FoL Ep 2:Spring Break down: Part 4: The girl I new.

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part 4: The girl I knew.


*Terence’s POV*


Timmy and me watched as AntiCosmo prepared our lunch. We had offered to help,but he turned us down. “I’m quite capable in the kitchen ,thank you.” he told us. “There’s no reason I can’t make lunch on my own.” “Except the fact the you have a broken arm.” I think to myself. A fact he waved off as a mere technicality when Timmy pointed it out. I let a sigh escape me. “ Still can’t believe his cooking for us” Timmy whispers to me. “I know,My mind is still blown.”

I look down at the photograph in my hand. He let us hold it as long as we promised to be careful with it. The girl in the picture was siting next to Anti-Cosmo “This girl is my sister.”I think to myself.  She was cute,but she wasn’t a anti-fairy. She was some kind of cat girl. Her fur was a deep, almost void black. Darker then the darkness even. Her hair , a complete contrast of her fur, was almost hauntingly white. Her wing reminded me of a gothic butterfly, mostly black with bright Pink and purple pattern.

The odd thing about this picture was father himself. he looked like he was still a kid. But, he said she was his daughter,didn’t he? “I thought she was my sister.”I mutter absentmindedly “She is.” I jump at the sound of father’s voice. I turn to him as he place my lunch in front me. he pauses, I look at him puzzled.“Terence?you can eat,yes?” he asks looking at my food then me. I look at the food. It smelled delicious. “I have no idea.” I tell him honestly. “I’ve never tried to eat before.”

“To tell the truth My body is becoming more and more solid”I inform him “I have no idea why.” Father smile,it’s almost knowing. “Well then take a bite.”  He urges me. I pick up my fork. “So far so good.” I think to myself, a little surprised I can hold it at all. I take a bite of food.
I can actually eat it. “I can eat it.” I say profoundly surprised. “And it actually tastes good.” “what really?” Timmy ask before taking a bite of his own food. “wow,it IS good.”  

“Your confidence in me is heartwarming?” Fathers says a bit peeved. we look at him blushing. “It’s not like that.”I begin.  “We just can’t imagine you doing a lot of cooking.” Timmy finishes. Father just rolls his eyes at us and takes a seat. “ Oh really boys.” He sighs “You really think I’d make Anti-Wanda do all the cooking?” “uhh”we begin looking nervously at each other “Actually, We expected you to have servant’s.” I say poking at my food. “Yeah, Like a private chef or something.”Timmy adds. “You are the supreme AntiFairy after all.” We explain in unison.

Father just laughs and,pours himself a cup of tea. “It’s true I’m the supreme antifairy and I do have servants.”He says adding sugar to his tea. “But I’d never let any of them cook for me.” “Why not?”Timmy asks before me. Father let’s out a sad sigh. “Because as the supreme anti-fairy I’m the most hated anti-fairy by default.” He explains “It’d be too easy for someone to sneak something in my food. Or worse Anti-Wanda or Foop’s” “Why would you be hated most just for being the leader.”I wonder out loud. Father shrugs. “I’m an anti-fairy. Anti’s are hated just for being born.” He says like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Our very existence is seen as a curse on the magic realm.As their leader I bare the brunt of that hatred.”I fell anger boil in me. I know timmy felt the same. How can he say that,and so casually in fact. “That’s bullshit!!” Timmy and I shout,standing up. Father jumps almost falling out his seat.

*End of Terence’s POV*

*Anti-Cosmo’s POV*

I nearly jump out my skin when they unexpectedly, jump up shouting. What on earth have gotten into those two. I steady myself in my chair. “Boys, language!” I reprimand them “And sit down and eat.” They do as told. I breath out a sigh. That little stunt almost gave me a heart-Attack. “Now,what got you so angry.” I ask perplexed. They look at my as though I’ve grown a second head. “Are you kidding?How can we not get mad?” Timmy snaps out. “You just told us people hated you for being a anti-fairy.” "Heck just for being Alive." Terrence adds.He pauses he eye’s glaze over with horror. TImothy's eyes darken with rage. They both look down, visibly shaking .

 “Timothy?”I call to him first before turning to Terence. He Suddenly looked just as angry. My word,What has gotten into then. I heard of teenage angst,but weren’t they still a bit young for that.“Is that why?” Terence says finally “Is what why?” I asked puzzled by the sudden tension. Even more so my their sudden anger. “They hurt you.”Timothy answers quietly. “Is that why the enjoyed being so cruel to you.” "Is that why they were all to happy to...kill you." Terrence add.

I bite back a host of profanity as their words sink in. I curse my ignorance. Of course they’d be angry,I just told them their father was hated for being born. Not just their father, but mother and baby brother too.Take matters worst,I now sit pretty much broken before them. Sometime I wish I wasn’t so damn blunt.I let out a sigh.  I was goin to have to fix this situation. I was honest to this point,it was pointless to start sugar coating now.They’d see right through it.  Sadly ,The truth was a bitter pill indeed.

*End Anti-Cosmo POV*

*In the executive lunch area.*

*Sanderson’s POV*

I stare at my lunch, Fillet mignon and Lobster risotto. I hate the food here. I pour myself some brandy. “You were right ,Turner.” I think to myself. “I do tend to eat this kind of fancy stuff.” Still I’d take a burger in the wood with him over this crap in a fancy dining room any day. I let out a sigh. Despite being sick,it was kinda fun.It felt nice to have him baby me like that. My mind drift to that day. To him stroking my hair, singing. The way he smiled at me. How he fretted over me. Told me how I was more important then any wish. My mind drift to him rubbing my back. The feel of his hand gently brushing my wing.  The feeling of him lying on top of me,in my arms.Wait what? I try to shake the thoughts my head.

 I take a deep slug of brandy. “Pull yourself together Thomas.”I reprimand myself.I force my thought to something more work related and less weird. Speaking of weird. I’m reminded of that odd cubicle boy. He wasn’t like the others. Thompson his name was. He didn’t dress as sharply. Instead of his hair being slicked down, it was quite messy. A untamed bang hung over his right eye. He was damn cute. But their was something else.  Something . . . I can't quite name. “why do I even remember him so well?”I asked myself. “Excuse me sir.” I heard a familiar shy voice next to me. “speaking of the devil” I say with a smile. “huh?” He asks puzzled

“Nothing.”I reply still smiling “what is it?” “oh here sir.” he says holding out a envelope. “Mr.Anderson told me to give you.” I look at the envelope in his hand. I could only imagine what that sneaky little weasel wanted. Ok granted I'm sneaky too. But I wasn't weaselly about it. I was snakish.  He probably want to nag me about the report I was supposed to give him. I blow out a annoyed sigh. "Um.Sir?" Thompson's voice pulls me from my thoughts. "What?" I asks. "i don't mean to be a bother." Thompson replies. "but can you take the envelope,My arms getting tired.  I smile at him and take the envelope. “Thank you.” I say to him and toss the letter across the room. I smile broader as his eyes follow the letter. The look of shock on his face was priceless.

“You were to send back a reply back.” He tell me nervously. “You don’t say.” I inquire pinging up another glass “Have a seat.”I love his puzzled expression.”Sir,I’m not allowed to sit in here.” He informs me. “You worry to much Thompson.” I tell in pouring brandy in his glass.
“Now have a seat. That’s a order.” He does as ordered. “Is this for me?” he ask pointing to the glass” “Yes. it is.” I reply looking at my food then him. “Have you eaten yet?” He raises a eyebrow. “No sir,not yet.” I push my plate over to him. “Wanna trade.” I ask him grinning. “Um sir. All I was going to have was a beacon cheese burger and some cheesy fries.” He says pinging up his lunch.I eye his lunch like a starving wolf. I almost start drooling. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I say pinging his lunch on a plate in front of me.He looks at the food I pushed to him then at me. “Sir,please don’t use me to test your food for poison.That’s just cold.” he sighs out “Plus I hate having my stomach pumped.”

I look at him and note his seriousness.”I’m not using you to test anything.”I assure him.”I promise.” “Then why are you being nice to me?” He asks. “Is it so weird for a executive pixie to be nice to a cubical pixie?”I ask him in return. He looks at me like I asked the most obvious question in the world. “Yes,Yes it is.”I tells me. “Hell, If a exec doesn’t push you down to kick and,or spit on you is considered damn kiaagghh.” He words is sort by his scream. He had just been shocked,though I don’t understand why.

“Are you ok?”I ask the shaking pixie. “Yes,sir”he responds “I should had known better than to curse in front of a exec.” He didn’t think I did it,did he? I don't know why, but thinking that he might bothers me. “I didn’t do it, I swear.” I stammer out  he smiles. “I know,it was the collar.” I look at him puzzled. "Cubicle pixies aren't allowed to swear in front of a higher level pixie."He explains further. I look at him then ping him into one of my shirts. “um sir?” he looks at me puzzled,noticing the change. My shirt was to big. “It’s just for right now.” I say,hoping to calm him down. “I’ll ping you back to normal after lunch.” he nods we begin eating

I watch him eat, studying his mannerisms. What was it about him? Then it hits me. “Are you gay?" I ask him curiously. He almost chokes. “S..sir, homosexuality is illegal.” He stammers out. “I know.” I say with a smile.”I won’t tell.” He shifts uneasily. I hope I didn’t offend him. Or worse made him think the only reason I was being kind was to hit on him. I mean he's cute and all. But between Havoc and TImmy,I didn't need another lover. Oh crap,did I just referred to Turner as my. . . Lover? “Yes sir,I am.” He says shyly . I shelve the thought for now.“Please don’t hate me for it.”He adds.  I'm shocked he admitted it, to me no less Then it hit me. The real reason he seemed so different. All the other cubicle pixie i've seen were distant, selfish or looked like soulless husks walking about. But not Thompson. He had a feeling if kindness about him. A strange gentle openness.

He had a Warm smile that was disarming and oddly comforting. In sort he was the kind of guy you can rely on.  And He wasn't broken, I can see it in he eyes.  Even veiled my his shades, the light of a strong will burned bright. sadly there was also pain in them. But who'd hurt such a obviously sweet ,little Pixie? I offer him a kind smile.“Yeah,me too.” I say,feeling equally shy. He looks at me shocked then turns away. “Does HP know?” he asks.I sigh “I’m not sure but I think he might.” I take a sip of brandy and so does he. I feel unusually relaxed around him for some reason.Almost like we’re old friends. Or maybe it  was just nice to have one again. We talk and eat. I learn he’s had lovers,but never a boyfriend. He still lived with his family,but he was transferring to his own place by weeks end. I tell him a had a guy I was seeing,it was nothing serious,but we did care at lot about each other. We soon move on to hobbies and the like.Before I know it our lunch break is over.

“Can I ask you something?” I ask as he gets up to leave. “Sure.” he says taking one last sip of brandy. “Does your family know?” His sip turns into a chug as he quickly downs th rest of the glass. “He looks at me with deeply sad eyes. Sadness and a bit of fear.  “They suspect,That’s already more then enough reason to them. “He says softly. Reason enough?” I echo back “Reason enough to hate me.” he explains with tears in his eyes. “To treat my like dirt .To....”his voice trails off as tears trickle down.  I look down shocked at his small shaking frame.“Eugene?” I start unsure of what to say. He jump at me calling him be his middle name.

“I..I’m s...sorry sir.”He stammers. “I didn’t mean to bother you with my problems.” He turns to flee,but I grab him, gently pulling into a hug. “Call me Eddie.” I tell him,softly stroking his hair.The young pixie dissolve into tears.My heart breaks for him.I know that no matter what class your born into, A pixie is a pixie,and pixies can’t cry. It’s physically impossible,unless that is, we’re deeply in pain or full of unbridled joy. I doubt he’s even happy. He pulls away from me. “I’m sorry Eddie.” He start but stops. “It’s cool.” I smile at him as he dries his eyes with the sleeve of my shirt. He really looked cute in my over sized shirt.I almost hate to ping him out of it.However I do,I can’t have him getting in trouble.

“Sir, the letter.” He reminds me. “Oh yes.” I sigh pinging up the letter. I open it and read. I feel my temper slip,but quickly recover. “Your his private,cubicle boy?” I ask him. “Yes.”He answers. Funny, but somehow I still trusted him. “Know any secrets? I ask him. “No,He barely looks at me let alone talk to me.” He answers. I smile, and hand him the letter I just written. “Don’t tell him about me.” I whisper .He smiles back. “Not even under the threat of death sir.” he says,smiling back. He salutes me before pining out the room. “This was the start of a beautiful friendship.”I think to myself before pinging out the room as well.

*End of Sanderson’s POV*

*At the Turner's residence*

*Anti-Cosmo’s POV*

I remove the cast from my arm and recast my wrist. “Where on earth did that boy learn to do this.? I wonder if Terence helped him."I ponder to myself. It was late,and I had dinner to prepare. I walk past the livingroom and pause.My boys were playing what seemed to be a rather violent video game. Mindlessly I take a seat on armchair near by. They seemed so happy. There weren’t so much when I told them about the real magic world.

*Flash back to lunch*

I let out a sigh. “The magic world Isn’t all rainbows and sunshine.” I begin “and fairies aren’t all loving wish grantors. The ones you saw..” I stumble to fin the right words. “Attacking you like a pack of rabid hyenas .” Timothy finished for me.” “yes,exactly.” I nod agreeing with he analogy “There what is known a brutes. Every magical race has them. There usually hired to guard prisons, hunt down escapees and keep convicts in line Out  of all the magic races brute fairies are by far the most ruthless, At least in my opinion.The real magic world is a very segregated place. That's why ever magic race has their own world. "Bt they all live in peace,right?"

I blow out a sigh."on the surface,yes it very peaceful. But that peace is a lie."I tell him. "In reality it's a forced peace at best.At worst it's all out war waiting to happen."I don't get it."Terrence remarks. "Why?" I simply shrug. I haven't a clue.." I reply."It has been that way long before I was even born."

Timothy shifts nervously in his chair. “Why are all the Anti’s locked away?” Terence asks. “Because we bring bad luck and cause chaos.” I state .They give me a curious look. “Why?” they ask. “It’s what we’re born to do.” I shrug. “We’re also locked away because we’re hateful and cruel.” “That’s not true!” They shout “I know that,and I’m pleased that you do to.” I tell them “But very few non-anti beings know the truth.” Terence hold up the picture I gave them to hold. “She didn’t believe it, did she?” He asks,knowing the answer. I smile “No, she didn’t .” “Who is she?I mean I know she’s our sister,but what’s her name?” Timothy asks “what is she?”Terence adds. “Her name is Eliza.” I inform them. “Eliza Nicole Chaos Issmade, She's a sprite child. A Netsune to be exact." They look at me strangely .

“What?” I ask “It’s just that, we just realized”Terence starts then stops,looking rather sheepish “We just realize we don’t know your full name.” Timothy finishes. They don’t do they. I only gave Timothy my first name when we met. “My full name is AntiCosmo Tiberius Havoc Ismadee.” I inform them smiling. I get a mixed reaction. Timothy beams and let's out a gleeful "woohoo.",but Terence looks some what saddened.But still manages to chuckle at his brothers antics. “what’s wrong Terence?” I ask concerned. “It’s nothing father.”He say’s smiling shyly”Just feeling a bit envious,that’s all”

“Envious?” I ask,feeling more puzzled. “Whatever for?” “Is it because,me and father shares the same middle name?”Timothy asks. Terence just nods. “We do?”I ask. I can’t help but feel happy. “Yup,we do.” He says beaming. “Your looking at Timothy Tiberius Cosma-Issmade.” We both look at him surprised. “I mean Turner.Timothy Tiberius Turner” He recovers blushing. “I like it better the other way.”I comment., causing him to blush deeper.”Lucky devil.” Terence  remarks giving Timothy a playful hit to the shoulder. “Come to think of it I don’t even have a middle name.” “How about Tyler.” I suggest “That’s Cosmo’s middle name.” “You know Cosmo’s middle name.” Timothy asks,understandable surprised.

I smile  at them.“Yes I do Timothy” I state, surprised at the sadness in my own voice. “We ...were friends a long time ago.” It hit’s sudden me. I truly missed that moron. I don’t know why,but I suddenly wish he was here. I dearly wanted to hug my little idiot. “Why did you stop?” Terence ask bringing me out my thoughts. “It was for his own good.” I tell them,still unable to shake the sadness from my voice. “He had dreams of being a god parent. I knew they would never let him if he hung around a anti..”My voice fails.”So you let him go?”Timothy asks I nod“It was one of the hardest things I had ever done.”It pained me to remember the tear in his eyes. How he begged me not to leave him.

*Flash back*

"Anti-Me,why ave you been avoiding me?" I could see the hurt in his eyes. I can hear it in his voice. I turn away from him."Because I'm beginning to hate you." I tell him. "Wha..What?"  I hurts to tell these lies,but it was for his own good. "You know our kind are born to hate one another." I tell him. "But it's not true." His insists "We proved that by being friend." I takes a deep breath. "It is true you fool." I tell him. "The more I look at you,the more it make me sick." Anti-Me..."He gasps. "Don't call me that you stupid freak." He's silent. I kills me to think so,but I hope that last comment pushed in towards hating me. At least,for his sake. "Anti-Me,that wasn't nice." He says quietly. I can tell he's crying. "It wasn't meant to be." I sneer and begin to walk away.

I fell him grab my waist coat. "Let me go,or else?" I growl. "Or else what,you'll hit me?" He asks,almost daring me to. "I don't believe it,any of it." He says. "I don't understand why your saying these things. But  know you don't mean it."  Why? why does he believe in me so strongly? I'm a antiFairy,you as fairy, should have nothing but distrust and contempt for me .I turn and slap his hand away. "Don't make me loose my temper fairy." I state, glaring at him. I look away. "Now let me be about my way." Fine,"He says. "But do just one thing first."  "What?" I ask. "If you really hate me, Then look me in the eyes and tell me." I turn and glare daggers at him. He walks over to me. "Fine. " I tell him "If you so stupid you me say it out right i will." He looks at me,peering deep into my eyes. I sneer at him. I glare into his eyes. I open my mouth and...nothing.

I try again. "I. . I Ha...I ha." Never in my life had I ever imagined three little word would be so unbearable hard to utter.  He take my hand in his."You can't say it can you?" He asks. "Please Anti-Me,let's stay friends." He eyes were pleading.  I gather my will,and every last bit of my resolve and...shove him to the ground.  "Don't touch me." I growl. He sits up shaking. " Please don't leave me,Anti-Me." He sobs. "I..I'm sorry.Whatever I did to make you so anger,I'm so SO sorry. I turn away. I can't believe he was apologizing to me. It take everything in me not to comfort him. I turn  and take flight. "ANTI-ME DON'T GO!"He scream,coming after me.

I turn and send a blast towards him. It was only meant to scare him. It hits him instead and sends him to the ground. "COSMO!" I hear Wanda shout. When I reach the ground.  She's holds a unconscious Cosmo in her arms. "Y..You stay away from us." She stammers out. The girl was shaking like a leaf,but she still held cosmo protectively in her arms. I say nothing. I just turn and fly away.

*End flashback*


 "Oh Cosmo." I think to myself. "You have no idea how I yearned to keep you near. But at least I had the solace of knowing,you weren't going to be alone. It was the only thing that made leaving you easier. Silence had fallen on us.“But you cared about each other? Timothy states,breaking the silence. “Wasn’t that..Isn’t that enough to prove Anti-Fairies aren’t all bad.” “you ever heard the phrase guilty by association?” I ask. He doesn't reply. “If a fairy befriends a anti-fairy or worse there anti-counter part. There considered tainted.”I continue “Obviously brain washed by the evil anti. Or worse they had willing given themselves to the dark side. The former get’s treatment, the latter punished, but I hear both is painful. I didn’t want him to have to endure ether.” I sigh wistfully “He probably grown to hate me any way.” Never before I felt so deeply cut by my own words.

“What if a godkid  loved a anti-fairy?” Timothy asks. I stiffen in my seat.I never thought of that.”It stand to reason,he could lose he’s godparents.”I answer truthfully. “He god parents might even be punished as well.” I start to consider leaving. I was putting them in danger. I wasn’t just a anti-fairy, I was also a fugitive. “I should leave.” I say more to myself then them. “I have to find Anti-wanda and Foop as well.” I say, again more to my self. “Don’t go.”I hear two tiny voices. “what?” I ask,absentmindedly I look up and see two upset little boys. There hands clasp together,shaking, nether looks at me. “Please don’t go father. Timothy pleads. “We...don’t want to be left alone.”Terence mutter,on the verge of tears.

That’s right, they’ve been left alone for the last three days.Hell not more then just a few hours ago,their own mother showed them How little she cared. How could I be so careless. But at the same time I can’t just leave Anti-Wanda and Foop out there. “I’ll be back.” I promise them They come over and hug me. “Promise?” They ask. I can feel them trembling. It’s painful But I hug them back,properly. “You have my word.” I vow them.  “I’ll back no later then 3:00pm,With your mother and brother in tow.” Their hold on me tightens. I can hear them crying. “My dear boys.” I think to myself. “so strong yet so fragile. Just like your mother.”

*Present time.*


“NOOOOO!!” I here my boys cry out causing me to jump.I focus my attention on them. “So close. So freaking close.” They moan. Timothy pounds the floor,while Terence shakes his fists to the heavens. “ I guess they lost.” I think to myself watching to over dramatic display. “I’m sure you’ll get it next time.” I say to them,getting up from the chair. “Yeah yeah.” they mutter back crestfallen. I walk to the kitchen. I peak out to make sure I’m not followed. The boys have already gone back to there game. I anti-poof up the cell wand Thomas had given me awhile ago. I press the auto dial and wait for him to respond. “Havoc? Where the hell have you been? I hear his irate voice on the line. “Where are you? Do you need me to come get you? “ "It’s a long story love.”I tell him “I got time.” he huffs “I don’t. I’m at Timothy’s house...” “WHAT!?” He shouts cutting me off. “Shh!” I hiss back. I look to the living room. Thankfully their to absorbed in the game to notice anything.

“He saved me from some brute fairies. I’m watching him while Cosmo and Wanda are gone.” I explain. “They let you do that?” he asks understandably shocked. “They don’t know I’m here.” He’s silent for several minutes. “I think I’ll wait for the full version later.”he says finally. ”are you ok?” “A few broken bones,but nothing serious.” I assure him. “Timothy did a good job bandaging me,believe it or not..” “I believe it.” I shocked to hear him say. “You do?” I stammer,puzzled. “Yeah, when I was sick in the woods,he wished for basic medical training to better take care of me.” He explain. “What I do find hard to believe, is that sudden display of love he’s showing.”

“Yes, I know. It makes me feel bad about going behind he’s back like this.” I whisper somewhat sad. “If it works he’ll thank you.” “Thomas says reassuringly. “Thomas my love, Failure is not an option. To many lives depends on it.” I tell him sternly “Do you have the medallion of shadows on you?” I ask. “Always.” he answers. “It’s been vibrating all day. I had to lie and say it was my pager.”“Try to locate the jewels wisdom, and the wands.”I instruct him “Is the jewel responding that strongly to him?” He asks “I wouldn’t tell you to do it other wise.”

*End of Anti-Cosmo’s POV*

*In pixie world,At Sanderson’s penthouse*

*Sanderson’s POV*

“I understand.” I say. “How’s Anti-Wanda and Foop.”I ask he falls silent. “I don’t know.” He admits, there’s almost panic in his voice. “I haven’t seen them in over two day’s. I’m going out to look for them in the morning.”  What can I do? I ask anxiously. “Find the Jewels and the Wands.” He tells me. “I’m on it” I tell him and hang up. I put the phone in my inner pocket. I take out my normal wand, I dial a number I looked up. “Hello.” I hear a weak voice on line. “Eugene? Are you ok?” I ask, panicked. I wait anxiously for him to respond. “Eddie? How’d you get my number?” I’m glade to hear his voice sounding more normal. “ I looked it up in the employee records.” I explain. “Are you okay?” I ask again. “I’m fine.” He says. I’m not convinced.

“What happened?” I ask him. He let’s out a sigh. “Let’s just say my day went to shit after lunch.” He mutters. I decide not to push  “Are you busy?” I ask him.  “Nope,I’m free.” He sighs. “And bored.” “Good.meet me at Pixie,INC.”I instruct him “Why?” He asks. “Because I’m going to embrace destiny and I want you to ride shotgun.” There silence on the line. “Do you want to come?” I ask nervously “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”He say cheerfully. I hang up. I take my photo of my little kitten out. “I can’t wait to get you back Nicky.”I think smiling at the photo. “Together we’ll turn the magic world on it’s head.Just like old times”



*End Of Sanderson’s POV*

*FairyWorld*

Wanda's POV.

"Hurry Up Cosmo." I shout "We were supposed to have left hours ago.We're the last ones here." I watched annoyed as Cosmo crawled under the bed. "I have to find Philip. I don't want to leave her here." I roll my eyes and float off. Since the lifted the magic barrier around this place,I might as we see what Timmy's doing with his parents. I poof up a magic mirror. I dart around the resort but see no sign of him. A sick feeling bubbles in the pit of my stomach . I try to wave it off surely he was with his parents. I decide to look for them. After a short search I find Mrs.Turner. I hated that woman. I know fairies aren't allowed to hate the parents of our godkids,but I did. I truly hated her,with a vengeance. I hated everything about her. The way she walked, the way she talked,even the way she breathed.

Most of all I hated the way she treated Timmy. I hated how she looked at him. She didn't treat him lovingly,or even warmly. She acted like he was a pest.Like she couldn't be bothered to care for him. It was a shame,Timmy really was a lovely boy,and a true joy to be around.That's why Me and Cosmo broke one of the biggest rule godparenting. Allowing ourselves to replace our godchilds real parents in their hearts. If caught not only would we loose Timmy,but we'll get banished to AntiFairyworld. But I don't care if I face certain death,I'm proud and overjoyed Timmy loved me enough to call me mom."Honey,we got problems."The sound of Timmy's dad barging into the room pulls me from my thought.

"What is it Honey?" Mrs.Turner ask in a sweet voice. "Why can't she act that way towards Timmy." I think darkly to myself. "I ran into Tootie." He says packing their thing. "Vickie's not home with Timmy,she's in Europe." He says panicked. Of course she was,she told them she was going before they left. Wait did he say home with Timmy? Please don't tell me they left Timmy behind." That little bastard."She huffs. "He told me he was with Vicky." My temper spike to a level I never knew it was capable of."Lier." I shout. "He probably even snuck out the car."Mr.Turners adds, locking the suits case. "Timmy wouldn't do that." I growl,shaking with anger."Why do you always think so badly of him."

"Guess we'll have to go home."Mrs.Turner says sadly. "Your damn right." I think to myself. "Guess again. I changed our reservations to the hotel's branch across town." He says. "Really?" Mr.Turner asks beaming. I'm shocked speechless. "Yup,if that little brat want to be home alone,let him." Mr.Turner says taking his wife's hand. "We'll let him starve a few day,that'll teach him. And if we leave Tootie will think we went home to him and we won't go to jail." "Oh honey you so smart , love it when you take charge."  They..Weren't going back for him. They didn't care. Their...Child was home alone,And they didn't care."You heartless BASTARDS!" I scream flinging the mirror to the wall. IT shatter on impact. I fall to my knees staring are the shards of glass.

My heart felt like the mirror. Little more then razor sharp shards,stabbing my chest. I shook  as my mind panicked. "Found her."Cosmo calls. He floats into the room, putting his coin in his pocket."She was under the bed playing with the dust..Bunnies?" His words drift when he sees me sobbing shaking on the floor. "Wanda?!? What's wrong?" He shouts rushing to my side. Lovingly he pulls me into his arms.He looks around the room till his eye falls on the mirror. "Are you sad you broke your mirror?" He asks. I shack my head no. "Cosmo I need a minute  to gather myself."I till him. Can you get poof from your mothers. I can't face her right now,and I don't want poof to see me like this." He looks at me concerned."Will you be okay by yourself?" He asks.

I kiss him sweetly. "I'll be fine." I reply." I just need a moment to calm down." He nods. "We'll you tell me why your upset when we get to cancun?"He asks. "We're not going there , we're going to the Turner's house." I correct him. Anger flashes in his otherwise gentle eyes. " I'll be right back."He says and poofs off." He didn't have to say it,for me to know he was worried about Timmy too.


End Wanda's POV


*At the Turner residency, later that night*


*Anti-Cosmo's POV

“Good night father.” Terence whispers to me. “Good night,Terence say in return. I smile as he kiss my cheek and quickly runs off. “Your not going to bed Timothy?” I ask not looking from my book. “In a minute.” he responds “I want to finish this level first.” “Very well” I say sleepily I don’t really mind. He was on vacation, he should enjoy it. “Maybe, you should go to bed.” He says suggests. “I will.” I inform him yawning. “After you do.” “Why?” he asks. I turn a page in the book. “Just in case you need something. “I reply. “oh okay.” is all he says.

I close my eyes and when I open them Timothy’s gone. I notice he laid a blanket over me. I sit up an stretch,as I do so, I notice a note by my monocle. I put my monocle on and read it

Dear father.

Don’t worry,I didn’t need anything


Love,Timmy

“That cheeky devil.”I laugh to my self. I begin to head up stair when I here something outside. I walk out to investigate. A bright light blinds me. Before I can regain my sight I’m tackled to the ground. “Anti-me,what are you doing here?” I hear a voice above me. I look up and see Cosmo, Wanda, and Jorgan floating above me. “I thought I’d stop by for a spot of tea.”I lie. “Lier,You came to take out Timmy while he’s alone and defenseless.” Wanda shouts pointing a accusing finger at me.

“He did not. You contemptible shrew.” My heart sinks at the sound of Foop’s voice. “Yeah, he probably just hidden.”I hear Anti-Wanda agree “Or maybe he did just want some tea.” “Well we have plenty of tea. In Prison!” Jorgan Booms, laughing at his own stupid joke.  Before I can utter a word I’m atomic-poofed to the prison. “It looks like Foop’s gonna have his first trip to the chamber.” Jorgan inform us laughing.“Y..You can’t.” Anti-wand shouts holding our son tightly. “He’s just a baby.” “Mother?what is this chamber he speaks of.” Foop asks,I can hear the fear in his voice.

“If it make Jorgan happy,then I don’t want to go there.”He adds clutching onto his mother. “Tough!” Jorgan booms “You’re first cube boy.” He grabs at my son. “No, Please don’t take him”Anti-wanda scream,holding onto the boy “Don’t hurt my baby.” Foop panics and starts crying. “Let me take his place.”I shout desperate to end the madness. “Let me take both there places.” I add staring down the massive fairy. Jorgan smiled. He loved it when I threw myself in the line of fire for another anti-fairy. After all why pick on a low rank anti,when you can torture the leader.He agree without hesitation. I give my monocle to Anti-Wanda. “Father?” Foop looks up at me confused.

 “It’s all right son.” I say trying to comfort him.”I’m sorry I didn’t make it to you in time.” I tell my wife kissing cheek. “It’s alright sweety. I know you tried yo best.” She sobs, pulling me into a hug.I hug her and our son until we’re forcibly ripped apart. I’m thrown hard to the ground.I look up in time to see my family dragged away. “They’ll be waiting for you in Anti-Fairy World.” Jorgan Informs me as I’m roughly grabbed by a couple of brutes. My hand and feet are shackled,And I’m put in that hideous red jumpsuit. I’m taken down a long hall way. I hear Antis ,awaiting transfer back to our world,offer words of encouragement,telling me to stay strong.I walk by upright and proud,but inside I’m shaking.

 I knew the horrors that waited me. I’d give almost anything not to have to face them.We arrive at a big black door. How I hated that door. I knew beyond it was nothing good. It opens with a ear splitting creak. I’m yanked inside. I hear it slam shut behind me. I look at the very thing that has hunted my dreams many times, THE CHAIR. I steel my nerves when I feel myself begin to shake. I profoundly hate the man who invented electric chair,I truly do. It gave the fairies a new toy to punish us with. “Changed your mind.” I hear Jorgan mock. “I could aways... “Shut up,and let get this over with.” I snap at him, cutting him off.

He pick me up and throws my into the chair. I’m quickly strapped in. My heart races. I shut my eyes as the switch is thrown. The pain is unbearable. More so then usual, I realize. My body hasn’t fully recovered from yesterday’s encounter. “Don’t scream.” I command myself. “Don’t give him the satisfaction.” “Turn it up.”I hear Jorgan say . There’s a click and the pain soars to new heights. I scream...Damn.

*End of Anti-Cosmo’s POV.*

*Pixie world, In front of Pixie inc.*

*Eugene's POV*

I stood outside of Pixie Inc. I can't believe I even came. "Embrace destiny,huh? " I think to myself." I wonder what he meant by that." I feel a and touch my shoulder. "I'M not doing anything!" I shout without thinking. I here a laugh behind me. "Chill,it's just me." I hear Eddie say. I breath a sigh of relief. "Dude, don't scare me like that." I gasp trying to catch my breath. He looks around and Unlocks the door.  We walk in. and he shuts it behind us. The sound of it closing causes me to jump again. "Your a skittish little thing. " He chuckles pulling out a necklace . I recognize the buzzing sound it made. I thought it was his pager.

"Eddie? Where are we here." I ask. "We're looking for a hidden chambers." He replies. Hidden chambers? In a office building. I nod and we head toward the basement.We walk in silence.I'm not sure of what I should say  "I know it's here somewhere." He mumbles. "Are you nuts?" I ask. He pauses and looks at me. He almost looks hurt. " Yeah, if you believe the rumors about me." He says. Sounding oddly sad. I hope I didn't hurt his feelings. We walk in silence. "There's Rumors about you?" I ask.  He just nods. "That gotta suck." I remark. He pauses and looks at me. "You never heard any of them?" He asks. I lean on a nearby wall."Nah,I don't get out much." I reply. " I'm not very social ether. " He smiles at me. I'm relieved to see it.

"There mostly about how weird and creepy I am." He says. Again sounding sad. "You don't seem creepy to me." I comment. He leans against the wall opposite of me. "So what happened today?" He asks. I'm taken aback by the sudden change of subject. "Like I said,My day went to shit." I sigh, I run my hand through my hair. "Want to talk about it?" He asks. I look at him. No one have ever shown such interest in me. Or such concern. "Naw,I'm good." I reply.He come over and lean over me. "If you do want to talk about it,or anything else." He says"I'm here for you Eugene."

I'm stunned. Why did he cared so much. Before I can ask,he grabs me and hold me close. "I think we just found the chamber." He says with a smile.I look to see a gaping whole,where the wall i was leaning in once stood.Then I noticed how close I was to him. My heart pinged madly. He slowly lets me go."Are you okay?"He asks. I nod shyly. I hear him laugh. "Your so cute when you blush like that Eugene." He says ruffling my hair. I say nothing. I just follow him inside.We follow a long corridor that lead to a large room.  Inside where five ancient Pixie wands. "Sir did you know they were here?" I asks shocked. "Yeah."He says floating over to them. I follow closely."Does HP?" I ask. "No."He says Picking one up. "Do you think he used these before?" He asks. I pick up one my self. "why not,I pretty sure he had a hand in making dirt:" I remark.  I cover my mouth. I can't believe I said that. Eddie just laughed. I laugh too.Our laughter where cut sort by the room shaking."Time to go."

He grab the remaining wands And we turn to leave. No sooner had we left the podium arrows started shooting from the walls. It took everything in us to keep them from spearing our wings.  We stop at the hallway to catch out breath. I look up and a whimper escapes me.  "what wrong."he asks. I point to the hallway.  Blades where whipping back and fourth. Fire spewed from the the ceiling. Balls shot walls as well. To top it all off, Spike shout up from the floor and into the ceiling. "What the hell is this." Eddie huffed."A video game from hell." I feel hot air on be neck. I turn to see a Huge demon dog glaring down at  us. "E..E..Eddie,I think t...t..t..the level boss f..f..found us." I Stutter out.,pulling his sleeve.  As he turns around the beast opens it's mouth and Fires out I beam of light. I barely have TIme to Push Eddie out the way. We look at the hallway then the beast. "Shit." We spit out and dash down the hall.

*End of Eugene's POV*

*Two hour later, at Sanderson’s Penthouse*
*Sanderson’s POV*

I put a blanket over the slumbering pixie. He was wearing one of my night shirts. I didn’t have the heart to send him home. He’s done so much for me. I looked at the five pixie wands in my hand. I was sure one was meant for him, one was mine, but who  was the others for. I walk to my room amazed at hold old they looked. Pixies have stopped using stick wands a long time ago. Before I was even born.I still wonder if HP ever used one. Wait,was one for..him? IT made sense, Nicky loved him. He loved her too. I put the wands in my nightstand drawer. I let out a soft yawn.

I’ll consult AC about it later.To bad we didn’t find the Gems. The medallion didn’t have enough power.Who was I kidding. We were to busy hauling ass to look for them. I lay on my stomach and carefully covers myself with a blanket. My wing are sore from flying so fast. “How did you do it Firefly.”I moan to myself. My mind drifts back to when I was a child.

*Many centuries ago.*

I lay on my stomach sobbing. The wounds on my wings won’t stop hurting. It seemed like they never would. I curse my father for clipping them. I curse my mother for helping him .I curse my uncle HP for not being there to stop them. I’ve never felt so alone. I’m not alone however. I’m reminded of that when I feel a little hand touch my head. “Don’t cry anchan.” I hear her voice next to me.” I look up at little black kitten face casting worried white eyes on me. Snowy white hair flows loose over her shoulder. I sit up and wipe my eyes. “I’m ok nicky.” I lie trying to smile. The pain won’t let me. “Poor Eddie.” she says and gives me a kiss on the cheek.  She strokes my hair. I pull her into my arm,And just cry into her.she pulls back and looks at me. "Lay down" She says. "I got a idea." I nod and lay down.She holds out her hands over me. She mutter a incantation and I feel cold mist surround my wings.

The pain lessens, but doesn’t go away. “Better?” she asks. “Great.”I lie again,but this time I’m able to smile. She kiss my forehead. “It’s so sweet of you to lie,Eddie-Sama.” She giggles I chuckle as well. “Darn it”I think to myself “She always sees through me.” I feel her snuggle under the blanket next to me. She puts it over me too.“It does feel allot better sis,”I tell her honestly. “That’s good,she says smiling. I smile too. “Do you think you can fall asleep?” She asks. I shake my head sadly. " I can't sleep knowing Uncle HP isn't here." I tell her."I miss him." “I got it." She says "I’ll sing you a lullaby.”“um...”I begin only to have her put a finger to my lips. “Shh,just listen.” I hear music pay.


Never forget who you are
Little star
Never forget how to dream
Butterfly

The gods gave a present to me
Made of flesh and bones
My life, my soul
You make my spirit whole

Never forget who you are
Little star
Shining brighter than all the stars in the sky
Never forget how to dream
Butterfly
Never forget where you come from
From love

I feel myself relax.I love it when she sang. Even though singing was forbidden.

You are a treasure to me
You are my star
You breathe new life
Into my broken heart

Never forget who you are
Little star
Never forget how to dream
Butterfly

I shift to my side,she pulls my into her embrace.I smile hugging her.

May the angels protect you
And sadness forget you
Little star

There's no reason to weep
Lay your head down to sleep
Little star

May goodness surround you
My love I have found you
Little star

Shining bright

You breathe new life
Into my broken heart

Never forget who you are
[Whispered:] Little star
Shining brighter than all the stars in the sky
Never forget how to dream
Butterfly
Flying higher than all the birds in the sky

Never forget who you are
Little star
Never forget where you come from
From loooove

Little star
Little star
[Whispered:] Little star
From looooooove
 

“Night Firefly” I yawn to her. “Nighty Night Eddie.” I hear her yawn back before drifting off the sleep.

*present day*

“You really had a sweet voice,Firefly.” I think to myself. I let out another yawn. “I can’t wait to hear it again. Even though singing is still forbidden.”I turn out my light,after I put the medallion away safely. “Night Firefly.”I whisper to no one as I drift to sleep.


***Note: the song is “Little Star,by Madonna.Slightly parodied be me”***