Things are simple when you're 5…

Not a care in the world…

"I wish I had a friend…" young Timmy Turner thought aloud, scooting the toy VW back and forth on the carpet.

You don't even need a fairy…

"Hey, Pink Hat~!" a guy with wavy black hair and sunglasses said to Timmy.

To make your wish come true…

"Who are you?" Timmy asked innocently.

"Call me Gary!" The black haired boy said smoothly, pulling Timmy up by his hand.

"I'm your imaginary friend, and I'll be your best friend forever!"

I'll do anything for you…

"Does that mean you'll play with me?" Timmy asked excitedly.

"Yep."

"And we'll fight the monster in the closet together?"

"If we have time."

"And we'll do all sorts of cool stuff?"

"You bet." Gary smiled, pushing his hair back.

Just for you…

"After all, that's why I was born."

Because of you…

Timmy smiled, he didn't feel lonely anymore.

I'll wait for you…