Thanks soo much for all the nice reviews. Your all too kind! Sorry about all the cliffhangers. But that's how I wrote it, so I can't change it. But don't worry, I'm updating preety fast.... right? Wow, these are long chapters, you don't think they're too long, do you?
Chapter 6: Why Does She Do That
"Wanda, are you okay, what's wrong?" Timmy asked quickly as he knelt down next to her. All he got was a groan in response.
"Wanda, please say something. I'm nothing without you yelling at me!" Cosmo cried. He started to cry again.
"Cosmo?" Wanda said in a weak voice. She turned her head to look up at her husband, who was still crying.
"Wanda, your- your alive!" Cosmo stuttered as he wiped his tears away with his sleeve. He pulled her into a big bear hug.
"Ow, Cosmo please stop that." Wanda cried, she clutched her stomach again as Cosmo released his grip.
"You- you don't love me anymore?" Cosmo cried again
"No sweetie, it's not that. You just hurt me a little there." She said in a strained voice. She lay her head back down on the floor. Cosmo slowly picked her up and carried her over to Timmy's bed and gently laid her down. Tears were still dripping down his face.
"Cosmo, what's wrong with Wanda?" Timmy asked in a quiet voice. All he got in response was sobbing. Cosmo wandered over to the fish bowl and turned into a goldfish. He quickly swam into the small plastic purple castle to continue his crying.
Timmy decided to go downstairs. With Wanda resting on his bed and Cosmo crying in a fish bowl full of water, he really had nothing to do up there anymore.
He slowly walked out of the room and went downstairs. The instant he stepped foot into the room, he smelled smoke.
"Mom, the stove's on fire!" Timmy yelled through the house. He rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a bowl off the table and filled it with water. Then he threw the water over the fire, putting it out.
"Phew, that was a close one. That's strange, mom isn't that bad of a cook." He pondered to himself. Now that the fire was out he noticed that it wasn't the stove, but a black pot, the same one that his mom had been cooking with that same afternoon. Timmy went to pick up the pot off the stove, but as soon as he touched it, it turned to ashes and flew everywhere, covering Timmy head to foot.
"Umm, mom, your pot turned to ash!" Timmy called through the house again. There was no answer. "Mom, where are you?" Timmy yelled again. He ran through the house. There was not a single sign of life.
"That's weird, they wouldn't leave me like this." Timmy said to himself. He ran through the house one more time, just to make sure he hadn't missed anything. But it was official. Besides his godparents, he was the only one in the house.
"Cool!" Timmy said to himself. Then he had another thought. What if Vicky came over. He ran out to the back yard to see if he could find anything. There was absolutely no sign of anyone, anywhere.
"Man, where is everybody? Where did they all - Owww!" Timmy rubbed his head. Something had fallen on his head. He looked down at the ground at the strange object. He picked it up, only to find it was the dice he had been playing that game with. That awful game. Just thinking about it made Timmy shake with fear. He couldn't help thinking about what Anti-Cosmo had said about how the picture he saw in the mirror might come true. He hoped with all his heart that he had been lying.
Meanwhile, in Timmy's room, Wanda was waking up. She rubbed her head.
"Ohh, what happened?" She said to herself. She couldn't recall anything that had just happened. But for some reason she felt as though something bad had happened, although she couldn't remember what.
"Wanda, is that you? Are you awake?" Cosmo asked from inside the fish bowl. He poofed out with a smile on his face. Then he saw Wanda's expression. She was frowning.
"What's wrong, lambchop?" Cosmo asked, the worried expression back on his face.
"Nothin's wrong with meh," Wanda snapped back. "and don't call meh that!" She yelled and flew out of the room. Cosmo stared after her as tears welled up in his eyes once again.
"Wanda?" He asked, but there was no answer.
Wanda flew downstairs, not even bothering to disguise herself. Lucky for her, only Timmy was here. She floated into the kitchen and met up with Timmy, who was just coming inside.
"Hey Wanda, your up. Are you feeling better?" Timmy asked in a cheerful voice. He was glad that she was up and awake now. Wanda just glared at him in reply.
"Hey, what's wrong? What did Cosmo do this time?" Timmy asked in a sarcastic tone of voice. Wanda answered him with a piercing glare. Timmy looked at her, not believing what he saw. She was usually so happy and cheerful. The last time he had seen her like this was when he wished for a world without sleep. That had been a disaster.
Wanda floated over to the cabinet and opened it. She took out a box of crackers and some peanut butter and flew of to the living room.
"Umm, Wanda. What are you doing?" Timmy asked as he followed her into the living room. Wanda threw herself down on the couch and turned on the TV. She seemed to have forgotten the food she brought in with her, as it was now lying on the floor.
"Hey, Wanda, are you okay?" Timmy said once again, a little louder. This time he caught her attention.
"I'm FINE. Never been better! Now Leave meh ALLONE!" She yelled at him and then went back to watching TV. Timmy was stunned, so stunned in fact, that he couldn't think of anything to say back. At that moment Timmy heard small sobs coming from up in his room. He abandoned Wanda, who had found the food and was now consuming it very quickly, and raced upstairs.
"Cosmo, what happened?" Timmy panted as he entered the room. His godfather was on the floor, sucking his thumb. Now that Timmy was upstairs, he could here the cries a lot louder.
"Cosmo, what happened?" Timmy said again as the green haired fairy sat up on the floor and dried his eyes.
"Oh Timmy, it was terrible," He said. Tears started to flow down his face again. "Wanda doesn't love me anymore!" He said as he banged his head on to the floor several times in a row.
"Cosmo, why would you think that? Sure she has been acting a little weird, but that's no reason to say that she doesn't love you." Timmy said in a reassuring voice. It didn't work, Cosmo continued to cry.
"KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE!" Wanda yelled from downstairs. Timmy and Cosmo looked at the door. Something was definitely wrong with Wanda.
All at once, everything changed. Downstairs, Wanda fell into a deep sleep again, smearing peanut butter in her hair and on her face. Cosmo looked up at the ceiling, although Timmy had no idea why. The dice, which Timmy put into his pocket started to grow very hot and were now shining brightly. They flew out of Timmy's pocket and landed on the floor next to him, charring a small area of the floor.
"What was that?" Timmy said, rubbing his leg where the dice had burnt them. Then, as if he knew what was going to happen, Cosmo got up and raced into the fish bowl, not even bothering to turn into a fish this time. Timmy would have asked him why, but he didn't have time to. At that moment there was a large explosion and Jorgen Von Strangle poofed into the room.
"TIMMY TURNER!" He bellowed, almost knocking Timmy's hat clean off his head. Timmy looked up and winced.
"Fairy World, NOW!" He yelled and grabbed him in a giant fist. Before leaving he poofed up Timmy's godparents in the other hand. It was then Timmy noticed Wanda had gone back to sleep, and that she got peanut butter all over her face. Then Jorgen raised his wand and they were all poofed to Fairy World.
They appeared in the court room, however they were the only ones there at the time. It kind of freaked Timmy out a little. The large, empty court room made him feel so small and helpless.
"Timmy Turner, is it true that you released the Anti-Fairies?" He questioned in a loud voice.
"Umm..uh.. yes, but it was an accident!" Timmy said, cowering in fear. He looked at Cosmo and Wanda for some support. Wanda was currently zonked out and Cosmo was scraping the peanut butter from her forehead and eating it.
"I don't care if you meant to or not. The point is you did it. And this is all your fault!" He yelled at Timmy. The image flashed back in Timmy's mind. He heard Anti-Cosmo's voice in his head saying that it was his fault. Timmy was starting to believe this was true.
Timmy raised his head to say something, but was cut short. At that moment Wanda flew up, now fully awake. Cosmo looked over-joyed and went up to lick the last of the peanut butter of her.
"Yeah, your all better!" Cosmo said with glee. He reached towards her, but Wanda put her hand out to stop him. She grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.
"Don't touch meh, you stoopid fool!" She yelled at him. She took out her wand and blasted a hole in the roof. As she prepared to fly out, Cosmo grabbed on to her leg.
"Wanda, don't leave. I LOVE YOUUUU!" Cosmo wailed. Wanda struggled to free herself but it was no use. Timmy knew from experience that once Cosmo grabbed something, he wouldn't let go.
All at once the room grew dark again. Timmy could once again make out two figures flying through the blackened sky. They flew through the roof and hovered in front of Timmy, concealed in the shadows. Timmy had a pretty good idea of who they were.
"Why are you guys back? Haven't you done enough?" Timmy yelled in frustration. He noticed Wanda had stopped struggling and was now trying to pry Cosmo off with her wand. She succeeded and sent Cosmo flying across the room.
"Why yes, of course we're back. You didn't think we were through yet, did you?" Anti-Cosmo said, stepping out of the shadows. Timmy could see him in full view now.
"Yes, I-I mean No" Timmy said, unable to make up his mind.
"Ahh, I see my wife has found your little friend." Anti-Cosmo said, grinning. Timmy looked behind him and noticed that Anti-Wanda was whispering something to Wanda. The two of them floated back to Anti-Cosmo's side.
"Oh, that's right., you don't know do you? Oh this will be interesting" Anti-Cosmo said happily, as if it was a dream come true. "Timothy, meet our new friend." He said pointing to Wanda.
"What do you mean, new friend? She's my godparent." Timmy said angrily.
"Let me correct you. She was your godparent. Look closely Timothy, open your eyes." He said, sneering. Timmy looked over Wanda. He didn't see anything different. She looked like she always did. Then he noticed her eyes. They looked just like the reflections eyes did in the mirror. That same soulless look. They made Timmy's spine tingle.
"Well Timothy, what do you think? I believe the personality suits her quite nicely, don't you?" He asked, smiling at Timmy.
"What did you do to her?" Timmy said, his anger level rising. "Change her back!" He said threateningly.
"I would, but you see Timothy, I can't. I didn't do this. And once again, you have no one to blame but yourself." He told Timmy, rather slowly, letting it all sink in.
"What do you mean?" Timmy said, confused. "How could I do that?"
"Well let me put it this way. Black magic can have very drastic effects on good magic. Let's just say, when Wanda granted that wish you asked for, she took some of it into her system. We weren't planning on this, but since you set it up so nicely for us, we couldn't pass up the opportunity." Anti-Cosmo said with a hint of glee in his voice.
"Yeh, that'll teach ya'll ta mess wif us Anti-Fairies!" Anti-Wanda butted in. Timmy glared at both of them.
"How do I fix her?" Timmy asked, the rage building up inside him.
"That, my friend, you must find out for yourself. For in one day, she'll go completely Anti, and there's no telling what will happen then!" Anti-Cosmo told Timmy. With that, the two Anti-Fairies flew away, laughing hysterically. Wanda fell to the ground again and was drooling a little. She was sound asleep again. Back in the corner, Cosmo was just getting up too. His collision with the wall had left him unconscious.
"What's going on?" Cosmo asked as he looked down at Wanda, who was drooling all over the floor. He didn't seem to remember anything.
"I'm not sure Cosmo." Timmy said. He lifted Wanda's head off the ground and stared down at her. He hoped he could fix this mess he caused, before he lost Wanda forever. He wouldn't be able to live with himself knowing he had let that happen.
Lights flickered and the sky grew even darker. The twister appeared back in the sky and sent object of all shapes and sizes flying everywhere. Timmy looked up just in time to see a large rock coming straight at him. He ducked, but he was not quick enough. The boulder made contact with him, knocking him out. The last thing that flashed through his mind was the image he had seen in the mirror. Then he blacked out.
Ohh, the suspense...can you take it? Man, there are alot of unanswered questions at this point. Will Wanda be okay? Will Timmy be okay? What are the Anti-Fairies planning? When... will I update next? That's for me to know and you to find out. (You'll find out soon, I promise!!!)