Sleep in Peace/ Fairly Odd Parents #30
Title: Sleep in Peace
Fandom: Fairly Odd Parents
Characters: Anti-Cosmo, Anti-Wanda
Prompt: 30 Sleep
Word Count: 960
Rating: K+
Summary: Anti-Wanda finds a new room in the house
Disclaimer: Fairly Odd Parents is not owned by me
Notes: Um, here be fluff?
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Anti-Cosmo was starting to get used to his wife’s odd methods of looking around the house. One moment she would be sitting, quite contently examining a clock or something else that struck her fancy and the next, she’d decide that she simply had to see what was in the attic. It was a little odd but since it wasn’t causing any harm he figured he could get used to it.
That’s why when she showed up in his room after dinner one evening as he was pulling a book off the shelf he wasn’t too surprised.
“Hello dear.”
Anti-Wanda scratched her head as she looked around the room. “This ain’t my room.”
“No it’s mine.”
She glanced over at him with wide eyes. “You have a room?”
He sighed, he was positive they’d had this conversation before.
“Yes.”
“Oh....” He looked over and saw that she was looking around the room. Deciding that it was safe to let her do this he turned back to the bookshelf and the book he’d pulled out before. Shaking his head he put it back and started to look again. He really needed to purchase some more books.
A few minutes later he was brought out of his search when he heard his wife speak up.
“What’cha doin?”
“I’m looking for a book to read.” He replied as he continued scanning the shelves.
“What fer?”
“Entertainment.”
“What?”
“Something fun, as you might say. Something to take up the rest of the evening with I suppose.”
“Oh.”
He had known her long enough to recognize the drop in her voice when she was sad. Looking over he saw her floating in front of his bed.
“Was there something else you’d rather I be doing?”
“Uh....I was wonderin....maybe.”
“Yes?” He placed the book he’d been holding back on the shelf and floated over to where she was.
“Um....Maybe ya wanted ta’ do somthin’?” Her voice dropped as he got closer and he tried to pretend he hadn’t noticed. He still thought it was odd that he felt.... bad... guilty even, whenever Anti-Wanda acted like this. He was used to people acting nervous around him. It shouldn’t bother him that she was as well. And yet...it did.
“Of course my dear.”
Anti-Wanda grinned at him and he tried to ignore the small flicker of happiness when he saw her smile at him.
She seemed to know what she wanted to do and few seconds later she had pulled a book of the shelf. Pushing it into her husband’s hands and looking at him expectantly.
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He wasn’t sure how it had happened. They had been reading together. Well Anti-Wanda had been listening to him read, every so often throwing a question out from where she was laying on his bed about something random. After a while though the questions grew quieter and before he realized what was happening she’d fallen asleep next to him.
He waited a few minutes, just to make sure she was asleep. But when she didn’t open her eyes or say anything he closed the book, he’d been getting rather tired himself. As he placed the book to the side on the bed he leaned back and then almost jumped out of his skin as an arm suddenly flayed across him. He glanced down to see Anti-Wanda, while still asleep had thrown her arm over him.
Clearly he wasn’t thinking straight, as he didn’t immediately shove her arm away but let it rest there as he looked down at the sleeping Anti-Fairy. She was breathing slowly, a small smile on her face even as she slept and he had to admit, if only to himself, that he did find something rather attractive about his sleeping spouse. He stifled a yawn as he pulled his gaze from Anti-Wanda and looked around the room. It was late and he should probably be getting her back to her room so he could get some sleep. Then he noticed something across the room. His wand was laying on the table next to the bookcase. He must have left it there when he’d had a book shoved into his hands. Which meant he was going to have to get up if he wanted to ....
He glanced down at the sleeping form on his bed. Her arm was still draped around him and it didn’t look like she was going to be moving anytime soon. If he just...let her stay for the night? His face might have reddened slightly at his minds implications, but he quickly shooed them away. He was merely being polite, that was it. If he had to get up to go and get his wand, then he might wake her up, and a gentleman would hardly to such a thing. Besides, she was his wife. There was nothing strange about sleeping with your....he wisely decided to abandon that trail of thought and looked over at Anti-Wanda. Sleeping, unaware of his own whirling thoughts.
After a few moment of thought, wherein the only noises that could be heard from the room were the whispy breath of Anti-Wanda, he came to a conclusion.
Leaning over, doing his best not to move her arm. He placed the book on the end table and then glanced over to where his wand was sitting, just across the room. It wouldn’t take that long to get it....
However he glanced back briefly at the sleeping Anti-Fairy on his bed and sighed. It was only once anyway. It wasn’t as though they were going to be making a habit.... with those more comforting thoughts in mind, he turned off the light, letting the room sink into darkness and closed his eyes. Falling asleep long before he thought would be possible.