Jimmy pulled out a hair and scanned it on VOX as he always did when he entered his lab. With the way he was using that lab, it was a wonder he still had any hair left.
He sat down at his desk, thinking of a way to test this concoction he'd been creating. He considered giving it to his friends, but he'd have to go incognito; they'd never agree if they knew what it did. He scrapped the idea, as trickery was against the ethics of science. Besides, he wasn't very ambidextrous, anyway. His only other option was to administer it to himself. He didn't want to do it, but he really had no choice. However, he was cognizant of the side effects this creation might have. His mind filled with premonitions as he worried about the efficacy and legitimacy of his potion of sorts. In an attempt to limit his love for Cindy, he may in the process make himself less gregarious. Now, that's not to say that he was entirely sociable as it is, but he could be even less so. He may never love again, even someone who would willingly requite it. An achromatic heart would make for a lonely life. Maybe his attempts were sophomoric after all. Maybe he should just live with the pain like many others in the same situation.
No, he was too good for that. He shouldn't be convoluting his own thoughts like this. He was not like the others, for he was Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius. While that may sound precious, he maintained its verity.
Jimmy finally decided, after trusting his own abilities, to take the solution himself. He perfected the mixture and, with a clichéd audible gulp, chugged it.
That was that. The deed had been done. He didn't feel any different. Hmph. Strange. He would tell his friends about it in the morning.
Jimmy left his house and proceeded towards the park to find his friends. He needed to tell them of his experiment... but perhaps he would exclude the failure. Anything less than complete success would prompt a cataclysm of caustic criticism from his companions. He could tell them of his development process. To them, it would seem abstruse, leaving them in admiration regardless of his ultimate failure.
As he entered the park, Jimmy was met not by his friends, but by Cindy herself. What a stroke of luck! Whether it be good or bad or just laziness on the part of the writer, Cindy was currently walking her dog at that very park. Jimmy tried to avoid her at all costs, but her shrieks could not be ignored.
"Nerdtron! What are *you* doing here?" she spat in his direction.
Jimmy forced himself to turn around and face her. He couldn't care less about what she was saying, but was stupefied, not by love, but by the lack thereof. His potion had worked! He had no feelings for her at all!
...no feelings...
...at all.
She continued screaming, but he felt no anger. She was neither cherubic nor ignominious. At this point, she just... was.
"Hey, you in there?" she shouted, frustrated at his seemingly rudimentary stare.
The brevity of her patience didn't yet put him off as it normally would, and he responded as nonchalantly as he would to a store clerk.
"What was that you asked?" Jimmy replied, his attitude coming off nascent.
"Hello? Were you not listening? Do you NOT remember me being angry at you for yesterday?"
Oh, that's right. She had caught him staring at her. That was fun.
"Ah, yes, now I remember. I apologize for any disconcertions you might have had. It won't happen again."
Cindy now issued what she considered an ultimatum.
"Let me just warn you if I *ever* catch you doing anything like that again, I will beat you to a pulp."
At this Cindy's voice came to a crescendo. Jimmy began to feel contempt for her once more, only this time, there was no love to be felt.
"Very well, then. As you were."
Jimmy fled in search of his friends. He scanned the park, noting how microcosmic it was in relation to the town itself. People of all races and creeds gathered here. Mrs. Fowl, his teacher, was sitting on a bench reading the newspaper, some children were playing baseball, and of course there was Nick trying his hand at another skateboard trick that was sure to leave him in the hospital with another broken leg. Nevertheless, Jimmy could not locate his friends in the hectic crowd and finally gave up, exasperated after all that had happened. He'd check Sheen's house later.
This time, however, he would be bringing news of success.