This fic is based loosely off of an episode of Futurama, however it is not a crossover.
I never thought something like this would happen to someone like me. It all happened so fast, yet it seemed like it lasted an eternity. Oh, pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jimmy.
Anyway, it happened quite a while ago, and so much happened it's hard to describe it all. But I guess I'll just start from the beginning, like all my bedtime stories do.
I woke up groggily that morning. It was a wonderful day out; the sun was shining a bright, warm glow, there were big poofy clouds dotted across the sky that looked like they could start raining cotton candy any second, and everyone was outside playing on the cul-de-sac, including Sarah. As I saw here I jumped out of bed, forgetting my previous groggyness, and got dressed as fast as I could. There was no need to eat breakfast, for Sarah and I were going to have a lovely brunch with Mister Yum-Yum and all his friends. I ran outside only to get smacked at 30 miles-per-hour by an airborne Eddy. Eddy, by the way, was a short scoundrel who always tried to scam us kids out of our money. Nobody likes him except his weird friends, Ed and Double-D. We flew into a nearby mailbox and I felt my recently-healed owies opening back up again. I can never find out why misfortune and woe happen to me. I don't remember a time where I haven't worn a cast or a bandage somewhere on my body in my entire life! But suddenly I felt Eddy's weight lift off of me.
"Eddy you idiot! Look what you did to poor Jimmy!" shouted Sarah as she held him up by his collar.
"Hey, it's not my fault he got in the way when Shovel-Chin over there punched me!" he replied. Sarah threw him into Kevin, the neighborhood bully, and knocked him off of his treasured bike.
The next scene was pure horror; Kevin and Eddy started fighting and Eddy dragged Sarah into it. I cried and shouted for the fighting to stop but like always everyone ignored me. Thankfully Rolf, the strange lad from another country who has a farm in his backyard, came and broke up the fight. I can't remember exactly what he said except telling them to stop and relating it to some strange thing about his old country.
"Come on Jimmy, let's go." Sarah said nonchalantly as she brushed the debris off of her clothes. I followed her closely as we headed to our secret place.
Our secret place was beautiful. It was near the edge of the woods, on the top of a cliff that overshadowed all of Peach Creek. It was quite a hike, but Sarah was nice enough to carry me up the more treacherous parts of the mountain. Soon we reached the top of the cliff, with the million dollar view of the world below in front of us. A single wooden picknick table stood in a flat, circular area of grass that halfway stretched beyond the normally straight edge of the cliff. It was our secret area that no one else came to or even knew about (Sarah had Ed take the table up there but the big lug forgot about it the day afterward). No one really ever took notice to the cliff; it was so high up that it looked as if the sky covered it up with a light shade of blue and no one even knew there was a passage up there from the forest. Sarah and I started going up there after we originally found it because not even the Eds could bother us there. I was of course afraid of the possibility of falling down a few thousand feet above the cul-de-sac, but as long as Sarah was with me I would follow her to the end of the Earth.
She was especially beautiful today; her soft, red hair fell down beyond her ears like a waterfall, her eyes shimmered in the daylight and her skin seemed so radiant it was as if it was powering the sun from afar. I never told anyone--not even Mister Yum-Yum--that I was in love with her. I was always a wimp of a boy who didn't have the strength to stand up for himself or the smarts to outwit anyone (that was Double-D's department) and I am cursed with being horribly accident-prone and nobody likes being around me. Except Sarah, that is. She looks past all of my faults and weaknesses and she stays with me through thick and thin, and I love her.
But I could never gather the strength to tell her that.