Anti cozzie?, asked a very tired Anti-Wanda. A.C looked up from his cup of tea. “Oh your up darling”. “yeah, i think i am”, said A.W who was looking very drousy. “maybe you should sleep for a bit longer”, “No i’m ok, i just need breakfast”. “shure darling i’ll make you some, you just sit down”. “you know anti-Wanda”, continued A.C, “ive always wanted to tell you something, but i’m not shure if i should”. “o.k” said A.W, with a confused look on her face. “Well I better tell u now my dear”, “you see when i was a kid i was abused by my father”, “OH MY GOSH, YOUR DAD HIT YOU!!!???”, yelled A.W with a shocked face.” yes thats why i hate him so much”, “i’m well … what i’m trying too say is …”, A.C just trailed off. “You can tell me sweety”, Said A.W, with a smile, then she took his hand. A.C returned the smile. “well i’m afraid i’ll turn into my father”, when he found out mum was pregnant with me he was so happy, but then he changed when I turned 3, he abused we constantly… what if I turn into him?”. Anti-Wanda could swear she sore a tear run down his face, she was shocked at his reaction as she has never seen him cry before. “Anti-Cosmo, you may be evil, and you may want to take over the univerce BUT your going to be a good father”, said A.W. “You don’t know that dear”, answered A.C. “I do know, your a good husband there for you’ll be a good father, i know it, i have the feeling”. “thanks darling you really made me feel better”, but still deep in his thoughts he was worried.