Breakfast had been fun-even if it was scattered in midair and you had to swim about to actually get a bite of anything-but now, everyone was back at the house.
Wanda’s fists tightened as the noisemakers faded somewhat uncomfortably into the distance.
Timmy was still staring outside the window. Cosmo cleared his throat.
Poof looked a little puzzled. Timmy just turned, a small smile on his face.
“Nah….it’s okay. I got you guys, so-“
“But they’re your parents! You’re not ten every day, you now!”
Cosmo turned, looking annoyed.
“Um….actually, for seven seas-“
Wanda clapped her hand over his mouth.
Vicky was busy torching the living room before she made her way up the stairs.