied. "Now, let's not engage in such foolish manners as putting off what is inevitable. Let me rid you of those superfluous clothes."

"Don't you dare!" Timmy shrieked, but Anti-Cosmo didn't listen…

"I am not comfortable watching this," Juan remarked, turning his head away from the screen. Poof waved his wand and away the picture went.

"That's fine," Poof decided, nodding. "But you must watch this next one. I promise you that it is much less graphic."

Timmy sat on his bed sobbing, clinging to Cosmo.

"It's just not fair that he did this and just gets away with it," Timmy whimpered, and Cosmo held the boy close, murmured comforting words in his ear.


"Sure, they'll look for him but they'll never find him," Timmy muttered bitterly, and then looked up at Cosmo for reassurance.

"They might, you never know. Anti-Cosmo is cunning, but this is the Fairy World police we're talking about," Cosmo reminded him.

"No punishment they give him will ever make up for what he did to me," Timmy sobbed.

"Can you think of a single punishment that would be?" Cosmo queried, and Timmy shook his head. Then, suddenly, he nodded.

"Yes. There is one punishment that would suit him just fine. Mother Nature's punishment for all of those who engage in haphazard sex," Timmy decided.

"What would that be?" Cosmo confusedly asked.

"I wish Anti-Cosmo would have my child, and have to raise it, too!" Timmy announced.

"Timmy, think about how Foop turned out. Do you really want to put a child through that?" Cosmo queried.

"You're right. It'd be miserable," Timmy sighed. "Wait! I wish it would have a fairy godparent, the best fairy godparent in the whole universe! Someone who could fix everything that Anti-Cosmo does wrong! And I wish her godparent never had to go away forever, and that Anti-Cosmo couldn't harm a single hair on its head!"

"Perfect," Cosmo agreed, and with a wave of his wand, the wish was granted.

"Timmy's wish came true," Poof added as the screen went dark. "Piper was born nine months later to Anti-Cosmo. Naturally, they were horrible parents, but Piper's godfather made up for it. He grew with her like the perfect twin brother and watched over her like the perfect father. The life promised to be miserable turned out not to be so bad after all."

"Who is her godparent?" Juan queried, feeling a bit dizzy from finding out about this completely hidden affair.

Poof finally looked away from the dark screen and the two shades of purple in the two fairies' eyes contrasted in the moonlight.

"The same fairy that had been Timmy's playmate since he was ten. Someone who was used to being a godparent at a very young age. Cosmo and Wanda were sad to see their son be assigned to someone so early, and of course Timmy missed him terribly, but Piper wouldn't have survived without him," Poof continued.

"You mean…"

"I'm Poof Cosma, and I'm Piper's fairy godparent," Poof explained. "I'm the one who's been making Piper so sick, but trust me, it was perfectly necessary. It was the only way to get her out of the house when her half-brother came home."

"They let Foop out?" Juan gasped. He was familiar with that part of the story.

"He broke out. He wasn't kidding when he said he wanted revenge on me all those years ago, and he was horrified when he discovered that I'd been living in his house for all this time. He was scheduled to come home that day. Piper and her father had a fight about it and he threatened her. I revealed myself to him to protect her, and he attacked us. Piper wished to be taken out of the house by any means necessary. I did what I had to do."

A door slammed out in the hallway and Poof jumped.

"I've been here too long. Give Piper my best," Poof smiled, and before Juan could stop him, if that would have even been his intent, Poof was out the window and gone.

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