Nyahhh! I'm super, super sorry for not updating sooner! I've been having major writer's block for this one, but I'm still working on it! Hope you guys can forgive me. And to sum it up, the bad man, is not an original character of mine. He's actually a character from the show, but that's all I'm saying! Keep the reviews coming, guys!!
6.
Timmy stared with wide eyes as he entered his room to find his godfather dancing with Anti-Wanda. "Uh, Cosmo?" He blinked a few times, closing his door and walking over to his bed. He waited for an answer, anything, but he got nothing but a loud "Whoop!" from Anti-Wanda. "COSMO!!"
Both Cosmo and Anti-Wanda looked startled for a few minutes and turned to face the confused ten-year old. "Timmy!! When did you get here?" Cosmo smiled sheepishly, hiding a small blush as he glanced over at Anti-Wanda who gave him a wide smile.
"Three minutes ago," Timmy frowned, looking up at him. "What's going on here? Where's Wanda?"
Blink, blink.
"Oh! She's with A-C and Angelina! Er--she was."
Timmy slapped his forehead. "Well, I need to speak with her. They've got to be in Sis's room, right?"
Anti-Wanda floated in front of the doorway, blocking his path. "Ya'll can't do that! Not yet! Anti-Cosmo hasn't given me the okay sign!!" she protested.
He stared at her, now more confused than before. Why would she allow her husband to be alone with her counterpart? And more importantly, why didn't Wanda object to any of this? He crossed his arms and sat back down on his bed in thought just as Cosmo went back to dancing to air-less music with Anti-Wanda.
Wanda sighed heavily as she poofed out of doll form to her normal fairy self; Anti-Cosmo floating beside her. "I still can't figure it out! Who in Dimmsdale would do that to an innocent girl's family?" her cheeks reddened slightly as she felt an arm wrap around her waist, pulling her close for an innocent hug.
"Don't stress over it." she blinked a few times, surprised at the calmness in Anti-Cosmo's voice.
She smiled at him. "I won't, no need to worry."
It was then Angelina rushed into the bedroom, a worried look on her face as she quickly shut the door. "Daddy A-C!!" she called out for her godfather and turned around quickly, just in enough time to meet his gaze when she spotted Wanda and nearly toppled over backwards.
Wanda blinked a few times, watching Anti-Cosmo fly down to aid her. "Are you all right, sweetheart?" She asked softly, pink eyes full of worry.
"I'm fine," Angelina muttered, brushing herself off as Anti-Cosmo helped her stand up.
"What seems to be troubling you, Angel?"
She winced slightly and glanced over at her godfather. "Mr. Dimmadome's coming to baby-sit me and Timmy tomorrow," she replied quietly.
Anti-Cosmo stared at her quietly, stealing one glance from Wanda. "Now why on earth would he do that? I would assume he has a tight schedule to keep up with."
Angelina watched her godfather's thoughtful expression. She noticed he kept stealing glances at Wanda as well, but she didn't seem to catch them as she was in her own world of thought. "I don't know. But what if that creepy man comes back?" She whispered, shuddering lightly.
Anti-Cosmo brought his godchild into a comforting hug. "We stopped him last time before he had the chance to hurt you and we'll stop him again. We won't allow anyone to hurt you, Angel." She snuggled into her godfather's arms, feeling safe. Anti-Cosmo smiled at this and patted her back gently.
She lifted her head to look at him, her voice close to a whisper as she asked, "Where's Mama A-W, Daddy?"
He blinked twice and smiled sheepishly. "Erm, she's keeping a certain someone busy right now. Don't worry, she'll be back shortly, dear," He hugged her once before letting her go.
She watched him float back up to Wanda, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder which caused the pink haired fairy to snap back out of her thoughts. Angelina shook her head as a small blush formed across both their cheeks. "Timmy, Angelina, time for bed, you two!" Mrs. Turner shouted from downstairs.
Anti-Cosmo placed a quick kiss to Wanda's cheek before he poofed into fish form and into the fishbowl. Anti-Wanda joined him moments later just as Angelina got ready for bed. Wanda stared at them for a few minutes before she poofed back to her husband in Timmy's room.
Dimmsdale Elementary
"No way!! Mr. Dimmadome's going to be at your house after school?" Chester declared, earning the group some stares at they took their seats in Crocker's class.
Angelina nodded, motioning for him to keep his voice down. "I still have a bad feeling about it, though." Chester merely smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. She glanced up at him, a confused look on her face.
"It's cool, Ange. Mr. Dimmadome is a pretty cool guy from what I've seen. And you said your parents were friends of his before. I bet you'll have lots to catch up on." Angelina winced a little bit at the mention of her parents. But the innocent smile on Chester's face calmed her nerves a little. She smiled and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.
"You're right, thanks, Chester." A blush appeared across Chester's cheeks as she hugged him tight. Timmy couldn't help but laugh at his friend's expression.
Timmy stood beside his sister as they watched their parents gather their things up. "Mom, are you sure about this?" Timmy asked, cautiously. Mr. and Mrs. Turner paused in their tracks and turned to face the kids.
"Of course we're sure, honey." Timmy frowned as his mother smiled down at him, reassuringly. He turned to see Angelina who's gaze was wide and frightfully fixated on the window. "Sis?" He nudged her a little and her body shook some from fright.
"The bad man's here...he's here, he's here..." she mumbled over and over, wrapping her arms around herself. Timmy blinked a few times, confused as he turned his gaze to the window only to find that no one was there. The two siblings jumped a little as they heard knocking on the door.
"That must be Mr. Dimmadome!" Mr. Turner declared, grabbing his wife's hand and pulling her over to the door. Mrs. Turner smiled down at Timmy and Angelina, blowing them both kisses as her husband opened the door, greeting Mr. Dimmadome.
Angelina raised her eyes to see the long time friend of her parents shaking hands with her newly adopted ones. "Not to worry, Timmy and Angie will be in safe hands. Ya'll run along now and have fun!" She winced upon hearing the nickname she despised, yet she forced a smile to her face as Mr. Dimmadome turned to face them, closing the door.
Timmy looked up at him. "Mr. Dimmadome, sir, aren't you afraid that you're putting your life in danger for coming to babysit us?" Angelina blinked a few times, surprised to find that her brother had asked that question.
Mr. Dimmadome looked startled as well. "Now, lookie here, Son. I'm certain that I'm safe for the time being. I haven't had a stalker in a few days time now. He or she wouldn't dream of bursting into your parents house without me knowing it!" He smiled and kneeled down to face the slightly frightened girl. "Ya don't have to worry, Angie. Everything will be fine." He pulled her into a reassuring hug.
Despite the calmness in Mr. Dimmadome's actions, Angelina couldn't help but worry still.
TBC!!.