Mike got an invitation from Arnold and Reggie to go back to the summer beach house for the summer and she was allowed to bring her friends along for the ride.

"Summer beach house?" Cindy asked. "What's that?"

"Nicktoons Summer Beach House," Mike said. "It's where the Nicktoons hang out during the summer. I was gonna bring June, Dee Dee, the Eds, and you can bring a guest with you if you want."

Cindy rubbed her arm. "But who?"

Mike smirked with her hands on her hips.

"Heh... Guess it's obvious?" Cindy chuckled nervously.

"No doubt," Mike smiled. "And guess what? Twister invited Jo's cousin Spinelli over as well."

"Sp-Sp-Spinelli?!" Cindy stuttered fearfully.

"Yeah," Mike smiled. "Oh, this is gonna be so cool!"

Cindy sighed. "Hopefully June can protect me..."

"What's wrong?" Mike asked.

"Spinelli is gonna be there and she scares me sometimes." Cindy whimpered.

"Oh, Cindy, you'll be fine..." Mike patted Cindy on the head and walked off. "I'm gonna go back..."

Cindy put her phone up to her ear. "Uh, guys, any chance I could come with you for the summer?"

'Sorry, Cindy, but we're kinda tied up...' Penn replied.

"Okay, I understand..." Cindy sighed. "Hope Teller's mom feels better by Fall..."


"Me too, you be a good girl, okay? All right... Bye..." Penn then hung up and smirked as he was about to get a massage, then saw the name placements, his said 'Joe' and Teller's said 'Leslie'. He then switched the names with a sneaky smirk as Teller fell asleep waiting.

A beautiful woman walked in.

"You must be Leslie." Penn said.

"No, I'm Joe, it's short for Joanna, I'm sorry." the woman said, going over to Teller to massage him.

"Then who's Leslie!?" Penn asked.

A young, strong built man then walked in. "I'm Leslie."

Penn looked up at the man as he looked brutal and strong, he gulped and smiled nervously. Leslie cracked his knuckles and came over to Penn. Teller smiled serenly as Joanna massaged his back and he giggled as Penn screamed in pain and horror.


Back over to the city, Cindy invited Maxwell to come with her to the beach house, but also told him the bad news.

"Spinelli is gonna be there?!" Maxwell asked.

"Uh-huh." Cindy nodded.

Maxwell shook Cindy violently. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!?"

"I was gonna tell you anyway..." Cindy grinned nervously.

"I made Spinelli mad when she visited last time." Maxwell said.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Cindy squealed.

"I didn't mean to..." Maxwell pressed his fingertips together. "Can't we go to Las Vegas?"

"Teller's mother is sick." Cindy pouted.

"Aw, man," Maxwell groaned. 'When do we leave?"

"This afternoon." Cindy replied.

Maxwell screamed.

"Calm down, Maxie boy..." Cindy sighed, cleaning her glasses since he got spit on them.

"Cindy, there's something I wanna tell you in case we don't make it.." Maxwell put his arm around Cindy. "Something I've always wanted to tell you..."

"Uhh...?" Cindy looked up sheepishly.

"I love you!" Maxwell confessed.

"Wha...?" Cindy blinked.

Maxwell picked up her face and kissed her right on the lips.

Cindy squealed, turning bright pink and her foot popped up in the air. "Oh, it's almost 1:00, we better get going, Maxwell."

"Just let me hold ya..." Maxwell looked down to her. "You're younger than me, aren't you?"

"Uhh... Heh..." Cindy shrugged. "Well, your birthday's in March and mine's in October, I guess you're seven months older than I am..."

"Exactly, I just want to hold onto you in case we don't make it." Maxwell told her.

"Uhhhh..." Cindy's eyes widened.

"I love you, Cindy, I really do."

"I love you too, Maxwell."

Maxwell smiled. "I was hoping you did..."

Cindy lay against him, getting out his arms and looked up to him dreamily.

"We should get going." Maxwell suggested.

"Yes." Cindy agreed.

"Come on!" Maxwell dashed off.

Cindy giggled, picking a flower and sniffing it peacefully then putting it in her hair. "Coming, Maxie~" she giggled.

Maxwell came over, grabbed her by her hand and ran with her. "Cindy, this is serious!"

"It's a very lovely day, isn't it?" Cindy smiled dreamily as her feet hovered in the air.

"CINDY, WE'RE GONNA DIE BY A GIRL WHO'S COUSINS WITH SOMEONE WE'RE ALL AFRAID OF!" Maxwell yelled.

"You're so cute when you get hissy like that..." Cindy giggled.

"Let's get going." Maxwell said.

"Okay, handsome." Cindy giggled.

Maxwell rolled his eyes. "You're hopeless."

"You're sexy." Cindy said with her tongue dangling out.

"Oh, brother, come on." Maxwell said as he then dragged Cindy so they could meet Mike, June, Dee Dee, and the Eds.


"Hey, there you guys are," Mike said. "The boat's gonna be here any minute."

"Sorry about that, Cindy had a moment..." Maxwell said.

"This is the happiest day of my life..." Cindy picked the flower's petals.

"Hold IT!" Lu's voice called. "Stop right there, I'm going with you to see Manny."

Cindy giggled.

"And what is so funny?" Lu glared at her.

"Isn't it great to be alive?" Cindy smirked.

"Uhh, okay?" Lu blinked. "Come on, Mike, let me go so I can see my Manny Wanny."

Mike sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine..."

"Yay!" Lu cheered. "Thank you, Mike."

"Hey, Deed," June asked her ballerina friend. "Why is your bag moving?"

"Because I have Courage and Hard Luck in here." Dee Dee admitted with a smile.

"Hard Luck, haven't seen him in a while." Mike smiled.

"I remember when Cindy ducksat." Maxwell said.

"TMZ's a horrible show..." Cindy giggled.

"Muriel and Harley said I could bring them along for the ride." Dee Dee said.

Cindy giggled. "Honey Boo Boo was bad too... Two and a Half Men after Charlie Sheen got hit by a train..."

"Well, let them out!" Double D urged.

Dee Dee then grabbed Courage and Hard Luck out of the bag.

"Phew!" Courage breathed in relief.

"Hi, Doggy." Cindy giggled.

Courage smiled to Cindy.

'Come here, puppy, come here!" Cindy picked up Courage and nuzzled against him. "Mm... I wish I had a puppy wuppy."

"Courage is having fun." Hard Luck giggled.

"Hi, Ducky." Cindy smiled to the duck.

"I've never seen Cindy this happy..." June said.

"I've never seen Cindy happy." Mike said.

"I like pizza!" Dee Dee said.

"Cookies and Cream!" Ed added.