Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron. insertsobhere

A/N: Don't have much of an Author's note. Umm, this is probably my first JN oneshot, and my first JN story on , so please be a bit nice! And, if you liked it, PLEASE REVIEW! If you didn't, don't review. Seriously.

"Once and for all, Jimmy Neutron, you are surly going down…" Seymour said with a giggle.

He laughed cruelly and spun around in his roller chair. He turned back to his computer.

"Drum roll please!" Seymour paused, raising his hands. Then, he looked around hurrying on his desk to use for drumsticks. He picked up a ruler and a pencil and started to drum hard on his desk, when suddenly the led on the pencil broke.

Seymour gasped. He jumped from his red, roller chair and scrambled to the drawers and pulled out a body tape measure.

He ran to his body length mirror and wrapped the tape measure around his arm.

"Wow!" Seymour gasped, then flexed a muscle. "Just you wait, ladies! This guy has the brains, and the body."

BEEP! BEEP!

Seymour raced back to his computer.

Website download: 9

"9?!" Seymour groaned. "This is what I get for getting this computer from Good Will!"

Seymour sighed. "Oh well, I guess I can monologue."

Seymour evil laughed once more. "Jimmy Neutron, you got me expelled from Pomona, and now I am going to…GET YOU INTO DETENTION!" he laughed insanely.

"All I need to do," he explained to his computer and poster of Albert Einstein on the wall. "is put Neutron's name on the detention list, and he'll be there before the day is done!" He smirked.

Seymour turned back to his computer, and it read "10" and sighed.

Seymour snored as he slept in the red roller chair in front of his desk, which had his computer on top, which he got from the Good Will (got all that?).

He woke up and looked at the screen that read had the open Internet window.

"…HEY IT'S DONE LOADING!"

Seymour slowly typed in the words "Jimmy Neutron"—to make it more dramatic, of course.

His fingers slowly floated above the enter key. Seymour started to slam his finger down when he was suddenly interrupted by:

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Seymour sighed, "WHAT?!"

"Seymour, darling," called a high female voice on the other side of the door. "It's time for dinner!"

"MO-OM!"

"Seymour," Seymour's mother said, "You get out of your room now! You're chicken's getting cold!"

"BUT MOM! I'm just about to seek my revenge!"

"You can do that LATER!"

Seymour sighed and glared back at the computer, "I'll be back for you James…"

Before leaving the room and going to eat his dinner.