Alright, here's the deal, you may or may not have noticed that I haven't really updated my stories recently, and the reasoning for that is simple, I had Freshmen Final Exams, or FFE's as I call them, which I claim stands for a variety of profane things I don't think I should discuss. Anyway, now, you probably don't care, but my school year is officially over as of Friday, and I'm in a huge ship in the middle of the ocean, seriously, I'm on a carribean cruise, so, I'll be busy relaxing (oxymoron, I know). So, the only story I'll really be working on is this one, Cruise to Danger, which sprang from me being on a cruise, I'll have it done before the end of my cruise, ten days from now, so enjoy around an update or two a day! Thanks, this story, as you will soon learn is dedicated to our good friend and fellow writer quietthinker!
Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron, any related characters or trademarks, I also do not own Royal Caribbean cruise lines, or any other copyrighted or trademarked material.
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to quietthinker! (The whole story)
Tales From Another Broken Home
Cindy heard the sound of breaking glass from downstairs as her father smashed another lamp. Her parents were getting a divorce and her father wasn't happy about it.
"Shit. Look, I'm really sorry Cind." Her boyfriend and debatably best friend said. (Libby and him are both her best friends in this one)
"It's not your fault." Cindy said dejectedly "I just wish I could get away from all of this." She threw down her AP physics book despairingly.
"It's not your fault either, it's their fault." Jimmy said consolingly putting his arm around her as they sat on her bedroom floor, leaning against a wall.
"And I can think of a way for us to get away." He said knowingly.
"And what might that be?" She asked.
"Can't tell you." He replied playfully, she punched him lightly.
"Fine, I surrender, how would you like to go on a ten-day cruise?"
She gaped at him. "Really?"
"Yep, I stopped those aliens from destroying Royal Caribbean's shipyard and they said I could have the Presidential Suite on any cruise I wanted. It's huge, with four bedrooms, a hot tub, a grand piano, living room, kitchen, balcony and concierge and room service."
"In one suite! How much would that thing cost?"
"Five thousand dollars, but for us it's free, we could take the others if you want, the cruise leaves June fifth." He told her, she sat there for a moment and then threw her arms around him, the fell over and started kissing passionately.
"Think about it…ten nights, just you and me…Libby would keep the others away…away from all this…" He said between kisses, he had invited the others, and Libby had volunteered to help keep them away from Jimmy and Cindy when they wanted to be alone, she could just tell Carl where the free ice cream bar was and enjoy some quality time, i.e. make out time with Sheen.
Their make-out session came to an end when they heard someone coming up the stairs; Jimmy touched a button on his watch and became invisible.
Cindy grabbed her physics textbook, straightened her hair and opened the book, pretending to read.
"Cindy dear." Her mother said, coming into the room.
"Oh. Yes mother."
"Your father left to go somewhere and I have a lunch with Libby's mother so you'll be here by yourself."
"All alone, we could have fun studying." Jimmy whispered in her ear, invisible, and she giggled softly.
"Sorry mom, sure, that's fine." Cindy said to her suspicious mother, surreptitiously elbowing Jimmy in the side.
Her mother left and Jimmy waited until they heard her car pull out before becoming visible again.
She jumped on him.
He just laughed and kissed her again.
Just then, Cindy's phone rang and she got up to answer it.
"Hey Libs…" Cindy said, and then fell silent.
"Alright then…okay, I'll be there." She said, hanging up.
"What is it?" Jimmy asked, a note of concern in his voice.
"Libby wants me to come over, she said she had a big problem and that she needed me right away, come on." Cindy said, running out the door. Jimmy stood for a minute and then turned to the open window and got out on her roof. He ran down it and then jumped eight feet onto the soft grass, waiting for Cindy.
"Did she tell you what is was she needed you for?" Jimmy asked as Cindy came out the front door.
"No." She said, running off down the street, Jimmy caught her, grabbed her waist and activated his rocket shoes. She held onto him and they headed off for Libby's house.
"That was your big problem?" Jimmy asked exasperatedly when they reached Libby's house and she had explained the problem.
"It is a big problem, deciding what dress to wear on your date requires careful decision making." Cindy said indignantly, defending her friend. Jimmy hit his head; he should've expected it to be something like this.
"Look, that one's great, that-help?" Jimmy said pointing at the dress in Libby's right hand.
"Yeah, that one's gorgeous." Cindy said helpfully.
"It is, but don't you think that this one goes better with my eyes?" Libby asked, looking at Cindy pointedly.
"I'm sure Sheen would be fine with…" Jimmy started, but Cindy silenced him with a look and began examining the two dresses.
Knowing this could take hours, Jimmy headed towards Libby's bedroom door.
"Libby, can I use your TV?" He asked politely. Libby waved to him distractedly.
"I'll take that as a yes." He muttered as he walked down the stairs.
"I'm gonna go to the Candy Bar." Jimmy called up the stairs, to Cindy. I can probably find Carl somewhere there. He thought, walking out Libby's front door and activating his jet shoes.
LATER ON
It was a Saturday, and as most people in Retroville High knew, on Saturday nights you could always find Jimmy and Cindy in the lab or Cindy's room, sometimes accompanied by Carl, Sheen or Libby. This particular Saturday night, Jimmy and Cindy were joking in Cindy's room, waiting for Carl, Sheen and Libby, Cindy was trying to convince Jimmy to play truth or dare when the others came and Jimmy was predicting all sorts of dire consequences that would result from this.
"Even you admit that's impossible."
"I don't know alien attacks seem to happen whenever we play that game."
"Only twice!"
"It's the weekend, I don't want to have to deal with an attempt at world domination on the weekends."
"We are playing and that's final."
"Well fine, but you take full responsibility of the Yolkians attack again."
"Alright," Cindy said. "Now which movie do you want to watch?"
"I was thinking a Sci-Fi flick, we've seen romantic stuff the past three Saturdays in a row."
"Well I got The Notebook, so too bad." Jimmy feigned despair and pretended to stab himself with a pencil.
As Jimmy lay on the floor, in a comic, over exaggerated dead pose, they head shouting from downstairs.
"Fucking bitch! Shut the fucking hell up!" They heard a man shout. Cindy stood bolt upright.
"I'm sorry Cindy." Jimmy said, shutting the bedroom door, thinking it would probably be better for her not to hear the fight.
However, no door could block out what they heard next.
"FUCK YOU!" A man yelled and they heard the resonating crack of a gunshot.
Cindy jumped to her feet and barreled past Jimmy, rushing out of her bedroom door, Jimmy ran after her.
"Don't!" He called, but she was already at the stairs, he set his watch laser to it's highest setting and padding softly after her, staying cautiously at the bottom of the stairs, he hesitated before running out from there too, he saw Cindy's mother lying on the ground, clearly dead, and her father holding a smoking Colt handgun.
He had dropped the gun and was staring at Cindy's mother with a look of hatred when he saw Cindy, he picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the coffee table, he had a makeshift knife as the gun had fallen behind where Cindy was standing in shock. He lashed out, slashing her arm as she charged him.
Not thinking, Jimmy reacted instinctively. He swung around and fired his laser, hitting Cindy's father in the arm, but it didn't stop him, he turned to Jimmy and stabbed him, Jimmy fell back clutching his arm and feeling hot blood under his hand. Cindy's father advanced further, but then Jimmy clutched his ears as a gunshot echoed just above and to the right of his head, he watched as her father jerked and crumpled to the floor, shot dead by Cindy.
Cindy shook uncontrollably and the smoking weapon fell from her limp grasp, she fell to the floor where she fainted from shock. Jimmy ripped off part of his shirt and tied it tight around his wound to stop the blood flow, he looked at Cindy, knew she would need help, her injury wasn't bad, but not all wounds are physical. He pulled out his cell phone and, feeling dizzy, dialed 911, he told them where he was and what had happened before collapsing himself.
A/N: I know, not exactly horror, but don't worry, this is one of those first chapters where everything is just setting up for the rest of the story. REVIEW!