A/n: Thank you so much for your kind reviews! Wheeee!
To Creature of Habit: Heh, once I am "motivated" (or whatever), I write/type fast! Pretty fast! And believe me, I'm a horrible slow…typer, and my keyboard sucks. Thank you for the friendly comment! I'm happy you still like it, so far!
To Spiritual Magic: Cute, huh? Lol! And do you really think my story is suspenseful? No way! YOURS is! Teehee! Mine's mushy. Yep.
To dl-sPirit: Hey, it's definitely easier for me to type your nickname like this! It's way better! And don't your worry you felt psycho while making up your name: mine is horrible too! Call it lack of fantasy, heh…
To Reiya-chan: …well, here's the update! (giggles)
Once Anti Cosmo got downstairs, he started to look for Anti Foxy. But where the hell was she!
'Finally! I thought you might had changed your mind, and joined your wife anyway…' he suddenly heard his mistress say, from the living room. Anti Cosmo grumbled when he flew inside the room. 'Don't be so ridiculous!'
He was shocked to find his mistress in her red lingerie (gasp!), ready for…action. She grabbed his arms, pulling him very close to her body. '…well, I sure hope you want to have some fun with your girlfriend…'cause I have!' she said sugary.
Anti Cosmo nodded, but seemed to be far away. 'Oh yes, why not. As long as we do it on the couch, since I've vacuumed yesterday.'
Anti Foxy frowned. '…gosh. The excitement sure drips off you, you know. But don't you worry…I know how to handle that!'
She started to kiss him, full of desire for him and almost begging him to kiss her back just as longing. Anti Cosmo didn't really want to kiss her back and to have…a lot of fun. It was like now something was blocking him, trying to alarm him that he was doing something terribly wrong.
But no, he decided to decently answer her kisses and moves, getting her undressed. Yes, he still was a male, right! He had to get his idea of intense joy too… although one part of his body still heavily protested. Protested like:
Wrong WRONG wRONG WrOnG wRoNg
…and no, that caused a pretty disturbed feeling. But he tried to ignore it anyway while pushing his mistress softly on the sofa.
She giggled happily, and climbed on top of him. '…oh, you are going to enjoy this sooooo greatly, sweetie!' Anti Foxy sang excitedly, and started to pull on his clothes.
'…I bet I'll do.' Anti Cosmo dryly said, and sighted confused while fiddling to the lock of her bra. Why wasn't he enjoying this! ...was it a sign?...
And why were bras so irritating! Those stupid things never let go smoothly! He hated bras! They were made to annoy the humankind and fairy species and other creatures, and don't anyone try to deny that!
Finally he won it of the bra (yay! Victory!), and they wanted to continue their rendez-vous, if someone didn't come and interrupted them.
'Anti Cozzie?' It was Anti Wanda, and she carefully entered the living room, waiting for him to respond.
HOLY CRAP!
'…Anti….Anti Wanda!...' Anti Cosmo shot up immediately when he heard the voice of his wife, pushing Anti Foxy off him rapidly, '…this is not what it looks like!...seriously!...'
'AAH!' Anti Foxy cried out, pulling a pillow against her chest, 'what is she doing here! I thought you had put her to sleep!'
Anti Cosmo didn't answer. He quickly got himself dressed again, and stared nervously to his wife. Now she was going to be mad, oh yes, she sure was! She caught him in the act!'
Anti Wanda raised an eyebrow, and watched him silently…until…
'Hiya, hon! What are ya doing?'
Anti Cosmo flushed. '…um…I…now just wait, that's none of YOUR business!...besides, what are YOU doing here!'
Anti Wanda wanted to answer him, but she looked around her in confusion, and shrugged. '…I knew it just a minute ago…wait up, I'll remember it!...'
'JUST GET OUT OF HERE!' Anti Foxy yelled at her, ashamed to be naked in front of her lover's wife, '…buzz off, we've got no time for you right now, we're busy! Go away, freak!'
For the first time in her life, Anti Wanda became sad while hearing that. If Anti Cosmo shouted at her she was a freak, she could have lived with it. But now his mean mistress yelled she was a weirdo, she felt it stung.
'Now now!' Anti Cosmo glared at Anti Foxy, a bit angry, '…take it easy, this isn't the end of the world!... Don't be so mean to her, okay?' Wow! He defended his wife! First time in a row! Anti Wanda smiled thankfully at him, so he didn't feel too shocked about it. He actually felt quite good about it. Double wow!
'…have you lost anything, maybe?' Anti Cosmo asked Anti Wanda. 'Yeah! That's it! I've lost anythin'!' she tittered, and fell on her knees.
'…it's yer bobocle!...no, notocle! No no…Robocle!..or…sobocle?'
Anti Foxy stared at her, turning to Anti Cosmo. 'Can't she talk normal? And hand over my bra, if you don't mind: it's chilly here!'
Anti Cosmo grinned uneasily, quickly passing her way too big bra to her. '…here you go.'
His wife really didn't matter. At least, it looked like she didn't matter; she crawled over the floor, looking under closets and sofas and carpets… Where was it! Where was that stupid thing! She couldn't sleep without it!
'What is she looking for?' Anti Foxy grumbled, getting her clothes on again. Anti Cosmo didn't react, but suddenly started to help his wife with her quest. And yes, under his bowler, there was his monocle. The drool seemed to have dried up.
Now he dared to pick his monocle, but on the string of it. You never know, right? He held it between his thumb and forefinger, swinging it slightly. 'Is this where you've been looking for, Anti Wanda?' he asked then.
'…well, that thing isn't here!' Anti Wanda came out of the floor, throwing planks around the room everywhere before she understood the question. She stared for a while at the monocle between Anti Cosmo's fingers, before cheering: ' Yes! That's yer vovocle -happening! I was looking for it everywhere!'
She rushed towards him, grabbing the monocle out of his hands. Then she put it in her mouth, giggling relieved to have found her precious treasure back. Anti Cosmo's mistress quivered. '…ugh, she really is disgusting!'
'Anti Wanda, that thing was lying on the ground, for God's Sake! Don't suck on it, its very filthy!' Anti Cosmo commanded.
But Anti Wanda didn't even listen. '…woooh, I'm looking at the point of my nose…I'm cross-eyed! Wheeee! I'm cross-eyed! I can't see a thing! Peanut butter everywhere!'
'She is SO ignoring you…' Anti Foxy sighted, flopping down on the sofa again, '…please, chuck her into her bed! I'm getting a headache, I feel it…' She rubbed her head in pain.
Anti Cosmo nodded. Oh yes, he felt her pain. '…I'll bring her back to bed. Anti Wanda? Come on.'
Anti Wanda was sitting on the couch, her back turned to him. When she heard him calling her name, she leaned back to see him. 'Hi hon! Why are ya floating upside down?'
'…because you are leaning backwards.' Anti Cosmo sounded tired.
'Oof, my head's getting heavy!' Anti Wanda muttered, but grinned broadly at him, '…hi hon! Why are ya floating upside down?'
Anti Cosmo groaned. '…Listen, I'm fed up with waiting for you! Now hurry up, so I can put you back on your bed again! And spit out my monocle, before you'll choke in it! You can suck on it later, okay!'
'Okay!' Anti Wanda spit out the monocle, and put it in her pocket. Then she turned around, frowning, and grabbed Anti Foxy's blouse to wipe her hands off: she was covered n drool, after all.
'AAH! You cow!' Anti Cosmo's mistress drew back, gazing at the spit on her blouse bewildered, '…THAT WAS MADE OF SILK! TOTALLY SILK! YOU CAN PAY IT BACK, YOU!
As always, Anti Wanda ignored complains about her, and held out her hands towards Anti Cosmo. He sniffed shortly.
'…don't think I'm going to dive into your arms, Anti Wanda.'
She blinked with her eyes. '…what? No no, just pull me outta the couch, silly!'
'…pull you out of the couch. Alright then…'
He sighted, and took her hands in his. Then he tugged her out of the sofa easily, but a bit too harsh, because she crashed into him and started laughing.
'That was fun! Do it again! Again!' she warbled, playfully yanking on his sleeves. He smiled a bit. She sure was amusing!... and annoying, naturally.
'Enough laughter for now, Anti Wanda. I'll bring you back to bed, right?...Come on…' He grabbed her hand, and softly tugged her after him. 'I'LL BE SO DELIGHTED ONCE YOU'VE DITCHED HER!' his mistress yelled at them, before he disappeared.
Wow. That was really mean. That was the first time Anti Wanda had really heard Anti Foxy wanted to get rid of her. But hey, she was a rattlebrain! An airhead! She didn't hear it anyway, Ant Cosmo, so don't worry about her feelings.
While he was dashing through the landing with his wife behind him, he took a deep breath. '…I'm sorry…I'm sorry you had to see that, Anti Wanda…'
'See what?' Anti Wanda frowned curiously. Anti Cosmo quit running like a madman, and looked at her. '…well…let me put it this way… I'm sorry I was…being busy with Anti Foxy. I wish you hadn't seen that.'
Anti Wanda had to use her full brain to remember the whole happening, but she did remember. Oh yes, he was fooling around with that slut Anti Foxy. For the first time, Anti Wanda felt an unknown feeling of pure jealousy and fury towards Anti Foxy bubbling up. It felt odd…
Like who thought Anti Foxy who she was! Like she was sexy and sluttish enough to get friendly with her husband! The meanie! The selfish bitch! Anti Wanda first became really mad at Anti Foxy, while flying through the landing with Anti Cosmo, but then she realized also something else…
…it wasn't Anti Foxy's fault. Anti Cosmo was the big jerk. The one who had let her down. Who had cheated on her on their weddings day. Who had betrayed her for almost 10.000 years…
Anti Wanda bit on her lower lip since she couldn't reach the top of it. She felt she was getting a serious bellyache right now…
'…um..hey, Anti Cos?' she suddenly said, looking a bit uncomfortable to her husband, while they flew inside her room. He sighted deeply, putting her on her bed again. 'NO Anti Wanda, you're not allowed to jump out of the window, like you did last week. It took me hours to find you!'
'…that wasn't what I wanted to ask ya…' Anti Wanda mumbled softly, and started to fumble on the small wart on her little finger. Anti Cosmo was looking at her, getting a bit concerned: once Anti Wanda was fumbling on her wart, meant that she was having a problem with something.
'…well, what's the problem, then? You can tell me. I told you about mine, now it's your turn to tell me what's wrong.' Anti Cosmo carefully sat next to her.
'When are ya gonna do it?' she finally stammered, lifting her head until she had eye contact with him. He watched her painful gaze in confusion. '…when am I going to do what?'
'…ditch me!' Anti Wanda bit harder on her lower lip and fiddled even more on her wart. Anti Cosmo became red, embarrassed about Anti Foxy's remark. '…oh…I thought…you didn't hear that…'
Although Anti Wanda didn't really know what 'ditching' meant, she was sure that it wasn't something she would like. It probably was something about…leaving her, right?... chucking her out, wasn't it?
'…so…when are ya doing to do it?...' she muttered sadly.
Anti Cosmo hadn't the heart to confess that he indeed wanted to get rid of her for a long time…but now…no, now he didn't want to lose her anymore... She seemed to be so unhappy, so hurt… She didn't have a place to go, if he kicked her out! Only her weird parents and her weird sister…and no, they wouldn't be good for her, and feed her well, and smile because of her…
He slowly took her hand away from her wart. '…don't fiddle, it only gets worse then…and …I'm not going to ditch you, Anti Wanda…'
She looked up in shock. '…ya aren't?'
'…no, I won't.'
'But…why not!'
'…because you…well, I think you might…need me.' He smiled friendly at her.
Anti Wanda blushed and put her attention to the floor, chuckling shyly. '…y'know, I wanna know what ya feel when ya look at me. I once read in one of them fancy magazines that yer feelings are a biiiiig part of a relation, y'know… Not that…we're havin' a…lovin' relation, y'know…'
'I know.' Anti Cosmo nodded slowly, '…I sure know. What I feel when I look at you? Hm…'
Anti Wanda blushed even more when he was staring at her, and stuttered: '…y'know…do ya feel… like crying, or do ya become angry, or are ya getting hungry then?...'
'…I think I feel…something odd. Strange. Weird. Pretty pleasant, mind you, but…strange.' Anti Cosmo said.
'…is that a good sign?' Anti Wanda carefully asked him, watching a mosquito which was about to get killed by one of Anti Wanda's cuddle pets.
He smiled weakly. '...yes, it's a good sign.' Then he got an idea, and he managed to get his wife's attention.. '…Anti Wanda, may I ask you something?'
'Sure!' she grinned, totally happy again, and smashed the mosquito against the wall: 'HAH! Gotcha!'
Anti Cosmo hesitated a bit, but he told her about his plan anyway. '…I…well…what do you say to…join me on a short holiday? Just for a weekend? I mean, I'm as rich as Bill Gates, I can afford it…'
'Holiday? Ya mean…vacation?' Anti Wanda's eyes got huge, and she didn't seem to get it, '…ya mean…you and me…just the two of us?...'
'That's what I meant, yes…' Anti Cosmo seriously said, '…just you and me. What do you say about it?'
Anti Wanda shyly drew closer to him, and hugged him tightly. '…oh, I say I do! I do I do I do! …it's even better than a brand-new episode of The Smurfs!...'
Anti Cosmo immediately became red, and first wanted to shove his wife away (she cuddled him! She FREAKING cuddled him! AAH!), but…decided to let her hug him. She wanted to show him her gratitude, right? And besides, it had been a long time ago, getting hugged so pleasantly…
A/n: Phew! Well, another chapter! Teehee! Lol! Roflol! Whatever!