First off, I DO NOT own Jimmy Neutron; I'm just a fan...
And secondly, I'm going to have to rewrite this from the original script format I've been posting on the Nickelodeon site. So hopefully changing it to story form won't affect the flow by making it sound awkward...
But enough talk; here's the intro!
"Genius Rescuing 101"
By: CraazyOne
Introduction
Within the dreaded confines of Lindbergh Elementary, Ms. Fowl's voice screeched on and on as she pointed to the atom's various parts on the blackboard. Oblivious to their teachers' endless lecture, Carl Wheezer lost himself in daydreams, Jimmy Neutron sketched out plans for another invention, and Sheen Estevez concentrated on making a paper plane. On the other side of the room and nearly bored out of their minds, Cindy Vortex yawned and Libby Folfax gazed out the window.
"…and thaaat, Class," Ms. Fowl announced, smacking the blackboard with her pointer, "is called an atomic NUUMber!"
Still ignoring his teacher, Sheen released his plane and watched it zip toward Carl behind Ms. Fowl's back.
All of the students remained silent, except Butch, who grasped his head in his hands and burst out with a complaint. "All these new terms are giving me a headache!"
Ms. Fowl turned to face the students just as Sheen's plane landed on Carl's desk. Sheen leaned back innocently, hands behind his head, and whistled. When Ms. Fowl looked at him, he pointed emphatically at Carl. Ms. Fowl didn't seem convinced, but Sheen was saved anyway, for right then Jimmy raised his hand.
"Ms. Fowl, I think it should be pointed out that although the Bohr model provides us with an idea of the atom's structures, it has been proven incorrect. The quantum-mechanical model is actually far more accurate and I think it's necessary to—"
An impatient voice stopped him short.
"Oh, please, Nerdtron," his rival, Cindy, cut in rudely. "Everyone knows the Bohr model isn't perfect, but no one is interested in your endless description of the quantum-mechanical model!" She threw a glance at the students behind her. "Besides, they don't even know what you're talking about! These clueless numbskulls don't know square roots from square dancing!"
Immediately Sheen stood excitedly from his seat. "Did someone request my dancing talents?"
Cindy glared at him and he sat back down. Frowning, Jimmy turned back to Cindy.
"My discussion of the quantum-mechanical model wouldn't be endless if I wasn't interrupted!" he told her angrily.
"Your discussion wouldn't be interrupted if it weren't mind-numbingly boring!" Cindy snapped back.
"A thorough explanation of the facts is never boring if you actually have a BRAIN, Vortex!" Jimmy retorted.
Furiously, Cindy hopped from her chair and stepped toward Jimmy. He stood to face her, prepared for an all-out war of words...until Ms. Fowl intervened.
"Children! Sit back down in your braaaawwww—SEATS!" their teacher literally squawked.
Hoping for support in his argument, Jimmy turned to his teacher. "Ms. Fowl, don't you think that the quantum-mechanical model should be given some explanation?"
"Yeah, explain it to us after you explain the science behind your giant head," Cindy remarked dryly.
Some of the class responded to her comment with a laugh; Jimmy just glared.
"Well, Jimmy," Ms. Fowl began uncertainly, "I think…"
Before she could finish, the school bell rang. The kids immediately began springing from their seats and bolting out the door. Ms. Fowl, looking relieved, turned and began picking up the papers scattered on her desk. Cindy threw Jimmy a smug smile as she and Libby followed the other eager students out the door. Feeling defeated, Jimmy sighed and gathered up his belongings. Sheen started babbling excitedly to him about Ultralord, but as they exited the room and walked down the hallway, most of his words go unheeded by the genius.
"Maybe I need a break from school," Jimmy muttered to himself.
"Yeah! Then you can watch the 24-hour Ultralord marathon for me and call me with your watch-contacty-thing every time something exciting happens!" Sheen stared up at the ceiling in ecstasy. "Which is every moment…"
"But, Jim," Carl argued, wisely ignoring Sheen, "you can't miss school or your attendance record will be worse than Cindy's."
"Not if I have a good excuse." Opening his locker door, Jimmy turned back to his friends as he reached inside. "I've missed school before while I was busy saving the world, right?"
"Yeah, but…" Carl objected, but stopped mid-sentence when his friend was yanked into his locker right before his eyes!
Sucked down by an unknown force, Jimmy fell into darkness and landed with a grunt on a chair at the head of a table. As he looked around the dimly lit room, a familiar man in a dark suit approached him. Commander Baker of the Big Top Secret Organization.
"How did you do that?" Jimmy exclaimed in shock.
"BTSO works in unexplainable ways," Commander Baker replied mysteriously.
Unimpressed by the man's strange comment, Jimmy changed the subject. "What's happened?" he demanded.
"We need you for another mission, of course."