DGG: Hey, Lovelies. How's it going? You'd think I'd work on my stories more since I'm off work with this broken foot (never break your foot...). But here's this next chapter. Yay! Happy dance. Or...this is where I'd happy dance...IF MY FOOT WASN'T BROKEN! Sorry. I lost the happy for a second. But the happy's back! Woo! Quotes! I'll be quiet now...Enjoy!


A couple tense days passed by within the Cosma abode, and both Wanda and Blonda were quite fed up with one another. The two constantly fought over the tiniest of things, and it was wearing down on the godmother's nerves. She loved her sister, and she was always upset that they weren't very close anymore; however, at the same time, she remembered feeling the greatest sense of relief when they graduated high school and they both went their separate ways. Wanda had thought about what it would be like if she and her sister were close again; however, now that she had the opportunity, she wanted nothing more than her sister to leave. Their constant bickering was really weighing her down, and it didn't take much for her family to notice.

"G'morning, Wanda," Cosmo smiled cheerfully as he rolled over in bed to face her.

Wanda looked at him and huffed.

"Are you okay?" he frowned.

"Not really," she groaned.

"Is it Blonda?"

She grimaced as she snuggled into her husband's chest.

"Wanda, if you're not happy, then why don't you tell her to leave?"

It was very unlike her husband to relay any sort of useful or logical advice her way; however, he had his moments, and they were usually right when she needed them. It was one of the surprising quirks about him that made her love him all the more. Unfortunately, as much as she wanted to take his advice, she was unable to. She hated it when Cosmo's tiny spurts of logic couldn't be put to good use.

"I can't. She has to stay here," she spoke reluctantly.

"Why?"

"Because she does, Honey."

"But I don't understand why," he frowned.

"She…she just has to, Cosmo."

"But why!" the male fairy whined.

She knew what he was doing. This happened any time she had any sort of a secret. He would pester her until she finally caved in and told him just to get him to shut up. He'd been doing this ever since Blonda showed up, and she hadn't let her sister's secret slip yet; however, it was awfully tempting.

"I'd tell you if I could, Sweetie," Wanda looked up at him.

"Well, why can't you?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Blonda doesn't want me to, that's why," she informed him.

"Oh," the male frowned. "But if all you guys do is fight, then why does she want to be here?"

He was quite unrelenting in this little game this morning.

"She…she doesn't really want to be," Wanda admitted. "It's the doctor's orders that she be here."

"Oh," Cosmo said again. "Why does the doctor want her here?"

"He just doesn't want her to be alone."

"Why?"

"Cosmo," she sighed in exasperation, "you need to get Timmy and Poof ready for school."

"Can't you come out and help? Just for a little bit?" the green-haired fairy pouted. "We miss you."

"You miss me?" she raised a skeptical eyebrow. "I'm surprised you had time to notice I was gone what with all the videogames and movies that mesmerize the three of you."

"I miss you yelling at us to stop," Cosmo frowned sheepishly.

"Do you now?" she looked up at him with an amused smile.

"Uh-huh," he grinned.

"Can I quote you on that the next time you whine about me ruining your fun?"

"Quote me all you want, Baby! You know I won't remember saying it."

Wanda laughed before giving her husband a quick peck on the lips.

"Go get the boys ready," she ordered while getting up.

Cosmo whimpered; however, the two were startled by the sound of Blonda's bloodcurdling scream from down the hall.

"Wanda?" Cosmo looked at her timidly.

"Just go get the boys ready. I can handle this," she reluctantly grabbed her wand and poofed herself to the guestroom her sister was currently staying in. "Blonda, what's the matter?" she asked, concern evident.

"All my clothes…all of them!" the actress cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What about them?" her sister raised an eyebrow as she eyed the multiple clothes strewn about the room.

"I can't fit into any of them anymore!" Blonda wailed helplessly.

"That's it?" Wanda asked flatly. "I thought it would be something important."

Blonda looked up and glared at her sister.

"My clothes are more precious to me than gold, Wanda! This is a big deal!"

"It was bound to happen at some point," Wanda rolled her eyes.

"What?" Blonda gawked at her in horror.

"Honey, you're having a baby! You knew your stomach was growing," Blonda continued to gawk at her older sister. "Blonda, I wasn't insinuating that you'd eventually just let yourself go! I was referencing the pregnancy! Heck, you said it yourself just a few days ago! You knew this was happening! I'm surprised you actually brought any of your clothes with you."

"Well, I thought it would take longer! Look at me! I'm lucky my robe still fits!"

Wanda rolled her eyes again.

"You are not that big. It's all in your mind, Blonda," the godmother placed a hand to her temple.

"Are you kidding? There's a mountain where my stomach used to be!"

"Well, you can borrow some of mine and Cosmo's clothes. We have some baggy things."

"All your clothes are baggy," Blonda murmured in distaste.

"Be that as it may," Wanda spoke, attempting to keep her voice calm, "we have things you can borrow."

"I'd rather go around naked than wear anything you have to offer!"

"If you do that, you'll risk my family seeing your stomach," Wanda pointed out with a smirk.

Blonda glared at her sister.

"I don't want to wear your clothes," she grumbled.

"I don't think you have a choice."

The blonde pouted, still refusing to cave in.

"Blonda, it's not going to kill you!"

"You don't have anything stylish!" she complained.

"So what? No one's going to see you in them except me."

The actress huffed.

"Blonda…"

"Why do you have to gain so much weight when you're pregnant?"

"Because a baby's growing!" Wanda cried incredulously. "Blonda, I know you don't want to, but you'll have to borrow some of our clothes. It'll be fine."

"I'd rather be dead!"

"Which is the entire reason you're here in the first place!" Wanda reminded her. "It's just clothes, and it's just temporary! You won't have to wear them forever!"

"Oh, please! I'll have to trade in all my stylish clothes for the kind of crud you wear after this stupid baby gets here!"

"What?" Wanda raised an eyebrow. "Why would you have to do that?"

"Because I'll be a…a…mother!" the actress grimaced.

"So what? No one said you had to stop wearing the clothes you like to wear! I dress the same way that I always have!"

"A baby didn't ruin your body," Blonda stopped. "However, you look like one did."

"Blonda, having a baby doesn't mean…"

"Ooh! Blonda's having a baby!" Cosmo cut off Wanda as he flew happily into the room, causing both twins to freeze.

"Cosmo," Wanda spoke slowly as she turned to face her husband, "I told you to take care of Timmy and Poof. What are you still doing in here?"

"I wanted to know why she screamed," he shrugged innocently. "I can't believe it! Is she really having a baby? Is that why she's here?"

"Cosmo, calm down. Just…go back to our room."

"Why?"

"So I can talk to you. Go wait there, please!"

"But…"

"Honey, please," Wanda pressed.

"But wait! I wanna know all about Blonda's baby!"

"Cosmo," Wanda grabbed him by the shoulders, "she needs some clothes. Can you go find some baggy clothes for her to wear? Please? Look in our closet."

"Ooh! Okay!" he cried. "I'll be back! Don't worry!"

Wanda sighed as her husband zipped out of the room. She frowned, however, when she turned around and saw her sister huddled on the bed with her head in her hands.

"Blonda," she sat on the bed in front of her sister.

"This is a disaster!" the blonde squeaked, her voice thick with tears.

"No, it isn't," Wanda spoke soothingly.

"He'll never keep his mouth shut, Wanda! He's going to tell everyone!"

"Cosmo doesn't have anyone to tell. You don't have to worry."

"Are you kidding?" the mascara streamed down her cheeks in black rivers. "He's a moron. A chattering little moron! He can't keep a secret! He'll yell it to anyone who'll hear!"

"No, he won't, Blonda. I'll talk to him."

"Everyone's going to find out!" Blonda's voice seemed to raise an octave as more tears poured down her cheeks.

"Sweetie, I said I'll talk to him," Wanda placed a hand on her sister's shoulder. "It's going to be fine."

"Easy for you to say!" Blonda threw her sister's hand away. "Everything you've ever worked for isn't at stake here!"

"Blonda, nothing is at stake here, and you know this can't stay a secret forever, anyway!"

"Yes, it can! I'd…I'd rather disappear completely than have anyone ever know that I'm having a baby!"

"Why? Having a baby isn't a bad thing!" Wanda frowned disapprovingly.

"Listen to me, Wanda!" the actress suddenly rounded on her sister, forcing the godmother to reel back from the sudden switch in emotions. "You better find a way to keep him quiet, because I refuse to let anyone find out about this, do you understand me?"

"Blonda!"

"Do you understand me?" the actress continued to threaten. "Make sure he doesn't blab it all over Fairy World!"

"Blonda, hold on! Just…"

"I hope he has a Will because if he tells anyone, even your baby, I will kill him, Wanda! That's a promise!"

"He isn't going to tell anyone! There's no need to get so worked up!"

"See that he doesn't! I don't want this getting out," she broke down in tears again. "This just can't get out! It can't!"