"You left the garage door open didn't you?!" Carl asked Wilbur after he was done explaining, that a Guy in a Bowler Hat stole the Time Machine. "Next question." Wilbur said, not wanting to answered him. "WE HAVE TO TELL YOU'RE DAD!" Carl scream running for the exit but Wilbur stops him. "Carl! What the first rule in a situation like this?"

"Uuuuh close the garage door." Carl answered. "Ooh low blow." I commented. "No. It's don't panic. Now, we got to get the Time Machine back from that Bowler Hat Guy." Wilbur told us. "But how? He's who knows, when right now!" I told him. "Well you're dead, (Name) is somewhat innocent, and I'm deactivated. Nice knowing you!"

"(Name) and I could follow him in the prototype Time Machine. But we'll need to infiltrate The Time Machine security vault." Wilbur explained ignoring Carl's comment completely. Carl gasp. "You're going to break into your Dad's Time Lab?!"

"Yes! Now what's the fastest way to Sub Level 3?" Wilbur asked, Carl let out a sigh before he pop out a map out of his chest. "Let's see... Sun Level 3... okay! You'll have to take 4:15 express, run the giant hamster ball to the third hall, jump through the spinning fan of death, turn right.... NO WAIT! I mean left.... are you sure you don't want to tell you're Dad?"

"I'm SURE!"

"Right. After that you just have to make it past the Robot Guardian. But he's nothing to worry about." Carl explained. "Sweet! High five!" Wilbur hold up his hand for Carl to give him five but Carl was to engross by the map to notice. So Wilbur and I just went head to Sub Level 3.

After nearly avoiding being capture, seriously injured, or dead! We made it to the Time lab where we encountered the newly upgraded Robot Guardian. Which was a pain to take out! But once it was down, we got the Prototype Time Machine!

We took the elevator up to the garage where Carl was waiting for us. "Is there anything Wilbur Robinson's can't do?" Wilbur asked him with a smug smile. "Well there's close the garage door, clean your room, be on time, tell the truth, put your clothes away, eat your veggies, tell (Name) you have a crush on her, run for office..."

"Wait what was that?" I asked Carl, but he didn't hear me and continue to listen the many things Wilbur can't do. "I-it's probably nothing! Come on let's go!" Wilbur said with a red face, as he grabs my arm and pulls me into the Time Machine. Wilbur flew us up and out of the garage, traveling us back to the day his Dad enter a Science fair that change his whole life.

I still can't believe I forgot to lock the garage door. Now the future is in danger because of me! Alright stay calm, you can fix this. Carl going to stay quiet and you have (Name) here to help you. With them having your back everything will be back to normal and Dad will never know!

Just got to make sure Dad's science fair goes on with out anything bad happening. Dad's told me the story about his science fair like a million times. So I'll know if something wrong when I see it.

"Wow... MP3 players! I haven't seen one of these since I was like five!" (Name) said when she saw one kid was using an old piece of technology as we walk through the halls of the school. This causes some of the kids to look at us like we're strange.

I grab (Name's) hand and pull her away into a janitors closet. "(Name), we need to keep a low profile." I told her. "Why? We never did before when we travel through time." Hearing her say this out loud makes it seem like we're really irresponsible with the time machine.

"Yeah but remember the Bowler Hat Guy is here. If we give ourselves away he'll run away and we might never find him." I explained. "Yeah, you got a good point there. But I thought we had to question your Dad to make sure he's safe."

"We will, now we're a member of T.C.T.F." I explained quickly flashing my bags. "Huh?" She asked. "Time Continuum Task Force." I answered, (Name's) eyes light up with joy. "Ooh! That's sounds so cool!" I smile, feeling the familiar heat hit my face again, when ever (Name) would do or say something cute. "I'm glad you like it partner. Operation Make Sure Dad's Science Fair Goes Well, is a go!"

(Name) and I enter the gym which was a lot smaller compared to the gyms we have in the future. There's not even enough room for Robot wrestling! How do people in the past live like this?!

"Dr Krunklehorn, I know you're very busy there at Inventco Labs, and we're just so excited to have you as a judge." I turn around to see a teacher talking to Grandma when she was younger.

"It's my pleasure, Mr Willerstein. Hey, you never know. One of your students may invent the next integrated circuit or microprocessor or integrated circuit." Grandma hold out her arm to stop the teacher.

"Oh, wait! I said that already. Well, I just don't get out of that lab very much." She noticed his bow tie, getting close to his face. "Is that a bow tie? I like bow ties. I HAVEN'T SLEPT IN EIGHT DAYS!" She then back away with a pleasant smile on her face.

"Well, then can I get you a cot or something?" The teacher asked her. "Nope." Grandma slap a sticker of the old coffee cup, on his head. "I've got the caffeine patch. It's my invention." She pull up her sleeve to show a bunch of coffee stickers on her arm. "Each patch is the equivalent of 12 cups of coffee. You can stay awake for days with no side effects. AAHHH!!! Sorry. Who's this?" She asked looking at a boy with a volcano, who waves.

"This is one of our students, Stanley Pukowski." The teacher told her. "Oh, so cute! I just want to bite his chubby little cheeks!" A whistle is blown and the two scream. A guy that looks like the gym teacher of this time walks up. "What's with the dress, Pukowski?" He asked the boy. "It's uh... actually a toga, sir."

"Coach, nice to see you, sort of. What are you doing here?" The teacher asked him. "Judging a science fair. What's it look like I'm doing?" The Coach told him. "And what makes you qualified to judge a science fair?" The coach leads over him. "It's my gym." The teacher chuckles nervously, turning to the boy. "Stanley. Volcano."

"Behold the awesome power of Mount Vesuvius!" The boy hits the switch but nothings happens. He does it repeatedly but still got nothing happens. "The toggle switch isn't uh... toggling." Grandma fell asleep while she was waiting, causing the teacher try to wake her up. "Dr Krunklehorn?" As soon as she heard her name she shot awake. "BARIUM, COBALT, EINSTEIN, KOOL-AID!"

"I don't know what she just said, but this project is UNACCEPTABLE! NOW, GIVE ME TWENTY LAPS AROUND THE GYM! MOVE IT IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT! GO! GO! GO!" The boy starts to run off to run around the gym. "Coach!" "I'm watching you." Well now I know what Grandma was like during this time period.

We started to walk off when I saw a boy walk by with a cart and something under a sheet. WAIT! I look at the boy to see he has the same hair as Dad. That got to be him!

I turn at (Name) to see she was distracted by an Fire Ant Farm. "So they only bite your enemies?" She asked a terrifying a little girl. "That's right." The girl replied, (Name) giggles. "Reminds me of my Mom's Fire Ants. Hey Wilbur check this out!" "That's cool, (Name). Now come on!" I grab her hand, pulling away so we could chase after Dad.

We follow after Dad looking at him from a distance. When he would turn in our direction we duck back his cart. When he reach a table we duck under the sheet waiting for him to put the Memory Scanner on the table. Once he that we jump up and under the sheet. A second later Dad lifted the sheet, he jump back falling on to the ground when he saw us. "This area's not secure." I grab him by his vest and pull him up under the sheet. "Get in."

"Have you been approached by a tall man in a bowler hat?" I asked him. "What?" Dad asked, (Name) put her hand over his mouth. "Hey, hey, we'll ask the questions here." She told him. "Okay, goodbye." Dad said trying to leave but I pull him back. "All right, didn't want to pull rank on you, but you forced my hand." I flash my badge for a split second.

"Special Agent Wilbur Robinson of the T.C.T.F. This is my partner, (Name) (Last Name)." I told him, pointing at the girl next to me. "Sup." (Name) said. "The what?" Dad asked. "Time Continuum Task Force. We're here to protect you."

"Well..." (Name) cut him off by covering his mouth again. "Now, tall man, bowler hat, approached you?" Dad push her hand away to speak. "No, why?" He asked. "We could lose our badges for this. He's a suspect in a robbery."

"What did he steal?" Dad asked. "A time machine." (Name) answered. "A what?" Dad asked rising a suspicious eyebrow. "We've tracked him to this time, and our informants say he's after you." I explained. "Me? Why me?"

"The boys back at HQ haven't figured out a motive yet. And by HQ, I mean headquarters." I explained. "I know what HQ means." He told me. "Good. You're a smart kid. That might keep you alive, for now." I told him. "Just worry about your little science gizmo and leave the perp to us." (Name) told him, we duck down, but I quickly return to tell him what she mean. "And by perp, she mean..."

"I know what it means!" Dad told me, sounding frustrated. "Okay, Mr. Smarty-pants." I said smiling and pointing at him. I duck back down and out of the sheet to to join (Name)... when I saw him. The man behind this whole mess!

"Bowler Hat Guy!" I race after him. "Wilbur wait!" (Name) called out to me, but I had already leapt at the man, grabbing his ankle. His cap fell on top of me, covering my head. "MY FROGS!" A girl scream just as I yank the cap off. "You're not gonna get away with it..."

I stop mid sentence when I saw it wasn't Bowler Hat Guy... it was just some kid. "...kid with science project." I said embarrass. "Dude, you almost busted my solar system!" I chuckle nervously, dropping the sheet that fell on me.

"Sorry kid, our mistake. We thought you were someone else." (Name) told him walking over. "You need to control your boyfriend!" The kid told her, before he grab his sheet and walked away. I sat there blushing at what he called me.

"Control your boyfriend? Ha I bet that kid gonna get a lot of dates when he's older." (Name) said not even seeming phased by his comment. "MY FROGS ARE GETTING AWAY!" A little girl scream grabbing both our hands and making us help her catch all her frogs.

She made me hold all her frogs while she and (Name) collects them. "Got you! That's the last of them." She told us giving me the last frog. "Annoying little girl, we don't have time for this. We're on a very important..." She grab my arm cutting me off. "Don't sass me, boy. I know karate." She started to hold up her hands hitting the air, I roll my eyes at her.

"Come on, Pukowski! Feel the pain! Love the pain!" I heard the coach say as he and the other judges apporch Dad's table. "Coach..." The teacher said. "Oooh! Next up is Lewis." Grandma said reading off her clipboard.

"Yes Lewis and... Lewis! Excuse me." The teacher walk over to Dad, whispering to him. After they talk Dad gave him a thumps up and the teacher returns to the judges. "Okay, stand back, everybody. This next project will knock your socks off.... Seriously, you might wanna stand back a little." Everyone took a step back.

Dad took a breath and start. "Have you ever forgotten something, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't remember it? Well, what happens to these forgotten memories? I propose they're stored somewhere in your brain, and I built a machine that can retrieve them. I call it the Memory Scanner."

Dad pull off the sheet to revealed the machine. "Oh, it's shiny!" Grandma said with excitement. "So, Lewis, how does the Memory Scanner work?" The teacher asked. "First, you input the desired period of time on this keypad." Dad told them opening up the lunchbox to show the keypad.

He grabs one of the ends of his headphone, pulling back to show the laser. "Then a laser scans the cerebral cortex, where memories are stored. The retrieved memory is then displayed on this monitor."

"Wrap him up. I'll take two." Grandma said hitting the couch with her elbow. "Now, I'm going back 12 years, three months and 11 days." Dad told them punching in the numbers in. "Why that particular day?" Coach asked then look at the shock judges. "You didn't think I was paying attention, did you?" He asked them, Grandma shook her head.

"Well, that was the day..." Dad couldn't bring himself to say it, making me worry. "Let's just say, that was a very important day in my life." He finally said putting me at ease. "Fair enough. Play ball."

He turn the nod twice and hit the button. "It'll just take a second to get the turbines going." He told them. The scanner starts up and a image begins to come up. That's when I notice the Bowler hat running by, making me gasp.

"LEWIS, WAIT!" I scream dropping the frogs on top of the little girl. Just then the scanner startes to malfunction. The fan comes lose and shots out of it place. It flies pass the judges and up to the ceiling hitting the light. The sparks fall down and landed on the kid's volcano. "SHE'S GONNA BLOW!" The kid scream.

The volcano exploded with the chemical inside falling everywhere. "Watch out!" Grandma said as she and the teacher shield themselves from the chemical while the Coach got hit. The smoke from the Volcano made the sprinklers go off.

The water made the floors slippery which cause the kid to slip and fall on the table with the Fire Ants. The Fire Ants farm was launched off the table an onto Coach. The glass breaks and all the ants crawl all over Coach bitting him. "Feel the pain! Love the... AAAH!" Coach around the gym screaming. "HURTS SO MUCH! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!

"Coach, suck it up, okay?" The teacher told him. (Name) and I made our way through the chaos around us. "Let us conduct ourselves in a way that we'll all be proud of tomorrow. Let's calm down!" Dad went up to the teacher grabbing his arm. "Mr Willerstein? I didn't mean to..." the teachers frown at him yanking his arm away. "Not now, Lewis!"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Dad told him tearing up, the teacher sigh. "Not now." He then walk off, trying to get everything under control. "Okay, and we are walking in a calm, orderly fashion toward the exits." Dad threw off the helmet and the keypad. He grab his backpack and ran out of the gym. "Wait Lewis!" We called out running after him.