"Hey twerp! Hows life down there, skinny?" Francis asked. Timmy was being picked on for his size again.
"It's fine Francis. Now leave me alone". TImmy walked home and found his parents in the kitchen. His dad was on a stool, trying to reach the top cabinet.
"Need any help dad?" he asked.
"No son, i'm fine. Besides, you wouldn't be able to reach it".
Timmy stormed up to his bedroom to find Cosmo inthe fishbowl. Wanda was taking a, what she called, "long deserved vacation".
"Hey Timmy, what's up?" he asked.
"Or what's down. I keep getting teased for being short and skinny at school."
"Well, it's not like you're the shortest kid-"
"-In class? Well, I am. I don't want to be teased anymore. I want to show Francis whose bigger than him. I wish to be the biggest and fattest kid in the world".
"Okay" Cosmo.
Timmy just realized what he said, but before he could take it back, he felt a power hit him.
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