Wanda impatiently tapped her finger on her thigh. It was Tuesday. And Cosmo's mother had refused to leave, afraid that as soon as she left Cosmo and Poof, Wanda would beat them.

Needless to say, Wanda was not happy to have to deal with Mama Cosma for over 24 hours.

It was a living hell.

The pretty pink fairy glanced over from the couch she was sitting on at her baby boy, who was currently with the horrific woman. Mama Cosma was pretty blind to see that Poof did not like her. Everytime she went to hug or kiss the purple-haired child, he would freak out. A little whimper would escape his lips and he would run over to Cosmo, who was nearest, in fear. But Cosmo, being the idiot he was, wouldn't get the obvious hint and gave him back to his awful mother, saying, "He's a little shy, Mama."

Wanda's neon pink eyes narrowed. The woman was currently styling Poof's hair, trying to put it in a way too formal fashion. She yanked his soft locks back with the brush, trying to flatten that one swirl he got from Wanda. She could see tears pricking at Poof's eyes with each pull.

Shy? He was not shy. He was terrified.

Wanda would be terrified of her, too. If she didn't hate her so much. Mama Cosma was just an old, strict, rude hag. And Wanda was fed up with it.

Mama Cosma yanked one more time, Poof letting out a cry.

That was the last straw.

Wanda jolted up, ready to pounce at the woman. But instead, with extremely forced calmness, she said, "I just realized that we're out of milk. I need to go out to get some. And Poof should go with me."

Mama Cosma stopped brushing the baby's hair to look up at her, "What? Ugh, Wanda, when are you going to understand? We're fairies, so we can just poof some up." She turned to Cosmo. "See this is why you should divorce her, she isn't very bright."

Wanda gritted her teeth. "I mean, I need to get more lipstick and a new curler."

"You can have an extra one of mine. It's a nicer shade of pink than what you wear, anyway."

"I mean I have to take Poof out to shop for clothes!" Wanda practically yelled.

"Oh, let me come along, I saw this adorable little-"

"No!" Wanda hissed. "Stay with your precious Cosmo. Discuss how much better he can do." Before waiting for a reply, she walked over, lightly took her son's hand and hauled him along. "C'mon, Poof."

Whatever the old hag was about to say was cut off by Wanda walking out the door and slamming it behind them.

Wanda floated on the porch for a minute. Huffing, she blew a stray culr out of her face. Who did that woman think she was? Noone treated and scared her baby like that. Not even if it was the queen of England. Not even if it was Jorgan himself.

Regaining her composure, she kneeled in the air, so she was face to face with Poof.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" she said, wiping away his little tears.

Poof did a little pout and nodded. He then hovered closer to his mother and hugged her. Sighing lightly, Wanda hugged back.

"I love you, mommy," he whispered. Any normal fairy's ears would've missed it, because his face was buried in Wanda's shoulder and the fabric of her shirt muffled his voice, but she didn't. All the bad kids and parenting and somtimes Cosmo's mumbling over the years has given her excellent hearing.

Wanda hugged him a lightly tighter. "I love you, too, sweetie."

Pulling away slowly, she reached up and ruffled Poof's now ridiculous looking hair, making it go back to normal. His swirl popped up back to it's regular state. Poof smiled as Wanda stood back up. She picked up her baby, making him giggle.

Wanda started floating away from the house, to downtown Fairy World. She didn't really have to shop for clothes, but spending a day with her son couldn't hurt.

Poof looked at Wanda, his big, lavender eyes curious. "Mommy, why does that lady come over?"

"Who?" Wanda blinked. "Your grandma?" Poof nodded. "Because she wants to see you and you father."

"Not you?"

"No, honey."

"Why not?"

"She doesn't like me very much."

"I don't like her. She scares me, mommy."

"I know, sweetheart. But your father's too dumb to realize that," she sighed. "Anyway, lets just enjoy today, okay?"

Poof nodded and smiled as they entered the large city.

The two spent a few hours of their day, just wandering around, looking. Poof tried on many outfits, all of which Wanda thought they were adorable. So they walked out with a few outfits and a pair of new shoes. Poof pretty much squealed when they saw puppies in the window of the next store. So, they went in to look at all the animals. Wanda almost laughed when she saw a white, male dog barking at a hissing, tan, female cat. Poof stared at them, curiously, pointing when the two animals finally calmed down and sat next to each other, seemingly calm.*

After observing the exotic birds and iguanas, they two walked out, spotting an ice cream vender wheeling his way by. Wanda caught his attention and bought her and her baby some ice cream. Poof was having a vanilla cone while Wanda was having a chocolate shake. Wanda adored chocolate.

Wanda was just floating along, enjoying her milkshake, when she looked down at her son. She let out a little laugh as she saw her baby lick the thing at an strange angle. He had vanilla ice cream all over his face. Wanda kneeled down, waving her hand and making a damp washcloth appear in it.

"Here, Poof, lemme clean you up, honey," she then started to wipe Poof's face. While she worked, the purple eyed boy let his tounge slip out and attempted to lick the ice cream off his nose. Wanda laughed.

"Ah, well if it isn't the beautiful Wanda and her son."

The pink fairy's hand froze as she tensed up. She hadn't heard that voice since the Olympics. Slowly standing up, she turned, pushing a few pink curls behind her ear. "Juandissimo?"

Sure enough, a tall, muscular, hispanic man stood behind her. A smile crossed his beautiful face and his purple eyes shown with that same sexiness that he always posessed. He lightly took Wanda's hand and kissed it, smirking, "The one and only."

Frowning, Wanda yanked her hand back. Glancing at her son, she was releaved to find that Poof was too busy trying to lick the ice cream off to notice the man. She leaned toward the man, her voice a harsh whisper. "What are you doing here?"

The man shrugged. "I have just come to visit while Remy is in school. That's all."

"Oh," Wanda muttered, leaning back and folding her arms. "Remy. Right. You're still with him."

"Yes," Juan said. "I am still with him an we are very happy." A smile toyed on his lips. "Do you miss it?"

"Miss what?" Wanda said, focusing on anything but him.

"Being with a godchild, of course."

Wanda bit her lip. "Yes, I miss it." Wanda dropped her arms. "I... I miss it a lot." She didn't really miss being a godparent in general, she just missed Timmy. His strange sense of humor, his crazy wishes, his love of pink. Wanda missed him so much.

"You know," Juandissimo started, floating around her. This made her a bit nervous, so she hesitantly took a sip of her shake. "You could come with me. Help me with Remy." He nodded his head towards Poof. "You and the child, both. You could leave that idiot of a husband and stay with me." He reached up and played with Wanda's swirl.

Wanda's eyes widened as she spit out her drink, making Poof jump and look at her in shock. She then stared at Juan like he had just grown two heads. Did he just ask her to do what she thought he did? Disgusted, the pink fairy reached up and smacked his hand away from her. She then floated back, giving them plenty of space.

"What is wrong with you?" she hissed. "I'm married to Cosmo, you know I love him!"

"But what I don't know is why," he frowned and hovered toward her, but she recoiled back. "What do you see in him that you do not see in me?"

"Well for one thing, he's not an arrogant, self-centered ass like you!" Wanda growled. Usually, she watched her language in front of Poof, but she was too fed up at the moment. "And second, Cosmo loves me for me, not just for what I look like."

"So do I," Juandissimo said, sternly. "Tell me, Wanda, when was the last time he took you out to a nice dinner or told you you were beautiful or-"

"Enough," Wanda yelled. "I'm tired of you, Juandissimo. This conversation is over!" Taking her startled son's hand, she started to speed off. "We're leaving."

"Wanda, wait!" Before she could get too far, Juan sped after the, grabbing Wanda's wrist to hault her. "I need to discuss something else with you.

Wanda laughed bitterly. "What could you possibly need to discuss?"

He said the one thing that he knew would get her full attention, "It's about Timmy."

Wanda's face softened. But it didn't last long. Her features sterned up and she pulled her hand out of the muscular fairy's grasp. "A-anything related to Timmy doesn't concern me anymore."

"Okay, it is more about the antifairies and Timmy," he frowned. "Timmy is turning thriteen this Friday, correct?"

Wanda's mouth fell open and she dropped her shake. How had she forgotten. She felt awful. Then, she gulped. Thirteen. No, No, No.

Wanda licked her lips and nodded slowly. "That would be correct."

"You know as well as I do that the antifaires favor the number thirteen," he said, quite serious. "They could do anything they damn well please if anythings related to that number, it's in the rules. Wanda, I'm going to AntiFairy World tonight and I need you to come with me. I would ask Remy, but it is too dangerous. I need your help, Wanda."

Wanda shook her head. "I can't. I-we.. we can't. We'll get in trouble. If anyone caught us, we'd be dead. We'd be in their territory, it'd be their call!"

"Then we won't get caught. We have to see what the antifairies are up to, what they are planning for such an occasion. Wanda, please."

Wanda glanced at her son, who was staring at them, curiously. For a moment, she picture him as his antiform, mustache, batwings, blue skin and all. She imagined getting attacked by that horrid form, or worse AntiCosmo. How could she fight someone off who looked like her love?

How could she fight anything that looked like anyone she loved?

She shivered and looked back at the muscular fairy.

"Meet me here in two hours. Exactly." She then turned and led Poof away, not looking back.

Juandissimo blew her a kiss. "Until then, my love!"

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The anticipation~

It's killing you, right?

Hahaha. Just kidding.

*Ever seen T.U.F.F. Puppy? I just wanted to throw that in there. It's Dudley and Kitty. c:

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