"Welcome back from commercial break! Once again, I'm Johnny, this is..." Johnny starts, but is interrupted by Dukey.

"LITERALLY EVERYONE KNOWS OUR NAMES!" Dukey yells. Johnny rolls his eyes and pulls out another letter.

"This one is from IBlewUpMalaysia. He writes, 'What if Johnny was to travel to the future, where he met his 41-year-old self?'" Johnny reads.

"Didn't we already do several time travel episodes?" Dukey asks. Johnny folds up the letter, setting it aside

"Only a few," Johnny responds. "Ladies and gentlemen, 'It's About Time, Johnny!'"

"Seriously? Another one with 'Johnny' in the title?" Dukey asks.

"Yeah, that's kind of our thing. You know, like iCarly episode titles always starting with a lowercase 'i'?"


"It's About Time, Johnny!"

Johnny is on his computer, watching videos on SnoobTube. He is seemingly bored. He shuts off the computer and heads up to the lab. He punches in the code and enters.

"I wonder if I'm this miserable in the future," Johnny sighs. He enters the Turbo Teahouse Time Machine and jumps 30 years into the future. He appears outside a 5-star hotel. A limo pulls up to the hotel, and a snazzy-looking man exit the limo.

"See you tonight, Bethany," he says. He turns and sees Johnny.

"Wh-What the [BLEEP]!" the man says.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! You can't say that on television!" Johnny says.

"This is fanfiction!" the man says.

"Who are you?" Johnny asks. Before the man has a chance to respond, a group of paparazzi swarms in. The man begins signing several autographs.

"Okay, that's the last one!" he says, finishing the autographs. "I'm you, from the future!" Future Johnny says.

"Can you show me what my future's like? I've been feeling depressed about my life." Present Johnny says. Future Johnny reluctantly agrees, and brings Present Johnny into the hotel. Future Johnny turns on the light to the room. The room includes a 72" flatscreen, an air hockey table, a ping-pong table, pool table, various arcade games, indoor pool, hot tub and jacuzzi, and every appliance is a smart appliance.

"WHOA! This is my future?!" Past Johnny asks, observing the room.

"Only if you choose the right path!" Future Johnny says.

"How could you afford all this?!" asks Past Johnny asks. Future Johnny chuckles.

"Well, originally, I was a worker at Pablo's Mexican Restaurant," he responds. "Then, I actually auditioned for the school play, where I was noticed by an agent. Now I'm one of the biggest stars in Vancouver!" Future Johnny says.

"VANCOUVER?! AS IN CANADA?!" Past Johnny asks.

"Hey! Past me was smart!" Future Johnny says. "But remember, this future is if you make it your future!"

Future Johnny shows Johnny his Ferrari, Porsche and Lambo.

"Also, I now own every Gallagher's Hotel in Canada!" Future Johnny says. "And every Fast Food Chain in Canada!"

Past Johnny proceeds to head home. Future Johnny laughs to himself, as his butler enters the room.

"So, you lied to the kid, huh?" the Butler says. Future Johnny enters the kitchen and pours himself some Orange Juice.

"What are you talking about, Remy?" he says, after taking a sip.

"Ronnie, you're not him from the future! I am!" the butler says. "And my name's not Remy. I'm Future Johnny!"

Ronnie puts his hand on the butler's shoulder. "Oh, Johnny! It's a mere white lie. Let the boy believe, okay?"

Ronnie walks to the couch and turns on the TV. The butler rolls his eyes and sighs.

"This is technically his future, so therefore, I didn't lie to him," Ronnie says.

"Yeah, well, you told Johnny that you were him from the future!" The Butler exclaims.

"Yeah, I did lie about that part," Ronnie laughs.

Meanwhile, back in the present, Johnny is lying on his bed when Dukey enters.

"Hey, Johnny, what's the haps?" he asks.

"Well, I have a great future ahead of me!" Johnny responds.

"The future is what you make of it, Johnny," Dukey says.

"Whatever!" Johnny turns on his video games. "DIE EVIL ZOMBIE ALIEN DUDES!"

THE END


"Sooo, that's it?" Dukey asks. Johnny looks at Dukey.

"What do you mean?" Johnny asks. Dukey rolls his eyes.

"That was even more boring than the first!" Dukey says.

"Wow! You hate everything, don't you?!" Johnny yells, shooting up from his chair.

"ONLY YOU!" Dukey says. The two begin fighting again, as chairs go flying and a bystander is trampled.

"Nothing to see here, folks. Just a boy beating a dog senseless!" Johnny shouts, as he continues throwing punches at Dukey.