I do NOT own Fairly Odd Parents.

Chapter 1

"En Garde!" Timmy said.

Timmy had gotten grounded. Apparently, Timmy had discovered his dad's secret underground-city-of-the-mole-people trap, and dad had assumed that the moles were using the boy to point out the traps. Now, what would any mature dad do about that situation: take the frustration out on Timmy and ground him from playing video games for two months. Yeah, I know, that doesn't make sense. But it's Timmy's dad.

So, what better way to cure the boredom than to play fencing? (A form of sword fighting, for all who don't know.)

Sam tapped Timmy on the chest with her saber. "And round 15," Cosmo said. "Goes to Sam!"

" . . .I'm bored." Timmy said out of nowhere.

"Well," Sam said. "We tried fencing, checkers, more extreme wishing-"

"What was that?" Wanda exclaimed from inside the fish bowl.

"Uh," Cosmo searched for a good excuse. "Sam didn't say extreme wishing she said extreme . . . fishing."

Here, Timmy and Sam slapped their foreheads. "Hey, I got an idea." Timmy said. "Let's do some time traveling. Maybe see how the presidents are doing-"

Wanda POOFed out of the fishbowl. "Oh no!" Cosmo exclaimed. "She's gonna nag again!" Cosmo POOFed Wanda's head away, but Wanda POOFed it back on.

"You know," Wanda said. "If you wanna do some time traveling, then why don't you take a look an see what your ancestors are doing?"

"That's a great idea, Wanda. And next, we could find out what Sam's ancestors are like."

"My ancestors were slaves in Egypt. There, you know all about them now."

Timmy paused. "I wish we could go back in time."

POOF!

*How did you like the first chapter? Comments and constructive criticism is what I'm after.