Timmy is standing on the tip of one of the Egyptian pyramids, with his skateboard and protection gear ready.
"So, why did you want us to poof you here", Cosmo asked.
"So I can practice on picking up speed, of course", Timmy replied. "That's how we trained skating last time, right? At the pyramids, on the moon and in the jungle."
"Umm, Timmy, while that is true, we didn't do it in this order", Wanda said. "We actually did the pyramids last."
"Oh", Timmy recalled. He looked down at the slope-like pyramid.
"Well, whatever", he finally said. "We only got less than two hours, so we shouldn't waste any time." He hopped on his skateboard and sped downwards. Unfortunately, Timmy went too fast and was unable to control his speed to slow down, and landed face first in the sand, while his skateboard flew somewhat further away.
"This is gonna be a looooooong less than two hours", Cosmo stated.
Meanwhile, Chester, AJ and Irving have brought the tools Phineas and Ferb were asking for. They had already set up gigantic scaffolding for the skate courses they planned, which would've taken up at least half of the skate park if they didn't extend the park itself.
"We decided on four individual blankets: three for the courses and one to cover your building ground", AJ explained. "That way, you can reveal the courses one by one."
"Excellent", Phineas said. "They're still large enough, I hope?"
"According to my calculations, they should be", AJ assured.
"Oh by the way Ferb", Chester intervened, "here's your pineapple."
Ferb accepted the pineapple and gave Chester a thumbs-up as thanks.
"Alright then", Phineas said. "We've got less than two hours to deliver these competition courses. Ferb and I have been brainstorming on a few ideas, but we believe we got the perfect concepts right here. Let's get started!"
Meanwhile, Timmy had been poofed to the moon, space suit and all.
"Look, sport, I understand your enthusiasm, but we shouldn't rush things, even if we got less than two hours", Wanda explained. "So we practice flipping first, swerving second and speeding third, if that's all right with you."
"Alright", Timmy sighed. He skated towards a crater, lifted off and begun spinning in the air.
"Yahoo!" Timmy exclaimed. "This is fun!"
"Wow, you're doing great, Timmy", Cosmo complimented. "And without a board, too!"
"Huh?" Timmy said surprised. He looked under his feet and saw his lack of a skateboard. "Where's my board?!"
He landed on the ground and peered in the distance, to find his skateboard stuck on a small spaceship, obviously belonging to some sort of extraterrestrial.
"Omigosh", Timmy shouted. He ran towards the spaceship, with his fairies following him closely.
The spaceship opened up. "Look, I'm sorry for damaging your spacecraft", Timmy began apologizing, "I was just training for a skateboarding competition that's beginning in less than two hours and if I lose, me and all my friends will be banned from the skatepark forever, and-"
"No need for apologizing", a voice said from the spaceship. The alien who just said had finally crawled out of his spaceship, and looked like some sort of white midget with big blue eyes and a pink headgear.
He also wore a handlebar mustache.
It was one of the cutest things one could ever witness.
"Aww, he's so adorable", Cosmo and Wanda gushed simultaneously.
"Great, are you a Gigglepie too", Timmy sighed. "I've seen enough of those things already after my third time with the Yugopotamians."
"Oh hohoho, I'm not one of those notorious creatures", the alien claimed. "I'm a Meapian. You can call me Meap, because that's all you can hear without this Translator Mustache. So anyway, did you say a skateboarding competition?"
"Umm, yeah", Timmy replied. "I'm pitting myself against this evil teenager called Vicky, and I'm a bit rusty since the last time I skated, so I'm training on a few locales."
"Kid, you know that it's no use to train on the moon for what I presume is a competition on Earth, right?" Meap asked. "The gravity here's much different!"
"Well, that's the idea", Wanda intervened. "We want Timmy to ease a little before getting into the real stuff."
"That won't do", Meap said. "Normally, I'd direct you to some other humans I've been buddies with, but they told me they're vacationing in California right now. You should meet them someday, though: they're quite smart for such a young age. They made rollercoasters, a backyard beach-"
"Multiple waterslides, moon ice cream and a bird-themed supersuit?" Timmy finished.
"Precisely!" Meap exclaimed. "Hey, but that must mean you might know them already. Are you familiar with Phineas and Ferb?"
"Yep", Timmy said. "Guess where I come from?"
"Umm, California?"
"Exactly", Timmy confirmed.
"Oh, that's great", Meap said excitedly. "That means you can just ask them for help. Tell 'em Meap sent ya!"
"Unfortunately, that won't work", Timmy lamented. "They are building the skating courses for the competition, and while we are friends, they can't help us, since that's considered cheating."
Meap pondered. "Yep, that sounds like quite a pickle", he admitted. "I guess I have to help you myself then. Hop into my spaceship, we're gonna make a trip to some cliffs in the Grand Canyon or something."
"Isn't it busted right now", Timmy asked.
Then a POOF repaired the spaceship. The skateboard is now back in Timmy's hands.
"Not anymore", Cosmo and Wanda said.
"Thanks, guys", Timmy said. "And thank you too, Mr Meap."
"Just call me Meap, buddy", Meap replied. "Mr Meap is what they call my father. Or what my mother-in-law calls me."
"Oh, and one more thing", Timmy asked.
"Sure, what is it?"
"You've never seen these creatures with the green and pink hair, okay?"
"Duly noted", Meap said.
At the Grand Canyon, Meap explained to Timmy: "Alright, so this place has ramps you can practice flips on, pillars you can swerve around, and cliffs you can train your speed control with. The only thing you need to mind are the rivers deep down. Are you ready, umm…"
"Timmy Turner", Timmy replied.
"Right", Meap affirmed. "So, are you ready for the training, Timmy?"
Timmy looked around. He observed the location closely.
"I'm ready", he decided with a determined look.
Meanwhile, an hour had passed since Phineas and Ferb had started on the skate ramps for the competition. They have neatly finished courses #1 and #2, and had yet to work on course #3. But they clearly needed a small pause and left the third blanket-covered scaffolding. They saw AJ and Chester looking over some old notes.
"Hey AJ, what'cha doin'?" Phineas asked.
"We've been looking over some old notes I made for Timmy back at the first competition", AJ replied. "Back then, I designed a trick Timmy could try that won the competition: the Timmy Tuck."
"We cannot really remind Timmy about it, or help him perfect it again, because that would be considered cheating", Chester added. "So we hope Timmy still remembers how to do it. Or even remembers it at all."
"What are you doing, though", AJ asked. "You can't be finished with that third ramp right now?"
"Nah, we're only getting a drink", Phineas said. "You wanna come with us?"
"Certainly", AJ said.
"Of course!" Chester exclaimed.
The four kids left the building locale.
Vicky was in the meantime perfecting her skating skills at the dome, while also bullying a small kid. As she threw the kid on a pile of other injured kids, she noticed four familiar twerps leaving the blanket-covered area they set up in the past hour.
"The twerps are leaving their building ground unprotected", Vicky mused. "That means I can just sneak in and take a look at what's under that blanket. But knowing what they look like before the competition starts would give me an unfair advantage to the pink-hatted twerp."
Then an evil grin appeared on her face. "However, I just remembered that I don't care about that!"
She looked left and right, making sure everyone is occupied with their own business and no one would pay attention to her. Then, she grinned again and tip-toed quickly to the large blanket, as if she were a sneaky villain from a cartoon from the '60s.
She peeked under the blanket and found… three more blankets, covering the scaffolding. "Drat", she thought.
However, she noticed a scribbled paper on the floor, which she picked up.
As it turns out, it was a concept for course #3, as the name indicated. It resembled the Death Ramp that was decommissioned a few months ago. The biggest difference is that it now resembled something akin to a ski jump ramp. It wasn't very deadly-looking at all.
"That old thing again", Vicky thought. "Ha! This is gonna be easier than I thought! I only have to win one of the first two rounds to assure my victory! I can beat this thing with my eyes closed and my hands tied. Sure, last time I lost to the Turner twerp, but he must be so rusty right now. I cannot lose even if I tried! YEH-HAHAHAHAHAHA- wait, why am I laughing in my thoughts?"
Vicky left the place, leaving the scribbled paper at the place she found it.
However, two eyes seeing through pink-framed glasses took note of the intruder behind one of the blankets…
During the past hour, Timmy had been skating through the Grand Canyon during a training montage. Of course, the first few flips were a flop, his first tries at swerving got him served, and controlling speed seemed more like CAN'Trolling at first, but slowly but surely, Timmy was improving.
He got better at landing after his flips.
He begun making more complicated spins in the air.
He was speeding inbetween the pillars with more ease and less injuries.
He got a better sense at when to speed up and when to slow down.
And after training for over one and a half hour, with the competition starting in fifteen minutes, he mastered flipping, swerving and speeding.
Meap approached Timmy with a cup of coffee and a scone that must've costed five dollars, as well as a flyer advertising the upcoming Hamosaur movie.
"I think", Meap concluded, "you're ready. For the competition, I mean."