|Speculation of Love
Author: Fairly Odd New Yorker PM
Wanda discovers the cause of all her stress is not her children but Cosmo. A short term vacation away from him takes longer, and it causes them to wonder if their marriage was a mistake or not. R&R CH 5 UP!Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,943 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 09-18-05 - Published: 06-23-05 - id: 2452111
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Speculation of Love
By Fairly Odd New Yorker
Summary- Wanda discovers the cause of all her stress is not her children but Cosmo. A short-term vacation away from him takes longer, and it causes them to wonder if their marriage was a mistake or not.
(A/N) -I've finally re-created my FOP chars into an all-new story! For my past reviewers, Sarah and Timmy will still be in it, as well as Connie and Colleen, and these are the twins renamed- String Bean and Cotton Candy. Betcha can't guess who named them two ;) Enjoy! Chapter 2 will be up ASAP.
Cosmo's face shot up from the table top, "I'm up! I'm up!" he turned towards the sound, and as his eyes came into focus on his four-year old girl. An overturned bowl of cereal served as a hat, and lucky charms were all over her swirly pink pigtails.
"Ugh …" he groaned deeply, running a hand through his hair just to feel several remnants of cereal fall out.
"Bean did it," she said accusingly.
"Where is he? … Where's your mom?"
Connie came down the stairs, "Mom's with Timmy and Sarah. I've got a test to take …" she seemed really focused this morning- any other morning if not awakened she'd sleep in. She rushed over to her dad and sister, giving each of them a kiss on the cheek, despite the mess. She was just about to leave when her only brother, String Bean, rushed over to her, covered in clean toilet paper, "Connie!" he held his arms out for a hug. She shook her head with a smile, embraced him, and poofed off to Fairy World.
"Bean!" Cotton Candy shouted as she uneasily tried to get off the pile of phonebooks she used to reach the table. Cosmo grabbed her, "Oh, no you don't," he scolded, "As much as this looks good in my hair, your mommy won't be too happy," he said with a grin. Bean scurried under the table and out of sight. Cosmo sighed- he'd deal with him later …
It was Cosmo's finest hour. Or … probably more than one hour. This was his chance to show Wanda that he could accomplish things and take care of the twins without her help. Though … he really couldn't help just being himself while doing it.
"AH! Oh my! Get back, evil soap!" he cried.
Candy sat in the sink covered in soap suds, laughing and splashing her rubber monkey on the water, causing it to splash across the counter. Bean ran around his father's legs , eyes big and his hands grasped lovingly around a cup of hot coffee.
Cosmo only noticed his son's wrong-doing when Bean tripped on his dad's foot, and fell, splashing the scalding liquid on Cosmo's leg.
"AHHHHH!" He howled in pain, and Candy pointed and laughed; she thought it was an act.
"BEAN!" the boy bounced his way up the stairs with a freshly filled cup of coffee, laughing satanically, oblivious to the trouble he caused.
The fire alarm sounded off, and Cosmo turned to see that the pizza-bites he put in the oven were burning, and smoke clouded the room.
"NOOOOO! Cheesy saucer-shaped thingies of goodness!" he scrambled to open the oven door, but it wouldn't budge. He yanked and yanked and yanked, and soon it opened, and he was flung across the room. The beeping stopped.
"Cosmo! What in Fairyworld is going on here?"
Cosmo smiled sheepishly at his swirly pink-haired wife. She glared back.
"Uh … well, you see … ummm …. I love you?"
Candy held her rubber monkey aloft, "Banana rules all," she announced, and squeaked it once.
This caused Wanda to smile, but it didn't make her forget her anger towards her husband, "Cosmo, I know I should have let you know beforehand, but I hoped you can watch the kids alone and without me for just a single day! Not even a day! 2 hours, hon …" she tried to soften her tone a bit as Cosmo looked about ready to cry.
Bean came sliding down the railing and he fell into his father's arms. Cosmo saw the coffee cup in his son's hands, and Bean held it close, "My brown stuff! Not yours! Mine! Heeeyyyy!" Wanda poofed the cup out of his hands and into her own.
"Seems your son's taken to some of your old habits …"
Cosmo raised a brow, "Ex-cuuuse me, but I wasn't the only one bouncing around the room about coffee at that time!"
"Only I'll drink coffee in this house, since I need it in the morning and I can handle it better than you can," she announced.
"Haha, yeah right, like you handled it the first time!" he retorted.
She sneered, and looked towards the twins, "Nap time, both of you,"
She dried Candy and dressed her as Cosmo took the liberty to bring Bean up to his room. After Wanda was done, she groaned exhaustedly as she grabbed a roll of paper towels and began to clean the soapy water off the counter.
"Mummy?" Candy called in a small voice from her seat at the table.
Wanda didn't look up, "What is it, hon?"
She stayed quiet for a moment, "Did you … I mean, are you angry at Daddy?"
Wanda looked over into her daughter's worried eyes, "I am, honey, but it doesn't mean I don't love him … he just really gets on my nerves sometimes."
"Like Connie's poking game?" she compared.
She smiled, "Yes, like that."
There was silence in the room for about five minutes, and just as Wanda went to pick up her daughter to bring her to bed, Candy said, "You know, the water on the counter wasn't Daddy's fault. That was Banana's and mine."
She smiled fondly, "Well, I'm glad you told the truth. Because your father would've taken the blame for you," she said, smoothing down her daughter's clean hair as she carried her up the stairs. A piece of Lucky charm cereal fell out of her bangs.
"I see you had fun today," she said, holding the marshmallow candy piece aloft.
"Daddy cleaned me up," she said brightly, "He said he wanted to make you proud …"
Her planned outburst on her husband suddenly faded. 'Maybe I should give Cosmo a chance,' she thought with a smile. There's hope for him yet …
Cosmo walked past her towards their bedroom, his eyes glued to the floor. She rolled her eyes; how could he think something as little as before would make her completely mad at him?
Bean was fast asleep under his covers, to Wanda's surprise, and she tucked Candy in and kissed her goodnight. She bent over quietly and kissed Bean on the cheek, then left the room, with only the door half closed so that the hallway light would keep them comforted due to their fear of monsters in the dark.
She opened the door to their room, and their bed was empty. She guessed he'd gone to the bathroom or something, so she crawled lazily across the covers to get to her side.
"Hi Wanda …" a gloomy voice greeted. She jumped out of her skin, and realized it was only "Cosmo!" she caught her breath, "Don't ever do that again!"
He was unaffected and remained in his fetal position on his side on the floor.
"What're you doing down there?" she asked softly, resting her head on her folded arms.
"I don't deserve to be a father." He said in a small voice. "I don't deserve to be a husband neither. I never deserved you …" he said, looking at her with teary eyes. He blinked and looked away.
Wanda sighed, "Cosmo sweetie, nothing you can do can make me stop loving you. And tonight … well, it's nowhere near as worse as the time you let my wheelchair slide down that hill after I only just got out of the hospital … or the time you set Timmy on fire by accident …" she stopped because Cosmo seemed to look more and more hurt.
"You do deserve me, and this family. You already raised two healthy girls, and they're both already godparents. Maybe we're a bit rusty since the twins were born, but we'll both get the hang of it sooner or later. You're my hero, and there's nothing you'll do bad that will keep me from wanting to stay with you forever … no matter how mad I get."
"Really?" Cosmo asked with a hint of hope in his voice, brushing away a tear.
She nodded, and added, "And if you don't get off the floor this instance I'll have to kick you out of this fishbowl."
He poofed into bed, a small smile forming on his lips. "I love you, lambchop,"
"And I love you too, airhead," she said lovingly, and kissed him on the lips.
She couldn't bring herself to tell Cosmo the news just yet … it would have to wait for tomorrow. She just hoped he'd feel much more confident about their marriage then, so that he wouldn't have a mental breakdown.
She fell asleep in his arms that night, comfortable and content in his warm embrace. She hoped never to have to leave that feeling … if only morning would never come.