What would have happened if they hadn't escaped from the Space Bandits, hadn't become full sized again, had actually been sold as toys?
Tee and Travoltron had unloaded the boxes fast. Sheen looked around. "Wow! The Third Nebulon! It's even better than I remembered!"
Carl's shoes squished as he came to peer out the glass with his friend. "Sheen, you've never been here before."
"Really? Oh, never mind. I must have confused it with Grandma's house." He stuck his tongue out. "She never cleans."
Jimmy elbowed people out of his way, trying to see out of the rectangular fish tank. They had been squished into two of these things, and he could barely move. "Come on people, let me through."
Just then, a piercing scream broke through the panicking mass.
"Nerdtron!!"
He grimaced.
Turning, he saw Cindy karate kicking through the helpless bystanders. Sam fell with only one blow, and knocked down at least four other people in his wake. "Cindy, remember what we discussed? About your rage?"
She screeched and picked Jimmy up with handfuls of his shirt, shaking the crap out of him. "This – is – no – time – for – calm – stupid! Do something! Fix this!!"
He shoved out of her grasp. "I'm trying, Cindy! You need to give me a chance to think, though." Jimmy turned to look at the rest of the crowd who had gathered around him. "What?"
Mr. Neutron piped up, "Jim-bo, we need you to tell us what we need to do. Can't you get one of your science things to get us home?"
Jimmy nervously turned. At every angle, people were waiting for him to fix this. His palms got sweaty and he could feel his ring finger twitch. (The only part of him that actually ever twitched, but don't tell anyone that it's noticeable)
Just as Jimmy was about to (inevitably) give a speech that would either uplift the shrunken people not to lose hope or maybe to come up with a brilliant plan that would get them back to Retroville and resize them again, Zix's face appeared next to the tank.
"Tiny earthlings!" He called, grinning and swinging a bag of money, "We do bid you a fond farewell! Have a good life as toys, and thank you for all your help in our… wallet area." Jimmy could hear Travoltron's laugh from somewhere nearby.
Cindy banged her tiny fists on the glass. "You better take us back home, you big lizard!"
Zix pretended to consider this for a moment. "Hm, well, I don't know… No! See you, tiny."
They watched their last link to Home take off in the charred McSpanky's and fly away. Libby burst into tears. "My music! What if they listen to crap out here? What if they listen to…" she gulped, " – opera?" She swooned.
Sheen popped up, "I'm ready to be a toy! Maybe they'll have Ultralady up here!" He sighed dreamily. "Oh, if only."
"Okay, everyone," Jimmy began, his mind racing, as he looked around from useful things. It was then that a strangely shaped hand swooped in and grabbed him. Struggling, he strained to get back down to his friends. "Mom! Dad!"
Mrs. Neutron desperately jumped and called, "Jimmy! We love you! We'll see you soon!"
He was put down on a large, flat surface which he could only assume was a table. Someone else dropped out of the hand soon after. "Cindy!"
Jimmy ran over to her. "Are you okay?" He asked, gently taking her hand to feel her pulse. Still more powerful than anyone he had ever known.
"Neutron?" She said, quietly, her green eyes watery and afraid, "Are we going to die?"
He studied her for a second. Then Jimmy Neutron, the boy genius, who could figure anything at all out with just a few seconds for a 'Brain Blast!', had to answer honestly, "I don't know."
