TF: Revenge of the Anti-Nicktoons by SOLmaster11, literature
Literature
TF: Revenge of the Anti-Nicktoons
One fine morning in Dimmsdale, Timmy was just about ready to head out to run a few errands. His fairies hand him his keys and briefcase until he heard a knock at the door. Unsure who it was, he went to the living room and opened the front door, letting SpongeTron come in.
“Hi Mr. Turner.” SpongeTron greeted. “Are Tommy and Tammy home?”
“Hey SpongeTron.” Timmy greeted and answered, “Actually, Tammy left a little while ago and I haven’t seen Tommy all morning.”
Hearing that his friends weren’t home, SpongeTron shrugged and replied, “Gee, that’s too bad. I guess they̵
It was a wonderful afternoon in Retroville, but not everyone was happy. Max Neutron was sitting at his kitchen table, leaning down on the surface with a depressed look. But his mother, Cindy, came over and placed a large box on the table.
“Look Max.” Cindy said enthusiastically, “I found a box of your old baby stuff.”
But Max did not respond and continued to sulk. Cindy remained oblivious to this and looked through the box. She pulled out small light green footy pajamas. “Oh, look, remember when you wore this?” Max ignored her and Cindy pulled out a little pair of shoes, gasping in delight, “Your baby