An Entangled Life
Dear readers: Sorry for not updating since July 7, 2008. Today is February 28, 2011 and I'll be completing this story in March. Also I've updated my other FOP fic 'School Drama' and look out for a new FOP fic 'We have Changed' in mid March. Thank you for all your support.
Chapter 16: One Crazy Day
Wanda sat on the curb with Remy. It was funny how people who once hated each other could be brought together by one common bond. Both cared about Juandissimo. Wanda shifted nervously in her yellow summer dress. She had taken the form of a nine-year old and Remy told his parents that he was her mentor for an after school program. They believed him and let them hang out.
"So how's Juandissimo?" Wanda asked.
"Unbearable," Remy said, "he mopes a lot about you not being around."
"I want to be around more but..." Wanda started.
"Timmy," Remy finished.
"He takes up as much time as possible," Wanda seethed, "I know he's doing this on purpose," she said, "he thinks Cosmo and I can get back together."
"I always wondered how you married that dolt," Remy said, "you're so much smarter."
"Everybody tells me that," Wanda responded, "I guess I thought the sweet naive Cosmo would give way to a serious more responsible one," she said, "that never happened."
"Wanda?" Juandissimo asked frightening the seated two, "I apologize."
"What if someone sees you?" Remy hissed, "I wish you were a nine-year old boy," he declared.
"Wanda my love!" Juandissimo cried after obeying, "I have waited lifetimes to see you again!"
Remy and Wanda sweat dropped.
A passing couple saw the display and the man received a hit from the woman's purse.
"Why can't you be like that?" she demanded.
"I have to use my energy to pay the rent!" the man responded.
Remy and Wanda sighed.
"Juandissimo," Wanda chastised, "you can't behave like this in public."
"A dark room would be public, acting like that," Remy muttered.
Juandissimo frowned. He was just expressing his love for Wanda. With Cosmo out of the picture he had a real shot at being with her. But she always had to put him down.
"Fine," Juandissimo sulked, "hello Wanda, god child," he added.
"Hey!" Remy cried, "why am I getting the cold shoulder?"
Him? What about me? Wanda thought.
"Juandissimo..." Wanda started.
"No, you're right, I'll stay calm," Juandissimo said causing the other two sigh, "I can do it!" he shouted scaring the other two.
Remy cleared his throat. "Juandissimo, stop sulking."
Juandissimo turned on Remy, his eyes red with anger. Everyone was against him, he had enough.
"Okay, I'll stop sulking," Junadissimo said, "and while I'm at it, I won't talk either, hmph," he told them.
"That will be the day," Remy said sarcastically, "I wish for a slice of pizza, the most expensive one in the word," he knew Juandissimo always granted wishes with flourish, no way could he remain quiet.
Juandissimo just waved his wand and a pizza appeared on fine china. He then grinned superiorly.
"Fine then!" Remy cried and grabbed his pizza, "I'll leave you two to chat," he said bitingly and walked away.
After Juandissimo decides to give us both the silent treatment, Wanda thought bitterly, no wonder Timmy hates him.
Juandissimo just sat and waited. Wanda soon sighed and sat down too.
"I'm not sorry," Wanda said and started fiddling with her hair.
Juandissimo reached out and fixed it. His kind smile melted her heart. "I love you," he said.
Wanda burst into tears and hugged him tightly.
Wow, if this is how she behaves now. What will happen at our wedding? Well if we have one since she wants Timmy there. Fat chance. Juandissimo thought.
(Noon at a Simple Eatery)
Martin sat across from Crocker at a restaurant. He'd left a message with Jet that he wanted to talk. Prince overheard and called him directly since Martin allowed him to know. It was nice to have someone who knew him from before that also knew about his secret of now being really rich. Plus Prince appreciated everything that was done for him. Martin could feel himself losing that, forgetting he was once just a regular person trying to earn a wage. It was nice to be reminded.
"So your mother told you," Martin said formally,.
"You don't like me much, do you?" Crocker asked outright.
"I helped you get treatment, does it matter?" Martin countered.
"Not really," Crocker admitted, "but I am curious about you Martin, or should I say Cosmo," he added.
"Who told you...what are you talking about?" Martin caught himself.
Crocker just smiled. So Martin knew not to blab despite his lack of memory. He found that very interesting. He'd already guessed that for whatever reason Martin was being punished. Who volunteered to lose their memory and become a mere human?
"I know enough," Crocker continued, "like a certain brown haired boy suddenly has only strange pink items around when there used to be green ones too," he revealed, "but what I don't get is why that one disappeared," he said, "and there's you with the green hair, popping up with no memory, and seemingly hard to get rid of," he listed.
Martin's hands became fists under the table. Janice had told him about the rule of kids losing their fairy godparents if another human discovered them. Obviously Crocker's words were just theories if Timmy still had his fairy. But Crocker seemed very close, too close.
"So you think I am..." Martin left the last word hanging.
"A FAIRY GODPARENT!" Crocker shouted and did a spastic dance of some sort, "excuse me," he said and ran for the bathroom.
Martin watched where Crocker ran for. He then called over a waitress and asked her for their best and most calming tea they had. The waitress understood and left it on Crocker's end without a word.
"Not as strong as I used to be," Crocker said taking a seat, "tea huh, trying to calm me down?" he teased and sipped it, "hmm, tastes nice, smells like peppermint bathed in love and comfort," he observed, "garbage," he decided and dropped the cup on purpose, "oops, oh waitress," he called mockingly.
"You can't treat people like that," Martin said going red.
"Stop me, magic boy," Crocker challenged him.
Martin punched at Crocker who ducked and shoved the table into Martin's stomach. By the time a pained and winded Martin got off the floor Crocker was gone.
(3pm in Fairy World)
Mama Cosma floated around her house in a haze. Her son had been away for months now. And it would be months more before he'd come home again. It was so hard trying to go about her day. Not knowing if he was dead or alive. Well...how he was alive. Fairy World would quickly be a buzz if he died.
And not necessarily in a good way either. It seemed nearly everyone was ecstatic about Cosmo's year long absence. Things went smoother, times were safer and only Mama Cosma seemed miserable. Not even Cupid could cheer her up and he was her on and off again lover from time to time. He made hints of marriage but she found him too flamboyant to be around too long.
Wanda's dad thought he was gay. Cupid responded by turning him into a pink loveseat then fled to places unknown for a month. Mama Cosma didn't blame him on either count. Wanda's dad could be vicious.
There was a buzz at the door.
"Coming," Mama Cosma called and floated to the door.
She was surprised to see Judge Hard-On-Yee.
"Oh Judge," Mama Cosma said in surprise.
Judge Hard-On-Yee smiled sadly. "Your son's absence has really made you ill for wear."
Mama Cosma didn't bother protesting. She knew he could see through her. He was known as a very keen fairy inside and outside the courtroom. Then she noticed something. He was in his full fairy vampire form. Not holding back or hiding it like he usually would. In the past he always wore a hat and in this form also sunglasses to hide his red eyes and an overcoat to cover the rest of him.
Today his hair was openly black and unruly. He wore a red shirt, silver chain, blue pants and black laced boots. He was beyond not his usual self.
"You look..."
"I can draw back my form to how I look in court if you'd like," Judge Hard-On-Yee offered, "I know fangs and bat wings aren't very desirable in most circles."
Yet he came here like this, Mama Cosma thought, well he's come with a gift so I guess he can come in.
"It's okay," Mama Cosma said letting him in, "so Judge Hard-On-Yee, what's going on?" she asked trying to make conversation.
Judge Hard-On-Yee chuckled. "Call me Simon."
"Simon?" Mama Cosma said going red, "oh you flatter me," she said softly knowing it was rare anyone could call him that, "um, are you hungry?" she asked hurrying to the kitchen.
"I'm sorry I…" Simon started not sure how to explain regular food wasn't very delightful to eat in his full half-vampire form.
Mama Cosma flew out with a tray containing apple pies, cookies, milk and juice. She set it down gently.
"Oh, it's prepared already," Simon realized, "thank you," he said and took a bite of a cookie that currently tasted like dirt and nails as it went down, "delicious," he lied.
"Thank you," Mama Cosma said, "but I know about the vampire curse, including making most foods unpalatable," she told him, "therefore I doubt you enjoyed that in your current form."
Simon frowned. "I was just being polite, if you want me gone just say so," he stated, "I'm used to it by now, though I didn't expect such pranks from you."
Mama Cosma blanched. "That's not what I meant, I just don't understand why you're here."
"Well I was bringing over a special gift," Simon said pushing a small purple wrapped square forward, "I think it might make you feel a little less down," he added.
"Really?" Mamas Cosma asked and unwrapped it, "who's this?" she asked in confusion seeing a framed photograph of a man arranging a row of cooking awards on a shelf, "wait he has green hair…oh my sweet baby!" she cried ecstatically, "wait, he's gotten awards….no he must be cleaning those on a day job," she said.
"No, they're his," Simon said shocking her, "he's gotten a lot smarter during his time away."
Mama Cosma gave the photo a final kiss then stowed it away.
But Judge…I mean Simon could be in a lot of trouble getting this for me, Mama Cosma thought, why would…oh, well well.
"Simon," Mama Cosma said in a sing song voice, "why would go through all the trouble getting this for me?" she asked leaning close.
Simon looked away.
Wow, she's sharper than I thought, Simon realized, I was planning on saying more another time.
"Is there something you want to ask me?" Mama Cosma pressed.
Simon tugged at his collar and gulped. "Would you like to…go out with me?"
Mama Cosma chuckled. She could sniff out a crush from miles away.
"Now why should I do that in light of…you know," Mama Cosma said seriously despite feeling very flattered.
"One, I'm not looking for marriage and neither are you," Simon started, "two, I really like you," he said, "and three, I'm wiling to share you with Cupid, I've heard the rumours."
Mamas Cosma sighed. Cuipd wanted her to marry him but her desire for marriage disappeared after the loss of her only husband. Cosmo's father. But she did enjoy companionship and at times a little more than that. Cupid was very romantic and knew more than a few tricks in the bedroom. So she kept him around despite not being able to stand his flamboyant ways for very long.
"Okay, but be prepared for Cupid's pranks," Mama Cosma warned, "he plays them to all who try to be with me," she told him, "and if you've heard the rumours, they're not light," she added seriously.
"Trust me," Simon said, "I'm prepared for him, very prepared," he said and his eyes glowed as he kissed her on the cheek.
Just try and stop me pink boy, Simon thought threateningly.