DISCLAIMER: I don't own the FOP characters! They are all Butch Hartman's creations. This story is just a fun, non-profit fanfiction by a stupid teenager with too much free time.

When Two Become One

Chapter 1 - Too Much 'Ice Cream'

[Timmy wanders into his bedroom after a hard day at school.]

Timmy: Guys, you wouldn't believe the day I've had! Crocker went crazy and -

[Timmy realises his God parents are nowhere in sight. Confused, he scratches his head.]

Timmy: Guys? That's weird. They're always here when I get home from school...

[Cosmo and Wanda poof in, both look extremely lethargic and bored.]

Timmy: Hey guys, where you been? You're normally always here when I get back from school.

Wanda: (annoyed) I'm sorry, are we supposed to do the same thing day after day? A little change never hurt anyone you know!

Timmy: Um...OK.

Wanda: I'm sorry Timmy, Cosmo and I just had a fight and I'm not myself.

Timmy: That's OK, why were you fighting?

Cosmo: It's not important.

Wanda: Well nothing ever is with you.

Cosmo: I'm gonna ignore that. Children are present.

[Timmy can tell from the looks on his God parents faces that they don't want to talk about it. He changes the subject.]

Timmy: Will you guys help me with my homework? It's a really hard geography report.

[Timmy walks over to his computer, his fairies poof over next to him simultaneously. Cosmo frowns.]

Cosmo: So you're poofing everywhere with me too?? Can't you give me some time alone! I LIKE MY COSMO TIME, LADY!

Wanda: Excuse me?! I was simply poofing over to Timmy! Don't flatter yourself, I don't follow you!

Cosmo: Yeah...Riiiiiiiight.

Wanda: If anyone does the following around here, it's you! You've been at my side for 10,000 years!

Cosmo: Nu uh! YOU'VE been at MY side!

Wanda: Oh yeah?

Timmy: HEY! GUYS! Homework here! Godchild needing attention!

Wanda: Sorry, kiddo. We shouldn't let our arguments with each other interrupt our time with you.

Cosmo: Yeah, we'll stop.

Wanda: What's the report on, anyway?

Timmy: This page here, I gotta read this paragraph on volcanoes and write a detailed report on them.

[The fairies both move to see the page, but bump heads in the process. They frown at each other.]

Wanda: Move out of my way!

Cosmo: Move outta MY way!

Wanda: Grrrrr! Why are you always THERE? All day long! I never have time to myself!

Cosmo: Spending 10,000 years with you ALWAYS in my face ain't no picnic for me, either!

Wanda: Don't hold back Cosmo, say what you really think!

Timmy: STOP FIGHTING! What is WITH you guys today?

[The fairies bow their heads in embarrassment.]

Wanda: We're sorry, Timmy. Cosmo and I have been spending a lot of time together recently, and it's kinda suffocating after a while.

Cosmo: Suffocating?? That's a breeze compared to being with Wanda 25 hours a day!

Timmy: 24.

Cosmo: What?

Timmy: There are 24 hours in a day.

Cosmo: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!

Timmy: Whoa...easy!

Cosmo: Sorry Timmy, I don't know what came over me [thinks for a second] Oh wait, yeah I do, WANDA!

Wanda: Don't blame your short temper on me!

Cosmo: I DON'T HAVE A SHORT TEMPER. My temper is long, like 12 snakes tied together, it is ANYTHING BUT SHORT!

Timmy: STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU! JUST....SHUT UP!

[The fairies are silenced. Timmy catches his breath.]

Cosmo: What's eating you?

Timmy: You guys! Stop arguing! It's so stupid; you love each other, don't you?

Cosmo and Wanda: [sheepishly] Yeah.

Timmy: Then what's with the fighting?

Wanda: Timmy...let me see...how do I put this in words for you to understand....You love ice-cream, right?

Timmy: Yeah, it's great!

Wanda: Well supposing you have ice-cream all day long, breakfast, lunch and dinner. Imagine ice cream is always with you, always by your side...what would you think of ice-cream then?

Timmy: Well I'd be a little bit sick of it.

Wanda: Exactly! But you would still love it, right?

Timmy: Yeah, of course. I just wouldn't want to eat it all the time!

Wanda: There you go!

Cosmo: (confused) Wait...I thought we were talking about me and Wanda? Where does ice-cream come into it?

Timmy: Well...have you guys ever considered having some time apart?

Wanda: Don't be silly Timmy!

Cosmo: Yeah, I love Wanda!

[Cosmo puts his arm around Wanda, who smiles at him.]

Cosmo: ....Even if she does drive me crazy, nags me all the time, never gives me any space and generally makes me wanna poke my own eyes out with shoelaces....Wait, what was my point?

[Wanda angrily pushes Cosmo off her.]

Timmy: Well...how about you just spend some time apart for a while, see what happens?

[The fairies exchange glances.]

Wanda: Time apart?

Timmy: Yeah. Why not? Absence makes the heart grow folder.

Wanda: Fonder.

Timmy: What?

Wanda: Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Timmy: That's what I said.

Wanda: Actually [sighs] - Oh nevermind.

Cosmo: See? Nagging..

Wanda: [ignoring Cosmo.] Supposing we do try this, time apart thing, what about you?

Timmy: Me?

Wanda: Yeah. Who will grant your wishes?

Timmy: Well, I'll keep one of you with me, and then you guys can swap over every hour. You can use your free hours to do whatever you want, without being suffocated by each other.

[The fairies exchange glances.]

Wanda: I suppose...

Timmy: And I'll only wish for little stuff, that doesn't require too much magic.

Wanda: Well, I'm game....Cosmo?

Cosmo: Sure. Let's go nuts!

Wanda: Will it pull us apart?

Timmy: No way! You guys really love each other! It'll probably make you realise just how much you need one another!

Cosmo: You genius, Timmy!

Wanda: [smirks] I don't think you really have the requirements to decide what genius is, Cosmo.

Cosmo: (annoyed) Can we start the separation thing now?

Timmy: OK. Cosmo, you're first alphabetically, your hour with me starts...[checks watch] NOW!

Cosmo: Woooo! The Big C! [To Wanda] And you're still here...because?

Wanda: Well, what do I do? Where do I go?

Timmy: Wherever you want!

Cosmo: Yeah! Go! Move that big butt outta here! You're cutting into my time, missy!

Wanda: [narrows her eyes at Cosmo] Fine, I'll go! I've been needing to get my hair done!

Cosmo: Yeah, we can tell.

Wanda: Grrrrr.

[Wanda poofs out, it spells "ANGRY WIFE POOF" in the smoke.]

Timmy: [looking at his book] Ah man, homework. Maybe I should have picked Wanda first!

Cosmo: Hey!

Timmy: Sorry.

Cosmo: OK..Let's get started. What's Geography mean?

Timmy: Soooo should've picked Wanda!

Cosmo: I WAS KIDDING! You never give me enough credit!

Timmy: [regretful] Oh, sorry Cosmo. You're right, that was mean.

Cosmo: Yeah! Thank-you..........So what does it mean?

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