A/N: This is my first non-digimon story (let alone my first Jimmy Neutron), so please R/R and enjoy!

            Jimmy sat, head in hands, waiting for the bell to ring as Mrs. Fowl wore on.  "So class *BAWWK*, that's how we won the American Revoluuution."

            The bell suddenly rang, announcing the end of school for the week and the beginning of a three-day weekend.  As the class ran out the door, Mrs. Fowl tried in vain to remind the class about their homework assignment, but her voice was lost in the mad scramble to get out the door.

            Out in the hall, Jimmy, Sheen, and Carl discussed what they were planning to do for their weekend.

            "Well, why don't we all come over to my house?" Sheen suggested.

            Carl nodded.  "Um, okay, but I have a dentist appointment tonight."

            "Okay, great!  I'll see you guys over there.  Ultralord away!" Sheen ran down the street, arms outstretched as if flying.

            "Hey Jimmy, do you ever wonder why Sheen does that?" Carl asked.

            Jimmy shook his head, "I try not to…"

NvEoUrTtReOxN

            "Okay, Sheen, why did you want us to come over?" Carl wheezed.

            Sheen paused before opening the door to his room.  He grinned at his friends and said, "I just got the coolest thing at the store yesterday!  Behold the great, the strong, the powerful," he swung the door wide open, "ULTRALORD!"  In the middle of the room stood a life-sized Ultralord doll, but that kind of thing was expected from someone like Sheen.

            Another paper airplane whizzed across the room while the trio sat around bored.  They had been debating over what to do for the past fifteen minutes.  "Well, maybe we can watch some television!" Jimmy sat up.  "The history channel's doing a program about Pythagoras and the beginnings of algebra."

            "But Ultralord's on in five minutes!" Sheen complained.

            "Yeah, well I want to watch the Llama Channel," Carl smiled.

            "Sorry, Carl, but we don't have cable."

            Carl looked to be in a state of mild shock.  "No… llamas?"

            "Well, I guess that means no math either.  Okay, why not watch Ultralord," Jimmy shrugged.

            Sheen yelled in victory and turned the TV on.

            AND NOW WE BEGIN OUR FIVE-HOUR LONG ULTRALORD MARATHON.  WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR HERO, HE WAS TRAPPED IN THE CLUTCHES OF THE EVIL ZORBON.  WILL HE ESCAPE?

            Jimmy looked at Sheen.  "This is a five-hour marathon?"

            But Sheen was too engrossed in the episode to answer Jimmy.  He clutched the bedposts as he watched his idol battle the evil blue aliens.  Jimmy sighed and started watching.

            A/N: The chapter's short (and not very good), but oh well.  Reviews are encouraging to me, and help me write faster, so please do so in an orderly fashion.