Authors Note- Look up 'prompt' in the dictionary, and you'll see a picture of me; Wanda Wish. Okay, so maybe if you looked up 'erratic' you'd find my picture, but that's not really the point.
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Timmy walked into his room after school one afternoon, with Big Daddy and Cosmo disguised as books and tucked under his arm. Timmy had taken two steps through his door when he stopped dead. There, on his bed, grinning at him, was…
"Wanda!" yelled Cosmo, poofing into his normal form and throwing himself at her.
"Hello Cosmo," she laughed as he covered her with kisses. "I'm glad to see you too. I hope you stayed out of trouble!"
"I sure did Wanda!" he answered with a grin, holding her tightly.
Timmy joined their hug quickly, and hugged them both. "Hiya sport!" Wanda said happily, hugging him back.
"If you're home, does that mean you're, uhm, back to normal?" asked Timmy tentatively.
"Yep!" said Wanda, laughing. "I'm me again!"
"But where did you go?" asked Cosmo. "We were so worried about you."
"I didn't want to make you worry, and I didn't want to go," explained Wanda."But when I saw you passed out on the floor, Cosmo, I was terrified to think of what I could have done. Especially since I said I hated you just that day. It let me think rationally, and I decided I should leave."
"But Wanda, where did you go?" Cosmo asked again.
"I went and stayed with Blonda, of course," said Wanda matter-of-factly.
"But why?" asked Timmy, confused. "You hate Blonda."
"Exactly!" said Wanda. "It meant I could yell at her all I liked and it wouldn't matter. Besides, she's about the only fairy in Fairy World who could be more dramatic than I was. Oh, don't look sorry for me Timmy, it was great! We hadn't bonded like that in years! I'd accidentally leave my zappy on her mantelpiece, then she'd accidentally put it in the bin, then I'd accidentally set fire to her curtains, then she'd accidentally bring home her new boyfriend Juandissimo, then I'd accidentally put dirt in their dinner, then she'd accidentally poke me in the eye, then I'd accidentally mess up her hair then hide her wand so she couldn't fix it… ah, good times, good times…" Wanda looked wistful for a moment, but then came back to the present. "Then yesterday, I woke up and I didn't feel like yelling at Blonda anymore than I usually do. I was going to stay for another week just to be sure, but I didn't want to be away from you guys any longer."
"We're glad to have you back Wanda," said Big Daddy with a loving smile.
"So what did you guys do while I was gone?" she asked happily.
"I god parented again!" said Cosmo proudly. "Big Daddy helped me a bit."
"That's great sweetie!" said Wanda, smiling at him. "I'm so glad you two are getting along now."
"Yeah! And Timmy's the head of his own kid mafia!"
"What!" exclaimed Wanda. "But how could Timmy…Daddy!" She fixed her father with a firm glare.
"Don't be too hard on him, Wanda," said Timmy, jumping to his mentors defence. "It's just a hobby, you know."
"No Timmy, it's not," said Wanda, turning her glare on him. "A hobby is stamp collecting or bird watching. It is not running a mafia in the school playground!"
Before their argument could go any further, it was interrupted by a loud authoritative poof.
"Big Daddy," said a loud, stern voice. The smoke from the impressive entrance cleared, and Jorgen von Strangle could be seen glaring at the fairies in front of him.
"What," said Big Daddy, sounding almost bored. Jorgen may have been the toughest fairy in the universe, but there was power, and then there was power.
"It is time for you to go," he answered. "If you want to, that is." He gave Big Daddy a timid smile.
"And what if I don't want to go?" said Big Daddy, folding his arms.
"Then I will have to do this," threatened Jorgen, and, powering up his wand, blasted Cosmo.
"Hey, what was that for!" whined Cosmo, smouldering slightly. "Why did you blast me?"
"Because I cannot blast her," he said, pointing at Wanda. "She is pregnant. And I can not blast him," he pointed to Timmy, "because he is human."
"Then why couldn't you blast Big Daddy?" asked Cosmo.
"Do you know what he could do to me if I did?" Jorgen shook his head in wonder that Cosmo couldn't have figured that out. He turned to Big Daddy. "So are you coming or not?"
"Why do you have to go at all?" Timmy asked Big Daddy.
"Because he is only your temp," explained Jorgen in his normal, loud intimidating voice before Big Daddy had a chance to. "Now both of your fairy god parents are back, he must go. Or else!" He powered up his wand and pointed it at Cosmo.
"Please just leave," whimpered Cosmo, hiding behind Wanda.
"Alright, alright, I'm going," said Big Daddy, "even though I'd love to stay and watch Cosmo get blasted. I have been here for longer than I expected anyway. I've got to get back to Garbage Incorporated; who knows what's been happening while I've been gone."
Wanda flew over to Big Daddy. "I'll miss having you around Daddy," she said as she hugged him tightly. "Despite everything."
"I'll miss being around. But don't worry, I'll be back in a few months." He let go of Wanda and ruffled Timmy's hair. "Look after yourself kid," he said paternally. "And give up the mafia game, hey? It's always best to quit when you're ahead."
"Yeah, I guess," said Timmy moodily. "Sanchez was starting to take over anyway."
"That's my boy," said Big Daddy with a smile. He then ruffled Cosmo's hair (a little more roughly than he needed to), gave Wanda one last hug, and with a nod to Jorgen, they both poofed out of Timmy's room.
"Gee, I'm going to miss him," said Timmy sadly.
"I bet you are," said Wanda, suddenly stern. "Teaching you how to run a crime syndicate, I don't know what he was thinking." She turned to Cosmo. "And I don't suppose you thought to stop it, did you?"
"They said it was educational!" he said defensively.
Wanda closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. "I did not come home to start yelling again. So I'm not angry at you Timmy."
"Wow, you aren't?" asked Timmy in amazement.
"No. But you do have to do what Daddy said and close your operations down."
"I already said I was going to, didn't I?" he said defensively. "Except the comic book racket."
"No Timmy. All of it means all of it."
Timmy looked like he wanted to argue, but sighed instead. "Okay Wanda. I'll go in tomorrow and tell the boys…I mean, Chester and AJ, that I'm closing down."
"Good!" said Wanda with a satisfied smile.
"Well, now that that's sorted out, what do you guys want to do?" asked Timmy.
Cosmo looked at Wanda and said "Timmy, have you ever heard of a game we fairies like to call 'Monopoly'?"
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Later that night, Cosmo and Wanda were lying in bed.
"It feels like we haven't slept in the same bed together for months," commented Cosmo.
'That's because we haven't slept in the same bed together for months," said Wanda.
"Oh yeah," said Cosmo with realisation. "I missed that. Promise that you won't leave again?"
"I promise. Promise that you won't leave again?"
"Cross my heart and hope to cry," promised Cosmo.
Wanda looked sentimentally around the room. "We've had some fun times in here, haven't we," she said dreamily.
"Have we?" asked Cosmo, not remembering anything.
"Well sure!" exclaimed Wanda. "Remember that time we made the mattress extra springy and had that bouncing competition? You jumped so high you hit your head on the ceiling."
"Oh yeah, I remember that!" said Cosmo, rubbing the back of his head as he remembered how much it had hurt. "Hey, do you remember that time we had that wrestling match and I accidentally bent your wing? You couldn't fly straight for a week after that! You kept on crashing into stuff!"
"Yes, I remember that," said Wanda darkly as she watched Cosmo roll around on the bed laughing. "It wasn't that funny."
"Sorry," apologised Cosmo, struggling to stop himself laughing.
"That's okay sweetie," she said, hugging him. "I'm just glad to be home. And I had so much fun playing Monopoly with you and Timmy."
"Yeah," agreed Cosmo. "But it would have been better if you hadn't set fire to the board."
"Hey, I already said I was sorry!" protested Wanda. "And it wouldn't have happened if Timmy had just given me his stupid Get Out Of Jail Free card…"
"Wanda, you're being scary again," said Cosmo timidly, pulling the bed sheets up for protection.
"Sorry Cosmo," said Wanda, pulling his hands down and smiling apologetically at him. "I guess I'll still be a little moody some of the time."
This reminded Cosmo of something he'd been meaning to ask her, but until that moment had forgotten all about.
"Wanda, can I talk to you?" he asked.
"Well sure sweetie," she answered, surprised by his seriousness. "What do you want to talk about?"
"You," he answered.
"Me? What about me?"
"You being pregnant. I want to know how you feel. How it makes you feel. When you're sick, when you're moody, when the baby moves inside you…I want to know everything."
Wanda gaped at him for a moment, then grinned widely. This was exactly what she'd been dreaming of since the moment she told Cosmo she was pregnant.
She folded her hands behind her head and sighed contentedly. "Cosmo, I am glad you asked."
Hours later, Wanda was still talking.
"…and when the baby kicks against my stomach, it makes me feel even sicker, especially after I've eaten chocolate-covered cheese, you see Cosmo? Cosmo?"
She looked at him and realised he'd fallen asleep with his head on her shoulder. Wanda gave a gentle smile; he'd wanted so badly to stay awake and listen to her. She checked the time and was surprised to find it was two o'clock in the morning. Wanda gently lay Cosmo down on the bed and lay down next to him. She gently stroked his cheek; it had been so long since she'd been able to see him asleep. Cosmo stirred and she stopped, giving him a small kiss instead. "Goodnight Cosmo," she whispered before turning out the light.
Authors Note 2- Happy New Year everyone! And here's to me having this story finished by the end of it! That was a joke. It'll be finished long before then, hopefully by Easter. New Years Resolution definitely to update this more often.
And since the last time I updated, I've seen Channel Chasers, Jimmy Timmy Power Hour, and School's Out, all of which I'd never seen before, so yay me!
