HEY SORRY FOR THE WAIT, FORGIVE ME! AND HERE IS THE STORY!

She was completely alone.

Utterly alone, like most princesses' in every fairytale, she supposed, and every villain, but people never really hear the princess's perspective, or the villain, mainly the prince's. She remembered telling her mother about this problem and got the reply, "Aw, sweet cheeks, don't you over think this, it's just a fairytale, after all- it ain't real." and she also recalled that sigh her mother gave, one that seemed so filled with burdens that it wanted to take them all away, and make the world a carefree sort of place, full of joy and good things, instead of the way her mother lived then. She always heard that sigh, with almost every grown up she met, and she had slowly began to hear it with herself to, especially after her mother died.

She decided that sighs weren't important though, what was important was how she going to eat, the last thing she had was breakfast yesterday morning and she was, to put it plainly starving, she made another decision that she would have to do what she and her mother used to do, when they didn't have a single cent- scavenge, or as mother had once called it, "Food huntin' " that meant finding every trash can possible, and grab the food laying there, weather it was above the rim or not.

She reached the door, and went out, looking for a trashcan.

Luckily, she found a dumpster, behind an old Chinese restaurant that had finally closed down because the owner was tired of the robberies and the depressing scenery, and decided that he would move his business to Dimmesdale. He took everything, she only found old newspapers and empty cans, she didn't care about the rotting smell, or if she was getting dirty or anything like that- she had only one single care in the world right now, food. Even if it was half eaten, she just needed one tiny little morsel, one tiny piece of food, she would be happy and not exactly full- but content for the rest of the day.

"Child, whatever in the world are you doing?" It was Cosmo! She stood up, some scraps of trash in her hair, a banana peel, some old newspaper and a bottle cap, " I'm food huntin' Cosmo!" she replied, " My mommy and I always used to do this, well not in a dumpster, but in a trashcan! and we'd find lots of things!" He raised an eyebrow, and asked; "Have you found anything?" she shook her head, " No, we used to find all kinds of things.." she sighed,"... I've only found banana peels, I would eat them but- they're rotten."

He had first looked in the old apartment, he didn't find the little girl from yesterday.

So he flew at a bird's eye view, and finally found her behind an old Chinese restaurant- what was that term people used? Ah yes, dumpster diving!- she was dumpster diving! Not even his child did that! So, he flew down quietly, and asked, in the nicest way an anti-fairy could ask; "Child, whatever in the world are you doing?" she stood up, and proceeded to explain that she was "food huntin' " in a way that reminded him of his dear wife, Anti-Wanda, and that thought led to how unfair it was that anti-fairies couldn't have their own names, and he was glad he named his son Foop, instead of the ridiculous name of "Anti-Poof".

"Have you found anything?" she said no, and how her and her mother used to find all kinds of things, and how she had only found banana peels too rotten to eat.

"Ah" was all he could mutter.

"I really didn't plan this out.." she said. "...I thought that for once things would work out.." he looked up at her,

"What would work out?" he already knew what of course but he couldn't help but ask the question for some reason, it was almost as if some other instinctual part of him- deep, deep inside him mind you- wanted to comfort the child, a sort of instinct that all living creatures, well most of them anyway, have. The sort of instinct that makes you want to comfort your little brother or sister- even the little boy next door you hated so much- and that was the instinct he was having right now, at this very moment, as soon as he started asking the question it came up, and bubbled to the surface.

"I thought running away would work.. but it never does! I never get to be like that girl from that movie who gets adopted because some one actually cared!"

And now he felt it, the instinct that every single Anti-fairy must hide for all of their lives, and never let it surface never let it show a single point of weakness- of being a coward. Whose fault was it, really? Whose? And ignoring the answer, pushing the fear away he walked over and hugged the poor thing, and she cried, he sobs echoing in the empty alley away, as it started to rain once again.

and with an "foop" they disappeared.

I DID IT I DID IT!

Okay guys, to tell you the truth I was stuck and I mean STUCK in this chapter. Especially during the whole "Anti-Cosmo" thing-I even stalled for weeks- until I see this dear old document which I tilted "r4" and wondering what it was and remembering! And then I was stuck for a little while, a little tiny teeny while until BANG BOOM BAOOM I GOT AN IDEA! I had it! I got it! I got it, and soon did this chapter! Finished it, completed it! WHOPPEE WHOPPE! I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT MY DEAR DEAR READERS!

And about the whole instinct thing, I feel bad for the Anti-fairies, I do. Why? You ask, well if you think about it, they really never get a chance to be good or to be their own fairy! They don't get to choose their path, they are just born bad. And then you're all like; "You don't feel bad for the fairies then?"

Well, I do! But not as much! Okay, the same now that I think about it, but I feel bad for the Anti-fairies more, because they are just- how would I say this? Ah! They are just counterparts of the fairies and never even get their own names! I mean come on, just adding the word "anti" doesn't count! The only exception to this, as far as I know is Foop. SO YEAH. That's why I wanted Anti-Cosmo to have this unexpected good side, along with all the other anti-fairies, and also I believe that the fairies also have a bad side they don't tend to show. (EXAMPLE: JORGEN VON STRANGLE, that dude has control issues, and now that I think about it I feel bad for him- but ANYWAY.) So I hope to reveal more of Anti-Cosmo's good side, cause I am one of those people who believes that everyone is good or misunderstood. SO yeah, it's all good in the neighborhood! Yo! Anyway, if you read this, thank you! And please do review, I hope to post the next chapter soon! TOODLES!