To cheerleader practice

"Let's head to cheer practice" Jim suggested.

"Great idea," his dad said and pushed some buttons on the device. Jim felt a strange feeling in his stomach as if it was twirled and twisted for a moment. Then he realized that they were not back home anymore, but standing in a corner of the school's sports ground.

"Why you didn't tell me that this can teleport us?"

"Well, isn't that like a standard feature for such things?"

Jim sighted. His dad was right in some way. Both men looked around and tried to come up with some good targets. Finally, Jim pointed towards some training cheerleaders.

"Those look like they could need some more attention."