Dedication: OddAuthor

*Thank you OddAuthor, I think I am going to go with my original idea for Vicky's name. I would've gone with Victoria, unknown20troper, but for some reason Vickianna's name is sticking. Although, Victoria was a good name, I'll admit to that. Enjoy this next chapter.

Chapter 4

"So, royal twerp, what'll it be," Vickianna asked the Prince. "Chores, or more chores?"

"Can't I just go to my room and play?"

"Sorry, not one of the options." Vickianna threw Tiberius a broom. "Chores, NOW!!"


Tiberius was halfway through his chores. He walked, miserably, to the stables, grabbed a shovel and began cleaning up cow and horse manure.

Timmy and Sam were sitting on one of the wooden beams that spread across the tall foundation of the barn.

"Who does he remind you of, pink-hat?" Sam said as she lightly elbowed her brother.

Before Timmy had a chance to respond, the wooden beam broke. Sam had managed to grab onto another beam, but Timmy continued to fall . . . right on top of the Prince.

The two picked themselves up off the ground, rubbing their aching heads.

"Whoa," Tiberius said as he looked at Timmy. "Dude, you're me. But . . .where . . . how . . . where did you come from?"

Sam swiftly climbed down from the ceiling and stood next to Timmy. Current Cosmo and Wanda POOFed above Timmy and Sam's heads. Then, Tiberius's Cosmo and Wanda POOFed above his head.

There was a moment's pause only to be broken by the two Cosmos. "Who wants go manure jumping?" One of them asked.

"Ooh, ooh, pick me, pick me." The other Cosmo said. The two idiots jumped into a huge pile of horse manure and began playing in it as if it were a pool.

"He'd better take a shower after this." The two Wanda's said in unison.

"So what's your name?" Tiberius asked Timmy.

"Timmy Turner."

"My name's Tiberius Turner, the prince of Dimmsdalia." He said, flatly and without any interest at the last part.

"Weird, my middle name is Tiberius." Timmy said.

"And my middle name is Timmy. Same last names, but different middle and first names."

"And yet almost completely the same." Timmy pointed out.

"By the way, just call me Tiber, you know, like "tiger". It sounds much cooler than "Tiberius". Who are you?" Tiberius asked Sam.

"I'm gonna go take a look around Dimmsdalia." Sam said completely ignoring Tiber's question. She began to walk out the barn door. "You two ladies have fun."

"Shut up, Sam," Timmy exclaimed angrily. Sam chuckled a little and walked away.

"Sam?" Tiber asked.

"Yeah, my adopted sister. Well, technically she never was adopted, but she sticks around and hangs out with me. She prefers to go off on her own most of the time, it's her way of stating her independence."

"From the way that your fairy godparents are dressed, you must be from a different time-line."

"Yep,"

"So, tell me. What's it like in future Dimmsdalia?"

"It's Dimmsdale now."

"Cool, so what's it like in your time-line."

Timmy had a feeling that this was going to take a lot of explaining.