Thank You for all the reviews. It feels good to know that people like your writing. If you haven't noticed this is my first FOP fanfic and personally I hate the ending of Channel Chasers so yeah.
Timmy looked at her. "That's amazing!" Timmy stood up and Tootie ran into his arms. Timmy wrapped his arms around her waist as Tootie's arms fell around his neck. After a few moments, Timmy broke the comfortable silence. "Do you want to tell Cosmo and Wanda?"
Tootie looked up at him. "You can," She said as a smile crossed her face. "I'll cook dinner, you go tell them." Tootie let go of her husband and started to cook. Timmy quickly left the kitchen and searched the house for his godparents. He found Wanda in their fishbowl that sat on a table in one of the spare rooms. Once Wanda noticed Timmy was in the room, she poofed out of the bowl. Wanda seemed to notice that Timmy had something on his mind.
"What is it, Sport?" Wanda asked him.
"Aw, Timmy that's wonderful." Timmy sat down on the extra mattress that was sitting on the floor.
"Wanda, I'm so scared. I wasn't raised right and I want my children to be happy, I don't want to be like my dad and I know that Tootie will be a great mom. I just want to be a good dad."
"Timmy, you will a great dad. I thought when you wished for Poof that Cosmo would be a horrible father, but he turned out to be an amazing father. So Timmy don't worry, I think you will be the world's greatest dad.
"Thanks Wanda." Timmy looked around. "Where is Cosmo?"
"He's at Poof's school." Suddenly there was a big boom and Jorgen appeared. He still looks the same, White tank top, white hair, and green cargo pants, along with his over sized wand.
"TIMMY TURNER!" Timmy rolled his eyes and looked over at the tall fairy. "I heard that you're expecting a baby."
"What, how did you find out? I just learned about it."
"I'm Jorgen, I know everything!"
"Sure you do," Timmy told him as he heard Tootie walking up the stairs. Jorgen quickly went away as Tootie opened the door.
"Dinner's ready, Honey," Tootie said as she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Tootie, do you think I'll make a good dad?" Timmy asked his wife as he stared at her beautiful face.
"You'll make a great father, Timmy. You're already a great husband," Tootie told him with a smile.
"We've only been married to weeks."
"It's been the best two weeks of my life."
"I love you Tootie," Timmy whispered.
"I love you too, Timmy, now lets eat before I have to cook dinner again," Tootie spoke as before she started back down stairs with her husband. Timmy just smiled at how lucky he is.
So I don't know if I should continue the story through her pregnancy, or jump to when the baby's born. Please help and review :)