A/N: This chapter was written by Wanda Wish, and she wants to apologize for the wait! But don't worry - it's well worth it :P:P
"We had a fight, Mama."
Five simple words, but they caused a large grin to spread over the face of Mama Cosma.
Five little words uttered by the fairy on her doorstep, but they were worth more to her than pure gold. "Oh, poor Cosmo. Come in and tell your Mama all about what that horrible Wanda did."
There was a time when Cosmo would have offered some kind of defence at this. She's not horrible. I love her. But now the thought didn't even enter his head. He let his mother lead him to the couch and offer him an 'I strongly dislike Wanda' cookie. As she watched Cosmo take a large bite from his biscuit, Mama Cosma asked sympathetically, "What did she do this time?"
"She broke a promise," said Cosmo with a sigh.
"Oh, Cosmo," said Mama Cosma. "I told you she was horrible. What did she break her promise about?"
"She said she'd make me her special cheese pudding, the one that's really yummy when she makes it herself. But she never did."
"It's because she's lazy, Cosmo. It's like I keep on telling you. She doesn't really care about you at all."
"Yes Mama," replied Cosmo automatically.
"If she did love you, she wouldn't want to see you so miserable. She would have made the effort to make you what you wanted, and to make you happy."
"Yeah, she would have," agreed Cosmo, taking another cookie.
"Or at least, she would have let you eat some of it."
Cosmo brought the half eaten cookie from his mouth and looked at his mother curiously. "What do you mean?"
"Well, maybe she made the pudding and ate it herself," said Mama Cosma, examining her nails.
"You mean, Wanda lied to me about not making it?"
"I'm sure she didn't Cosmo," assured Mama Cosma insincerely. "Not if she really loves you."
"But she doesn't really love me?" Cosmo looked to his mother to see if this was the right answer.
Mama Cosma looked up at Cosmo and gave a smug smile and nod. "Well look at the facts, Cosmo. Wanda had plenty of time to make that pudding for you."
"Yeah, she did. She wasn't doing anything important," said Cosmo, forgetting about the catastrophic wish he had encouraged Timmy into making.
"And we both know how much fatter Wanda is lately, don't we Cosmo?"
"Yeah, we do," he agreed, his anger rising. "It's because she eats everything nice that I want. She's selfish and mean and fat! Right?"
Mama Cosma indulged herself in a self-satisfied smile before saying, "Yes Cosmo. That's exactly right."
She watched as Cosmo bunched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. "Before you go home, Cosmo, and tell Wanda exactly how horrible she is, possibly mentioning divorce, I have cheese pudding in the oven. It's just the way you like it."
Cosmo's face changed into a joyful smile and he flew quickly into his mother's kitchen. As soon as he was gone, Mama Cosma flew over to her phone and dialled in a number she'd had memorized for just this moment.
"Hello?" said a confident, self-absorbed voice on the other end of the line.
"Juliet Mike? This is Mike Charlie."
"You know, I have a real problem with these code names," complained the voice on the phone. "Are they truly necessary? And if so, could I not have had a name that truly reflects my inner and outer-"
"Just shut up," snapped Mama Cosma. "The eagle has landed. The snake is in the grass."
There was a confused silence from the other end of the phone. "What?"
"Just get over to Wanda's house and do your thing!" shouted Mama Cosma. She quickly caught her breath as she realised how loud she had been and glanced nervously at the kitchen. Thankfully Cosmo was too involved in his pudding to pay attention to anything else, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, I see," said the phone on the voice, cocky once more. "Fear not Mama Cosma, I shall be there in a moment to claim back my love, for I, Juandiss-"
"Yes, good, just get over there!" hissed Mama Cosmo, cutting him off. "I have my sons life to save."