I guess I'll be continuing! Thank you all for your reviews! As soon as I
saw the first, I wanted to keep writing immediately! ^^
Oh, and to all those authors who have been starting to write stories about Cosmo and Wanda's life: Don't worry, guys. This story is already partly scripted and is actually a story told within the context of another story... sort of like the movie 'Titanic'. That's why I've started the fanfic in the future.
And now... on with the fanfic!
~*~ Millenniums Gone By ~-*-~-*-~-*-~ Chapter 2
(Where we last left off): "I want you to tell me - or at least try to remember - the very first time you saw mom."
"Woah, woah, wait a minute!" Wanda interrupted. "What are you trying to prove here, Rickstardo?"
"You guys are only looking at the negatives about each other! Why don't you face the fact that you're not best friends in high school anymore? We all live together, you know. Me and Sparkle can see that something's wrong."
Rick paused to catch his breath, and then continued.
"I just want us to share a moment and talk like a real family. And I have even gone to the extremes of MAKING you talk. I've taken psychology classes like mom requested and I set up a list of questions that we could share, thus also it may be good for the relationship between you two."
Cosmo raised his hand.
"Yes, dad?" Rick said. He put up his notebook and pencil, hoping for a good response.
"Yea, um... I think I missed something. Could you go back to the 'looking at the negatives' thing again?" Cosmo asked puzzled.
Rick put down the pencil and wince. Sparkle laughed and took the pencil and notebook from him.
"You're too short on patience, Rick. Calm down... Let me try." She turned to her parents. "Ma? Maybe it would be better if you try to remember also?"
Wanda sighed. "I'll try..."
"You don't have to tell us every single detail... that's up to the narrator, ok?"
"Would you stop with your little narrators-and-readers-that-watch-our-every- move myth?! Focus!" Rick cried out.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
Arts and crafts time was one of Wanda's favorite Preschool activities. It never took much effort... she just let her imagination flow. She never knew if she was good at it, though... her teacher complimented everyone's work in class, and that included Cosmo.
"I'm gonna make a daisy!"
~* BOOM! *~
"... an exploding daisy!!"
"Well, uh... Cosmo, that was-- v-very c-cr-creative," said Ms. Luna. She was covered head to toe in ashes and anybody would have been surprised to find something that wasn't burnt.
It was the first time Wanda saw who Cosmo was, but Cosmo didn't meet Wanda until later that day. And already, Wanda couldn't stand him. That day when he made his 'exploding daisy,' the explosion toppled over Wanda's block tower that interestingly resembled the Eiffel Tower.
He often seemed to ruin the fun in storytime, too. He'd keep asking questions... Why didn't Jack just eat the cow? Why did the chicken say 'eureka'? It would go on like that until Wanda got up and tried to defend the story. Cosmo and Wanda first argument was that day.
They went on and on for awhile until Ms. Luna separated them. She now knew the two of them were definetaly not meant to be paried yet. For the time being, Wanda wanted to be as far away from him as possible. And being the naive child that he was, Cosmo never understood why she was always mad at him.
Then came the last day of school.
That particular afternoon, Mama Cosma came rather late to pick up Cosmo, so he sat near the curb beside her teacher and Wanda waiting.
"Does your mommy have to work late sometimes, too?" he asked Wanda.
The girl looked at him with a hurt expression and gazed away.
"Wanda's parents always come late, Cosmo," Ms. Luna explained. "I stay here every schoolday so not to leave her alone."
Right then, Cosmo's mother-- Mama Cosma ((Hmm... Nova-chan's right... that IS kinda redundant)) came around the corner and recieved Cosmo with open arms.
"There's my little Cosmo-lo-lo!" she cried out as she embraced him. Wanda looked at them with jealousy, knowing her mother and her would never be that close... this was just another reason to hate that little green-haired fairy boy... and it has stayed that way for many years.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
"Hey! We're supposed to be looking at the positives here!" Sparkle said interrupting her mom and dad.
"You said you wanted to hear about the first time we saw each other," Cosmo said. "So we told you!"
"Well, it wasn't supposed to be depressing!"
"Hey, it's what happened," Wanda said. "We're not making this up to bother you! Now, if you don't mind, I'm off to work..." She started to get up, but Cosmo pulled her back down on the couch. "What the heck is wrong with you all?!? Are you ganging up on me?!"
"Maybe Rick is right, Wanda," Cosmo said solemnly. "Please, let's just listen to them."
Over the years, Cosmo had turned somewhat more reasonable and it was harder to argue with. Wanda noted she was being stubborn. She shook out of her husband's grip and sat farther from him.
"Fine. What do you want to know, now?" she muttered.
Sparkle blinked and showed no reaction, 'til her brother nudged her in the side.
"Hello!" he said to get her attention.
"Hi!" she responded.
"Mom's talking to you!"
"Oh yeah... 'bout what?"
"... ask the next freakin' question!!"
Sparkle nodded in awkward agreement and looked down at the questions Rick wrote down.
"Ok ok, uh... we misinterb-misimn-- we didn't seem clear when it came to the first question. Can you tell us when did you guys turned into... you know... friends?"
"What makes you think that was a positive experiance?" Wanda said crossing her arms.
"It wasn't?" Rick and Spark said simultaneously.
"Yes, it was... at least for me," Cosmo said smiling. "Wasn't it, Wanda?"
"Yeah, yeah, it was..." she said. "Though it was kind of stupid when it all happened."
Rick took the notebook from her sister and started writing.
"Is it ok if you guys can be a little more descriptive on this?" he asked. "Or maybe we could let Sparkle's so-called narrator tell us everything?"
Sparkle shrugged and smiled meekly.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
Hmm... it's good to know Sparkle is very observative in some areas. Well, that's the end of that chapter. Lemme know what you think and I'm open to any suggestions! Until the next update! ^_^
Oh, and to all those authors who have been starting to write stories about Cosmo and Wanda's life: Don't worry, guys. This story is already partly scripted and is actually a story told within the context of another story... sort of like the movie 'Titanic'. That's why I've started the fanfic in the future.
And now... on with the fanfic!
~*~ Millenniums Gone By ~-*-~-*-~-*-~ Chapter 2
(Where we last left off): "I want you to tell me - or at least try to remember - the very first time you saw mom."
"Woah, woah, wait a minute!" Wanda interrupted. "What are you trying to prove here, Rickstardo?"
"You guys are only looking at the negatives about each other! Why don't you face the fact that you're not best friends in high school anymore? We all live together, you know. Me and Sparkle can see that something's wrong."
Rick paused to catch his breath, and then continued.
"I just want us to share a moment and talk like a real family. And I have even gone to the extremes of MAKING you talk. I've taken psychology classes like mom requested and I set up a list of questions that we could share, thus also it may be good for the relationship between you two."
Cosmo raised his hand.
"Yes, dad?" Rick said. He put up his notebook and pencil, hoping for a good response.
"Yea, um... I think I missed something. Could you go back to the 'looking at the negatives' thing again?" Cosmo asked puzzled.
Rick put down the pencil and wince. Sparkle laughed and took the pencil and notebook from him.
"You're too short on patience, Rick. Calm down... Let me try." She turned to her parents. "Ma? Maybe it would be better if you try to remember also?"
Wanda sighed. "I'll try..."
"You don't have to tell us every single detail... that's up to the narrator, ok?"
"Would you stop with your little narrators-and-readers-that-watch-our-every- move myth?! Focus!" Rick cried out.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
Arts and crafts time was one of Wanda's favorite Preschool activities. It never took much effort... she just let her imagination flow. She never knew if she was good at it, though... her teacher complimented everyone's work in class, and that included Cosmo.
"I'm gonna make a daisy!"
~* BOOM! *~
"... an exploding daisy!!"
"Well, uh... Cosmo, that was-- v-very c-cr-creative," said Ms. Luna. She was covered head to toe in ashes and anybody would have been surprised to find something that wasn't burnt.
It was the first time Wanda saw who Cosmo was, but Cosmo didn't meet Wanda until later that day. And already, Wanda couldn't stand him. That day when he made his 'exploding daisy,' the explosion toppled over Wanda's block tower that interestingly resembled the Eiffel Tower.
He often seemed to ruin the fun in storytime, too. He'd keep asking questions... Why didn't Jack just eat the cow? Why did the chicken say 'eureka'? It would go on like that until Wanda got up and tried to defend the story. Cosmo and Wanda first argument was that day.
They went on and on for awhile until Ms. Luna separated them. She now knew the two of them were definetaly not meant to be paried yet. For the time being, Wanda wanted to be as far away from him as possible. And being the naive child that he was, Cosmo never understood why she was always mad at him.
Then came the last day of school.
That particular afternoon, Mama Cosma came rather late to pick up Cosmo, so he sat near the curb beside her teacher and Wanda waiting.
"Does your mommy have to work late sometimes, too?" he asked Wanda.
The girl looked at him with a hurt expression and gazed away.
"Wanda's parents always come late, Cosmo," Ms. Luna explained. "I stay here every schoolday so not to leave her alone."
Right then, Cosmo's mother-- Mama Cosma ((Hmm... Nova-chan's right... that IS kinda redundant)) came around the corner and recieved Cosmo with open arms.
"There's my little Cosmo-lo-lo!" she cried out as she embraced him. Wanda looked at them with jealousy, knowing her mother and her would never be that close... this was just another reason to hate that little green-haired fairy boy... and it has stayed that way for many years.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
"Hey! We're supposed to be looking at the positives here!" Sparkle said interrupting her mom and dad.
"You said you wanted to hear about the first time we saw each other," Cosmo said. "So we told you!"
"Well, it wasn't supposed to be depressing!"
"Hey, it's what happened," Wanda said. "We're not making this up to bother you! Now, if you don't mind, I'm off to work..." She started to get up, but Cosmo pulled her back down on the couch. "What the heck is wrong with you all?!? Are you ganging up on me?!"
"Maybe Rick is right, Wanda," Cosmo said solemnly. "Please, let's just listen to them."
Over the years, Cosmo had turned somewhat more reasonable and it was harder to argue with. Wanda noted she was being stubborn. She shook out of her husband's grip and sat farther from him.
"Fine. What do you want to know, now?" she muttered.
Sparkle blinked and showed no reaction, 'til her brother nudged her in the side.
"Hello!" he said to get her attention.
"Hi!" she responded.
"Mom's talking to you!"
"Oh yeah... 'bout what?"
"... ask the next freakin' question!!"
Sparkle nodded in awkward agreement and looked down at the questions Rick wrote down.
"Ok ok, uh... we misinterb-misimn-- we didn't seem clear when it came to the first question. Can you tell us when did you guys turned into... you know... friends?"
"What makes you think that was a positive experiance?" Wanda said crossing her arms.
"It wasn't?" Rick and Spark said simultaneously.
"Yes, it was... at least for me," Cosmo said smiling. "Wasn't it, Wanda?"
"Yeah, yeah, it was..." she said. "Though it was kind of stupid when it all happened."
Rick took the notebook from her sister and started writing.
"Is it ok if you guys can be a little more descriptive on this?" he asked. "Or maybe we could let Sparkle's so-called narrator tell us everything?"
Sparkle shrugged and smiled meekly.
~-*-~-*-~-*-~
Hmm... it's good to know Sparkle is very observative in some areas. Well, that's the end of that chapter. Lemme know what you think and I'm open to any suggestions! Until the next update! ^_^