Here's the next chapter!

Thanks a MILLION for all the reviews! -gives everyone who reviewed giant Cosmo plushes that say 'Dweeh!' when you push his hand-

Sentra: He had to do something sooner or later, or else it wouldn't be Cosmo. ; )

Rainstorm Amaya: -smiles- Good!

AnT: Well, I'm going to have them go to some of the Nicktoon worlds (all of them would take forever). Besides th Butch ones, they'll be going to Jimmy's and Spongebob's (i'm still mentally debating about this) worlds, plus another non-Nicktoon world i'm not revealing. And as for your other question, I'm afraid you won't find out about that until Book Seven : (

StoryCrafter: Thanks!

Chapter 3: Explanation

"What-what-what are those things?" Sam stammered.

"I'm Cosmo, that's my wife Wanda, and we're fa-" Cosmo started to say, but Wanda poofed a zipper over his mouth.

Timmy sweated nervously. "They're…umm…toys! Yeah, toys! Interactive toys."

"COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!" Tuck said, sprinting towards Cosmo. "Man, these must've cost a ton!"

"Actually, I got them from a stupid person for a buck fifty," Timmy said. "Now-who's the shimmery lady?" He pointed towards Help, who was open and standing there.

"That's Help," Danny said. "She's a hologram. Really."

"Cool!" Timmy said. He poked her, causing her programming to gather around his finger. "Hee-that tickles!" she said, as Timmy poked her repeatedly, and Cosmo joined in.

"So…" Sam said, "Is it okay if we crash here for the night?"

Timmy seemed offended. "Duh-of COURSE NOT! You're high schoolers! You've been cool to me, but you can't stay! Not only do high schoolers eat elementary kids, my parents might find you!"

"Don' worry, kid," Tucker said. "We're on a bit of a kid-free diet. Whoever told you that we eat the little guys is a liar. And I don't think your parents'll notice us. We have ways of hiding." He winked at Danny, whose hand turned intangible from nervousness (behind his back, thankfully).

"I dunno," Wanda said, and then quieter to Timmy, "Do you think we can trust these people? What if they find out our secret?"

"Relax, Wan," Timmy said. "If we were suspicious of everyone that passes us by, this world would be a dangerous place. Besides, they seem friendly enough." He turned to Danny, Sam, and Tuck. "I guess you can stay. We can probably find some way to have some fun. And then it's the Chip Skylark concert-maybe I can scrounge three tickets off the Internet."

Cosmo flew over. "And I know why those girls were chasing this guy. He looks a lot like Chip!"

"We'll ponder that in the morning," Sam said. "Now-can we get some sleep?"

After a while, it was agreed that Danny, Sam, and Tuck would sleep under the bed (which Timmy generously wished larger) and Help would close herself and stay under the bed with them (holos can't sleep).

Tucker went to sleep instantly, but Sam and Danny were having some trouble. "Do you think we can trust this kid?" Sam said. "What about his parents?"

"Relax," Danny said. "You worry too much. Besides, this could be a great adventure." At this point, Danny thought it was just a game, cooked up for his and his friend's own amusement. But little did he know, as he rolled over on the carpet floor and went to sleep, just how wrong he was…

Bye! -SP