A/N: I apologize if this story isn't exactly what you readers expected...
Ya see, I had a dilemma with which story section to place my tale in. It involved five different 'universes', I suppose you could say. I wanted to place it in an area where it would be most likely read. I understand it's hardly a Jimmy Neutron story, but please just bear with me. I hope I don't disappoint those of you that have decided to read this tale.
-Chapter II-
It Starts
"So...Danny." Sam sighed.
"Yeah?"
"...What do you think you're going to do next?"
"I really don't know, Sam." Danny responded honestly, "I really don't know. I think I might actually be getting tired of fighting ghosts all the time. I just want to...relax..."
"Would you...Give up your powers?" Sam whispered.
"Are you asking me if I want to, or are you asking me to give them up?" Danny chuckled.
"I'm asking you if you want to give them up, of course! I'm asking what you think." Sam said.
"...I think...If you asked me to, I would. Give me a while, and I'd come to that same conclusion. I would like it more than anything to be able to just turn in my 'badge' and call it quits, and not have to worry about giant evil ghost lions terrorizing people.
"Believe me, I know how you feel. If I were you, I'd probably be done too."
"For the most part, I'm almost friends with all the ghosts in the ghost zone, Vlad Plasmius has completely fled this universe, and all that's left are the small fry. I wouldn't miss it at all."
"Friends?" Sam scoffed, "Skulker would give up his bounty hunting job for your head."
"I forgot about him." Danny laughed, "Yeah, he probably would. I guess some fans just wouldn't be able to take it if I left, heh heh!"
"Or, maybe Skulker would just settle for your boring human head." Sam smirked.
"But that's boring." Danny replied, "He'd force me to fight him as a ghost again, the nutcase. Sigh It would be nice to take a vacation from this."
"From hanging around me?" Sam joked, "What, am I old and lousy already?"
"Naw!" Danny smiled, "But seriously...I think I might just sneak back into my parent's lab...and ZAP!"
"Seriously!?" Sam exclaimed.
"Yeah, a week or two couldn't POSSIBLY hurt, right?" Danny smiled widely, "C'mon, I've earned it haven't I?"
"Of course you have. If that's what you want to do, Danny, then...Dude, go for it!"
"Thanks, Sam...For understanding." Danny said with sincerity.
"No problem, Danny. I just want you to be happy."
"Would you be happy with it?"
"Boy, would I! You make a good lion tamer, but I don't want a circus ringleader for a boyfriend!"
"I don't think I'd like being a lion tamer either." Danny agreed, "Say, you still interested in going out to dinner tonight? I know it's getting late, but-" Sam quickly hushed him.
"Yes, Danny. My parent's won't kill me, they know I won't be doing anything stupid."
"Still, it might have to be kind of quick." Danny grimaced, "I wish my parents trusted me like that."
After that, they just drove on in silence, the road slithering away underneath them as they coasted on through the forest-lined road they were on.
Then, it happened.
It wasn't but just a few minutes after they finished speaking that there was a huge creaking noise, and the road completely turned upside down. The creaking sound turned to a deep, earthy roar as the ground crumbled and crunched. With reflexes like lightning, Danny shifted back into a ghost, seized Sam's petrified hand, and phased.
The car dropped out from under them into a chasm below, and fell into what looked like a shuddering bubble speckled with stars. A vortex formed around it, a spinning cyclone of debris ranging from chunks of road to uprooted trees.
"I've never seen anything like it!" Sam shouted over the roar of the wind.
"It's-it's some kind of black hole! It's sucking everything in!" Danny shouted, "Hold on tight! We're getting out of here!" Sam gripped his hand tighter, and with a swing Danny had her resting on his back. He flew off as fast as he possibly could, thankfully unaffected by flying debris as it passed through him and Sam.
Behind them, the starry dome shuddered and twisted as it consumed the space around it, and with an ear-splitting shriek of the wind it started expanding like rising bread in fast motion. Sam took a look back at the glossy surface of the strange bubble, and shouted back at Danny, "What the heck IS that thing!?"
"How should I know!?" Danny shouted back, "Ya know what, this stinks like a load of overtime to me!"
"I wouldn't be surprised!" Sam said.
"Sam? I'm going to need you to stay home. I have to investigate this." Danny spoke urgently.
"Can I do anything to help?" She asked.
"Just stay safe, I'll be back." Danny said.
He doubled his flight speed, and in a few minutes, Sam landed on her feet a couple of meters from her house.
"Don't worry!" Danny called from above, "I'll return soon!"
With that, he shot off into the sky, headed back towards the unknown catastrophe.
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Things were calm in Dimmsdale. In fact, they could be called dim, as in unexciting.
Timmy was in front of his window, just aimlessly staring outside his window out into the night.
He had spent the rest of his Saturday patching up the house and being watched over by his evil babysitter, Vicky, who he would be seeing again tomorrow. It was turning out to be a really bad weekend.
"Thank heavens next week is my last week of school!" Timmy sighed sadly.
"Aw, cheer up, kiddo! We'll help fix the house while nobody's looking." Wanda said, trying to help Timmy feel better.
"Thanks, Wanda." Timmy said, "I don't know what I'd do without you two!"
"We're here for ya, Timmy!" Cosmo exclaimed in his usual upbeat mood, "That's what fairy godparents are for!"
"Well, I may as well get to sleep." Timmy yawned tiredly, "It's gonna be a long day tomorrow!" He plopped backwards onto his bed and snuggled into his covers, then said, "Good night, Cosmo and Wanda! See you in the morning!"
"Good night, Timmy." Wanda said, "Sweet dreams!"
Wanda flicked his bedside lamp off, and with a silent poof the two fairies turned back into fish and landed inside the fishbowl atop his dresser, leaving Timmy to sleep.
He tried closing his eyes and drifting off into unconsciousness, but for some reason he couldn't just sleep. He rolled over and looked back outside his window again, hoping that the twinkling stars would coax his brain to rest.
He watched them blink on and off like giant Christmas lights for a while, and just when he finally felt his eyelids starting to droop, some of the stars moved in a circle and blinked once in synchronization.
His brain didn't process the oddity, and was on its way to deep sleep when the whole ground protested with a shake. Timmy's eyes were closed still, but that soon changed when another, more fierce shake grabbed his attention.
"Huh?" He babbled.
"Whoa!" Cosmo shouted. Another quake shook Dimmsdale and slopped water everywhere from the fishbowl, sending Wanda and Cosmo hurtling into the air. They quickly morphed back into their fairy forms, just in time to catch Timmy as the ground bucked and sent him flying into the air as well.
"What's going on!?" Timmy yelled in a panic.
"I don't know!" Wanda responded, just as surprised and frightened as he was.
"The sky is falling!" Cosmo wailed, "The sky is falliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnng!"
Then came the roaring of the wind.
"Get down!" Timmy shouted, ducking in a hurry. Wanda and Cosmo clung to the floor next to him just as the shaking intensified. The whole house shook like it was riding on an avalanche, and the roof tore off and flew into the sky.
Up near the patch of stars that had vanished, there was a gigantic, rapidly expanding bubble that seemed to be sucking everything in. The surface of it was very reflective, and mirrored everything around it. It was virtually invisible against the dark night sky.
"Yikes!" Timmy exclaimed, "It's a black hole!!"
"I don't know what it is, but that's no black hole!" Wanda shouted, "We need to get out of here, now!"
"What about Mom and Dad!?" Timmy yelled. "Can you send them somewhere safe!?"
"How about Egypt?"
"They don't spea-Ok! That's good!" Timmy decided, "They'll be safe there!"
"Ok!" Cosmo said. He and Wanda quickly combined power, and with a poof Timmy's parents were instantly in Egypt.
"Send my friends there too, pretty please!?" Timmy asked.
"...Ok, fine." Wanda said, "After that, we have to leave! We need to see Jorgen after this!"
"Uh, with me or without me?" Timmy asked again.
"We'll have to drop you off somewhere!" Cosmo said.
"How about Jimmy's house?" Timmy said, "He'd understand! Oh, yeah! Can you dress me, too? It's kinda hard to do that if I'm about to be sucked up."
"Whew!" Wanda said, "Ok, Timmy, close your eyes. We'll have you at Jimmy's house in a jiffy! Wait for us!"
"I will!" Timmy shouted, closing his eyes. With a puff of smoke, Timmy, Wanda, and Cosmo disappeared from the room just as the house collapsed and swirled into the vortex above Dimmsdale.
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"Isn't this great, Brad?" Jenny asked delightedly as they glided across the dance floor to a waltz.
"Eh...It's ok." Brad said, "For some random reason I'd rather be eating a chocolate Easter bunny."
"You know those give you acne!" Jenny giggled.
"Eh, I don't care. They taste too good." Brad replied, holding his hand high and spinning Jenny like a top. "Be careful not to dig any holes! Vice Principle Razinski will beat the tar out of you."
"I'll have you know I used premium unleaded oil!" Jenny said.
"And what exactly is that supposed to do?" A snotty, smooth voice called out. "Is it make up? Who wants to smear gasoline all over their face?"
"Yeah!" Another equally snotty, but higher pitched voice said, "The only hot part about your fashion is when you catch on fire! Ha ha ha!"
The Crust cousins were joined in their laughter by a multitude of the 'popular' crowd.
Fluids ran up Jenny's insides, causing an embarrassed blush to shine on her cheeks.
"Ignore them." Brad sang, spinning the two of them around so that Jenny's back was to the crowd. "They're jealous that you don't have to try to look good." He whispered as encouragement. She stole a secretive smile, and got back to the dancing with a little bit more energy than before.
A little bit too much energy.
When it was Jenny's turn to give Brad a spin, she didn't pay enough attention to how much force she used. As a result, her dance partner shot away from her while spinning like a high speed top.
"WhoawhoawhoaWHOA!" Brad shouted. He sped across the dance floor, bouncing off of couples like a pinball, and knocking them completely over. After blowing half the crowd over, his momentum carried him over to the refreshment table where the Crust cousins were standing.
"No! Don't come this way!" Brit shrieked.
BAM!
He blew right past them and scattered them like bowling pins, and proceeded to crash right into the table with enough force to split it in half. The refreshments flew high into the air and rained down on the crowd near the crash site, and they all ran away screaming, covered in assorted pastries and fruit.
A platter of chocolates smacked Brad on the head, and the punchbowl landed on Tiff's head, soaking her sparkling dress and making it a red color.
"Ha ha!" Sheldon bawled with mirth, "You look like a bottle of sparkling cherry soda!"
"Hey!" Tuck shouted, trying to get attention back to his solo dancing, "Look at me! I'm still dancing!"
"Aren't you a second grader?" Don Prima asked curiously.
"Uh, no?" Tuck lied, "I'm a fantabulously short dwarf?"
"Oh, you must be an exchange student!"
"Yeah! I'm just in from Transylvania!"
"Interesting..."
Brad was still stuck in the rubble of what was left of the table, and the people started that were milling about started to disperse.
"Thanks for crashing the prom!" a random person shouted.
"Freak!"
Jenny didn't hear any more: she completely shut off auditory input and fled from the ballroom, a river of tears pouring from each of her eyes.
Brad was staring lovingly at the pile of chocolates in his lap, but Brit's whispering happened to bring him crashing back to planet earth.
"Good riddance, I say. Nobody's going to miss the weeping oilcan unless if they need a few spare car parts!"
Brad looked back at the chocolate, and shoved it aside. "I'll get back with you later, evil temptress. My friend needs me!" He ran past the stage where Tuck was still doing his wild dance routine, and almost ran into Sheldon, who was also running to cheer up Jenny.
"Careful, Brad!" Sheldon yelped, "I nearly had to sell my whole garage for this tux!"
He ignored his friend's frantic warnings, and dashed out of the side door of the building into the night. He had to stop and let his eyes adjust to the darkness before running anywhere. Once he could see, he and Sheldon wandered out among the school buildings, calling out for Jenny.
"Jenny!" Brad shouted the fifth time as he got to the end of the school parking lot. A couple hundred feet away he could hear Sheldon echoing his own call. He looked about for another place to search, when he had a brilliant idea.
"Hey!" Brad yelled, "Shell! Get over here a second!"
"Uh, ok! I'll be there in a bit!" Sheldon responded from across the parking lot. He took a minute to run across the sea of pavement, and was gasping for air by the time he reached the fiery haired teenager. "What?"
"Where would Jenny feel comfy if she was hurting and sad?" Brad asked simply.
"Uh...I dunno. Why are you asking me?" Sheldon asked, looking back at Bradley with a raised eyebrow. "You're the ladies' man! I thought you'd know!"
"C'mon! I think she might be in the school workshop! Ya know, automotive technology and all that?"
"Duh!" Sheldon said, slapping his head, "That's a good place to start! Why didn't I think of that?"
"'Cause you were too busy dreaming of comforting Jenny." Brad answered slyly.
"Hey!"
Just then, they heard some angry shouting, a thump, and some pained yelling. The two could see a small silhouette being thrown from the side door before they were shut completely to the night. A minute later, Tuck came into view, his tux soiled by food. There was a tomato stuck in his left eye socket.
"Ew, doesn't that hurt?" Brad asked, weirded out, "And where the heck did the tomato come from?"
"I don't know!" Tuck shouted despairingly as he pulled the veggie from his skull. Once it was out he made a show of splattering it on the pavement. "...So, what's your problem? I got discovered for being a second grader." Then, after another moment, he asked, "Where's Jenny?"
"She's probably somewhere nearby, sobbing her cooling system dry." Brad shrugged, "We were just about to start looking for her in the school garage."
"Heh heh, you rhymed!" Tuck giggled, "You sound like Dr. Seuss!"
"Do not!" Brad insisted, annoyed.
"Let's look for Jenny." Sheldon said, anxiously, "You know how she's a trouble magnet!"
"Who isn't these days?" Brad sighed, walking away. "Jenny! Come on out! JENNY!"
"Jenny!" Sheldon yelled.
"Quit wasting your time." Tuck said, rolling his eyes, "I heard her blubbering behind the stage!"
"Wait! You said she's behind the stage?" Brad asked, confused, "Why would she go there?"
"I don't know, maybe because she's a drama queen?" Tuck said, "Why are you asking me? I'm a flippin' 2nd grader! I don't know anything more about girls than you do!"
"Thanks, Tuck!" Brad said, running back to the building, closely followed by Sheldon, "Don't get yourself into any trouble!"
"As sure as my middle name is-Hey, what's my middle name again?" Tuck asked.
Brad was already out of hearing range of his brother, and still closing the distance. He ran along the outside wall of the building containing the ballroom, and when he reached the back he spotted a rear entrance. Upon reaching it a quick test proved the door was unlocked, and he dashed right in.
"Hey, wait a se-" Sheldon said, before the door whipped back and smacked him in the face. "YeeeeeeOWWWWWWCH! HOLY CRAP! I THINK I BUSTED MY NOSE!"
The rusty haired youth ignored his friend's pained shouting, and continued looking for Jenny. At the moment, a possible broken nose wasn't as important as a broken heart.
He frantically dashed about the backstage area, looking for any trace of Jenny, when his leg smacked against a metal tube and sent him flying into a box of costumes. It took a minute for Brad to escape the clutches of a pink dress, and when he finally jerked free he plucked the accompanying pink bra off his head and chucked it back into the box.
The metal tube he tripped on wasn't a tube at all, but Jenny's leg. Her damp eyes were closed, and the dead silence indicated she shut herself down.
"Ow, my nose..." Sheldon muttered, walking into view.
"Hey, Sheldon, watch out for-"
THWACK
"YEOW! MY SHIN!" Sheldon yelped, clutching his now bruised shin.
"I was gonna say watch out for Jenny's leg, but never mind." Brad said, "Help me start her back up."
"Oh, is she ok!?"
"As far as I can tell, she cried herself to sleep."
"Oh..." Sheldon whispered, "...I think she used her key."
"You mean she put a key in her ignition and turned it off?" Brad asked.
"Actually..." Sheldon said, looking at her neck with a shocked expression, "...Yes, that's exactly what she did, but she snapped the end off!"
"WHAT!?"
"She snapped the head off of the key!" Sheldon said, "If we even hope to turn her back on, I'm gonna need a wire!"
The two boys split up and frantically searched the stage area for a small metal wire, which after a bit they obtained by ripping it from a ratty old costume hat. Sheldon delicately looped the wire around the key bit, and removed it, after which he tried picking Jenny's lock.
Five minutes later, he was still at it, sweating with effort. "C'mon, Shell!" Brad said, "If anybody can do this, you can!"
"I know! I'm trying..." Sheldon gasped, "...Hey, wait! I might have it! Hold Jenny still...This is gonna get crazy..."
He carefully examined his handiwork, and after he silently approved of it he gave his makeshift lockpicker a twist, and Jenny's eyes fluttered open.
"...B-brad? Shell?" She asked weakly.
"Yeah, Jenny, it's us." Brad said.
"Jenny, are yo-"
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" Jenny's eyes screwed up tight, then slammed completely shut as thick streams of h2o ejected from her eyes, blasting the two boys back on their backs. "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! NOBODY LIKES ME! I'M JUST A DANGEROUS FREAK! A FREAAAAAK! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
"Quiet, Jenny, or all of Tremorton's gonna hear you!" Brad whispered urgently into her ear. Her sorrow lowered around fifty decibels, but it was still loud. Sheldon helped to drag her outside, where Jenny threw herself face first to the pavement and covered her face.
"What do we do now?" Sheldon asked, nervous.
"I'll admit, I don't know all that much about the ladies..." Brad said, looking around the dark parkinglot to make sure they didn't have any spectators, "...But I do know that once they get like this, it's best to go with the flow."
"Yeah, if It doesn't wash us away!" Tuck yelled, running over into sight. "I see ya found Jenny. What the heck did ya do to her!?"
"It's what THEY did." Brad said, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder towards the ballroom.
"Oh."
They waited in awkward silence, over which Jenny finally seemed to start calming down. They waited for half an hour for her to settle down, after which she had a bad case of hiccups.
"I didn't know robots could get hiccups." Tuck said, impressed.
Jenny looked long and hard at the black, man made rock beneath their feet before replying. "...I'd...I'd give anything just to be a normal human." She sighed, her voice heavy with sorrow.
"Oh, c'mon, Jen!" Brad said, "You're the single most awesome person in all of Tremorton! You don't have to be made of flesh and bone to be human."
"D'you really think so?" Jenny sniffed.
"Anybody that looks at you in the right light should know that." Sheldon said, his eyes sparkling.
"Oooh...Don't do that." Tuck shuddered, "That's creepy."
"Jen, you need to learn not to care about what other people think." Brad said, "But you also have to learn a healthy balance. You have to learn not to listen to everybody."
"...H-how?"
"If you ever learn anything from me, Jen, I mean anything, "Brad said, "Then learn this: There ARE people that care for you, and there are people, like the Crust Cousins, that hate every nut and bolt of you. It's the people that care for you that you need to listen to. Ignore those Crust Cousins and their little gang, and you should be ok."
"...I just can't." Jenny suddenly sobbed, "Don't you see? I don't belong here! I'll never fit in anywhere! I'd give almost anything to be human! ANYTHING!"
"...C'mon, guys, let's get her home." Brad sighed sadly as Jenny dissolved into inconsolable tears. Sheldon grabbed Jenny's legs while Brad looped his arms around her shoulders, and together they carried her back to Brad's convertible. Tuck opened the rear door and strapped Jenny to the car seat while the guys got into the front. With a quick kick of the ignition, the convertible shot off down the road, back to the Wakeman household.
"...You know what I think?" Sheldon asked, looking blankly outside the passenger window.
"What?" Brad replied.
"Ms. Wakeman's gonna wig out."
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Nothing was out of the ordinary for Spongebob when he started walking home that night.
That is, until he was about halfway there.
He was humming to himself, spinning his spatula like a fan blade, when the city's storm sirens screamed into the darkness. Above the din, the weather forecaster's voice could be heard on the city's speaker system.
"Warning! A whirlpool has been detected near Bikini Bottom! Grab your wives and children, get inside your storm shelters, or RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIIIIIFE!"
"Whirlpool!?" Spongebob screamed, "OH NO! I HAVE TO SAVE GARY!" He ran down the road as fast as he could, and by the time he reached his house he could already feel the pull of the whirlpool as it crept towards the city. He jumped inside his house and slammed the door shut, and started calling for his pet snail frantically.
"Meow!" Gary squeaked from underneath the sofa.
"Gary!" Spongebob shouted, relieved. He dived under the sofa, and ended up right next to Gary. "Gary! Gary! There's a Whirlpool coming! We have to find shelter!"
"Meow?" Gary asked, looking frightened.
By now, the whole house was shaking and shuddering, and the water outside roared against the house. "Oh no! We're gonna die!" Spongebob wailed.
"Meow!" Gary said.
"We're in the safest place in the house?" Spongebob asked, "Oh, I guess we are! We might be ok then!"
Outside, the undersea equivalent of a tornado raged. A minute of the storm tore Spongebob's house off of its foundation, and it swirled about until it suddenly vanished. Spongebob peeked out from underneath his sofa, and witnessed the odd occurrence.
"Huh!? Where's the whirlpool!?" He asked, surprised.
"MEOW!?" Gary screamed.
Upon a closer look...they could see what looked like a barely visible bubble expanding about a mile out from the city. It rapidly spread outwards, and the second the bubble touched the ground, it started slurping up the ocean bed as well.
"HOLY SEA COW!" Spongebob exclaimed, "That's no whirlpool!" He tightened his grip on the sandy floor underneath his sofa, and as the bubble expanded the pull of the current only grew.
The duo could only watch in horror as the bubble continued to expand. Suddenly, the bubble stopped growing, and turned a dark blackish purple color and sprouted little spots of blue light. The bubble then started rotating in place, picking up speed until the whole surface had the appearance of shining blue steel. Then, the bubble started shrinking faster and faster while spinning, creating a real whirlpool that sucked in sand and debris around the shining bubble. The second the bubble vanished, so did the whirlpool. A cloud of sand settled outwards like a curtain, settling silently on the ground. It was followed by a hailstorm of rocks kicked up the by newly deceased whirlpool, and all was deathly quiet in Bikini Bottom.
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Jimmy Neutron was busy cleaning up his lab when there was a poof of magic above his head.
"What the...?" Jimmy had enough time to say before Timmy Turner landed on his head, knocking the two of them to the floor.
"Jimmy!" Timmy yelled, instantly jumping up to his feet and dancing anxiously.
"What the heck are you dropping out of the air on my head for?" Jimmy asked, rubbing his big head. "Did something happen?"
"Did something happen!?" Timmy shrieked, "A blackhole came outta nowhere and ate Dimmsdale!"
"WHAT!?" Jimmy shouted in shock, "Is everybody ok?!"
"Cosmo and Wanda are talking to Jorgen Von Strangle, ya know, getting orders from their superior and all that blah. But look! The point is, I need help!" Timmy said, grabbing the boy genius by his lab coat and shaking him silly. Jimmy slapped his friend's hands away, and straightened his coat.
"Ok, I'm more than willing to help out, Timmy, but I can't do anything if you shake my brain loose!" Jimmy said.
"Heh, sorry." Timmy apologized.
"Could you call Carl and Sheen at the Candy Café for me?" Jimmy asked, "I was gonna meet them earlier, but now we're going to need their help!"
"What are you going to do?" Timmy replied, catching a cell phone that Jimmy tossed to him.
"I'm going to finish Goddard's weapon system upgrade." Jimmy said, "I have a feeling this isn't the only attack that's going to happen. We need to be prepared! Do you have any weapon preferences?"
"Uh...I don't really care!" Timmy said, "What's the number?"
"Here." Jimmy handed him a piece of paper, then jumped onto his computer chair and started putting the finishing touches on his project. Timmy dialed the number as fast as he could, and when it was finished, he put the device up to his head.
When the café owner on the other end picked up the phone, Timmy got straight to business, "Ok, chuck! This is Timmy Turner! Jimmy Neutron's friend? Yeah, that's right. Look, we need Carl and Sheen to come back to Jimmy's lab. We have a problem, and we need their help! Could you send them over? Thanks, man! Good luck with the bizz. Yeah, see ya. Bye." He slapped the phone down on a table, and stepped up to Jimmy.
"Almost finished?" Timmy asked.
"Just finished." Jimmy responded, "Did the call go well?"
"Carl and Sheen are on their way!" Timmy saluted, "Go ahead and get Goddard started up, I'll go let the guys in."
"Thanks, Timmy!" Jimmy called out, "I appreciate you warning me."
"No problem, Jimmy, it's what friends are for." Timmy said before the lift carried him out of the laboratory.
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"Hey, aren't you driving kinda fast?" Sheldon asked nervously.
"Yeah, maybe I AM driving kinda fast." Brad replied, "I just want to get this nightmare over with." At the word 'nightmare', Jenny's already prolonged crying episode doubled in loudness. Tuck's eyes started crossing, the noise was so loud. He shook his head and slapped himself a few times, then clamped his hands over his ears.
"Just get home already, Brad!" Tuck yelled, "I'm never going to another dance again!"
While they were driving down the road, there was an ominous creaking noise.
"What was that!?" Sheldon whispered.
"I have no clue." Brad answered, "Jen! JEN! There's something weird happening SNAP OUTTA IT!"
Tuck, who was the only one with his eyes on the road now, suddenly shrieked, "LOOK OUT!"
The four of them suddenly froze, and looked on in horror as a bubble appeared out of nowhere in front of them. The very space around the bubble started caving inward, and the ground and nearby air were sucked into the unknown entity.
Four voices screamed above the increasing roar of wind, and were snuffed the instant the car passed through the curtain of the unknown.
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To Be Continued...