A/N Your reviews have been wonderful. Ryuko DragonHalf I was very flattered by your review, I take it as a high compliment that your little sister read it and liked it too! Thank you everyone for your reviews, they've been wonderfully supportive! I have two other FOP stories in mind, not sure when I'll get to them. I'm going to try and make them tie into this fic somehow, one sort of as a distant sequel. Anyways, I wish you all a Merry Christmas and hope your holidays are joyful!
'Twas The Wish Before Christmas
Chapter Seven (Epilogue): Wishing You A Merry Christmas
...Normal POV...
(Christmas Day, ten years in the future!)
In a suburban subdivision, just a few streets down from the home where all the magic happened all those years ago, lives a newlywed couple in a cozy two-story house just right for raising a family.
"Honey!" the raven haired lady of the house sang out as she came rushing over to the foot of the stairs with a tray of freshly baked cookies in her hands. "Hurry and come down! They're here!"
"Be down in a minute!" a scratchy yet slightly mature male voice replied from the upstairs bedroom.
Laying the tray on the coffee table twenty-one-year-old Tootie Turner rushed to answer the door.
"Hello!" she beamed to the middle aged couple standing on their doorstep with arms full of Christmas goodies and bags of gifts. "Merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas Tootie dear!" Mrs. Turner smiled brightly while Tootie took some of the covered foods out of her hands.
"Where's Timmy?" Mr. Turner inquired from behind the three cartons of eggnog stacked atop the wrapped boxes in his arms.
"He's upstairs getting ready." Tootie chuckled, "I don't know why he bothers so long with that tie of his. I'm always the one who has to fix it for him."
The elder Turners laughed at this. While unloading themselves of all their packages and food the man of the house finally made his way downstairs looking as flustered as ever.
"Tootie!" he called yanking at the knot he'd made with his tie, "This stupid thing's trying to strangle me again!"
Laughing softly Tootie walked over and nimbly unknotted and tied his silly pink tie for him. "There," she remarked giving him a quick peck on the nose, "that's much better, you look so handsome!"
Blushing Timmy rubbed the back of his neck before catching his mom emerging from the kitchen. "Mom! You and Dad made it!"
"Well of course we did honey." Mrs. Turner answered giving her son a hug, "Your father and I wouldn't miss our big boy's first Christmas with his new wife for anything!"
"Aw Mom," Timmy mock complained.
Ding! Dong!
"I'll get it!" Mr. Turner announced, rushing to the door with a carton of eggnog in hand.
"Hi Mr. Turner!" a familiar voice greeted him.
"Vicky!" Tootie cried joyously.
"Tootie!" Vicky responded.
Everyone else smiled as the two sisters hugged and swung each other around in joy.
"You made it!" Tootie beamed, "I thought you might be late since your babysitting service is open during the holidays."
"Well, we're only open for emergencies. I had a kid to watch earlier today but Veronica insisted on handling it since Mrs. Davis's house is on her way home. This is the first time she's worked during a holiday in years!"
"Oh yes, we saw the Mcbadbats last night at their annual Christmas Eve party!" Tootie recalled.
"Good ol' Chester and A.J., they'll never change." Timmy grinned. "Veronica's still kinda creepy though."
"They're working out the whole Trixie identity crisis in therapy." Vicky shrugged.
"Speaking of Trixie Tang, whatever happened to her?" Mr. Turner asked, "Didn't you used to have a big crush on her son?"
Timmy's cheeks reddened, "Yeah well...that was a long time ago Dad! She married Tad...or Chad...one of those two guys, had twin girls I think, and moved into some mansion on the other side of town."
"We haven't heard much from her since." Tootie shrugged.
"Her kids are stuck up little monsters." Vicky muttered.
"Guess you'd prefer twerps with silly pink hats?" Timmy smirked.
"What are you getting at Turner?" Vicky questioned suspiciously.
Exchanging a knowing glance Timmy and Tootie exclaimed together, "We're having a baby!"
Mrs. Turner's squeal of joy was almost completely drowned out by her husband. "I'M GONNA BE A GRANDPA!" Mr. Turner squealed girlishly.
"Hey that's great news little dudes!" a smooth as glass voice came from the doorway, Vicky's companion had finally made it out of their red mini-van.
"Congratulations Tootie! Twerp!" Vicky used Timmy's nickname knowing it got on his nerves, though both were fairly good natured about it by now. "So I guess you'll want the family discount on all my childcare services huh?"
"I WANT MY MOMMY!" a shrill little voice demanded.
The man who'd entered behind Vicky sighed and picked up his fussy little girl. "Okay Harmony, but what did Daddy say about minding your manners?"
Sighing the ebony haired girl of about six years of age rephrased her prior demand to be a bit more polite. "I want my mommy, please!"
Holding out her arms Vicky took the pink eyed little girl into her arms and sighed, "Do you two have any idea what you're getting yourselves into?"
"Ah, they'll be fine," the guy--who was obviously Vicky's husband--draped his arm around his wife, "Besides, Harmony takes after her mom." he added in a whisper.
Everyone laughed except Vicky (who took a small swing at her hubby's head) and Harmony (who just seemed puzzled by the humor they found in her daddy's statement).
"DING DONG!" someone called.
Everyone turned to see who had made the noise. There, standing in the open doorway, stood two adults with three kids running around at their feet.
"Give me back my dolly Presto!" a girl with mid-length curly pink hair demanded.
"Mommy Presto won't give Chanty back her dolly!" another little girl with a light green ponytail complained tugging on the pink haired lady's black pant leg.
"Presto give Chanty back her dolly!" the mother ordered, "And Tammy, you know better than to tattle."
"Cosmo! Wanda!" Timmy exclaimed happily.
"Hey!" Mr. Turner grinned, "It's our old neighbors! The one's who used to live in that house right above ours!"
Exchanging nervous glances the two newcomers nodded slowly. "Riiight." the green haired man agreed.
"DING!" Mr. Turner sounded off.
"DONG!" Cosmo answered.
This sent the two men flying into hysterical fits of laughter. Their wives just shook their heads and smiled at each other.
"Uh everyone, this is Cosmo and Wanda." Timmy announced, "They're uh, old friends of the family!"
"Ding! Dong!" Mr. Turner repeated, "Get it?! Ding! Dong!"
"Ahaha," Cosmo wiped away a tear, "This guy's crazier than I am."
Taking it as a compliment Mr. Turner slapped Cosmo hardily on the back. "We're a couple of fruitcakes all right!"
"And these are our kids," Wanda added, "Tammy, Presto, and Chanty."
"Whoa," Vicky gulped looking down at the bickering children with oddly colored hair, "need a sitter?"
"I've got one thanks," Cosmo replied turning and pointing to his backside.
"Mommy I wanna get down and play with them!" Harmony shouted pointing over at the three kids running amuck around the living room.
"Fine, just don't break anything." Vicky sighed placing Harmony on the floor, "And no candy til after dinner!" she called as Harmony darted off after Tammy.
"Ya can't spell Harmony without 'harm'," Vicky's husband sighed anticipating the sounds of breaking glass and crashing furniture that were probably soon to come.
"Wow," Tootie smiled and offered Wanda a Christmas cookie, "three kids, I'll be happy if Timmy and I can just manage one for now."
"You and Timmy are having a baby?" Cosmo asked.
"Sport, why didn't you tell us?" Wanda questioned Timmy.
"Hey it's not like it's as easy to get in touch with you as it used to be." Timmy smirked.
"Ah the good ol' fishbowl." Cosmo sighed reminiscently.
"The what?" Mrs. Turner asked.
"Nothing!" Timmy snapped.
"Well now that everyone's here," Vicky's hubby spoke up, "let's get the festivities started!"
"Sing a carol Daddy!" Harmony yelled from across the room.
"Sure thing pumpkin," he nodded and proceeded to enthrall the crowd with a perfectly in tune rendition of 'Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas'.
Halfway through the song Timmy and Tootie took a moment to sneak away into the empty dining room. Every place was set with Christmas print dishes. The furniture was polished allowing the cherry wood finish to shine in the dim light of the chandelier overhead and the surrounding candles. And through the two frost covered windows along the back wall you could just make out the snowflakes as they descended towards their backyard which was already covered in a layer of sparkling white.
"Merry Christmas Timmy," Tootie said softly as she lay her head on his shoulder.
"Merry Christmas Tootie," he replied while wrapping an arm around her back and pulling her close.
"This has been the perfect Christmas," she smiled as they both stood before one of the windows, enjoying nature's wintry display. "All of us together as a family. It's like a childhood wish come true."
Giving a knowing grin that he knew his wife couldn't see Timmy just lay his head atop her own and softly murmured to himself, "Yeah, I know just what you mean."
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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...The End...
Amanda/Artiste: Happy Holidays again to one and all! This concludes my FOP Christmas fanfiction! Hope everyone liked it, and I thank you once more for all your positive reviews! I included a lot of characters from the show, and very few OCs. As to those curious about Vicky's husband (especially those who managed to figure out his identity) well, I'd explain how that happened...but that's a story for another time. ;-)
Vicky: Wait a minute--that guy I married--was that-?
Wanda: She said it was a story for another time! That means you don't get to find out today!
Cosmo: Well, you don't get any definite answers anyway.
Timmy: ::sarcastically:: Yay cliffhangers.
Tootie: Timmy! We got married! I'm MRS. TIMMY TURNER!!!
Timmy: ::starts to sweat:: Hehe...in the future maybe. Right now I'm still into Trixie Tang.
Tootie: ::annoyed:: Humph! What's she got that I haven't got?!
Timmy: In fear of how my answer may later affect my future self, I'm gonna reply 'no comment' to that.
Cosmo: Aw, isn't that cute? They're not even married yet and they're already having their first big fight!
Wanda: I think we're on big fight number fifteen thousand three hundred and forty-one!
Cosmo: Forty-two puddin'!
Wanda: ::thinks back:: Oh yeah, that whole frying me in the fishbowl with electric holiday lights thing...you're right sweetie!
::Wanda and Cosmo do their kissy thing.::
Jorgen: COSMO!
Cosmo: AAAHH!!!
Jorgen: What's this I hear about you being responsible for that humiliating 'KICK ME I like to dance ballet in a girly tutu' sign that was stuck on my back during the seminar on the hazards of mis-poofing?!
Cosmo: ::stammers nervously while drumming his fingers along his wand:: Uh...well I...hehe...ya see...
Jorgen: And WANDA!
Wanda: ::surprised:: ME?!
Jorgen: ::narrows his eyes and holds out a strip of adhesive:: I presume that this is YOUR pink tape which was used to attach the offending sign to my back!
Timmy: ::mutters:: Busted.
Jorgen: THAT'S TEN WEEKS OF FAIRY WORLD BOOT CAMP FOR THE BOTH OF YOU TROUBLEMAKERS!!!
Timmy: Aw, but...it's Christmas! Couldn't you let them off easy, just this once?
Jorgen: Hm, well...the boy with the silly pink hat does have a point. Very well. But no more funny business from you two or I'll have you doing push-ups til next Christmas!
Cosmo & Wanda: ::salute:: YES SIR!!
Tootie: ::turns to Vicky:: What's 'Fairy World'?
Vicky: How should I know? The twerp's just weird and so are all his twerpy friends.
Timmy: Uh...this might be a good place to end this.
Wanda: Right, Happy Holidays everybody!
Cosmo: And may all your castles come with chimneys!!