Timmy had returned from 1986 just a year ago and things in his life are a little different. He was never banned from the seventies and when Jorgen approached him about it, Timmy refused to tell Jorgen why he wasn't banned from the seventies.

As for him never wishing that he was never born, it never happened for Timmy's fourth dimensional sense had already told him what would happen if he was never born. Poof was wished for, making everyone forget about how Timmy used to act before he ever time traveled all except for Timmy.

He never forgot any of his lessons nor about his uncle, Marty, and Annie. He would never forget. In fact, that adventure fueled his ambitions to be the best he can be. Now, to the present day….

October 20, 2002

7:45 a.m.

Dimmsdale, California

Timmy's POV

It was a typical day for me. I was in my trilogy wishes; the Matrix, the Lord of the Rings, and Harry Potter. I was playing with my fairy family, having the time of my life. Okay, bad pun but you know what I mean. For about a year now; no one had any clue that I, Timothy Tiberius Turner, had gone to 2015, 1985-A, 1885, 1985, and 1986. Not Jorgen, not my fairy family, not Jimmy Neutron, and not even Nacey herself. And I was going to keep it that way.

Anyways, Jorgen flew in on a broom and poofed away Vicky who was Moldy Wart.

He yelled to me, "Turner, stop!"

My blood ran cold. He may have forgotten about how much I had changed ever since my return but maybe he had learned my secret. I was seriously thinking that it was not the case. I didn't want to lose the last family I had. I flew away from him and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him poofing away Cosmo and Wanda. I caught Poof and I was thrilled, since I didn't want Jorgen to think I knew that something was wrong. But, Jorgen finally caught up to me and poofed away Poof as well.

I yelled, "Poof!" Jorgen flew over to me and I asked, mad, "Hey, what gives? We're playing a game here!"

Just then, my head started to pound. My fourth dimensional sense was kicking in, badly. I knew that something was very wrong. I turned to Jorgen.

He answered, "The fun time is over." 'Why did you have to go and use a time pun?' I wanted to ask but kept to myself. He added, "This is not a game! Remain in the shadows, do not speak your name!"

'Do not speak my name? What kind of trouble am I in?' I thought but I responded to Jorgen, "Uh, you're freaking me out here."

With a wave of his wand, I fell out of the clouds, landed on my back, and found myself in front of my house. I got up and brushed myself off. I went into my act, thinking that Jorgen might be still watching me.

I said, "Huh, a trilogy wish with a twist ending. I'll have Cosmo and Wanda wish up another one after school. 'The Chosen One 4: Jorgen's a Jerk' !"

And that was totally true in my book, especially since I had gotten back about a year ago from my time traveling adventures and I couldn't tell a soul seeing that I was afraid that I would lose Cosmo and Wanda. I looked around for my fairy family. I shouted, "Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof?" No answer; just a frog near-by, croaking. My head was still pounding. I had to put on my best act. If this was a test to get me to reveal my time traveling secret, Jorgen sure was doing a lousy job. I shrugged and said, "Okay, guess I'll meet up with those guys later."