Speculation Of Love

By Fairly Odd New Yorker

(A/N)- No reviews but I'm going strong. I hope someone appreciates what I'm doing …. For some reason urls don't work here, so if you wanna see a pic of my OC cast just click the deviantart link on my profile and the title of it is 'Long Forgotten Fairly Odd OC'
Chapter 2- Breakin' The News

Wanda awoke slowly, feeling cold. She reached over for Cosmo, but he must've gone to take care of the kids. She hoped Jorgen Von Strangle wouldn't find out about them, at least until after her short vacation, or she'd have to either stay with the twins or take care of Timmy. Either task would be hard on Cosmo- he can't handle any of them without her. Hopefully Sarah could stay with Timmy … that's it! Connie could stay with the two, and if Timmy needs anything, she could just wish it for him. Maybe going away for a while might not be so bad after all …

Slowly getting up and running a brush through her hair, she began to think about what that psychiatrist had said … Cosmo couldn't possibly be any more stressful than the twins or the other kids … could he? But she loved him … she didn't seriously mind all the … slightly retarded things he did. She loved him for who he was, and he loved her back for the same reason. Well … maybe all she really needed was a break. Things would be better when she gets back … as long as Cosmo doesn't end up blowing the house, nay, the world, to pieces! She gulped at the thought.

On second thought … maybe Cosmo would finally prove himself to be the great father she claimed him to be. Maybe things would get better between them … maybe.

Cosmo didn't feel completely better after Wanda's words last night. He felt that she had just said that to cheer him up. He wanted her to say it out of complete truth. He'd have to prove himself worthy of having children … but how?

"Candy, Bean, I need you two to help me out here."

Candy looked up from her slightly-burnt scrambled eggs, "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"I need you guys to behave all day today. No coffee-binges or monkey business, got it?" he asked, giving both their noses a poke. Candy giggled and nodded, but Bean wrinkled his nose and stabbed a sausage with his fork, "Why?"

"Well … after that mess yesterday … I really wanna make it up to her."

Bean sighed, "Alright … it's a deal." He said with a long yawn.

"Cosmo?" Wanda was standing at the bottom of the stairs, and Cosmo fell out of his seat and surprise, "Honey! I … uh- I made breakfast!" he announced proudly, "And I dressed the kids … pretty cool, huh?"

She smiled; Bean's shirt was inside out, but it didn't matter. At least they weren't wearing their pants on their heads … "That's wonderful, dear … ermm …" she didn't want to make him nervous or crazy, "Can we talk?"

"Well … sure, I guess …" he said, starting to get worried.

" …. In private," she said, motioning him to come upstairs. He flinched. Uh oh … whenever she wanted to talk to him out of the young one's presence, it never could be good. He dragged his feet as he followed his wife, exchanging one last glance with his kids. Candy waved solemnly, and Bean drew his finger across his neck and crossed his eyes, sticking out his tongue. Cosmo gulped nervously.

"Listen, Cosmo … I ..." Cosmo began to shake in his shoes.

"Aw, c'mon it's not that bad …"

"Are you pregnant?" he asked. Last time she discovered she was, Cosmo got super glued to the wall upside down. Not to mention while she was in labor he received multiple death threats and got choked until the twins were born (Fairies don't need to breathe so Cosmo didn't really mind)

"No I'm not pregnant," she replied with a sigh, "Cosmo, I went to the doctor yesterday …"

"So are you pregnant?"

She groaned, "Let me finish! And I already said no I'm not." She replied firmly, "It's not that kind of a doctor; it was a psychiatrist. I spoke to her for a while because I was feeling … well, unfocused and tired. And she asked me a couple of questions, and she suggested that you were the problem."

Cosmo's worried eyes met hers, and he stared in silence.

"Cosmo …" if only she could bring herself to tell him how many times he'd call her hurtful names … but Cosmo was like a child. A big child, and telling him just might cause him to have a tantrum. Just like his troubled son.

"Grandma!" Candy greeted happily. Wanda flinched. Oh no … why now?

A sound of dropping books was heard as Candy ran to hug her Grandmother. Bean stood unmoving near the staircase with his arms folded. He glared up at his parents and stormed over to the table to finish coloring his pictures, an angry scowl across his face. It was obvious he was listening in on his parents' conversation.

To make matters worse, Colleen poofed out of thin air. She was their eldest daughter, and a fairy god parent; Kimberly's to be precise. Her long flowing magenta-hair was splattered with a substance that could be nothing but paintballs. Red, purple, and orange. The godchildren's favorite colors.

"Mom, I've dealt with them long enough and I really really REALLY need your help. Connie's gotten enticed to join them in their little paintball frenzy, and I … I just can't handle them anymore!" she shouted, more upset with her disability to control them than furious with her mother.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry hon …" she turned to Cosmo, trying to touch him on his shoulder but he shrugged her away like a child. Wanda was stressed out and at a loss for words at this point, "I'm sorry, puddin', we'll talk later," she kissed him near his mouth and before he could shove her away again she poofed off to Timmy's house.

Mama Cosma floated over to her son, Candy cradled in her arms, "What's the matter, my Cosmy lo-lo?" she asked. Candy reached out for her Dad to hold her, and he picked her up, hugging her, "Nothing." He answered, "It's just …" he sighed, and laughed falsely, "Timmy … he's been restless. We've been taking care of the twins too long, and we can't forget about him or we'll lose him forever." He rubbed noses with Candy, and looked at his mom, "I think I'll take them to the park in Fairy World for awhile- Wanda's been really stressed …"

"Oh, don't worry yourself, dear! I'll take care of the kids, you go and sort out your problems,"

Cosmo raised a brow- it wasn't everyday his mother would do something that would relieve Wanda of her troubles, "Are ya sure you can handle them?" he asked.

"Of course! I raised you, didn't I?" she asked with a laugh. "Where's Bean? He didn't say 'hi' to Grandma today,"

Bean shuffled his way out from underneath the table, his shoulders hunched, but his frown seemed to have dissipated a bit. He gave his grandmother a small grin and hugged her, and she kissed him on the cheek. She took his hand, and took Candy from her father's arms, "See you later,"

"Bye," Cosmo said, but they had already poofed off to Fairyworld.

Now he was all alone in his house …

Nothing more to do than to help Wanda with the kids … he only hoped Wanda wouldn't consider a divor … no. She wouldn't. She couldn't! Not with their four children. Surely she'd consider staying for them if not for Cosmo.

He held his wand up, and left the fishbowl and poofed into Timmy's room. They were nowhere to be found, so he poofed to Kimberly's home, and then to Sarah's. Shouting could be heard from the basement- the supposed paint ball party. He sighed as he flew downstairs to help out … to prove himself once more.

(A/N)- Yus. Cliffhanger. :P But don't worry- next chapter I'll bring in my OCs and Timmy, and you'll get a better view of Colleen and everyone else's personality. :-) I would keep going, but then I wouldn't know when to stop … okay. Reviews? I wish I had some. One will do. :-(