The stereo was blaring. Timmy jammed out all around the apartment to the music, singing along and generally freaking the fuck out.

"Turn down for what!?" chanted the boy through his big buck teeth.

His latest wish had turned out fantastic. Getting a chance to live alone was all he could have hoped for; no nagging from his parents, no chores, he could do whatever he wanted. And he loved it.

"Cosmo! Wanda! Come party with me!"

"That's alright, Timmy," Wanda said. "I don't think I quite have the energy for all this."

"IIIII'll party with you, Timmy! Turn down for what!" shouted Cosmo.

The two danced for a while with Wanda off on the sidelines, obviously annoyed by the loud partying. Before long, it began to get on someone else's nerves as well. The music was loud, but it wasn't loud enough to shake the ground.

"What was that?" Timmy asked. He listened closely as the floor shook again and as it did he heard a strange whirring sound coming from the floor below. It happened one more time, and Timmy was sure he wasn't imagining it.

"Guys, I think I'm gonna head downstairs and check out whatever that was down there," Timmy said turning off the stereo.

"We'll come with you, Timmy. Best to be careful," Wanda said, and with that they were off down the stairs to the lower level of apartments.

"213A," said Timmy, "the apartment below mine." He knocked on the door and heard heavy footsteps approaching the door. He was a bit frightened, but with Cosmo and Wanda by his side, there was no real danger here.

The door opened and Timmy's jaw dropped. In the doorway stood some kind of humanoid robot. It's armor was shades of red and orange, and an entire arm had been replaced by a blaster cannon. Timmy was speechless in the face of this awesome machine.

No one spoke for a moment, but Timmy was finally able to put aside his amazement and speak. "H...Hi. My name's Timmy Turner and I believe I live in the apartment above you."

"Ah. So you're the little shit that's been making all that racket."

Timmy was caught off guard by the immediate hostility. "Yeah, well what the fuck were you doing that was causing so much noise right back?"

"Come on in and I'll show you," was the unexpected response.