DGG: Oh my gosh, you guys, even I'm frustrated w/ me! . I'll tell you my lame story for not posting for what feels like nine billion years.

First off, I had to completely re-write this chapter, start from scratch, all that good stuff. Wouldn't you know it, that I originally had Cosmo and Wanda's counseling session in this chapter, then I took it out b/c I felt it was making the story too drabbly, yes, drabbly. However, one of my lovely reviewers happened to mention something about them being in counseling and I realized it really did need to be in here, so I had to re-write an entire session.

Second, I had no idea how to do it. Writer's block.

Third, I turned into a lazy-face. It's nearing the end of the summer, and I just don't feel like doing anything. Plus I just can't concentrate. I swear I have some form of A.D.D. or something...I'm so easily distracted it's not funny.

So this chapter...I have finally gotten it so it's satisfactory. It's not my favorite chapter, but what can I say? It's moving the story along. I'll try and be better. Please feel free to punch me in the face in a review, as I clearly deserve it. Woo. Enough of my ramblings. Here is chapter eleven (finally).


"Hello, Cosmo, Wanda," spoke a very prominent-looking female fairy the next morning. Her navy blue hair was in a neat perm, and she wore a white business suit," I'm Mrs. Glimmerwing, and I'll be your counselor for the next week."

"Hi," Wanda smiled weakly as she shook her hand politely.

However, when the counselor extended her hand to Cosmo, he did not accept it. Instead he just stared at it as he attempted to hold back tears.

"Well," Mrs. Glimmerwing withdrew her hand after an awkward amount of time and sat down behind her desk, "let's get started," she motioned for them to sit as well. "I know this is an uncomfortable time; however, we need to work through this. So let's just jump right into it. What exactly led the two of you here today?"

"A m-messenger," Cosmo whimpered as he bowed his head.

Wanda shook her head as she rolled her eyes.

"I fell out of love with him," she spoke bluntly.

"Why?"

"What?" the pink-haired female jumped in surprise as though the question were something unheard of and bizarre.

"Why exactly did you fall out of love with Cosmo?" the blue-haired fairy prodded.

"I…he…because," Wanda stammered. Why did she fall out of love with him? She knew she no longer loved him, but she never truly stopped to think about why that was. The female thought about this for a few seconds before a multitude of memories unlocked in her mind. Her features fell as the reason rang out clearly inside her head. "Because he stopped loving me."

The male gasped, his eyes bulging as he whipped his head to the right to gawk at his wife.

"That's not true!" he cried. "I never stopped loving you!"

"That's a lie," Wanda spoke bitterly as she kept staring at the counselor. She was still afraid of looking at Cosmo. She really didn't want to break down by seeing his heartbroken face.

"H-how can y-you s-say that?"

"Because of how you treated me!" Wanda closed her eyes, though her words were still angry. "There wasn't even an ounce of love in anything you did or said! Do you really not remember, Cosmo? Did we not have a huge fight about it?"

The male looked as though he were about to retort; however, he stopped, instead casting his eyes toward the ground. He did remember that fight. He never liked thinking about it, but unfortunately it always lurked in the back of his mind.

That fight was horrible. It wasn't that long ago actually. Wanda had eventually had enough of Cosmo constantly putting her down and she finally called him out on it. Cosmo had felt so horrible. He hadn't realized he had been hurting her. Hurting Wanda was the very last thing he ever wanted to do; he loved her. She was the only person to ever notice him, to ever love him, and he hated himself for making her feel so terrible.

"What fight was this?" Mrs. Glimmerwing asked, breaking into the male's thoughts.

"Cosmo had gotten into a nasty habit of insulting me at every turn. He'd call me fat, he'd tell me I was a nag, he'd even insult our very marriage! He acted unhappy and even said that I trapped him into it! I became more and more depressed, but he'd just keep stabbing my heart repeatedly! I finally told him I'd had enough!"

"But…but we were doing better," Cosmo's lower lip quivered as he looked up at the counselor, then to Wanda. "We were doing better."

"If we were truly doing better, then we wouldn't be here right now!" Wanda huffed while folding her arms over her chest, still not daring to look in Cosmo's direction.

"But…but we were better. You…you said you'd let me know if I ever started being mean like that again! And…and you never said…"

"Cosmo!" Wanda interrupted. "Maybe you weren't being as bad as you used to be, but it didn't matter. I still wasn't happy. You killed the love I used to have for you! I thought maybe it could come back, but it hasn't!"

"But I love you!" Cosmo protested.

"There's no conceivable way you could love me, Cosmo! How could you drool over every other woman you saw while I was right next to you, but still be in love with me? How could you call me a fat, ugly, boring, buzz-kill, nag and be in love with me?" at this Wanda's voice cracked a little and she closed her eyes in a feeble attempt to prevent a small trail of tears from trickling down her face. "It was clear to me that the man I married had changed."

The male took in a shaky breath as he watched a few tears stray out from underneath Wanda's eyelids. He was speechless.

"I mean, he used to call me beautiful," Wanda continued. "He'd say it every day, but eventually that compliment came fewer and fewer times. I mean, that's to be expected when you've been married for awhile, but he certainly wasn't insulting me at that point. The insults didn't start until more recently, and because of them I would find myself staring into my vanity or the bathroom mirror just wondering when I became so unattractive to my husband."

"You…you did?" Cosmo blinked, his voice beginning to crack now.

Wanda nodded slowly while attempting not to burst into hysteric sobs.

"But…but I never thought you were unattractive…"

Wanda scoffed.

"I always thought you were beautiful. I mean…look at these two pictures," Cosmo pulled two Polaroids from his pants pocket and held them out toward Wanda. "I think you look really pretty in these pictures. It's why I keep them with me."

Wanda glanced at the photos; however, rather than be flattered, her face contorted to one of more pain.

"How do I look beautiful in either one of those? Are you really that blind? Or does my pain make you happy? Does seeing me upset right now make you happy too?" she sobbed.

"What?" Cosmo squeaked.

"You can't be that oblivious, Cosmo!" Wanda cried.

"What are you talking about?"

Wanda suddenly snatched the pictures out of Cosmo's hand and slammed them down on their counselor's desk.

"What do you see when you look at those two photos?"

Mrs. Glimmerwing picked up the pictures and studied them for a moment before placing them back down on her desk.

"I see someone who looks very sad and a little lonely."

"What?" gasped Cosmo as he snatched the pictures back off the desk to look at them for himself. "I don't understand…"

"Look at them!" shrieked Wanda.

The male fairy shrank a bit at the rage in his wife's voice, but did as she commanded, afraid of what could happen if he didn't. He gulped as he stared at the two colorful pieces of paper once more. One he had snapped of Wanda while she was sitting on Timmy's bed staring out the window. The other one was taken a few moments later. It was supposed to be of both of them, but Cosmo had accidentally cut most of him out of the picture so it was mainly Wanda in the shot. He studied each one intently, cocking his head to the side slightly. His eyes flitted back and forth between each picture, but he still couldn't see why Wanda was so upset by them. All Cosmo saw was Wanda and how beautiful she looked.

After a few moments Cosmos lifted his head up in order to look at his wife. His stomach twisted itself into painful knots at the sight of her. She just looked so depressed and broken as she attempted to speak with their counselor, and suddenly it struck him like a baseball bat to the head. Cosmo's jaw dropped and his eyes bulged as he looked from his wife to the pictures in his hands. She looked the same way in the pictures. She may not have looked downright depressed in the photos, but she certainly wasn't happy.

Wanda looked so lonely in the photo where she was staring out Timmy's window. It seemed so evident now! She had a frown on her face and looked as though she were deep in thought, her eyes were distant with a hint of tears glazing over them, and her shoulders weren't set confidently as they normally were; instead they were slumped over, showing that something was wrong. The other photo didn't look much better. She was leaning against Cosmo's shoulder; however, her eyes were still distant with sadness swimming inside them, and her smile wasn't even half-hearted. It was forced and distressed.

Cosmo shook his head slowly, feeling as though all this had to be a lie. He knew he wasn't the brightest star in the sky, but how could he have just so blatantly overlooked Wanda's problems? She was clearly upset, yet he never even saw it. He supposed that's why he and Wanda had that huge fight in the first place. But afterward, he slowly realized that Wanda hadn't truly been herself for a few months, so why couldn't he see the pain and heartbreak in these photos? What was wrong with him?

"That was one of the worst times of my life," Wanda squeaked through her tears, causing Cosmo to look at her again, "and he wanted to commemorate it with those two pictures!"

He gasped.

"No. No!" Cosmo stared desperately at the female across the desk. "No, that's not what I wanted to do! I…I didn't know she was…I just…I…"

"Oh, really?" Wanda interrupted, causing Cosmo to turn back to her. "You certainly didn't care about me that day! Or the days before and since then, for that matter!"

"That's not true!"

"It most certainly is true!"

"Well, what about the other night?" Cosmo countered. "We made love the other night! We made love the night before you decided you loved someone else and decided to leave! What about that night? I wouldn't have made love to you if I didn't love you!"

"That's about the only time you love me!" Wanda shrieked while placing her head in her hands.

"Wh-what's that supposed to mean?"

"I think you understand perfectly what it means!"

"Hold on, hold on," Mrs. Glimmerwing interrupted. "Let's back up a second. You made love the other night?"

"Yeah, so?" Wanda asked as she lifted her tear-streaked face.

"You specifically or just Cosmo?"

"Why?"

"Well, I'm not Cupid or anything, but I would suspect that you would have had to have been in love to make love with your husband," the female pointed out.

"Who said I was?" Wanda retorted. "It was a mistake! I shouldn't have done it! I was in love with Juandissimo. Who's to say I wasn't thinking about him the entire time?"

"I was merely asking a question. It just seems rather odd to me. If you had been making love, then why would you just suddenly want to leave him?"

"It wasn't sudden, not on my part at least. I…I had thought about it before…" Wanda looked to her right sheepishly.

"Cosmo mentioned something earlier about things smoothing out between the two of you. Why leave if they were improving?"

"I…I don't know!" Wanda cried, clearly flustered. "My heart just wasn't in it this time! My ex-boyfriend always complimented me and wanted to prove he still loved me. I liked feeling wanted. I'd rather be with someone who appreciates me. Is that so wrong?"

"Of course not. I'm just trying to find the root of your marital problems, Wanda…"

"Cosmo's the root of our marital problems!" she exclaimed.

The male fairy wasn't paying any sort of attention to the two females, despite the fact that Wanda was practically yelling. He had stopped listening a few moments back when the counselor said something about Cupid. Cupid! He could fix this, couldn't he? He was the man in charge of any and all things love, right? Maybe Cupid could make Wanda love him again? A small smile crept onto his face at the thought. He would go ask Cupid! He would be sure to help!

Suddenly, he bolted straight up into the air, causing Mrs. Glimmerwing, and even Wanda, to stare at him.

"Cosmo, what are you doing?" asked the professional fairy.

"It was nice meeting you!" Cosmo proclaimed with a cheery smile, his spirits clearly lifted. "But I've got something to do!"

"What?" Wanda blinked. "Cosmo this…this session isn't even over yet…"

"I gotta go! I've got something to do! I have to go right now!" the green fairy zipped toward the office door.

"Cosmo, what could you possibly have to do?" Wanda called; however, her husband did not answer. Instead he left the two females in a dazed and confused sort of stupor.

However, rather than being angry, Cosmo's absence relieved Wanda a bit. It took all her willpower not to look at him, and just hearing his heartbroken words and cries was torture to her ears. The only thing that was able to stop her from hopping over and taking him into her arms was the thought of Juandissimo. Somehow, keeping him at the forefront of her mind kept her grounded a little more. Well, thinking of him kept her grounded until Cosmo began getting too upset. Luckily for her, her old memories helped keep her in her own chair for the remainder of the session. Those painful, painful memories she always hated to remember, but they were the reason she no longer wanted to be with Cosmo…


"No, Wanda. That's what the Arrows are forcing you to think. Don't let this spell win," Cupid spoke aloud from his room.

He knew quite well that today was Cosmo and Wanda's first counseling session, and he wanted to know exactly what Wanda's thinking on this situation was…or rather, what her thinking was being forced to be. Luckily for him, being the god of love afforded him many abilities. One of them was being able to sense distress and tension in a relationship. As long as the problems were love-related, then he could sense it, and he would know what was wrong. Therefore, if he chose to do so, he could hone in on a specific relationship, and focus in on one or both significant others to find out their thinking and feelings about what was happening in the relationship. This was what he chose to do today, choosing to focus mainly on Wanda. He wanted to know exactly how the Arrow's spell was affecting her mind, and what it was making her feel.

The Arrow was actually feeding off actual feelings Wanda had felt before her and Cosmo's big fight. Cupid knew all about the distress Wanda felt from Cosmo's "jokes," and he knew quite well that she had thought that perhaps her husband only loved her in the bedroom, and he also knew that she had, very briefly, thought about leaving Cosmo. She clearly did not, instead finally deciding to ask Cosmo why he was being so cruel. She never truly received an answer to that question, as Cosmo didn't actually know he was doing anything wrong; however, Wanda soon made him see the damage he was doing to their relationship. And after that he did decide to try harder for her, and things had been getting better. But that's where the Arrows began twisting her mind, making her believe that she had fallen completely out of love with him, and had wanted Juandissimo instead.

"Come on, Wanda," Cupid mumbled to himself as he placed his hand to his temple. "You still have faint feelings for Cosmo, I can just barely sense them. Come on. Don't let the spell completely overtake your mind."

"Sir," one of the cherubs knocked on the bedroom door before opening it.

"I told you that I didn't want to be disturbed today," the god answered with slight annoyance in his voice.

"I know, Sir, but I think you'll want to come down here."

"Why?"

"Sir, it's…"

"Cupid!"

Cosmo burst into the room, interrupting the cherub. Cupid's eyes widened and his spine stiffened at the sight of the fairy. He certainly hadn't expected Cosmo to show up. Actually he had been afraid Cosmo would show up.

"I'm sorry, Sir. We were trying to make him stay downstairs…"

"It's fine," the pink male held up his hand, not taking his eyes off Cosmo. "You can leave. I do need to speak with Cosmo."

The cherub nodded before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

"Well…" Cupid began; however, he was interrupted by the eager fairy.

"Cupid, I…I had an idea!"

The god blinked in surprise; even he knew that Cosmo had a hard time coming by those.

"And what idea might that be?" he asked slowly, arching an eyebrow.

"I…well…" Cosmo's excitement faltered, his frown returning. "Wanda wants…she sent me…we're g-getting…"

"I know," Cupid nodded sympathetically.

"Well, and…and we were in this counseling thing today and the lady said something about you."

"Me?" Cupid blinked in surprise.

"Yeah!" Cosmo's excitement returned full-force. "And that reminded me that you make people fall in love!"

"That I do…"

"And I thought that maybe you could make Wanda fall back in love with me! Cuz that's what you do!"

"Oh," the god averted his blue eyes briefly toward the floor. "Well, actually…"

"What?" Cosmo's excited countenance fell once again and changed into one of worry. He recognized that tone. "You…you can make her love me again...can't you?"

"That's what I want to talk about," Cupid took in a solemn breath. "I…I can't exactly do that."

"What? But…that's your job. You have arrows! You can make her fall back in love with me!"

"Under normal circumstances, yes," Cupid held up his hands in an attempt to quiet the fairy.

"Wh-what are y-you saying? Th-that you c-can't help m-me?" Cosmo's lip quivered.

"That's what I need to talk to you about…"

"But…but y-you're the fairy of love, right? You…you can make anyone fall in love! You can make her fall…" Cosmo stopped, a look of horror and realization coming over his features. Epiphanies didn't happen often for Cosmo; however, this one hit him like a train. "You make people fall in love…" he spoke quietly.

"Cosmo…" the diapered male inched closer to the fairy.

"Then…that means that…you made Wanda fall in love with Juandissimo!"

"What? No! No, no, no, no! Cosmo, listen to me," Cupid held his hands up defensively.

"You took her away from me!" Cosmo raised his voice, his tears replaced by anger for the time being.

"I didn't take her away from you, Cosmo. Just calm down!" the pink male attempted to place a hand on the fairy's shoulder.

"No!" Cosmo swatted Cupid's hand away. "I want my Wanda back!"

"I know you do, but…!"

"Why? Why did you take her from me?" the fairy demanded.

"Cosmo, I didn't! Listen to me for a moment! Juandissimo…"

"And why did it have to be with him?"

"Cosmo, I didn't make her fall in…"

"No!" Cosmo screamed while running his fingers through his messy hair. After a moment he threw his arms back down to his sides in frustration, then pointed toward the doorway. "Get out!"

"What?" the god blinked.

"I don't want you here!"

"But, Cosmo…this is my house…"

"I don't care!"

"Cosmo, hold on," Cupid held out his hands calmly. "Let me explain."

"Is that why you can't help? Because you made her love him in the first place?" a hot stream of tears began rolling down Cosmo's cheeks.

"No! Cosmo, listen!" Cupid cried desperately. "Juandissimo made her fall…"

"I don't wanna hear!" the male's voice cracked as he covered his ears.

"Look I just need to tell you…" Cupid attempted to pull Cosmo's hands away.

"I don't care what you wanna tell me!" this distraught male pushed away the god.

"Well you should!" the diapered male cried frantically. "Cosmo, Wanda doesn't…"

"STOP!"

Cupid hovered in place for a few moments just staring at the green-haired male. Cosmo was clearly furious, and he had every right to be without knowing the full story. The fairy's face was a mixture of hurt and sadness as the tears fell down in torrents. Finally, Cupid sighed. It was evident that he couldn't get through to Cosmo right now.

"Fine. You don't have to listen," Cupid spoke in defeat.

Cosmo held up his wand.

"But you should know that I'm trying to fix this!" he cried as Cosmo transported away.

Cupid frowned, feeling Cosmo's heartbreak. He hated this. But with Cosmo in the mood he was in, he just wasn't willing to listen. For now, the god just had to wait for Cosmo to cool down, and hope that he heard what he'd said right before he left. Cupid groaned as he hovered to his bed and sat down. He needed to fix this, and he had to do it quickly. Cosmo was completely falling apart, and Wanda was a confused wreck. He needed that last Forbidden Love Arrow, but as long as Juandissimo had it hidden, there was nothing he could do.