Sorry again, for the slow update. My mind keeps going blank in the middle of writing, but i made this chapter longer than the others.

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The trio appeared in an open woods, standing before a rather worn out looking mobile-home, attached to an even more worn out jeep.

"Wow, this almost looks like Chester's house, but with wheels," Timmy remarked, pointing out that this actually had to ability to move.

"So what dangerous show is this?" Wanda asked with a sigh.

"Give me a second," Timmy said, waiting for something to happen that would confirm what show they were in. His answer came in the form of a disc-like device hovering through the air. It fired a laser beam at them, but last minute a long green tentacle reached out and yanked them out of harms way. The Yugopotamian (sp?) set them aside.

"Next time," he chided, "leave the killer alien robots to the aliens." Then, without another word, he went back into the fray.

"Oh, now I know what show this is!"

"Ooh! Ooh!" Cosmo exclaimed, hand raised above his head. "It's a Yugopotamian show! Cool. I wonder if this channel shows reruns of the F.L.A.R.G. parade?" Annoyed, Wanda poofed some tape over his mouth.

"Not quite Cosmo. This is Steven 11. A show about a boy who found an alien device that attached to his wrist, giving him the ability to transform into 11 different aliens."

"So how do they know about the Yugopotamians?" Wanda asked, eyebrow raised.

"Well, they do try to take over the Earth a lot. Anyone might have seen one."

"Ouch! Or... the show's creator is an alien." Cosmo added after painfully yanking the tape off instead of just poofing it away. Wanda returned it after that comment.

"Why would an alien want to make an Earth show?" Timmy asked with another 'ouch' from Cosmo in the background.

"Oh yeah? Well, I can prove it!" Cosmo retorted, then poofed a sign on the back of the Yugopotamian reading 'This show's kreater'. "See?"

"Cosmo, that doesn't prove anything. Besides, you spelled 'creator' wrong," Wanda said. While the three of them argued, they failed the notice the robot beginning to creep over to them, unfazed by it's squid-like opponent that was still trying to drive it off, muttering something about a stupid messed-up watch. They did finally notice the mechanical menace when it's shadow loomed over them, eyes glowing bright red down on them. Thinking fast, Timmy whipped out the remote and transported them out just as the energy beams blasted down on empty ground.

When they reappeared, they were standing on a stage, the fairies turned to two cats. There were bright lights everywhere, several cameras and people droning on about miscellaneous tragedies.

"No!" Timmy screamed. "Not the horror that is the local news!"

"This is Chet Ubetcha reporting that a kid and two oddly colored felines have just appeared in the studio." before things got out of hand, Wanda snatched the remote from Timmy's hand and got them out of there.

When they reappeared, a bright light was boring down onto the three of them, the fairies were still cats and Timmy was sitting in a chair with a computer attached to the front.

"Now, Timmy, is that you're final answer?" some random guy sitting across from Timmy asked.

"Um, sure?" he said confused. The lights eased up and everyone cheered.

"Congratulations Timmy, you've just won five cents!" the host said, handing him a nickel.

"Great," Timmy muttered at tossed to Cosmo. The green cat grinned excitedly and hugged the coin close to him.

"That concludes another thrilling installment of Who wants to win 5ยข?" Timmy pressed the button up, bored.

When they appeared again, they were on the bridge of a star ship, the fairies morphed again into two rather tall humanoids, their skin green and pink respectively and several furrows in their foreheads.

"No way," Timmy said. "We're in Space Trek!"

"I know this show It's even more dangerous than the others you've put us in," Wanda said.

"It's okay, as long as you're not a newcomer wearing a pink... shirt." Timmy quickly looked down. His clothes had been changed to space fleet uniforms, but they still retained that infamous pink coloration. "Uh-oh."

"You were saying?"

"Um, what happens if you're wearing a pink shirt?" Cosmo asked, looking between himself and his wife. They both had been placed in pink uniforms.

"Well, every episode there's an away team that's sent on a mission and the people in pink shirts never make it back." Just as he said that, the 'red alert' sounded off, the bridge bathed in a red light.

"We're under attack by the Nomulars," the ensign yelled. "All communications down."

The captain pointed to our heros. "You three, I need you to take and escape pod and find help!"

"That's our cue," Timmy said and they left. (A/n- before anyone says anything, I mixed in factors from the original series and Next Generation)

They appeared, in their normal forms, but they were in some strange world, where everything looked like rather crude drawings on a dry-erase board.

"Hmm, White-board World," Timmy said, "this show hasn't been on in ages. I thought they took it off the air."

"Well, this show looks harmless enough," Wanda murmured. She spoke too soon as a giant bull came rampaging down a hill, smoke pouring from it's nostrils.

"Yeah, totally harmless," Cosmo replied.

The pink haired fairy groaned. "Why can't there be and non-dangerous shows?" The jumped out of the bulls way and it charged by, slamming into a wall in it's hurry. Dizzy, and horns bent up, the bull staggered off.

"See, Wanda. This show isn't that dangerous." She stared at him, eyebrow raised. "Compared to the others."

"I don't know, sport, I think we should head back now. We've been gone almost all day."

Timmy pondered it for a few moments. "Yeah, I guess you're right." He pulled out his remote and pressed 'return'. Soon, they were all back in Timmy's room. "I wish Vicky was in the living room and still thought this was all a dream. Waving their wands, they pulled the red-head out of Timmy Tv and placed her downstairs. Then he tossed the remote to the fairies, who made it disappear. Timmy looked at the clock, 9:00 p.m.

"Well, time to turn in," Wanda told him. He let them poof him into his pajamas and put him in bed. "Goodnight sport. I hope you're done with you 'Tv Traveling'."

"Yeah, I'm done." Smiling, his godparents turned into fish and retired to their castle. However, unbeknownst to either Cosmo or Wanda, Timmy had pressed another button of the remote before he gave it to them, record. He pulled out the copy remote and quietly hid it under his bed, along with the other magical items from his fairy-versary. "Oh I'm done, for now."

The End.