I don’t know if I’ll take this idea any further than this piece, and it doesn’t exactly fit into any timeline I’m working on, so it’s kind of an ‘alternate universe’ thing.

Disclaimer:  Wanda isn’t mine.  Nor is anything in the FOP universe.


Unexpected

Drip.  Drip.  Drip.

The loose faucet Cosmo kept promising he’d ‘get around’ to fixing continued its monotonous tempo.  Wanda barely heard it, even though it echoed slightly in the silence of the tiled bathroom.  She was too focused on the small rectangular object sitting on the counter surrounded by colorful scraps of glittery paper.  More specifically, her focus was centered on the little window in the middle of said object.  There were two little lines in there, the shade of the dye a slightly faded version of her own hair color.

It was a pregnancy test.

And it was positive.

“This can’t be,” the little fairy whispered to herself as she studied the side of the box once again.  She re-read the step-by-step instructions for the third time, assuring herself she’d done each one correctly.  There weren’t many steps—only three, actually—so she was fairly confident each one had been done as directed.  It was pretty straight forward actually:

Step One – Hold the absorbent end of the test in urine stream for 5 seconds.  (Or, in Wanda’s case, pee in a clean cup and then dip the end into it.)

Step Two – Place test on a flat surface.

Step Three – Wait three minutes for an accurate test reading.

One line had come up immediately—the control.  Haven taken plenty of pregnancy tests in her years of trying to conceive, Wanda was prepared to wait for what would—in her experience—inevitably be a negative result.  So she sat on the edge of the bathtub, opened her favorite book, and quickly forgot about the test.

She had been half a page into her book when a tinny voice announced “Congratulations!!” and an almost microscopic door opened on the test, issuing forth a shower of the colorful confetti that now littered the counter.



Sorry, that's all.