Amethyst Ice
Ch.16- Addiction To Pain

"See that Sanderson kid over there?" A snotty girl whispered to her friends.

"Rumor has it that he killed his parents...that's why he stays during the holidays..."

"Really?" Another student asked in awe. The now teenaged Sanderson sat in the back of the classroom, fiddling with a lighter in his hands. He ignored them, looking out the window he sat next to in the back. Years have passed, shedding his kiddy looks but still having traces of a baby face. His ebony hair grew long enough to be put in a ponytail, and his eyes still gleamed their amethyst ice. Cold and unyielding to anything around them.

"He doesn't seem too happy to see us." Traces of black eyeliner could be seen around his eyelids, but most didn't venture far enough to actually see it. Nowadays he kept to himself and made no friends, hoping that people would stay away from him. But it agitated him the way he was getting more attention than ever. Despite the fact that he was still wearing the school uniform, teachers often scolded him on wearing black all the time instead of gray. He didn't care about their empty threats to call the administrators about his anti-social behavior...in fact, he smiled at it...

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"...Good morning, Wanda..." Anti-Cosmo purred into her ear. Wanda opened her eyes, and gasped as she sat up in bed.

"Anti-Cosmo!" The anti-fairy smirked and patted her hand.

"Don't worry...I didn't do anything to if your clothes are still on...I slept on the floor." He chuckled, pointing to the pile of pillows and blankets nearby. She narrowed her eyes as she threw back the covers and got out of the bed.

"...Where are you going?" Anti-Cosmo asked as Wanda started for the door.

"I'm going home...what happened yesterday stays here." Wanda said. Anti-Cosmo quickly intercepted the pink-haired fairy, wrapping his arms around her.

"Don't leave...what I said yesterday was from the bottom of my heart. Truly you feel the same way for me?" He asked. Wanda stayed silent for the moment.

"...Let go. Cosmo and Timmy need me." She whispered.

"B...But Cosmo...he..."

"I don't care whether or not Cosmo doesn't love me anymore...I still love him deep down and Timmy still needs me...so if you truly care about me...you'd let me go." Anti-Cosmo blinked and obeyed, and poofed up a letter.

"Here," he sighed, handing her the envelope.

"At least keep this letter..." She reached out for it, but he kissed her on the lips before he pulled away and gave it to her.

"If only you knew..." He murmured sadly before he poofed away. Wanda looked confused at his words, but she quickly brushed away her guilt. Perhaps it would do her good to stay away from Anti-Cosmo from now on.

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"Oooh...my head hurts even worse..." Cosmo groaned as he poofed out of the goldfish bowl. He wished that he had some more of Sandeson's pills when he was greeted by a not so happy Timmy.

"Cosmo...where were you for the past few days?" Timmy asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean...you and Wanda disappearing for days at a time without telling me! Leaving to deal with my misery on my own! I'm surprised that you're even home!" Timmy gritted his teeth. Cosmo winced at the hint of anger in his voice, but decided to ignore him.

"I'm sorry Timmy...I swear I'll make it up to you. But for now...I gotta ice my head." Cosmo said. Timmy stared at him.

"...Where's Wanda?"

"Huh?" He asked in a confused tone.

"Where's...Wanda?" The green-haired fairy shrugged and floated towards his fishbowl.

"I dunno. Not that I care."

"You don't care! What's wrong with you!" Timmy asked in a shocked voice.

"...Did I stutter?" Cosmo answered coldly. Timmy glared at the green-haired fairy before he stopped Cosmo from floating away from him by grabbing his shirt.

"What happened in the last few days?"

"Nothing!" Cosmo found his voice increasing in irritation.

"Well something must've happened if you don't give a damn about where Wanda is, or why you're such an asshole this early in the morning!" Timmy shouted at him.

"...Oh yeah? Well I'm getting sick of being yelled at by you when you still have not one fucking clue that we got lives other than granting every wish of yours, you selfish, ungrateful, spoiled little brat!" Cosmo yelled. His eyes immediately got wide as he realized what he said as he watched his words sting his godchild terribly. Timmy turned away as he slowly sat on his bed.

"T...Timmy?" Cosmo asked. He reached out and laid a hand on his shoulder. Timmy slapped his hand away, glowering at him through his tears.

"G..go away."

"Timmy...I didn't mean to say that...I just..."

"Go...a...away..now." Timmy growled, trying not to bawl. Cosmo sat next to him.

"Timmy...please..."

"I SAID GO AWAY!" Timmy screamed, shoving Cosmo off the bed. His voice quivered as he stood over the fairy, pointing a finger at him. The pink-hatted boy trembled, the first time he was ever threatening his godfather since he got him. Cosmo remained stoic as he got up from the ground and brushed his clothes off.

"...Fine..." Cosmo said as he poofed away. After a while, he felt so down and miserable for no reason.

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Wanda clutched the note in her hand as she poofed away from Wishfixers, reading it silently to herself.

Dearest Wanda,
I know that you hate me for trying to "get with you" yesterday, but you must understand that no matter how much things goes between you and Cosmo now...I will always be there for you. Sure, I may show it a bit...oddly, but with the curent situation right now, I may be your only friend you can trust. The prince of darkness lurks everywhere, and knows all. Please Wanda...for your sake and my sake...stay away from your loved ones...you'll find that you'll be much safer without them. Trust me.

Cheers,

Anti-Cosmo

P.S. I still love you even though you refuse me...

"Romance at a time like this? Who does he think he is?" Wanda started to shred the letter, but she remembered Anti-Cosmo's kiss, the warmth of his arms around her, and the way he said, 'I love you...'

"But..." She looked back at the letter and hugged it to herself.

"...It probably wouldn't be so bad..."

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"Sanderson...um..." Cosmo started as he flew into the office. It seemed that after yelling at Timmy, his headache was coming back.

"You want some more pills?" Sanderson asked, smirking. Cosmo cocked his head to the side.

"...How'd you know? ...Oh...it was the hangover, wasn't it?" Sanderson shook the small pillbox in front of Cosmo's face.

"I'll give you more to get rid of your headache, but will you not tell anyone?" He smiled as he opened it. Cosmo nodded happily and swallowed the pill.

"Ohh...I feel wierd...and kinda...sick." Cosmo said as he felt like everything was swirling around, and he might fall onto the ground. The pixie ruffled Cosmo's hair.

"You'll be fine. In fact, it'll feel like you're on top of the world!" He said, emphasizing it with a little twirl of his hand. Cosmo blinked.

"Wow...everything seems...kinda...more technicolor...but I feel great! Thanks!" He said before he flew out the window. Sanderson just smirked as he tucked in the pill box in his pocket.

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"Timmy..." Sanderson said as he once again held Timmy back after class. After the majority of the student body found the bodies of their beloved Trixie Tang and Veronica Masters, most kids hardly went to school anymore, other than the ones that were forced to go despite the bloody writings on the walls. Timmy was one of these kids. He sat in his desk obediently.

"I've noticed that you've be more depressed than usual lately...and I'm actually concerned." Sanderson said.

"Master...I'm fine." Timmy murmured, looking at his desk.

"...No, you're not...come here." Sanderson ordered, patting his leg and motioning for Timmy to sit on his lap.

"Master...I don't want to..."

"Did I ask you what you wanted? I think not." Sanderson growled gently as the boy sighed sadly and found himself straddling him. Sanderson nipped his ear with his teeth gently, with Timmy sitting still and allowing him to nibble hm like a rabbit.

"Master...I hate myself when you do that." Timmy whispered as the pixie slid his hands under his shirt and ran them all over his back. Sanderon smiled as he nuzzled his neck.

"Your misery pleases me, slave." Anti-Cosmo suddenly poofed in.

"My prince...I'm afraid to report...she got away." Anti-Cosmo said quietly.

"WHAT! THE LITTLE PINK-HAIRED BITCH ESCAPED!" Sanderson snarled, standing up and let Timmy tumble to the ground as a dark aura started forming around him. The only time that happened...was when he was extremely po'ed. Anti-Cosmo's eyes widened in fear at the sight of the angry pixie. Especially one that kills. The dark prince grabbed his collar and pulled him close until their noses touched.

"Go after her. NOW. Or I'll use your skull to drink vodka out of." He hissed. Timmy gasped as he realized who Sanderson referred to, minus the nasty name. Sanderson heard the noise, slowly turned to look at Timmy.

"So you figured out who I'm going after next, have you?" He asked. The boy shook his head, crawling backwards.

"No, I..." Sanderson kicked Timmy in the ribs with his shoe.

"Liar!" He hissed before he picked up the boy by his shirt collar. Timmy shook uncontrollably before a calm sadistic smile washed over Sanderson's face.

"But forget her...we've got an appointment with Jorgen Von Steroids..." He purred.

"Most likely the fairies that our lovestruck anti friend let go...alerted their burly leader about what's happening now. Surely they've got more brains than brawn? But, they are fairies..." Anti-Cosmo stood there, still watching the spot where they vanished.

"If only you knew, Wanda..." He murmured.