[AN: This is where things get good. That's all you need to know.]

"That's the wedding hall, but we're three hours early. Want to do anything with the time?" said Wanda.

"Can we go see Mummy?" asked Cosmo.

"NO!!!" yelled Timmy.

"You know, Timmy," said Wanda thoughtfully, "It could we quite... interesting. We could see what makes her like she is!"

"Well, if you put it that way..."

"Lets go!" cried Cosmo.

"And now, Lola, I want the floors washed, the dishes cleaned and the window panes scrubbed, and you can polish my shoes when you're done sweeping the fireplace. And don't forget to do the ironing!" said a tall fairy with Cosmo's hair colour, but a girl.

"But Moon, I can't do all that! Why can't you help?" said Mama Cosma, as she was to become.

"My name is Moon Goddess, not simple Moon! And you will do all that right now!" yelled the fairy, as she stormed out. Mama Cosma sighed as her two brothers, Atlantic and Pacific walked in. They were both incredibly stupid. [AN: Know anyone like that?]

"Lola has to clear the fireplace, Atlantic!"

"I know, Pacific!"

"What a loser, Atlantic!"

"And she has to scrub the floors, Pacific!"

They both walked out.

Mama Cosma sobbed as she took a piece of cloth out of a bucket of water and began to scrub at the floor. From behind a door, Timmy actually began to fell sorry for her. Wanda did as well, recognising the resemblance between Mama Cosma and Timmy, as they sat and did chores. Cosmo, on the other hand, didn't even recognise her.

"Oh, if only I had a little boy," sighed Mama Cosma to herself. "He would be my little child and I would be his Mummy and I would never let anything happen to him!" (Frowns) "But then some woman would come along and marry him and take him away from me! Oh, why do all my dreams always end in misery?"

"That's oddly specific," whispered Timmy to Wanda.

"Yeah, she's a pretty determined woman," came him godmother's reply.

Timmy sensed that Cosmo had gone, using the knowledge that he could once again feel his spleen. He turned around to look for him, but nothing. He whispered to Wanda but she couldn't see him either.

When they finally saw him, he was racing into the room that held his soon-to-be-mother.

Timmy slapped himself for the third time today.

[AN: I hope it was better. This is where things get dangerous!!]