Chapter 2—Much to Norm's further Confusion

"Hey, Cosmo? What's up with you?" Norm asked sitting on the sink beside the cleaning fairy.

Cosmo grinned at him. "Nothing's up with me. I'm fine."

"You don't seem stupid---- I mean, normal. It's like you're different…"

"Well, I got bit of an intelligence boost after my Anti and I had that gland transplant. We ended up taking on bits of each other's personality. He got a bit of my cheery and pleasant disposition, and I got a bit of his moodiness and smarts. Make sense?" Cosmo explained, much to Norm's surprise. Cosmo had actually explained something so that it made sense. That on its own was frightening.

Norm simply nodded. "So, got any wishes?"

"I'm a fairy."

Ah. There's the remaining stupidity. "No, duh, fruit-cup. I know that. But, you have three wishes you can make for yourself. So, what's it going to be?"

Cosmo shook his head. He POOFed up a backpack and gently placed the lamp in it.

Norm raised an eyebrow. "You're stealing from Jarhead? Glad to see you're still and idiot."

"No kidding. The brains come and go. I came to visit Jorgen because Wanda and I are fighting. I just wanted someone to talk to. He wasn't home. Door was open and I came in. I found you, so now I have someone to talk to."

The genie stared at Cosmo. "So, we're leaving?"

Cosmo nodded and shouldered the bag. He raised his wand and with a POOF, he and Norm were in Timmy's bedroom. Cosmo looked around and noticed that Wanda wasn't there and Timmy was asleep. "Did Wanda leave Poof?"

"Poof?" Norm asked, looking at Cosmo curiously.

The fairy looked up at Norm. "My son. His name is Poof."

"Not a very creative name."

"Timmy named him."

"Ah. That explains it."

Cosmo smiled. Norm found that he liked Cosmo's smile. It was infectious. And this wasn't the first time Norm noticed the fairy's unintentional charms. He had noticed when Cosmo went out of his way to do anything Norm asked back when they first met. Cosmo was blissfully adorable. And Norm liked it. As quickly as he thought it, the genie denied the notion.

"Dada?" Came a young voice.