Arguments

Quote: Yes, my brethren, argue that is indeed your life span away.

And may each clock pulsation be as bitter as a two edged sword."

"DUDES!"

It had not taken long to heal the half-dead alien prince of his maladies.

That had been easy enough for the three fairies.

….what WAS taking a while was convincing the crazed alien that they had to retrieve Timmy using another space craft-which Wanda had poofed

up after Cosmo had mistakenly conjured up a quarter slot soapbox derby instead of using magic.

The alien rounded on the green haired fairy, who was dreamingly listening to Elevator Hits of the Ninties on his ipod.

"Why won't your wando-majiggers work, dudes and dudette?! Turner's IN FOR IT! If the sucky-bot got

him, Turner's gonna-!"

Wanda scowled.

"Stop yelling at Cosmo!"

Cosmo merely frowned, headphones slipping to his neck.

"Stop yelling at Mark!"

The pink fairy rounded on him.

"Well, stop yelling at me for yelling at Mark for yelling at you!"

Mark slithered forwards.

"Dudette, stop yelling at Cosmo for yelling at you for yelling at me!"

"Stop yelling at me for yelling at you for yelling at Cosmo and yelling at you again-!"

There were many ways of getting your early start on energy.

There was the simplest measure adults generally used: Coffee.

There was an early morning jog.

Or the old delight-a cold shower.

.....

But Timmy found a fairly good wake up call to be fleeing for your life, screaming your head off as a pursuing robot rocketing on shrouds of sparks

down endless hallways.

The boy wildly thought that, if he ever got out of this one, he might authorize a series of books on How to Sweat off Half Your Body Weight in

Five Seconds.

Worth a shot.

"TURNER!"

Timmy shot a fearful glance behind him.

What was WITH the whole red eyes look on generally angry people? That really only happened in the funnies....

....so there was there no way it was happening right now.

Another lovely wake up call-seeing a demented robot pursuing you after you dumped three cans of peach juice on said bot befor fleeing for

your life.

"Agggghhh!"

Timmy staggered, lost his balance, and fell. Scrambling up again, Timmy attempted to regain composure-

....but slipped again.

The bot screeched to a dead halt, eyes flashing from scarlet to emerald.

"TURNER!"

Unfortunately, Timmy was falling towards solid floor again.

This time, he'd chosen to fall down a flight of steps.