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WARNING:
If you do not like Yaoi, or the shipping between Timmy Turner and Jimmy Neutron, don't read! Otherwise you may continue.
"Wait! Timmy, come back here!"
Ignoring my mother's protest to stay home, I continued to run. A little trip from the front yard wasn't too effective this time as it usually was when I decided to run. This would only happened when I finally released my anger.
My anger, where no one knows why I am so angry.
Many of my friends have tried to consider where my feelings came from, which included some therapy suggestions and hang out to ignore whatever made me mad. As much as the offer was nice, I didn't need it. My parents only began to notice it when my school would call of some type of issue I caused and would sit down with me to questioned my situation. I could tell though somewhat they didn't care. They're just tired of getting calls from me breaking some stupid rule or failing a grade. The only few who did care were the few friends I had.
But no matter what, I couldn't bring myself to tell them the situation. This included my parents, the nice teachers who noticed me, and a few students whom I barely even know. But honestly, there's no point to tell them. If I had to tell anyone, it'd probably be my old elementary teacher, mr. Crocker.
Sure he was crazy and would always accuse me of anything that involved him in a bad situation. But he knew one thing about me, even though i would never admit it as a kid.
My fairies…
How long had it been since I last saw them? Was I twelve? How old was Poof the day they were taken away from me? Was he talking at that time? Was Wanda actually crying when she was told i would no longer be her Godchild anymore? Or was that an act to show she had some sympathy? She may have told me many times that she'll miss me no matter what, but a doubt bites at me that it was a lie, that she was actually thrilled. Cosmo, I never understand him. But I know he was serious when he cried as well.
It was all my fault…
I have tried from time and time to forget what happiness I had left in my, but it was hard. They were the only family I had when my parents would leave me with Vicky, or when I had too much on my plate and I wanted to wish something to get me out of the stress. Even though I did kinda at times would use their magic for granted, I was still grateful. I still kinda wonder to this day why I ended up with two while most godchildren would only end up with one. But that didn't matter. I haven't seen them in three years, and I never will again.
Sometimes, I wished my memory was erased when I was at that damn Fairy Court. Maybe I wouldn't have this anger inside me so much. This wasn't fair one bit!
But none of that matter anymore. I had only little of smiles in my life because of my friends. Luckily my parents at some point finally stopped hiring Vicky to babysit me since I'm able to take care of myself. But honestly, I don't. I don't even tell my own mother where I'm going when I run away. I mean, I always come back but not at a good time.
The place I always go to is nice, in it's nature way. I found it after the few cries of my lost when I lost my fairies. I didn't want to take my anger out on anyone or let anyone see me upset, and my room is already damaging enough as it was. I figured it was very peaceful and quiet, it was nice for me to be alone whenever I need it. At first I would use to punch the bushes and the trees as if they were a pillow. But then the splinters I got on my hands were telling me I shouldn't involved violence in anything. So I only attack the bushes if I really need to hit something. I guess you can already guess it's a forest.
It's really beautiful with the shades of green and blue. No matter how many times I came, it remained that way. I never told anyone of my secret place. It's mine, all mine. I refuse to share with anyone. I refuse for anyone to see my anger… my tears…
I'm not too sure how long I was sitting there, but it wasn't long where the sunset was showing. Never in my life was I gonna go home after dark, especially on a school night. Then again, what's the point? I'm gonna fail either way and hear my teacher repeat at how much she hates me. My brain hurts already.
Before I knew it, a vibrate tickled in my jen pocket. Pulling out my phone, there seemed to be a text from Chester. It is still surprising to me to this day that he is managing today's technology. Unlike his dad who doesn't believe technology is any use. He must be lucky to at least own a smart phone.
"Hey dude! Ur ma called me to see if you were with me. Where u at?"
-Chester
Really mom? Out of all the people, why would she think I was with Chester? No offence to the guy. It's not like I can copy his homework. So then I began to text him.
"I'm fine. She got mad since I don't wanna do my essay on that dumb history junk."
-Timmy
Then setting my phone on the grass, I waited until the next vibrate. I really don't understand mom sometimes. Ever since I reached Junior High, she's always on my case and worrying about something. At least when I was ten she didn't care and just let me do what I want. Even dad thinks she can go overboard sometimes.
A vibrate was made.
"Seriously dude? U already failed half of the work she gives u. Ask AJ for help. He helped me."
-Chester
AJ.
Typically I would ask him, just like how he use to do my homework when we were kids. But those days were over.
"U do know me and him aren't pals anymore right?"
-Timmy
It's true. Our friendship ended pretty quick when it was our first year of Junior High. It wasn't very pretty. It was only a few weeks that our new lives started and the way AJ was treating me was uncalled for. In the beginning when I would try to talk to him about something, he ignored me. Maybe he didn't hear me, but then the day comes where I ask him what a certain question meant on our homework and his response is him telling me to use my brain. I do understand if maybe he's tired of helping out but it wasn't just that. He act more high and mighty because of his dumb brain and would laugh if I got another failed paper. With everyone else, he's just quiet.
Then one day, I finally said something to him, and we both snapped. We yelled, threw insults, and then it was over. That jerk still acts all better then me and likes to mock me when I don't get a question right. I don't think I'll ever forget that day. Those words…
"I know and honestly u 2 need to let go of the past and move on."
-Chester
I blinked at that. How am I supposed to move on from that?
"He's the one who said I was a dumbass and mocked me!"
-Timmy
"Well I mean, u can't blame him. Not choosing sides, but ur period moments do tend to annoy us. And the fact u don't tell us what the problem is isn't helpful.'
-Chester
"Stop taking your anger out on people! It's not our fault you can't control yourself Timmy Turner!"
Those words still haunt me to this day, his reaction, his tone. Everything in that day ruined it, and he was right. I know I need to control my anger, that's why I would come here. After the lost of Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, I'd come here to avoid yelling at anyone. This is the only place where my anger is released and no one can see it. It was a way for me to avoid the greatest fear of me in a physical manner on someone.
"Sorry… It's nothing to worry about. I handled it already."
-Timmy
Another vibrate.
"Is that why u run from home and go somewhere far from people dude?"
-Chester
How is he still my best friend? How in the world does Chester handle me when i can barely contain myself? AJ immediately stopped being my friend, probably to avoid my problems. To top it all, he and Chester are still best friends. But yet he still stays with the both of us instead of choosing.
"Yeah… It's best no one knows where I am when 'that' stuff happens."
-Timmy
Putting my phone back down, then the returning of guilt came in my stomach. Those words echoed in my head from AJ. I hate to say it, but I do miss him. I hate having these memories of when we were good friends and then suddenly we're no more than just strangers. They haunt me for years and always will, won't they?
BOOP!
Instantly, I jumped with a little shout of surprise when the sudden object flew to me. I then scooted away in case it exploded and kept my distance. Studying the appearance, it looks to be a metal box-looking machine. It didn't look like anything of today's technology. Could it be aliens returning? Future me with a message from the future? Evil Vicky returning?!
Suddenly, four legs had appeared from different sides of the box and stood up to lift the box from the grass. A tail were also popped out of nowhere and an opening form in the front of the box to pull out a large looking head. What is this? What kind of alien is it? Ears and a brain looking glass thing appeared with glowing eyes. The light flashed in the glowing eyes. I am assuming it's blinking. Then it turned it's head to face me, turning the guilt I felt form into fear.
My imagination was running wild at the frightened thoughts of what this robot alien thing could do to me. I began looking for ideas to escape or trick it. But instead, the tail of the robot began to wag and barked at me, looking excited to see me.
Wait… is this suppose to be a robot dog?
It kept wagging it's tail, went down from it's two front legs and kept barking. Unsure of how to react, I figure I might aswell do something.
Nothing came to mind but, "H-Hi there…?"
It jumped and barked happily. This looks familiar if I'm honest.
Somehow this was kinda cool… and cute.
I figure since it is program to be a dog, it must like petting. I leaned my free hand to pet his head. I'm use to expecting fur, not cool metal. The robot dog enjoyed the feeling of my hand and wagged it's tail faster. What a great dog.
But might I have to add sneaky?
As I kept petting his head, it was a distraction since I had my phone in my hand and the robot dog's mouth got a hold of it. Once it did, the dog ran away from me barking. That little..
"Hey! That's mine! Come back here!" I yelled at it as it kept running with my device. That phone was pretty expensive!
…. Okay maybe not expensive, but I still want it back! So I ran after the dog.
It wasn't too far of a run as i thought it would be. I didn't think I would see myself going farther into the forest to see other things, but there's no choice when your phone is at stake. The robot kept barking at me with my phone in it's mouth, almost as if it's telling me to follow him. But the running became a distraction to me when I tripped over a bark from one of the trees. Falling forward into the grass, the dog kept running.
This is just-
"Good boy Goddard!" said a new voice. It wasn't too far from me, but I still had no sight of whom it was since my face remained on the grass. "Wait a minute… this isn't the futon ball."
"I think Goddard might of had a mix up.." another voice said.
"Maybe he attacked them with his super metal teeth!" spoke a third one.
"Stop it Sheen! That's not funny."
"I have to agree with Carl on this one Sheen. Besides, Goddard doesn't have sharp teeth that would harm a human."
Wait..
Curiosity finally got the better of me to finally lift my head from the grass and look through the leaves finding three people and the robot dog. One guy was a bit thick over his small body and wore what appeared to be a salmon pink button shirt with khaki pants - cringing at the moment - and brown shoes. His hair was red and poofy almost to be one of those weird weave things. He had chubby freckle cheeks with circle glasses around his tiny eyes. Another guy had short spiky hair and light dark skin, wearing a white dirty tank top and black shorts. He had a turquoise jacket wrapped around his waist with a small shade of purple and yellow. The last guy a long sleeve red shirt with a yellow science looking thingy in the middle, along with blue jeans and white shoes. He has a really huge head along with big swirly brown hair.
I don't what happened right then. It was one of those weird moments of realization that had to come out of my mouth.
"Nerdtron?"
As I stood from the bush I hid from, the trio had turned to attention to where my voice spoke the nickname of the boy genius. Their jaws had dropped at the realization of whom I was, while Goddard only kept barking excitedly.
"Turner?"
"Small headed Jimmy!" exclaimed Sheen and Carl, thrilled to see me unlike Jimmy.
I swear after so long, you'd think they would have dropped the fact I was the opposite of their friend when they realized we weren't the same person. But nope, they still like to mention my small head. But that didn't matter. I'm just surprise to see them here.
They walked towards me, Sheen giving me one of THOSE high fives - It's pretty clear who's the most manly of the group now - and Carl giving me a hug instead. Jimmy only stood where he was with Goddard by his side wagging his tail. "What's going on my buck tooth man?" said Sheen with a chuckle. "I can't believe you still have those."
"Not much." I replied to him. "I still try to convince my mom to take care of these but she won't let me get rid of my baby teeth."
To actually be honest, I lied. It's more like vice versa with my mom and me, if you get what I mean.
"It's great to see you again small headed Jimmy." Carl spoke, his voice a little more deep then how I heard it the last time I saw him. He still had that baby face and voice though, probably almost to be mistaken as a kid. "I didn't think we were ever gonna see you again after that jerky robot you and big headed Jimmy made."
Ah Shirley… Biggest mistake I've ever thought of.
"Same here, since we're from different universes. Must be luck." Then I began to remind them. "Also, it's Timmy guys."
They both let out a small snicker. "We know." said Sheen. "We just love messing with ya."
"Sheen, the correct term is, 'you'." the genius had at last spoke and walked towards us with Goddard. "We are not in the state of Texas."
I only smiled at his brainiac reply. Still the same as ever. "Looks like you finally speak. Where have you been?" I joked. Sheen caught it, which only let the big head boy roll his eyes.
"I'm guessing your fairy programs brought you here to Retroville. How have they been?"
Fairy programs…. Cosmo, Wanda, Poof….
The memories of when I asked Cosmo and Wanda to take me to the greatest lab in the universe lead me to these three. I had always planned to bring Poof to Retroville the next time I wished to visit. I guess it's a little too late for him to see Goddard. I bet he would have loved him…
"Turner?"
I blinked, remembering who are the people I ran into and put my smile back on towards them to show no pain…. No lonesome.. "Oh uh, sorry. Got torn from my thoughts again."
He only shook his head. I heard him muttered, 'typical' under his breath.
"Hey yeah." Carl said. "It's been awhile since we've seen them. Have you been giving nice programmatic food and massages?"
Since when did Carl know the word 'programmatic'? I don't even know what it means. Then my eyes lead to Jimmy.
"You're making sound like they were his pets Carl." Sheen laughed, giving the red hair boy a noogie once he caught him under his armpit.
"Well.. um…" I'm not too sure how to explain to them that they were gone for good. Afterall, they think they're fairy programs instead of actual fairies. What in the world am I supposed to say? "They're um…"I tried to find an answer to avoid the awkward silence, but I think I was silenced for too long.
"Are they d-dead?"
And Carl was the first to make a guess.
I could prevent the innocent one from crying, but Jimmy beat me to it. "Unfortunately programs don't die Carl." he said, placing his hand on his shoulder. "He probably had to unwire one of the circuits to make them work or something. That would mostly be where they're 'asleep', in a human perspective."
…. That was a lot better than what I was about to say. It did amazed me though how Jimmy was able to figure out the possible situation in a scientific way. It was like as if the answer was obvious to him.
… But then again, he is a boy genius. No surprise there that his mind works fast.
"Uhh y-yeah. That's what happen to them." I went along with it, hoping the tears won't fall from those freckled cheeks. "They were having one of those malfunction thingys and had to kinda be shut off for a while."
"Oh.." he sniffed, then wiped his nose. "When will they get turned back on?"
Never was the answer…
"When they system is cooled down." I lied.
"Well if you like Turner," said Jimmy as he walked towards me, my phone in his hand. "If you need a genius to fix the malfunction bug in your computer simulations on those fairy programs, I'd be happy to help. They were indeed amazing." He then put my phone into the palm of my hand and close my fingers with his own.
Somehow, warmth was included when I felt cold earlier. "Uh, thanks Neutron."
Goddard began to bark loudly, grabbing our attention to look towards the sun. It was then we realized that it was becoming orange, almost becoming nighttime. How long was I away from home?
"Uh oh." Carl said turning back to us. "We better get home. My mom and dad won't be happy if I miss my curfew again."
Sheen let out a sigh. "He's fifteen and he still is a big baby."
Immediately Carl was offended. "I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
Jimmy only shook his head at the two and turned towards me. "Though we better get going. Think you'll be able to head back to your universe?"
"I think so." I said. "All I did was run into the woods, the place I've been going to two years. It's only an hour from home."
Once I said that, his expression changed to be confused, and a little mixed with some suspicious. But then he said his goodbye and walked back to his town with a happy Goddard, and a bickering Carl and Sheen. I only then smiled hearing Sheen continuing to called his friend a baby and made my way back home.
Continuing this walk, I began to come up with questions: How was a simple walk able to meet our other worlds? How did Goddard find me? What is a futon ball? Will they search for it while they head back home? Why is Sheen so tall? Why did Jimmy make that face when i told him about my coming to the forest here? Why is Carl still being treated like a kid if he's fifteen?
But the answers were simple: we grew up, some of us didn't, and we all have might have changed. Not Neutron and Carl heh. Goddard especially still looks the same. I do wonder why when he caught the signal on my phone and came for it when me and Chester were texting….
Chester!
At the realization, I immediately unlock the lock screen of my phone and saw LOTS of notifications.
"I know dude. It helps ya. But eventually it's not gonna be able to. That's why we stick together here for ya."
-Chester
"U still there Timmy?"
-Chester
"Timmm.."
-Chester
"Are u ignoring me because I'm just being honest?"
-Chester
"Really dude? U can read them but won't reply back?"
-Chester
Oh man he's probably mad. But I don't remember seeing these messages before Goddard snatched my phone…
It was then I saw I had a new contract on my phone.
'Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius'
216 - 555 - 9879 (Author: Not a real number guys)
Seriously?! That jerk went into my phone and read Chester's messages while I was talking with his friends and then put his number in mine?! I'm gonna kill him.
But later. Right now I gotta settle things straight with Chester before he gets the wrong idea.
"Ah! So sorry dude! I ran into some friends and one of them was looking through my phone. I just now got it back."
-Timmy
Hopefully he'll believe it. I would be upset too if someone read my messages but didn't bother replying back. AJ of all people should know. Luckily the long walk home wasn't as long as I had seen it. The memories of Retroville had came to me, missing my fairies more than I usually do. I only hope I'll get to see them again soon without wishes.
To be continued…
