Fairly Odd Parents Porn Story: Shaken Chapter 4

Author’s
Note: I’m gonna be honest
with you guys; the reason this chapter took so long to get up is… I
absolutely hate it. I almost threw in the towel and stopped the
story, that’s how much I don’t like it. But it’s all kind of
important to what’s going to happen later, especially my very long
conversation between Blonda and Wanda. So it pretty much needed to be
done.

You
all must be so impatient by now, between the waiting for updates and
the lack of Amalia scenes. I promise she’ll be in the next chapter,
which will be the one that pretty much inspired this story, so
hopefully it’ll be easier (and more fun) to write. And as far as
updating goes, the only day I can get any good writing done seems to
be Sunday, since I’m usually going out of my mind looking for
something to do while waiting for The Simpsons (hello, my name is
Kayla, and I have a problem…). Maybe I’ll actually write every
Sunday now instead of just Sundays when I don’t feel like playing
video games and eating tortilla chips.

Well,
this author’s note should probably come to a close now. Enjoy the
chapter!

Chapter
Four – Well, You’re
Attitude Has Certainly Changed

Cosmo
was lying in his bed and staring at the ceiling, letting everything
he’d heard in the past few hours sink in. It was still early, barely
eight o’clock, but Wanda was already asleep, her head resting on
Cosmo’s chest. After her father had left, she’d told Cosmo the whole
story, from when she first started noticing her mother behaving
strangely to how she felt that afternoon when she was talking to Big
Daddy. Cosmo could tell it wasn’t easy for her to tell him
everything–her voice had broken during certain parts, and once she
even started crying and had to stop–so he payed close attention to
every word, hoping that would mean she’d never have to say it all
again.

He
had gotten quite a bit from that story. The entire day seemed a lot
easier to understand, and he thought he’d learned everything. But as
Cosmo lay there in the quiet bedroom, he felt like there was
something Wanda had forgotten to explain.

Cosmo
replayed the afternoon in his head, trying to remember a point in the
story where he wanted to ask a question but never did. There wasn’t
one. Then he tried replaying the entire day. There were a lot of
parts he didn’t remember too well, but there was one thing he said
that seemed to stick out.

“Like
you do?”

He
knew that question was important, but he couldn’t remember what
caused him to ask it. Cosmo closed his eyes and concentrated as much
as he could, until he recalled how Wanda was talking about her mother
before he said it.

Right.
He had compared Wanda to her mother, and it had made her even more
upset than she’d been when Blonda told her the news. And she never
told Cosmo why.

After
hearing what caused Wanda’s mother to leave in the first place, Cosmo
understood why the comparison would make his wife so upset. But why
would she be that
upset by it? As far as Cosmo knew, she’d never bottled up her
feelings so it hurt someone else. And judging by Wanda’s remarkable
sense of urgency, he didn’t think she ever would. So why did it freak
her out so much?

Eventually
deciding that it wasn’t very important if Wanda didn’t mention it,
Cosmo closed his eyes and fell asleep.

With
a cheerful attitude, Wanda untangled herself from her husband’s arms
and used her wand to put on a robe. When she opened the door and flew
into the living room, she found her sister sitting on the couch and
drumming her fingers on the coffee table.

“I
need to stop dropping in like this, I know,” Blonda said when
she noticed Wanda in the room. “But I’m so nervous for tonight already
and… well, nobody makes tea like you do.”

Wanda
rolled her eyes and conjured a hot cup of green tea for her sister.

“Thanks,”
Blonda said, taking a sip. “And besides that, Daddy told me
about Cosmo and, you know. How’d that go?”

“Fine,”
Wanda answered as she joined Blonda on the sofa. “I explained
everything I could and then we went to sleep.”

“And
he actually understood everything?”

Choosing
to ignore the catty undertones to her sister’s remark, Wanda nodded.

“Wow,
really?” Blonda asked, sounding genuinely shocked. “I barely get half of it. Especially why Mom chose to come back now.”

“I
guess it just took her a while to realize what she was missing,”
Wanda replied.

“Hmm…”
Blonda took another sip of tea.

“Is
she still glad she’s back, Blonda?” Wanda asked.

Blonda
smiled. “Oh, Wanda, things are going so
well. They’re sleeping in the same bed, they’re talking to each other
like nothing ever happened, Daddy even brought her to work
with him yesterday afternoon! It’s just like it used to be, Wanda.
It’s great!”

Inwardly,
Wanda breathed a sigh of relief. That was definitely a good sign. Agreat
sign, to put it like her sister had. The night before, Wanda had
debated mentioning to Cosmo her theory that their marriage would
eventually crumble, but never did because of how well she’d heard
things were going. Now that she had opinions from two sources, she
knew she’d made the right decision.

“Well, you’re
attitude has certainly changed.”

Wanda
didn’t notice she’d been grinning until her sister made that comment.
“Yesterday I needed time to let it sink in. Now that it has–“

“You
think I’m right,” Blonda interrupted. “Great! I really
didn’t want to argue with you over this. So, do you want to come back
with me and see Mom? She really
wants to talk to you, you know.”

Wanda
didn’t react to that the way her sister probably wanted her to. Yes,
she was ready to see her mother, but she wasn’t ready to actually
speak to her just yet. How could she? She hadn’t even thought about
how she’d talk to her mother. The thought of speaking to the woman
without a mental script seemed to be the equivalent to trying to fly
without wings.

“Blonda,
I–“

“Don’t
even bother, I can see it right in your face,” Blonda
interrupted again. “You aren’t ready. Whatever. Just come to the
play a little early tonight. You can talk to her there.”

“Do
you think she’ll mind?” Wanda asked, unsure of why she cared.

“I
don’t think so,” Blonda answered, sipping her tea. “I mean,
it’s not like this is your last chance.”

Wanda
smiled. “Exactly.”

Blonda
smiled back, setting her cup down on the table. “I’m so
nervous for tonight, Wanda. I mean, I was nervous already, of course.
But now that Mom is going to be there it’s just… insane. I really
want her to be proud of me.”

“Why did you
get into acting, Blonda?” Wanda asked. It was something she was
always curious about but never got around to learning.

The
blonde fairy started looking a little uncomfortable. “Promise
you won’t laugh?”

Wanda nodded.

“Well…”
Blonda cast her eyes down to the floor. “I figured that when Mom
left, she’d left to pursue her
acting career, so I wanted to do the same thing so if I ever did make
it I would find her at… I don’t know, some celebrity party or
something.”

Wanda
was amazed at her twin’s confidence in their mother. All her life,
she’d seen the woman as the type who wanted success more than
anything, but was too preoccupied with other people’s success to find
it herself. Was she missing something? Some thing her mother did to
make Blonda see her as someone who would make something of herself?
Or was Wanda just looking to closely at the bad things her mother had
done?

Blonda
looked up at her sister. “Did you ever think things like that?
About finding Mom, I mean.”

“I…”
Wanda thought back to her childhood. Was the ever a point where she
wanted to see her mother? “I guess I might have. When she first
left. But my thoughts about it weren’t as elaborate as yours must
have been.”

“Yeah,
I’m kind of a dreamer,” Blonda blushed. She picked up her cup of
tea and sipped again. “I’m so glad we can talk like this, Wanda.
It’s such a step up from when we were kids, you know?”

“I’m
glad, too,” Wanda smiled. She never thought she’d think it, but
she honestly couldn’t imagine going through what she was going
through without Blonda’s blind optimism and incessant talking.

“I
guess I’ll get going now,” Blonda said. “There’s still so
much to do before tonight, and I’m sure you have stuff to do, too.
So… I’ll see you later.”

Wanda
couldn’t help chuckling at her sister’s obvious nervousness when as
she said “before tonight”. “Blonda, relax. If I know
you, you’re more ready than anyone else in the cast.”

Blonda
laughed. “You’re probably right,” she said. “Promise
you’ll be there early enough?”

“Promise.”

“Okay,”
Blonda said. She smiled as she poofed herself out of the apartment.

Wanda
sighed and looked at her watch. They were
way passed being early. She didn’t mean to break her promise to her
sister; in fact, she’d even been ready soon enough to get to the
playhouse an hour early. But Cosmo was a little more sidetracked than
she’d counted on, and they ended up having a bit of “fun”
instead of leaving.

Cosmo
appeared from bathroom. “I’m sorry, Wanda,” he said
somewhat sheepishly. “I just wanted to make sure I looked…
what was that word you used before?”

“Presentable?”

“Yeah!
I just wanted to make sure I looked presentable.”

“Cosmo,
I meant your clothes when I said that.”

“I know,”
he answered. “But since I’m meeting your mother tonight, I
wanted to look extra nice.”

Wanda
smiled. “Thinking about my dad’s reaction when he met you?”

Cosmo
nodded.

Wanda
flew over to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. “You’re
such a sweetheart, you know that?” After seeing Cosmo’s big
smile, she added on, “Way nicer than Wandissimo
ever was.”

“Good!”
Cosmo said proudly.

Wanda
laughed.

Cosmo
looked directly into Wanda’s eyes. “He never was nice enough to
you.”

The
couple came together in a passionate kiss, which Wanda reluctantly
broke when the alarm on her watch started beeping. “We really
have to leave now, Cosmo,” she said, silencing the alarm.
“Blonda’s probably already upset that we didn’t come early.
She’ll be even madder if we come in during the first scene.”

Cosmo
frowned.

“We’ll
finish this later,” Wanda smiled slyly. “I promise.”

Instantly,
Cosmo started smiling. “Okay!”

With
that, the couple left their apartment to go to the playhouse.