Amethyst Ice

Ch.5-Cosmo Is First

Cosmo is Sanderson's first target...what is he going to do?

Wishfixers...

He stopped in front of the office door, looking at the solid gold nameplate that rested a few feet in front of him. Sanderson, Head Pixie. He then reached slowly and knocked on the door.

"...Come in." A cold voice said. A familiar anti-fairy walked into the office and stopped in front of the desk.

"Fucking bastard." He greeted. Sanderson slowly turned around, smiling as a fire roared in the fireplace behind him, giving off a demonic aura about him.

"Ah...Anti Cosmo...I didn't expect you to come into my office so early." Sanderson murmured as he propped his shoes upon the ebony desk. Anti-Cosmo noted that he wasn't wearing a gray suit anymore, but an expensive black business suit and a crimson red tie. It suited his personality and desires to instill misery in every low-life on the planet. Considering the window shades looked like it hadn't been opened in a while, everything else was kept in tip-top shape.

"I''m guessing you didn't like the fruit basket I sent you?" He asked. Anti-Cosmo didn't look happy at all as he reached across the desk and grabbed the pixie by his shirt collar.

"Cut the crap, Sanderson...you know what I'm here for." He growled. Sanderson shrugged.

"Nope, can't say I have a clue." He replied.

"Apparently you're not doing your job as 'marriage counselor', because Cosmo and Wanda are still with each other." Anti-Cosmo said. Sanderson snorted and pried off his fingers off the shirt.

"...It takes time..."

"I don't have that kind of time!" Anti-Cosmo gritted his teeth as he flopped down in a sable crimson chair in front of the desk. A dark smile crept across the pixie's face as he decided to take advantage of this moment.

"I know that its frustrating, but trust me, it will be worth the wait. Once I seize the right moment, Timmy's corpse will be left to the birds, Wanda will be falling for you, Fairy World will be under my rule, and Cosmo will be at my feet, begging for mercy that will never come." Anti-Cosmo started to look interested.

"But you do realize that my services don't come cheap..." Sanderson whispered, pinging up behind Anti-Cosmo and started to slowly stroke his thigh.

"...If you know what I mean." Anti-Cosmo growled pleasurably in his throat as Sanderson lifted his chin and kissed his lips gently.

"You selfish fiend." He said, pulling his lips away from the dark prince's.

"Am I?" Sanderson asked, dipping his head low and nibbling at Anti-Cosmo's skin with his teeth.

"A spoiled brat." Anti-Cosmo said, letting out a small sigh as he found his fingers ruffling ebony spikes.

"All right...I'll put it on a tab...but you will eventually have to pay it off." Sanderson said, reaching down and groping Anti-Cosmo a bit before letting him off.

"I will."

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Cosmo glanced around before he spotted Club Ice, the hottest dance and bar club known in the magical universe. Like Fairy World Magical Springs And Spa, you needed to be one of the beautiful people, and also a reservation. He had neither of those, but he didn't care. There was something about Sanderson that Cosmo had a bad feeling about. He needed to find out what it was, even if he had to spy on him to do it. If his thoughts were wrong, then he had no choice but to leave him alone.

'But if I'm right...' Cosmo's thoughts were interrrupted when was at the entrance before he knew it.

"Name?" The bouncer asked, looking through the list.

"Cosmo Cosma." He answered.

"Sorry, there's no reservation under the name Cosmo." The bouncer said.

"But I need to get in there! It's very important!" Cosmo said urgently.

"So do these other people!" The bouncer grunted, pointing at the line behind him.

"If you're not registered, scram!" Cosmo was suddenly picked up by the scruff of his neck, and was going to be thrown into the street until Sanderson came along.

"Cosmo! Fancy meeting you here. Don't have a reservation?" He asked.

"Uh...not really." Cosmo said sheepishly.

(...There's something familiar about him...) The voice whispered to Sanderson.

'Of course...he's my first target...'

"Tell you what, tonight's on me. I'll show you how it feels to be one of the beautiful people." Sanderson grinned before turned to the bouncer.

"He's with me."

"And who are you to tell me who's who?" The bouncer asked, cracking his knuckles. Sanderson smirked, stepping into the streetlight.

"Edward Sanderson, the new Head Pixie." He said smoothly.

"Oh, Mr. Sanderson! I didn't know it was you! Of course, go on ahead!" The bouncer said, letting the two young men in. Cosmo had to admit he was impressed by the way Sanderson threw his name around and got whatever he wanted. As they entered, techno music blasted through the speakers, and strobe lights flashed everywhere. There were a ton of people on the dance floor, and other people at the bar.

"Hi, Eddie!" A fairy girl giggled as she passed them by.

"Hey Tiff. Two flowerbell nectars on the rocks." Sanderson said as she stuck a piece of paper in his blazer pocket. Cosmo blinked as more girls greeted and flirted with the pixie. When they got to a table, he already recieved twelve phone numbers.

"Popular with the ladies, I'm guessing?" Cosmo asked absently as he found himself checking out a good-looking blue-haired fairy sitting with her friend and talking. Sanderson picked up his glass that the fairy waitress put down and shrugged.

"Not really...those whores only want me for my money and power. Though I wouldn't mind picking up some random chick and taking her home with me." He said, taking a drink of nectar.

"I bet you would want to do that if you weren't tied down to Wanda." Cosmo stared into his glass before he looked up.

"N...no. I wouldn't cheat on Wanda like that." He said, sipping a bit at his alcohol.

"Bullshit." Sanderson smiled ferally as he took another drink.

"You were checking out that girl behind you." The above mentioned girl turned around and fluttered her eyelashes at Cosmo. He swallowed, and meekly waved back.

"Change of subject, how come you never wear your wedding ring?" Sanderson asked. Cosmo turned around and glared at the pixie.

"What are you trying to say?" He demanded.

"Marriage going awry?"

"Of course not!" Cosmo found himself saying angrily. Sanderson ignored the fairy, waving his empty glass in the air.

"More nectar please."

"Are you even listening!" The green-haired fairy asked.

"I'm not saying you're not faithful, but your eyes are starting to stray from what matters. Your love and relationship with Wanda."

"What!" Cosmo snarled, downing the glass in one gulp. Sanderson smirked mentally as their glasses was filled by Tiff.

('He's believing every word you say. What a fool.)

"Cosmo...think about it. You flirt with other women, and you mentally abuse, if not physically. Hell, if I were her I'd divorce you a long time ago." Sanderson answered.

"How would you know?" Cosmo asked coldly.

"Wanda told me."

(Of course, she hasn't told us yet...but why wait when we can rile him up now?) Cosmo gritted his teeth but didn't say anything. Sanderson licked a drop of nectar off his lips.

"...So is it true?" The green-haired was in a rut and he struggled to come up with an answer to satisfy both of them. He couldn't. That would mean revealing deep secrets that he wouldn't even tell Wanda.

"Fuck...I don't need this." Cosmo muttered as he slammed his glass down and got up from his chair. Sanderson watched Cosmo walk away before he coolly put down his drink and followed him...