Whoo hoo! More crap for you to wade through! Thanks to all who responded to the Veronica/Trixie musings explelled back there. At least 3 people will support this coupling, so I'm runing with it. Expect a new hideous FOP romance fic from me soon! My first femmeslash attempt since Devi/Tess. Whoo. Anyways, back to the present... here, have some Timmy-Godparent DRAMA. (oooo)

A flood of pink smoke spilled over the boards of Timmy's room, soon revealing said child and godparents. A sigh gushed from Timmy's lungs, and he flopped backwards onto the plush covers of his bed, gazing absentmindedly at the cracking blue paint of the ceiling. Blue... like Crocker's eyes. No wait, his eyes were black. But if the animators had given those gorgeous eyes color, it would've been blue...

Wanda groaned softly as she gazed out the window, exasperated at her husband's rash use of magic. The fumigation was obviously underway, as the entire school was cloaked in a purple and yellow striped covering. These colors provided an ironically cheerful background to all the twisted metal and carnage of the accidents. She shuddered, pulling down the blinds and floating into her godchild's line of view. "Well, we're home now," she breathed sardonically, glancing down at Timmy, whose eyes now glossed over from a lack of blinkage. "So, are you going to tell us what's wrong?"

An impish grin split across his face, and Timmy giggled mindlessly as he hugged his pillow close. "I'm in love, Wanda!" he purred, a rush of pink tingeing his cheeks.

The green-haired fairy let out a whoop, waving his arms erratically. "I knew it!" Cosmo squealed gleefully, "Let's cater a party!" Wanda groaned.

"Is that all?" she asked, obviously aggravated, "I could've guessed as much." She sighed, gently fingering the skin of her forehead. "Oh well, as long as we're here with nothing better to do, we might as well discuss it."

"Is it Trixie?" Cosmo demanded, swooping into his godchild's face, "Ooo, I bet it's Trixie! Prove me right, Timmy! I've rarely been right twice in a row!"

Timmy continued smiling drunkenly, pushing himself unsteadily into a sitting position. "Sorry Cosmo. It's not Trixie."

"Aww," Cosmo whined, his lower lip making itself known in a pout. Wanda raised an eyebrow.

"Whoa, really? That's a surprise." she muttered, recalling last year's Trixie-fixation. She quivered before returning to the topic at hand. "So, who is she?"

Timmy let out a squee! of utter bliss before replying, "I think you mean 'he'."

That caught the pink fairy off guard. Her face paled significantly as she stared, incredulous, at her godchild. "H-he?" she stammered, unable to regain her composure. "T-Timmy, don't you think -- "

She was interrupted by a squeal of glee from her husband. "Oh Timmy, it's so cute that you're gay! Tell me who he is! Tell me who he is!" Cosmo begged. He paused, then with a poof of green a tape recorder appeared in his hand. Immediately thrusting it into Timmy's face, he added, "And speak slowly and clearly, for future (adopted) generations!"

Wanda pushed her green counterpart out of the way, waving her wand and lifting Timmy into the air beside her.

"Now Timmy, as your godparent I am required to support you in your every delusional action..." she began, her voice quivering with anxiety, "but this time I really feel the need to protest. While homosexual relationships are being more widely accepted in the world, I don't think it healthy for you to engage in these practices so early in life. There are children at school who'd become prejudiced against you should they find out... you could get bullied to a hazardous point for both your physical and emotional well-being. I just don't feel you're mature enough to handle this sort of change..."

"Wanda, are you homophobic?" Cosmo blurted, recoiling timidly from his wife as if he'd been slapped. Wanda furiously shook her head.

"No no, it's not that at all! I'm just afraid of how this is going to affect things... he's just too young for this kind of -- "

"I am not too young and I am not immature!" Timmy interrupted, his love-sick emotion quickly abandoned for indignation. "This isn't just some school boy crush! This is serious! I can feel it! We have potential! We're going to make something of each other, you'll see!"

Timmy leapt from his bed, snatching up his book bag and glaring up as his godparents. "If you won't accept my love... THEN I WISH I WAS AT MR. CROCKER'S PLACE!"

"C-C-CROCKER?!" Wanda shrieked. That was about all her feeble mind could bear. All went black for the curly haired fairy, leaving only Cosmo to wave his wand and grant the wish.

I've been trying to hide it, but I don't particularly like Wanda. Never have. And now, with her 'omg no one will like you are you stupid or wut?' lecture to Timmy... I'm beginning to hate her. Ah well, at least things went better for Timmy than they did fer me. REVEIWS PLEASE, AS I WHORE MY FICS FOR THEM.