*I put this chapter in the POV most of you may recognize. Timmy's future life was shown in Channel Chasers, but my fanfiction isn't going to be that high-tech. It will mostly be on the modern side with slight advances of Dimmsdale. If any of you object to that just tell me and I'll make it as high-tech as possible. Enjoy the first chapter of my new fanfiction season of Fairly Odd Parents.

Chapter 1

(Anonymous POV)

Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. A Vick-Bot, I ask you. A Vick-Bot? I thought you would've learned by now, but then again, I guess most of your Vicky memories were with Cosmo and Wanda, therefore, most of those memories may have been erased.

Well, sadly, you turned out just as clueless as your parents were. Not as stupid, but clueless nonetheless. For some reason, I still can't get around the fact that you hired an evil robot as a babysitter for Tammy and Tommy. The poor kids were up half of the night doing that hunk of steel's bidding.

Of course, I cannot blame you for not paying as much attention to your kids as you once did. After all, that divorce left you with just enough cash to get by, and you've had to work, like, triple shifts just to keep the kids happy and healthy. Then again, I can't necessarily say "happy", but I guess that's what godparents are for.

A year after the Vick-Bot had arrived Tammy and Tommy have been having a blast with Cosmo and Wanda. I found that Tammy preferred to hang around Cosmo and play pranks on Tommy and Wanda. Tommy, however, is still getting over the whole "magic" thing. He's an intelligent kid, no doubt. Which is why he keeps trying to come up with some logical explanation whenever a wish is made. Hah! Logical! What an idiotic word. Shouldn't even be a word, 'cause we both no by now that nothing is as it seems.

I hear the door open at the Turner's residence. Well what do you know? Tammy going off to her big skateboarding championship. I wish her luck. She's a pro.

* sigh *

It's been decades since I've last seen you, bro. I guess there is no reason for me not to visit. It's just I've been so wrapped up in listening to Cosmo and Wanda play with the kids. I would join them, but Street Kids prefer to make an entrance. Besides, I've been busy trying to get Anti-Cosmo to go away, but I will explain more on that later.

Your kids are almost exactly like you, but you're too busy to notice. As you recall, I normally give family kids nicknames. Tommy, or Princey, I should say, is more of the shy type. Tammy, Sugar Rush, is, as her nickname suggests, occasionally hyper, and very much like you when you were ten. However, I didn't find much of you in Tommy's personality.

You probably would guess now that I've been watching your kids for quite some time. In fact, I first began to learn about them when you and your wife were picking names for them. I must say, that I liked the names Anna and Cody more, but hey, they're your kids, not mine. I guess that you'd call me the extra godparent being that I've secretly watched over them ever since the day they were born, as I did with you, after Cosmo and Wanda left when you were a teenager.

Looking back on things, Timmy, I regret leaving. I never told you I was blind. And I can't tell you exactly why I left. Whether it'd be out of fear that you would take pity on me for realizing my blindness, or the fact that I had become so attached to family life that it was beginning to make me sick.

Oh, whatever the reason may be, I hope your happier than I am, because after I left . . .

Everything went downhill for me.

*Yeah, I know it's a little wordy. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome. 2nd chapter should be coming soon. I am sort of making this up as I go along.