"War of the Words"- Chapter 2

Author's note: I'm glad you all think this a lugubrious, trite, and lousy story. Guess what? I don't care. And moving on….

Several hours having passed, Libby had tired of Cindy's ranting concerning the affections of both Jimmy and Timmy. She couldn't understand for the life of her how Cindy could eschew the feelings of both boys and continue to play with them in an enticing way that Cindy so blithely referred to as "catnip." Cindy was certainly a flirtatious individual, but Libby had never thought that Cindy could stoop to such a level. Cindy clearly had no pre-conceived future with Timmy, but she was too blinded by garnering the boys' attention to pay any mind to it. At any rate, Libby had more pressing things on her mind. She was on her way to meet Sheen at the Candy Bar. After a few hours of listening to Cindy speak in her self-absorbed manner, Libby, even being the "supportive best friend," could not longer tolerate her bantering. She simply excused herself by using the pretense that she had a prior engagement. This was in fact dually true and false simultaneously. While it was true that she decided to meet Sheen at the Candy Bar, this decision was not made until after Cindy's ranting led to a massive headache for our female heroine in question. Basically, what had transpired was that she had called Sheen surreptitiously from Cindy's ground line and established the meeting point with him just to use it as an escape. It worked, and Cindy was none the wiser.

It would be easy to assume that Cindy's obsession over Jimmy and Timmy would have led to an unintentional sabotage in the relationship between Libby and Cindy. Quite the contrary. Libby was very supportive of her friend, and this was the first time she had ostensibly walked out on Cindy. One could suppose that even Libby has her limits. Most of the time when Cindy gabbed on about the boys, she would just slip on her headphones and listen to "The Back Alley Boys". They actually played distant music, and Cindy was simply un-phased by her young and eager charge. Libby walked with a set goal in mind, e.g., the Candy Bar. However, no sooner had she rounded the block, then she noticed Jimmy's clubhouse spit out two very familiar individuals. And here is where the Hemingway portion of this chapter commences- (as I call, the dialogue dojo)

"Neutron, you didn't tell me that this trans-dimensional thingy would send us on such a bumpy ride!" Timmy complained while regaining his senses.

"Turner, sometimes you have to allow for unanticipated effects. At the rate of speed by which we traveled from your dimension to mine, there was a high percentage of statistical verisimilitude that our fall would result in a cataclysmic impact such that our bodies would be subjected to an ample amount of physical trauma," Jimmy replied casually.

"Um, dude," Timmy interjected, "I understood about a half of a half of what you said. Come again?"
"Basically, Turner, it means that we were coming through the barrier so fast, that the fall could have resulted in significant injury," Jimmy replied.

"Oh," Timmy nodded knowingly. "You mean we could have had our butts kicked really bad by the ground?"

"More or less," Jimmy replied, getting to his knees while scraping off his jeans leg from ground residue.

"Guys, where have you been?" Libby asked, quickly approaching the dynamic pair.

"Oh, just here and there, fighting nefarious villains," Jimmy replied offhand.

"Yea, well, all I've been hearing for the last two hours is how Cindy wants the attention of both of you. She is really upset that the two of you took off like that without telling her," Libby retorted.

"Oh, well, stuff happens," Jimmy said.

"NEUTRON!" Cindy shrieked, opening her front door. "Where-on-earth- have you BEEN!"

"Just prancing around Turner's dimension fighting sundry villains and.." Jimmy was interrupted by Cindy's belligerent voice.

"If you ever go anywhere like that again without telling me," she said, pinning Jimmy against his clubhouse door, "I will personally kick your butt all the way back to Timmy's dimension. Do I make myself clear!" she shrieked, practically foaming at the mouth.

"Whatever," Jimmy replied, sticking his hands in his jeans pockets. "If you don't mind, Turner and I want to go inside my clubhouse. Thank you."

Before Jimmy had the chance to activate the DNA scanner, Cindy turned him around and, with much more vehemence, again pinned him to his clubhouse door.

"You little… whatever. You think you can ignore me like this. Well, you can't!" Cindy shouted to the top of her lungs, while poking him in the chest with her pointer finger. "I have every right to know where you're going, and the next time you do that, you'll be sorry for it, you little twit. Now, ughh.. You know what, Neutron? We need to have a nice, long talk," Cindy growled, grabbing Jimmy by his left ear and yanking him into his lab. She slammed the door with a very callous force, sending a board on the front rickashaying (I have absolutely no idea how to spell that word) into the nearby oak tree. The board dropped vertically to the ground, and Timmy's mouth was agape.

"What was that all about?" Timmy inquired to Libby.

"I think Cindy is scolding Jimmy," Libby replied omnisciently.

"Why isn't she scolding me?" Timmy asked, drooping his eyes.

"Do I really need to tell you the answer to that?" Libby replied, moving her eyeballs in a curious fashion.

"Um, yea.." Timmy answered sardonically.

"Never mind," Libby retorted, flipping her hand foppishly into the air.

End Chapter 2