AN:HA! I FINALLY got tosee "MyBig FatSpy Wedding" HA! One of myfaves now. Heehee, especially when Cindy spots Jimmy in his tux...(Fangirl giggle/squeel)
Anyway, I got to wondering, what would have happened if Cindy hadn't erased the tape? And Jimmy saw it? (more giggles) So, I had to write this. I hope you like it! Please review! This may or may not be a oneshot...
The Tape:
Drinks in hand, Jimmy smiled at his friends, as he plopped down on the Couch In a Can. He passed out the purple flurps to Sheen and Carl, who gave him the bag of popcorn.
"I can't believe we never watched this tape!" Jimmy said. "This is going to be so cool!
"Yeah, too bad you lost it." Sheen said.
"Yeah, well, it wasn't my fault the girl-eating plant ate it- it smelled like Cindy."
"Why did it take so long to get it back, anyway?"
"…it has a very long digestive cycle…especially for plastic." Jimmy lamented. "I'm actually surprised it only took 8 years!"
"Hey, Jim," Interrupted Carl, looking at a piece of popcorn, "How come popcorn comes all buttery and stuff, but corn from the can doesn't?" Jimmy opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off by Sheen.
"DUH, Carl!" Sheen said, eyeing another piece in turn, "It's because there's no room! The corn juice fills up the can!" He popped the piece in his mouth.
"Ooooh." Said Carl, satisfied. Jimmy decided to let it pass with a roll of his eyes.
"Ready to watch the tape?" He asked, remote in hand.
"Yea!" Said Sheen, enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I can't wait to see all of us singing, and dancing, and-" Carl said, dreamy look in his eye at the memory.
Sheen's eye twitched. "Uh-huh, yeah. Jimmy, let's just skip to the part where my cuddle-Queen starts her act!"
Jimmy laughed. "All in good time, Sheen. I can't wait to see your entrance! You guys really saved the day!" He started the tape, and the camera began sweeping the wedding guest crowd, Cindy narrating.
"Oh, there's Cap'n Betty," The headless voice said distractedly. "And my…mom." The camera continued to pan the room, taking in the assorted friends, family, and spy people. "and there's Betty Quinlan. Looking perfect, as usual." Cindy's voice said, icily.
Jimmy raised an eyebrow. He never knew Cindy harbored animosity toward Betty. How interesting, he thought.
"I wonder why Cindy didn't like Betty?" He said aloud, as Cindy continued to narrate the arrival of different guests. He popped a piece of popcorn in his mouth as he looked at the screen thoughtfully.
Sheen looked at Jimmy with an eerie smile. "If you don't know, Jimmy," He whispered to himself, "I'm not going to tell you."
Carl leaned over to Sheen. "Sheen," He whispered, as the tape went on, "What are you mumbling about?"
"Nothin'." Sheen rolled his eyes. "And they think I'm the oblivious one!" He thought to himself, smugly.
"And there's Neutron." Cindy's voice said now, barely a whisper. "I can't believe it! He looks so handsome!" she said, wistfully, giving a little sigh.
Jimmy, about to take a drink from his purple flurp, choked. "Cough-Cough! WHEEZE!"
"Jimmy?" Sheen asked, patting his friend on the back a bit too harshly, "Are you okay, man?"
Carl's mouth was open. "Wow, Jimmy, Cindy complimented you!"
Jimmy paused the tape with one hand while the other stopped Sheen from beating him to death.
"I'm…cough, okay, Sheen! Sheen, stop!"
Sheen, hand lifted just in case, smiled. "You sure, Jimmy? You look purple."
"Did she…" Jimmy asked, pointing at the TV.
"Yep." Sheen nodded.
There was a pause, a life defining, moment making pause. Then, Carl began to sing.
"Jimmy's a spy! He's really cool! He's got a girlfriend!…They used go to school….in Retroville! Where Judy lives!…"
"Carl!" Sheen said, slapping him. "Control yourself!"
"Ow, Sheen, that hurt!"
"That was for your own good."
Carl looked at him.
"Okay, for my own good. Same difference." Sheen said, with a shrug.
While Carl and Sheen worked out their differences, Jimmy continued to look at the screen. Pressing play once more, he watched as his friends argued, oblivious.
"Oh no!" Cindy said, desperately. "That's going to be on the tape!" There was a shuffling noise. "Wait, everyone!" She said, louder now. "I just need to rewind the tape!" She continued, with a nervous laugh.
Suddenly, the screen went blank. Jimmy scooted to the end of his seat. But he could still hear voices! "She must have only pressed the fade button!" He realized.
"HEY! YOU LEAVE LLAMAS OUT OF THIS!" Carl exclaimed while pointing at Sheen, breaking Jimmy's train of thought momentarily.
Jimmy paused the tape once more and turned to his friends. "What's-"
"Sheen started it!"
"Did NOT!"
"Yeah-huh!"
Jimmy rolled his eyes once more with a smile. "What is this about?"
Carl and Sheen looked at him…Sheen began to scratch his head while Carl looked down sheepishly.
"Huh. I have no idea, Jimmy." Sheen said calmly, and he returned to sitting on the couch.
Jimmy shook his head. "You guys are one of the only things I'll never understand."
"Yeah. Like girls." Sheen said, matter-of-factly.
"That's for sure. What did Cindy mean? Why was she so embarrassed?"
Sheen rolled his eyes, but didn't respond. Carl, having given this a lot of thought by now, began to smile. "Cindy likes you, Jimmy!"
Jimmy rolled his eyes, trying to look apathetic. "That's impossible."
"But she said you're handsome." Carl argued.
"So? Just because I look good in a tux-" Jimmy protested.
"And then she was embarrassed to let anyone hear it!" Carl reminded him.
"Well maybe she just-" Jimmy was about to suggest.
"And she hates Betty Quinlan." Sheen interrupted.
"…So?" Jimmy said, not wanting to know the answer.
Sheen raised an eyebrow. "Jimmy," He said, patting his friend on the back a bit more softly, "you may be some kinda big-taco genius, but you know nothing about girls."
Jimmy raised an eyebrow in response as Sheen continued.
"Think about it, man. Why does Cindy always tease you? And argue with you?"
"Because we're mortal enemies?"
"Because she likes you!" Sheen declared, frustrated. "Man, Jimmy, it is possible for you to be dumb!"
"But that's completely illogical!" Jimmy said, defensively. "Or is it?" A little voice in the back of his head asked.
Sheen grabbed the remote and started the tape once more after giving up with a shrug. If Jimmy wanted to ignore the obvious, he could go ahead- but Sheen had, at least, learned something about girls from Libby by now. He knew he was right.
Carl looked at his hands. "Why do people have 10 fingers?" He wondered. He wanted to ask, but Jimmy was lost in Neutronic thought.
Jimmy carried on his own conversation with himself as his friends ignored him.
"What do I mean, 'or is it'?
Think about it! What if Sheen is right? What if Cindy's animosity toward me was all an elaborate facade designed to hide her feelings? Nah. Couldn't be. Could it? I mean, I know she can be nice to me. That time on the island…but ever since then, not much has changed. We're a little more civil, but…"
Suddenly, he was struck with another thought. The sound of singing from the tape was distant now, as he sorted through his thoughts.
"And how would I feel if she did like me?"
He paused. For once, he was without an answer.
"I mean, what would I do if she did? If she were nice to me all the time…
I think…I would…like it.
NO!
I DO NOT LIKE CINDY!
…do I?
I mean, why do I always argue with her? I never really thought about it- it just happened. I wish we didn't, though. Well, not so much, anyway. It's kind of fun sometimes."
He smiled to himself.
"Does this even make sense? What am I saying? This is Cindy Vortex! My arch-rival!
I like Betty, not-"
He stopped, realizing his words. He stole a glance at Sheen, lost in the magnetism of his girlfriend on tape.
"Sheen was right- that's why Cindy hates Betty!
Cindy is…jealous? A girl is jealous over me? When did this happen? Why didn't I see it?
…do I like it?
…."
His smile grew.
"I think I do! Holy gas planets, I'm really enjoying this idea! Cindy is jealous over me. She likes me!
Cindy. Wow.
I mean, why did I never think about this before? I mean, sure, she's pretty, and smart, and what a contender! But, I never thought-
…Yes I did. What else could I think whenever we came close to-"
He stopped, surprised at himself for the blush coming over his face.
"She liked me! It wasn't some creepy 'magic moment' that she got over fast- she really did like me! I never thought she would. Maybe that's why I stopped myself from- ……from what? Liking her too?
…I did anyway," He finally admitted to himself.
Now what?" He asked himself. "She likes me, and I know it…but she doesn't know that I know…or that I like her, too."
He asked himself. "He gulped.
"What if she doesn't really like me? Just because she liked my suit-
But it sure makes more sense.
So what should I do? Tell her? Wait for her to tell me? What if I'm wrong? I could make a big fat dummy out of myself!"
Sheen's voice finally pierced his thoughts.
"Jimmy? Jimmy!"
"Huh-what?"
"The movie is over. Twice."
"Oh." He said, sheepishly.
Carl smiled. "What were you thinking about, Jimmy? You looked all dreamy and stuff."
"Cindy, of course." Sheen said.
"Sheen, I wasn't-"
Sheen sighed. "Look. I may have gotten held back- ONLY TWICE- but wasn't born yesterday in a barn in southeast Norway."
Jimmy raised an eyebrow.
"Cindy likes you and you like her."
Carl gasped. "He does? She does?"
"AND!" Sheen said, annoyed at Carl's interruption, "I have known this since you were 10!"
"But I didn't even-"
"Yes you did."
"No I-"
"Yes you did."
"Sheen! I-"
"Yes you did."
Jimmy paused. "Sheen," He said, slowly, "I did not-"
Sheen leaned in closer and took on an eerie voice.
"Search your feelings, Jimmy…You know it to be so!"
Jimmy looked at Sheen with amazement. "He's right," went the little voice again. "Oh, shut up, already!" He told himself.
"How do you know?"
"Because it's obvious."
"No it's-"
"Yes it is."
"Sheen-"
"Yes it is."
"ARGGGG!" Jimmy proclaimed. "Fine! I like Cindy! Are you happy now? I've liked her since the Yolkian attack when she talked to me in the cell and was really nice and then we saved our parents and when we got back to Earth I wanted to tell her how I thought she was really cool out there, but then she was all mean again so I thought I should forget her, but deep down I thought she was really smart and really pretty and I wish I would have kissed her and not April!"
Sheen and Carl looked at Jimmy, mouths on the floor.
"Wow," Sheen said, breaking the silence, "you sang like a caged canary, Jimmy."
"Yeah, well."
"Huh. I was actually right?" Sheen asked, confused.
"WHAT?"
"Hey, I was just guessing. You've really liked her since you were 10?"
"But, but-"
Carl smiled at Jimmy. "Wow, Jim, you never told us you liked a girl!"
"YEAH!" Sheen demanded, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"I thought you said you knew!"
Sheen smiled. "Nah, I was just messing with you, I didn't think you really liked her."
"So you don't really think she likes me?" Jimmy asked, sinking feeling in his stomach.
"Oh- no, she likes you."
"Right." Jimmy said, unbelievingly.
"She does!" Sheen said. "Just ask her!"
"I can't just go up to a girl and ask her!"
"Why not? Just hypno-beam her later if you want, and make her forget."
Jimmy paused for a moment, then shook his head decisively. "No, Sheen, I couldn't do that- I should only use the hypno-beam on villains and stuff- it's not ethical to use it on an innocent person whenever you feel like it."
"….oh. Heh-heh."
"Sheen! What's that guilty look for?"
"NOTHING!" Sheen proclaimed, unconvincingly.
"Sheen-" Jimmy warned.
"Okay, okay. I used it once on Miss Fowl to get her to get us that field trip to Ultra-Land."
"I thought an all-expense paid school trip to Ultra-Land was a bit suspicious. Sheen!"
"What? It was for the good of all! Besides, that was soooo long ago…" He said, with a nervous laugh.
"I got to pet a llama." Carl reminded them, dutifully.
"Fine, whatever, just don't do it again, okay?"
"Sure, sure!" Sheen said, a little too soothingly. "Annnyway, why don't you just tell Cindy you like her?"
"No way."
"You're scared, aren't you?"
"You bet. This is CINDY VORTEX we're talking about, here. She might punch my lights out."
"She couldn't."
"She could."
"She wont!"
"She might!"
"Look, Jimmy, I know about girls. Trust me, she likes you. Besides, look at me and Libby. It took a while, but she came around. And you know what?" Sheen asked, grabbing his book bag on the way out.
"What?" Jimmy said, watching his friends head for the door.
"It's better to try and fail, then not try…and wonder. Think about it, man. Later."
"See you, Jimmy."
"Bye, guys." Jimmy said, defeated. He looked at the screen, paused once more. There was Betty, frozen on screen.
"Some genius I am…Why do girls have to be so confusing?"
He went to the VCR and took out the tape.