A/N: Hey! I'm going to say thank you in advance for taking your time to read this. I really, really appreciate it.

I don't own Jimmy Neutron, time travel, or Dumbledore (to whom I make a small reference to). I wouldn't be writing this if I did…I'd be making it into an episode.

Happy reading!

He kissed her. That big headed jerk had the nerve to kiss Cindy; and he hadn't even done a thing about it since! For a moment it felt like things were about to change, maybe largely; but come Monday he acted just as he had before he'd done it: like the insufferable brainiac he always was.

~Monday 2006, 4:30 pm, Vortex residence-Cindy's room~

Cindy was still fuming about the way Jim- Neutron- had acted in class that day when she received a call from Libby. Libby, who had no clue about The Incident, which is how she planned to keep it for a while; Cindy still distrusted her a little after she had humiliated her friends on TV. Cindy wasn't sure what she'd do with the information. For all she knew she might mention it to Sheen who, being the blabbermouth he was, would definitely tell Jimmy. Cindy wanted to confront him on her own, thank you very much!

The call surprised her.

"Hey Cind, Sheen said Jimmy's invited us over for another one of his…inventions." Libby sounded less than pleased, and Cindy couldn't blame her. She still had a rash from his last faulty experiment.

"Great," she tried my best to sneer. "Guess it's time to mess up the town again with a harebrained scheme that will ultimately fail."

"Are you okay?" Cindy mentally cursed Libby's attentive nature. "You seem a bit…on edge."

"ME? O-on edge? Pssh, you sure do have an imagination Libby," she tried to laugh her accusation off.

"Uhh-huh." She didn't sound convinced, but she let it go. "I'll see you in twenty minutes."

"Oh I'll be there!"

The line went dead and she sighed, letting the phone drop from her grasp. Eventually she was going to get the truth out of Cindy. But not for a while, if she had anything to say about it! Now, to leave. But first…

Shiftily her eyes circled the room to make sure she was alone and then Cindy said something that she'd been dying to say for quite a while, though she'd deny it if you asked.

"To the lab!"

~Monday 2006, 4:50, Outside Jimmy's lab~

Cindy sat in the green chair outside his clubhouse door. They were late! The buffoons- aka Carl and Sheen- she could understand being late, they usually were; but the Libby that Cindy knew was pretty punctual. Something was up…

She began pacing, a quirk that came with her being nervous. 'What if they were going to leave me alone with Jimmy? Why was Jimmy acting like nothing in that alleyway had mattered? Why the heck do I care? Oh yeah, I'm in love with the freak…Oh, what if he thought I was a horrible kisser? What if that's why he'd been avoiding me? What if he compared me to Betty Quinlen? What if he hates me? What if the world implodes on us? What if-'

"Cindy?"

She spun around and gulped in shock. To this day Cindy had no clue how Jimmy managed to make a ginormous head and a greasy lab coat look good; the girl tried not to look too star struck.

"N-neutron," she stuttered. "Hey."

"You're early," he told Cindy's ear.

He was not seriously pulling a Dumbledore! How dare he not look her in the eye, she fumed.

"Libby told me twenty minutes," she sniffed.

Jimmy scowled at the sky. "Libby," he growled angrily. What had she done? He muttered something under his breath.

"Speaking of Libby," Cindy said, attempting to be civil. "Where is she with Llama-boy and Ultrafreak?"

He blushed. "Er well…You'd better come in," he said gesturing to the door.

"Should I be concerned?" she asked, trying not to look surprised at the invitation. He never let her in through the door.

"Depends," he muttered, blocking her view of the door. He let her in.

All in all, Cindy gave Jimmy's interior decoration skills about a four- and that was being generous. Everything seemed scattered a bit haphazardly and nothing seemed to match anything. Though, given the amount of time he spends- or rather doesn't spend- in this portion, she supposed it was commendable that he even had a couch.

Cindy shifted my feet awkwardly, looking at her shoes. Say something, her brain commanded. Say something smart! Absentmindedly the girl wondered how odd of a look Jimmy would give her if she replied to it.

"So uh," she tried again nervously. "Where are our friends?"

"Well uh, funny story really," he laughed nervously. "See, I asked a favor from Libby; she'd get Carl and Sheen out of my hair for today and let me speak with you, and I'd repay it later."

Cindy's eyebrow twitched dangerously. "So lemme get this straight Neutron, you and Libby…set me up?"

"I-I wanted to talk to you a-about the alleyway last week…an-and us," he stuttered, blushing beat red.

"Oh."

"I'm not sure how long this'll take; you make as well sit down."

She sat.

"So…the alley," Cindy prompted.

"The alley…Well, that can be passed off as pheromones," he told her.

Anger boiled in the pit of Cindy's stomach.

"Please tell me you are not trying to pass all this off as hormones, because I swear, I will take one of your beakers and stick it up your-"

"I'm not!" he hastened to say. "Well, not really. What I really mean is…I was acting on impulse, because well erm…I lo-I lo-"

"Oh just say it already!" she shrieked, trying to hold in her glee. He was going to say it! To her! Not Betty Boring! Her! Cindy felt like one of those girls in the sappy romance novels her mom liked to read.

"Cindy," he said softly, taking. "I'm quite certain that I'm falling in lo-"

An alarm suddenly went off and Jimmy jerked away from Cindy, as if burned. He raced down a shoot, leaving me behind in a shocked stupor that I quickly came out of.

"Oh come on!" she hissed. "Is the world that against me having this?"

"Cindy," Jimmy called from a speaker. "I could really use some backup over here!"

Would the surprises of today never cease? She quickly made my way over to the tube he went down and slid down into his lab. She dashed over to his side.

"What's going on?"

"I-I'm not sure."

The ground began shaking.

"Is it an earthquake?" she asked him.

"No," He said, his brow furrowing in concentration. "According to my readings, the quaking is limited to…just my lab. But why? …there's nothing that could cause anything of this magnitude…Unless…"

His eyes widened dramatically and he snapped his fingers. "Holy Heisenberg, of course!"

"What?"

"It's the-"

But what it was, Cindy didn't find out, for at that moment there was a great rumbling crash and the world around Cindy went black.

~Monday 5:30, 200?,...~

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