Authors Note: This is a story I wrote ages ago and I decided to post it, just for the hell of it. Some parts I like, some parts I want to hang my head in shame over, but I haven't really changed it that much other than refining a few of the worse grammatical issues. It has nothing to do with anything I've written or anything I will write. So enjoy, don't enjoy, review or flame, whatever takes your fancy.

Cosmo knocked timidly on Wanda's front door. He had finally managed to secure a date with the most beautiful fairy he'd ever met, and was completely nervous about it. He made a last minute attempt to neaten his hair, before the door opened. Standing in the doorway, glaring at Cosmo, was the most intimidating fairy he had ever seen.

"Hello sir, I'm…I'm here to collect Wanda," squeaked Cosmo.

The fairy glowered at him. Cosmo wanted to fly away as fast as he could, but his wings wouldn't cooperate, and instead he just hovered there stupidly.

"Oh, Cosmo, you're here," said Wanda, appearing from behind the scary figure. Cosmo gasped quietly at how pretty she looked.

"Daddy, this is Cosmo. Cosmo, this is my daddy." Cosmo smiled at him weakly, but Big Daddy looked sterner than ever. Wanda turned to her father and kissed him on the cheek.

"Bye Daddy. Don't wait up for me."

"I will wait up for you," he growled. Then he turned to Cosmo. "And you behave yourself with my daughter."

Cosmo gulped and nodded frightendly. Wanda flew out the door and held Cosmo's hand. "Bye Daddy," she said again, and headed down the path to the street, pulling Cosmo behind her.

"Goodbye sir," he squeaked over his shoulder. They heard the door close behind them, and Wanda stopped.

"I just realised I don't know where we're going," she said. "Where are we going?"

"I have a really special night planned for us tonight, Wanda!" said Cosmo chirpily. But then his grin was replaced by a more serious expression. "There was something I wanted to do first, but if you don't want to, that's okay…"

"What is it?" asked Wanda curiously.

"Would…would you like to meet my friends?" he asked hesitantly. "I've told them all about you, and they want to meet you."

"Oh Cosmo, I'd love to meet your friends!" exclaimed Wanda, smiling at him.

"You would?" said Cosmo, returning her smile. "Well then come on!" He grabbed her wrist and flew off down the street quickly. They flew like this for a few minutes before Cosmo stopped outside a house. She could hear muffled guitar sounds coming from the garage next to it.

"They're exchange students from England," explained Cosmo, turning to Wanda. "They like to hang out in the garage a lot. We call it the Shed." Then he led her around to the side and through a side-door. When Wanda floated inside, she saw three of the coolest fairies she'd ever seen. They looked to be about her and Cosmo's age, but didn't look like anyone she'd ever seen in school. For a start, they were all wearing collarless suits that gave them a refined yet oh-so-cool look. They had haircuts that looked neat but were mischievously messy, and hung in front of their eyes somewhat. One of them was slouched on an old battered lounge chair and was idly playing riffs on an acoustic guitar. Another was floating above a rickety wooden table, tuning an electric. The third seemed to be writing stuff down on a piece of paper and occasionally crossing things out. Cosmo coughed so they'd know he was there. The guitarists stopped what they were doing and looked up.

"Guys, I want you to meet someone," said Cosmo nervously. "Guys, this is Wanda. Wanda, this is the guys." Wanda smiled nervously at them. She didn't know Cosmo's friends would be like this!

"That's Jon," said Cosmo to Wanda. The fairy on the lounge raised a hand in greeting. "Over there, that's Giorge," he said, pointing to the fairy above the table. Giorge nodded his head at Wanda. "And that's Pall." (Cosmo pronounced this last name so that it rhymed with 'wall'.)

Jon put down his guitar and floated over to them. "So you're Wanda then. Cosmo's told us all about you," he said in an accent that made Wanda think 'liverpool', even though she didn't know what a liverpool was. It didn't matter though; it just made her giggle girlishly.

"Know how to play guitar, Wanda?" asked Jon. Wanda couldn't talk; she just shook her head, smiling at him. "Come on then, I'll show you." He and Wanda floated over to the battered couch.

Giorge floated over to Cosmo. "She's pretty," he said. "And she seems nice."

"Yeah," agreed Cosmo. "I like her. And I wanted her to meet you guys so you could tell me what you think."

"Well I already have," said Giorge. "And Jon seems to like her plenty enough."

It was true. They were sitting on the couch and Jon was going over the finer points of music with her.

"It's like, when you're playing the guitar, man, nothing else matters and you just, like, express your soul, man, you know what I mean?"

Wanda nodded, grinning and batting her eyelids at him. Cosmo flew over, frowning, and grabbed her hand possessively.

Pall, who had been writing the whole time, flew over and joined them as well.

"Okay, okay, what about this for a song: Can't Sell Me Love?"

"That is absolute rubbish," scoffed Jon.

"Fine then," said Pall angrily, scrunching up the paper and throwing it at Jon's head. "You think of something better!"

"I will," retorted Jon. "And did you notice we have company?"

Pall seemed to notice for the first time that Wanda and Cosmo were there.

"Oh, hey Cosmo! Who's that?"

"This is Wanda," said Cosmo proudly. "She's my, uhm…"

"I'm Cosmo's friend," Wanda finished, squeezing his hand gently. She wasn't really his girlfriend yet.

Pall slapped a hand to his forehead. "Of course! You're Wanda! The one Cosmo's been talking about!" Wanda nodded, wondering just how much Cosmo had been talking about her.

"Are you guys a band or something?" she asked to change the subject.

"Well, sort of," said Giorge, glancing at the other two. "We're more just a couple of friends who jam together."

"We try to write some songs, but sometimes we have creative differences," said Pall diplomatically.

"Right," said Wanda, eying the crumpled up bit of paper on the floor. Jon followed her gaze and laughed.

"Oh, that's nothing. We're just having a laugh. We never get into big fights."

"So do you have a name or anything?" Wanda asked.

"I said they should be called the Fab Four," said Cosmo, chipping into the conversation.

"You can see why that didn't work," said Giorge, and they all started laughing except for Cosmo who said quietly "I don't." He was glad his friends liked Wanda, but he was thinking they were getting along a bit too well.

"We should be going Wanda," he said, pulling at her sleeve and rising from the couch.

"Why?" she asked, unwilling to leave.

"Because Wanda, we still have our date, remember?" said Cosmo.

"Oh, of course!" said Wanda, getting up to float next to him. "It was nice to meet you guys," she said to Cosmo's friends as they hovered near the door.

"Yeah, you too Wanda," said Pall.

"See you around Wanda," said Jon.

"Don't do anything we wouldn't, Cosmo," warned Giorge with a grin.

Giggling, Wanda waved goodbye and left, followed closely by Cosmo. "Your friends are great Cosmo," she said as they floated down the footpath and out onto the street again. "I really like them." She could see Cosmo was pouting and looking a little sulky, so she slipped her hand in his. "But I like you better."

Cosmo cheered up immediately and started grinning again. "So, are you ready to go on with the date?" he asked.

"You bet!" she answered happily. "What are we doing?"

"Oh, you'll love it Wanda," said Cosmo confidently. "But first we need to go to the harbour."

"The harbour?" repeated Wanda. "Why there?"

Cosmo smiled mysteriously. "You'll see."

They floated down the street, hand in hand. Cosmo still felt all tingly when they did, and felt that if their date was nothing more than just holding hands and floating around, he'd be perfectly happy. It was a balmy evening with a light warm breeze, and Cosmo watched as it teasingly played with Wanda's hair. The setting sun tinged it with gold, and Cosmo was so absorbed with watching her hair that he floated straight into a lamp-post.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, holding his nose.

"Oh my gosh, Cosmo! Are you okay?" Wanda asked, concerned.

"Yeah. These things happen to me all the time." He pulled his hand away, and his nose wasn't bleeding, just stinging a bit.

"I'm fine now," he assured her, getting up again and holding her hand. It almost made him forget about the pain. "Come on, we're nearly there."

They floated on again, this time Cosmo watching where he was going. The closer they got to the harbour, the more excited Cosmo got, until Wanda was sure he'd burst with the surprise he was keeping secret.

They finally got to the harbour, and Cosmo turned to Wanda, almost shaking with excitement.

"Okay Wanda, I'm going to take you somewhere really special. And to get there, we need a submarine."

"A submarine?" Wanda repeated. "Cosmo, where are we going?"

But Cosmo just smiled cryptically and said, "You'll see when we get there."

"Well, do you have a submarine?" she asked.

"Yep!" he said happily, and proudly pointed to a submarine docked at one of the piers, that for some reason had been painted yellow.

"Where did you get it?" she asked, floating over to it and running her hand over the paintwork.

"Well, in the town where I was born, lived a man who sailed the sea. He told me of his life, but I can't remember much because I wasn't really listening. Anyway, he said I could borrow it whenever I liked. And I thought you'd like it, because it's yellow…and your dress is yellow…"

"Can we get in?" asked Wanda, starting to catch some of Cosmo's excitement. She floated in through the hatch, and was met with a phsycadellic pattern that covered the entire interior. It made her eyes swirl and her head spin.

"Trippy, man," she murmured as Cosmo slid in beside her.

"Yeah, I like the colours," said Cosmo spinning around the submarine. "And I thought you'd like it because it's swirly…and your hair's swirly…"

"Do you know how to drive it?" she asked.

"Sure," he answered. "I just push this button and it'll take us there." He pushed a big green button and the submarine submerged and sped off quickly.

"And where is it taking us?" she asked. Cosmo couldn't hold his secret any longer.

"Only to the best night-club anywhere! You'll love it there! And they've got a really great band!"

"What are they called?" asked Wanda, still staring at the walls.

"I don't know, I can never remember. Something about pepper and lonely hearts, or something."

"Sounds great," she said dreamily. "Wait, did you just say a night-club? I didn't think you were a night-club kind of person Cosmo."

"I'm not," he said. "But this is a really special place."

Wanda returned to gazing at the walls. They made her feel relaxed, and that all her problems were a distant and unimportant thing.

"Uhmm, Wanda, we're here."

"Are we, like, truly anywhere man?" she commented in a daze. Cosmo started to pull her towards the hatch. "No, I don't wanna go, I wanna stay here and watch the swirlies."

Cosmo sighed. The walls made you feel that way if you weren't used to them like he was. "Come on Wanda, come outside, the water will make you feel better."

Wanda protested, even though she was sort of weak and uncoordinated. He didn't want to hurt her, but Cosmo felt a little force might be necessary. He pushed her as hard as he could out of the hatch, and Wanda shot out to float in the cool seawater that immediately cleared her head.

"Cosmo, we're underwater," she said.

"Well, I like to be under the sea," said Cosmo meekly. Wanda read a flashing neon sign that glinted over a sandy dance floor.

"In 'The Octopus' Garden'" she read.

"Yeah, you'll like Mr Octopus… hey, there he is! Mr Octopus!" Cosmo shouted, waving to attract the attention of a large purple octopus. He floated over to them.

"Well, Cosmo, we haven't seen you here for a while!" he said cheerily. "Are the guys with you?"

"No, not tonight," said Cosmo. He blushed a little. "Mr Octopus, I'd like you to meet Wanda. Wanda, this is Mr Octopus."

Mr Octopus offered Wanda one of his tentacles for her to shake.

"Well hello there, Miss Wanda. Any friend of Cosmo's is a friend of ours."

"Is the band playing tonight?" Cosmo asked him. "I was just telling Wanda about them."

"Oh yes, the band!" Mr Octopus turned to Wanda. "They've been going in and out of style, but they're guaranteed to raise a smile," He turned back to Cosmo. "Yes, they're playing tonight, so you and your friend will have plenty of opportunity to dance. I'll leave you to it!"

Cosmo and Wanda were by themselves again. Wanda was watching tiny silver fish dart in and out of brightly coloured coral in rhythmic time with the tide and the music. It was making her feel light headed again, so she grabbed Cosmo's hand and dragged him to the dance floor which was crowded with many brightly coloured forms of sea-life.

"Come on Cosmo, let's dance."

Cosmo hesitated and shook his head. "Wanda, I can't."

"Cosmo, we can sing and dance around, because we know we can't be found."

Cosmo looked at her cheekily grinning face, tempting him towards the dance floor. Before he knew what he was doing, he was twirling with Wanda around and around, both of them laughing. It was a giddy dance of fun, and wether it lasted for minutes or hours they neither knew nor cared. Eventually they had to stop, dizzy, panting and out of breath. But every time they caught each other's eyes, they started giggling again.

They had finally calmed down and stopped laughing, until Wanda's stomach growled with hunger. They started giggling again.

"I guess I'm kind of hungry," she said.

"Well, you don't want to eat here. The foods always salty, and wet too. I keep on trying to dry it off with a fire, but I can never get it lit."

"Oh, I'm sure you'll manage it someday sweetie," said Wanda, trying not to laugh. "So where do we go?"

"Onto the next stage of the date!" said Cosmo. He held her hand and led her back to the submarine, saying their goodbyes to Mr Octopus as they went. Once they were back inside the submarine, Cosmo pushed the green button and they sped off once more. Wanda felt funny again, and floated in the middle of the sub, gazing at the walls. Once they reached land, Cosmo had to push her out of the hatch again, though it was less of a struggle than last time. When Wanda was clear of the mind-altering interior, she could see they weren't back at the Fairy World harbour. Instead, they were moored just offshore a deserted beach. Wanda looked up and saw the sky was dark, and there were thousands of stars scattered across it. The night was still warm, and they floated over the gentle waves to the beach.

A newspaper taxi appeared on the shore, waiting to take them away. Cosmo gestured for Wanda to get in, so she did. He slid in after her and they sped off.

"Where are we going, Cosmo?" she asked. It felt like it was all she was saying.

"The best restaurant I know! It's called 'Sky and Diamonds' and I'm friends with the owner, Lucy."

Wanda, still tired from their dancing, leant her head on Cosmo's shoulder. He felt a surge of excitement at this new closeness, and tried to order his shoulder to be as comfortable as possible. Soon the taxi pulled to a stop and Wanda lifted her head up to see what crazy place they were at now.

Cosmo (silently cursing the taxi for being so fast) helped Wanda to get out. He led her down to a boat on a river. Tangerine trees grew on both banks.

"This is the only way to get to 'Sky and Diamonds,'" he explained as he helped her to get into the boat. It seemed to move of its own accord and they drifted along. Cosmo tried to make his shoulder look comfortable again, but Wanda was too busy gazing with interest at her surroundings. She noticed that none of the journeys tonight seemed to be taking as long as they should, because the boat seemed to be slowing down already, and soon came to a stop.

Wanda started to climb out. Cosmo leapt up to help her, but he accidentally tripped her up and she fell face first into the riverbank. They both sighed. They knew his lucky streak of avoiding accidents was too good to last. Wanda sat up and poofed the mud off herself. She smiled encouragingly at Cosmo, who seemed a little crestfallen.

"It's okay Cosmo. I don't mind. I'm clean again, see?" He still looked a little dispirited, so Wanda floated over and gave him a big hug. He felt better immediately, and this time Wanda helped him out of the boat.

"This way," he said, leading her to the restaurant. It was like nowhere Wanda had ever seen before. All the tables were outside, spaced out on a green grassy lawn. It was softly lit by lanterns and candles that hung everywhere. Around the outside of the clearing, she could see cellophane flowers of yellow and green, towering over her head.

"Ah, hello Cosmo," said a voice behind them. Wanda dragged her eyes from the surroundings to look at the speaker. A tall fairy dressed in flowing robes floated up to them. When Wanda looked at her eyes, they reminded her of kaleidoscopes. Watching them made her feel like she was back in the yellow submarine, so she tore her eyes away.

"Hello Lucy!" said Cosmo cheerily.

"I see you've brought a special friend with you," she said.

"Yeah. Lucy, this is my friend Wanda. Wanda, this is Lucy. She owns this place."

"None of the guys with you tonight, Cosmo?" asked Lucy.

"Nope," said Cosmo, blushing. "It's just us."

"Ah, I see," said Lucy, winking at them. "Table five is free." She led them to a small table for two. "Now, what can I get for you kids?"

"What do you want, Cosmo?" asked Wanda.

"Spaghetti!" Cosmo shouted, bouncing up and down. "And then we'll have two marshmallow pies." Lucy floated away to get their orders.

Wanda looked at Cosmo. This date was so unlike anything Juandissimo would do with her. He always liked to go somewhere crowded so he could have hordes of female fairies adore him. But when she was on this date with Cosmo, it was like they were the only two fairies in the world. She smiled at him across the table, and he grinned back at her. She felt something for Cosmo she had never felt for Juandissimo; she could easily picture spending the rest of her life with him.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Lucy bringing their spaghetti. They had contests to see who could slurp theirs the fastest. Wanda had to pat Cosmo heavily on the back when he nearly choked on a piece because he was laughing so hard.

Their desserts came afterwards, delivered, oddly enough, by rocking horse people. They ate the sticky, gooey desserts, laughing at each other for how messy they were getting. Wanda had to thump Cosmo on the back again, but she didn't mind; she was getting used to having to look after him. She poofed them clean once they had finished.

"This is the most fun I've ever had," she sighed, completely content.

"It's not over yet," said Cosmo. "There's still one more thing I want to do."

He got up and pulled Wanda out of her seat as well, then floated over to Lucy.

"How much for dinner?" asked Cosmo.

"For you Cosmo? On your special night? It's on the house."

"What is?" he asked, confused.

"That means it's free," Wanda explained.

"Ohhh. Gee, thanks Lucy!" he called as they floated to the exit.

"Any time Cosmo! You kids behave yourselves now!"

Once they had gotten back to the taxi, Cosmo muttered some directions to the driver Wanda couldn't hear. He settled back in his seat as the taxi started to move.

"Where are we going now?" Wanda asked.

"You'll see when we get there," said Cosmo with a smile.

"This really is a magical mystery tour," she said teasingly. Cosmo smiled again, but remained silent.

They sat in a pleasant silence as the taxi sped along its secret route. After a while Wanda could sense they were back in the city part of Fairy World. When they eventually stopped, they both got out of the taxi and Cosmo put his hands over her eyes.

"I want it to be a surprise," he whispered, and led her slowly forwards. Wanda (hoping Cosmo wouldn't steer her into anything) sensed they were floating up a slope of some sort. When they reached the top, Cosmo turned Wanda around and let her open her eyes. She gasped at what she saw. Below her, the gentle lights of Fairy World winked cheerily at her, while the stars above gazed serenely down. At the height they were at, Wanda like she was suspended in space.

"Cosmo it's…it's beautiful," she whispered, and Cosmo grinned.

"I thought you'd like it. I haven't shown it to anyone else. It's my favourite place to come to be alone, or to think."

"To think?" Wanda repeated sceptically.

'Well, okay then, mostly just to pretend to think. I brought you here because it's pretty…and you're pretty…"

"Oh Cosmo," Wanda said, leaning over and kissing his cheek. Cosmo blushed deeply, and felt a happy tingling. He lay back on the grass, staring at the sky.

"Sometimes I come here at night to count the stars." He sensed Wanda lie down next to him. After a pause, Cosmo asked, "How many stars are there, Wanda?"

"Trillions and squillions," she answered.

"Oh. I usually lose count after four." There was another pause.

"I name them as well, after my favourite things. See that one there? That's the Pudding star. That one is the Cheese star. I called that one the Monkey star. And you see that small one there, next to those three brighter stars? I called that one the Ringo star."

"Why'd you call it that?" asked Wanda.

"I dunno. It just sounded like a cool name." He looked at the stars glittering down on them.

"Wanda?"

"Yeah?" she answered.

"You see that really bright shining star just there?"

'Mmhh," she replied drowsily.

"I think I'll call that the Wanda star."

And before you could say 'Don't you think we should get home before our parents totally bust us', they had fallen asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

Authors Note 2: This was easily my favourite chapter. Sigh. I've peaked too soon. Oh well, the next chapter isn't far away (what with already being written and all) if anybody would care to see where this story lurches to next.

P.S. Did I mention this was inspired by listening to The Beatles? No? Well, if you know anything about the band, you may have picked that up already. This may also be a good time to mention I don't own the rights to any of their songs. But if you know anything about the band, you may have picked that up already.