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Chapter2: The Invention
Three, two, one…
Jimmy fluttered his eyes open groggily at the sound of his alarm clock. , A mixture of light and colours collapsed into his pupils simultaneously. He groaned at the miscellany of shapes, and secured them tightly again. His hand groped about absent-mindedly for the off-button. He found it. After snoozing for a bit, he elevated himself out of bed. A few minutes later, he was up and about.
The previous day was the same as any other: No power-hungry villains, no wild adventure, no crazy invention gone awry. Ever since Jimmy trapped the villains in pre-historic times, the villainous path was short. Sometimes Jimmy regretted trapping the League of Villains in archaic Retroville. Now it was all the same. Nothing had changed in the Neutron home. Hugh was still with ducks, Judy was still with cleaning, etc, etc. The same. Everyone was pleased with this normalcy. A break from the maniac adventures, invading aliens, mad pants... Retroville was now the quiet, peaceful town it was meant to be. Everyone liked this. Except Jimmy.
Nonetheless, he grinned. He knew, no, felt, like this day was going to be better. He knew why too…
~Flashback~ the night before…
"It's complete, Goddard," he whispered. "It's done." Holding the device to the light, he stared at it in awe. Sometimes, he even surprised himself. The device. Completed. It was so easy to use, yet it operated on the most complex Science out there. No adult scientist had dared to go near that field. But Jimmy was no ordinary scientist. Usually, making experiments was as easy as pie to him, but he constructed this one with ever fiber of his being. Melding atoms together. Double-checking the lot. Extricating the elements. He recorded every piece of progress, like a father nurturing his baby. After months of endless work… it was finished.
~End Flashback~
Jimmy daydreamed happily. Today, his heart and soul was going to be exposed to society. He paused. Ought he call the government? As quickly as he thought it, he dismissed the idea. No, something small would do fine. Today's Show and Tell would be great. He smirked. Jimmy doubted whether such an amazing feat entered their piteous lives before. No, of course not.
Sighing happily, he reached for his experiment. Jimmy's hand latched onto air. Puzzled by the unwelcome emptiness in his hand, he glanced down. It was no joke when his eyes nearly fell out their sockets. A second later, the screams of a twelve-year-old boy was heard across Retroville.
In the matter of a minute, Jimmy's neat and tidy bedroom was ripped apart from the insides. A tornado named Jimmy scrounged and crawled all over the debris clawing his way through, searching for a needle in a haystack. A female's voice called out, "Jimmy, hurry or you'll be late!" Jimmy didn't care. He wasn't leaving this house until he found the invention. Tearing away like a bloodhound after a piece of meat, his bedroom was not fit to be called so. Finally, he gave up. "Goddard!" he almost screamed, "get down here, QUICK!"
Jimmy was greeted by a bark from the door. "The Neutronic Changeling, my invention, Goddard, scan for signs of Benovian within this house," he commanded. The dog did not move. "Immediately." Jimmy thought he made his point clear. Goddard never disobeyed a direct order. "Now, Goddard!" he said, this time with more force to his voice. Goddard stood; rooted to the spot. The robotic canine never moved an inch. Jimmy grew weary. "What's the matter? Are your motion circuits dysfunctional again?" The dog shook its head. "Well, then. What is it? You were programmed to obey all orders given by me. Now's not the time!" he shouted, panting heavily.
Out of all the reactions Goddard could have given, this one Jimmy did not expect. Goddard rolled around over and over. At the same time, speakers popped out on either side of him and let out audible laughter. Jimmy watched this unblinkingly. He finally believed the dog lost its mind. "I'm gonna have to reprogram you," he muttered, all the while following Goddard's movements with his eyes.
After two minutes of raucous (dog) laughter, Goddard straightened himself, and trotted to his master. Out of his compartment, a mechanical hand slid out holding an oblong box. The hand dropped it into Jimmy's, and retracted back into Goddard. Jimmy opened the box, gingerly. He almost dropped the contents when he saw them. His eyes rounded like plates.
"How? What? When?" he spluttered the words out, them tumbling after one another. He recovered from this shock. "Goddard! I could kiss you! Where'd you find it? How'd you find it? When did you find it? I remember it was on my bedside, I placed it unerringly adjacent to my cranium and… whoa. Technically, I'm a genius, but even the best must misplace their magnum opuses sometimes-"
"Bark, bark!" Goddard interrupted Jimmy's ramble. "What?" asked Jimmy, snapping out of his reverie. "Woof, woof!" barked Goddard playfully. "Y-you…what?" Jimmy stammered. According to Goddard, he was the one who hid the Changeling as a joke. "Woof!" yelped Goddard happily.
Jimmy didn't know whether to laugh or too cry. He could take pranks…but Goddard? "I really do need to look at his system," Jimmy muttered. Goddard gambled to Jimmy joyfully. "No, Goddard, stay. You've caused enough trouble as it is." He swiped his creation into his backpack. "I'll deal with you later," he addressed coldly to Goddard. The canine whimpered pitifully.
Jimmy noticed the time, "Leaping Leptons!" he cried. "I'm late! I'll never hear the end of it from Vortex!"
Before you could say "Haberdashery," Jimmy swallowed his breakfast whole. The word 'chew' was not comprehendible to him at the moment. He fled down the stairs as fast as his legs would take him, yelled a quick good-bye to his parents, and booted off to Lindbergh Elementary.
