Before you can even get up and get yourself a beer in order to read this story, there was a knock at the door.

"I'm coming!" Said Ginger as she approached the door and saw that it was her younger cousin Timmy Turner who was carrying a fish bowl of all things. "You brought your fish. Why?"

"because if I don't, they will die to to my negligent parents," said Timmy with his giant tooth that was enough to make Ginger snap a pencil and put it in his head.