Noises of sudden yet peaceful bird songs woke Timmy up from his sleeping conscious. His body ached and felt rather heavy, as if numb. Timmy blinked a couple of times, trying to rise but weight seemed to bring him down. The weight was just pain sudden pain, but after a minute or two, they started to soothe. Timmy finally sat up, rubbing his forehead, and wiped his eyes to clarify his vision.

A small, light blue, bird was in front of him, still singing joyful songs, perched on Timmy's foot. "Hey! Get outta here!" Timmy yelled waving his arms, making the bird flee. As the bird flapped away, Timmy immediately stood to his feet. He scoped his surroundings, "Where am I?" he wondered.

His blue eyes saw only a forest, which wasn't thick with trees, but it was still meadow-like. He realized he was in the middle of a pale dirt road, with faded tracks. The tracks seemed to be from wheels that were as thin as his small thumb, along with some dirt covered footprints of hooves and boots of some sort.

As Timmy looked down, he quickly yelped and jumped. He had barely noticed his clothing was immediately changed. He wore soft brown clothes which were at least a bit darker than the road. On his feet were thin furred boots, which were really chocolate brown. His pants where very soft as well, but it had some small silk patches that hung down to his ankles. At the least, the pants were as long to the tip of his ankles, so the hanging squares were very short.

Timmy grabbed the bottom of his shirt, stretching the fabric, seeing that there was a design sewed on it. "Cool," he muttered, nodding his head. On his shirt was a red dragon head, breathing orange flames. The flame seemed to be sewed in different layers of color. The dragon had yellow plates that were soft metal material, which was also sewn in the shirt, which made it almost a small part for hard armor.

He immediately let go of his shirt, hearing muffled footsteps in front of him, looking above himself. The steps seemed to come from the side of the forest, crunching dead grass and fallen leaves. "Who's there?" he squeaked. He knew he had no items or weapons to defend him with, and worse, his fairy godparents weren't here at all. It took him a few seconds to realize his situation of his fairies, being alone.

The steps stopped as soon as Timmy had asked. "Hey! I found Timmy!" called out a voice, who yelled in a male tone to some other footsteps in the background.

Timmy sighed with relief, seeing a wavy point of brown hair from a bush. "Jimmy!" he cried in joy, seeing the figure who yelled actually appear. It was Jimmy! Jimmy Neutron!

"Timmy!" he also cried in joy, and quickly, the boys ran to each other to give each other a friendly (yet manly) hug.

After letting go of each other, Timmy saw others coming from behind Jimmy. Behind Jimmy, was Sam, Tucker, and Spongebob but, surprisingly, no Danny Phantom. Timmy's eyes widened, seeing they were also wearing different clothes than regular status.

Jimmy had a real dark brown long sleeve sweater-like shirt. It had darker square design that seemed to repeat. Jimmy's legs were actually covered in blue fabric pants, almost like jeans. Tucker wore a yellow torn long sleeve shirt with a red hood connected to it. His regular pants were replaced also with soft stretched soft pants, in the same color of his regular jeans. On his chest, was a completely red dragon sewing with a small grey figure of a knight riding on the dragon. The dragon was sprouting the same flame color like Timmy's.

Sam wore a black sleeveless and thin fabric top. Her top had dark grey leather that seemed to be her armor. She had a black shirt, with also black leather designs. For footwear, she also had boots but they seemed to look like they were dyed in black as well, having black spikes at the heels. She too, had a red dragon design with a knight riding on it.

Spongebob had golden leather square clothes. Amazingly, he still had his socks on his long feet, and his little fancy shoes. For his design, was only a grey sword.

"Whoa," Timmy started, "what are you carrying, Sam?"

In Sam's hands were four brown belts with weapons and a bow with arrows on her back. "Well, we found these weapons, and someone was lazy to carry his bow." Her eyes gestured to Tucker.

"Hey, those aren't our things!" Tucker projected.

"Like I said before," Jimmy interrupted, "those have to be ours. They are technically ours, for they are in our possession this instance. Sam, maybe we should pass these weapons out, now that we are all here."

Obeying, Sam gently placed the items down, and taking off the bow and arrows. She gave the bow and arrows to Tucker, who earlier declared they were his. "I'll take the small mace." Jimmy said, and was tossed the belt with the weapon. The mace was rather small but the spikes were at least an inch for some damage.

"I'll take the axe." Sam removed the axe from the group, leaving only three swords left.

Timmy and Spongebob took the swords. "Wait a second," Spongebob then gleefully added "there's one more sword."

The sword's belt actually was grey, not brown like the others. "I guess I'll take it too." Sam sighed. She decided to place the sword belt before the axe's belt. Afterwards she had the grey belt wilting, at the brown axe belt stood correctly at her waist.

"Pfft, you look like a Viking." Tucker sneered, after everyone placed their weapons on.

"Shut it." Sam rolled her eyes at him, giving him a look.

"Say guys," Timmy spoke almost quietly, "do you know where we're exactly at?"

"Well, to my calculations," Jimmy brightly started, "when my computer said that there were sudden openings from our worlds, it meant we are going into a universe. I don't know what this one is, but maybe if we look around, we could figure what is this universe and it's property and possibly timeline."

Tucker pointed an objecting finger at Jimmy, "Dude, you could of just said we are in a different universe. That will do."