Fairly Odd Parents Porn Story: Love Doesnt Make Mistakes Chapter 1

This will be my second FOP story…I happen to think it’s alot better than my first which was a CosmoXWanda oneshot. This first chapter is just to see if anyone is interested…So ENJOY!

I had always considered myself a very strong individual; I was taught that respect for oneself and respect for others were basics in maintaining a happy and healthy life. I held my head high but never thought myself better than anyone else. I admit I was stubborn at times, but I was also patient and kind.

Lately though, I find I hold my head a little lower, that I smile a little less, and that my patience has worn thin.

“Cosmo, You Idiot!” I yell in annoyance as he knocks over the lamp in Timmy’s room demonstrating how to dance. I raise my wand to instantly repair it, and Timmy laughs as Cosmo continues to dance oblivious to my comment, or so I think..

“Come on Timmy!” Cosmo says enthusiastically. “It’s time to do the nag dance.”

I roll my eyes and then turn my head away from them, sighing I poof back into Timmy’s goldfish bowl and slip inside the castle unnoticed.

At first I simply looked the other way, there was no harm in the few and far between jokes about our marriage or even about me, or at least I had told myself,…but then those jokes became more frequent and the comments more severe.

Cosmo may not know it but he has always been my happiness, and now with every insult…with every love struck look that never comes my way…a part of me doubts if that happiness ever existed at all.

Soon it began to frustrate me and I also began to make the same mistakes…began to insult him…to loose my patience.. to roll my eyes during the times when I use to smile. It felt empty…my retaliation gained no different response from him and then it seemed as if we were in competition with each other. I’m even ashamed to admit that at times I enjoyed poofing an anvil over his head when he gave a rude comment, although that enjoyment was fleeting.

Everyday I can feel more of my happiness slipping away from me, and I struggle to maintain that sense of self worth that existed long before I and Cosmo were together. What I found however was just emptiness, and I knew that over the years I had begun to rely on Cosmo more than either of us may have realized.

I still remember the kind hearted fairy that I married …his sweet smile and simple gestures of affection…the one who told me everyday how much he loved me.

Lately it hasnt been the same.

He isnt the same.

He isnt the Cosmo who sends me love struck smiles…or unexpectedly pulls me into a affectionate hug or kiss…or calls me sweetie and honey. He still gets jealous when other guys give me attention, and he still jumps to my defense whenever it seems I’m in danger, and now that’s what I cling to most; those fleeting moments when I see him for who he use to be; the person that loves me.

I still love him, despite his faults…ignorance being one of them, but I didn’t and still don’t understand how he can ignore how much hes hurting me. It used to be so easy…we’d share glances at one another and instantly know what the other was thinking or feeling …we used to be able to finish each others sentences, or even say things at the same time…we used to be us.

‘I still love him’ I tell myself, and maybe that’s why I’ve begun to deem his behavior acceptable, even though I know it’s not.

I sit on the edge of my bed now and I cast a sad look at the race car shaped bed beside mine. What had started out as a punishment for a bed-wetting incident had turned out to only further separate us from each other. A shiny nickel lay atop his pillow, one he hugged every night as he slept, and it hurt to think that I was so easily replaced. Silly, isnt it? That I can be jealous of a nickel.

It wasn’t as if I hadn’t tried to talk with Cosmo about how I felt, but somehow it was always pushed aside. Mostly he’d respond by smiling and telling me I was just being silly…or poofing up a box of chocolates as a quick apology for whatever he had done. Once I had even asked if he still loved me. He didn’t seem to draw any conclusions from my asking though, as if he thought it was just a random question with no true meaning behind it. He just smiled at me and answered cheerfully ‘Of course I do’, and after giving me a quick peck on the cheek we had both went to check on Timmy. I smiled when he did this, having not realized how desperate I was for his attention…his love…I frowned and followed after him.

He loves me; after all, he has no reason to lie about it. Then again, he has no reason that I can think of, to hide it. I sigh, Cosmo isn’t a very complex person but lately I seem to be trying so hard to think as he would…to find some reason for his behavior toward me. The hole in my heart feels like its growing more and more every time he gives me a half-hearted apology…every time he says hes just joking…every time he hesitates to let me know he cares.

‘I still love him’ I tell myself again. ‘Even if he doesn’t feel the same’

With a shaky hand I pull the nickel lying on his pillow towards me and cling to it, wrapping my arms tightly around its cold metallic surface as silent tears begin to run down my face. I haven’t cried like this before, though there have been times when I felt I would. My heart aches and I shudder involuntarily as I try to suppress another sob and fail. The tears feel hot against my cheeks and I want so badly to stop but can’t find the will to do so.

“W…Wanda?”

My heart jumps and I gasp as I look up at Cosmo- who is floating only a few feet in front of me. I didn’t hear him poof in and Im not sure how long hes actually been here. His face is a mixture of confusion and sadness and his hand seems to be debating on whether or not it’s okay to reach out and touch me.

I quickly set the nickel down at my side and with a sniffle wipe away my tears.

“S..sorry sweetie I didn’t see you there.” I reply, trying to sound as if everything was fine.

“What’s wrong?” He asks tensing suddenly he sounds panicked. “Did I forget your birthday? Or our anniversary? It isn’t Valentines day is it?””

“No..no…of course not.” I reply with a fake and very weak smile, still refusing to meet his eyes.

“Whew. Thank goodness” he says sounding relived. “You ready to go to the dance with Timmy then?”

Something in me breaks at that moment…and I can only guess it’s whats left of my heart. How quickly he had dismissed my behavior. It hurt.

“No…I’m not.” I reply in a surprisingly dead voice.

This must have surprised him because it took a second longer for him to respond.

“Why not?” He asks curiously. “You still need to do your makeup?”

I grit my teeth at the suggestion.

“No” I reply with slight annoyance.

“Need to go to the bathroom?”

“No”

“Wanna pick up some chocolate before we leave?”

“No”

There was another pause and by this point I had my arms crossed over my chest and was glaring at the carpet.

“Well then…” Cosmo replies cautiously this time. “What is it you wanna do?”

“I want to…” I pause and swallow the lump forming in my throat. “I want a divorce.”

There is a long pause before I hear his weak and shaky laugh.

“I..I must have gotten something in my ears” he replies, and I hear a squeaky noise which tells me he was probably checking them. “Did you…did you say you wanted a..”

“Yes Cosmo…a divorce.” I reply, finally managing to look up at him. I needed to let him know how serious this was.

He looks shocked, his face pale, and if I wasn’t so mad at him right now then I might be tempted to actually reach out and hug him.

“W..why?” He asks and it kills me that he doesn’t know.

I clench my hands into fists.

“What does it matter” I yell, now angry. “You stopped loving me a long time ago Cosmo and it’s about time I stopped pretending that it’s okay”

He jumps back some and so many emotions flicker across his face…Surprise, sadness, confusion.

“But I…I never stopped loving you” he tells me.

“Yes you did!” I yell pointing a finger at him. “Don’t lie to me.”

“But I’m…I’m not” He says, his voice low and his lip quivering.

I suddenly feel like I don’t have the energy to argue and my shoulders sag forward as I look away from him.

“If you really love me,” I reply slowly. “Then you wouldn’t hurt me so much.”

“I…hurt…you?” He asks in a confused but very pained voice.

I look up at him again and this time his eyes are brimming with unshed tears. I wonder if it’s really possible for him not to have known.

“But…I…I could never do that,” He tells me trying to smile. “You’re way tougher than I am.”

I pause as we look at each other.

“I’m not as strong as you might think, Cosmo.” I tell him, my voice in a whisper. “And there’s more than one way to go about hurting someone.”

His hands are shaking slightly now and the pain and confusion in his eyes is almost unbearable. He floats forward slightly and looks as if he’s about to try and hug me when Timmy’s voice rings inside the castle.

“Cosmo!…Wanda! Hurry up or I’ll be late!”

I look at Cosmo, who is staring intently at me..

“We…could stay” He suggests timidly. “Timmy wouldn’t mind.”

I shake my head and I’m relieved that my eyes have stopped watering.

“Then he might think somethings wrong.” I tell him getting up.

“Isn’t there?” He asks.

I pause and look over at him.

“We’ll…talk about it when we get back” I tell him and I’m surprised at how calm and detached I feel.

He nods and we poof out.