A/N: Just in case you are unaware, 'Smallie Big Big' is a fictional rap artist mentioned in the JN episode 'Out, Darn Spotlight'. This will be useful in your fic-reading. :)


It was utter insanity. There really had to be something psychologically wrong with both of them. Jimmy didn't think this was a healthy sort of relationship. Yet, it was as if he had consumed some sort of narcotic and he was addicted. Every day, the same thing.

The fighting at school.

"VORTEX, YOUR PERSONALITY IS LIKE A BLACK HOLE!"

"EVEN BLACK HOLES COULDN'T CONDENSE THE HUGE AMOUNT OF MATTER THAT IS YOUR GIANT HEAD, KING CRANIUM!"

Then, just hours later, a patterned knock on his lab door.

D-W-E-E-B-T-R-O-N

Soon she was wrapped around him and his hands groped furiously at her back. Their lips moved violently against each other. Sometimes, Jimmy even felt like their kisses were competitions. Who was better? Who was more in control? The contest was intoxicating.

Then, suddenly, she would have to leave. Karate practice, tutoring, studying for tests, memorizing her lines for the school play, and more. He was astounded one person could keep up with so many things. Just further proof that she was mentally unwell. Yet, he was always sad to see her go.

The whole thing was sickening, wretched, unhealthy, and sadistic. A whirlwind of contrasting emotions, but Jimmy had never been happier. He must be insane, too.

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"Attention, comrades!" Jimmy announced as he sat down at the lunch table.

"See, it's when you say dorky things like that. That's why I hate you. Well, one of the reasons why I hate you, anyway." Cindy sneered as she poked her salad with a fork.

"Well, I was only going to ask if you all wanted to join me on an expedition to the lovely Long Beach in sunny California this weekend, but obviously Cindy doesn't want to go anywhere with me…" He turned and began to walk away.

"Did you say Long Beach? As in Los Angeles County?" Libby shouted. Jimmy stopped and faced them.

"Yes. And I have word that your 'Smallie Big Big' will be hitting the beach on Saturday." Jimmy said nonchalantly.

"Cindy! WE HAVE TO GO!" Libby grabbed Cindy's arm and tugged on it violently.

"Alright!" she conceded, if only to get Libby to quit dislocating her shoulder.

"Sheen, Carl? What about you guys?" Jimmy gestured to his best friends.

"LET THE ADVENTURE BEGIN!" Sheen exclaimed.

"I dunno, Jim…" Carl shrugged, "I get a lot of sunburns…"

"I already located several Llama farms just a few miles inland." Jimmy smiled. Carl beamed and nodded vigorously.

"We're going to meet SMALLIE BIG BIG!" Libby jumped up and down in her seat.

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"This was not part of the agreement!" Cindy complained as they flew through the air in the hovercar.

"It's not like we signed a contract or anything! This is supposed to be fun, Vortex. Obviously you're incapable of any sort of enjoyment!" Jimmy retaliated. He then turned away quickly, the heat rising on his neck thinking about a different sort of enjoyment that she took part in regularly.

"WHY DID WE HAVE TO LEAVE BEFORE DAWN?" she threw her hands in the air.

"BECAUSE, MISS I-CAN'T-BE-HAPPY-ABOUT-ANYTHING, I HAVE TO GET THERE BY PRECISELY SIX O'CLOCK AM TO COLLECT THE ALGAE I NEED!"

"I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU WERE ONLY DRAGGING US ALONG ON SOME STUPID SCIENTIFIC SHOPPING ERRAND!"

"WELL, EXCUSE ME FOR INVITING YOU TO THE BEACH!"

"GUYS!" Libby exclaimed from the back seat, "Some of us are trying to get a little sleep here!"

"Sorry." Jimmy and Cindy said simultaneously while glaring at each other.

They arrived at the beach just as the sun was rising. It was truly beautiful. They all removed their shoes and ran out onto the soft sand. Sheen quickly attempted the old yawn-then-put-your-arm-around-her trick on Libby. She permitted it, but rolled her eyes. Even so, Libby'ssmile was very apparent. Carl sat down on the sand and gave a ridiculous grin as he cupped his face in awe. Sometimes, Jimmy questioned Carl's sanity. Jimmy himself, however, stood awkwardly next to Cindy. There were a good two feet between them, but the obvious desire to be closer was palpable. They both cast sidelong glances at each other and then looked away quickly, blushing. Libby observed this and made a mental note to needle Cindy about it later. Right now, she had to watch the sky paint itself a canvas of oranges, yellows, and reds.

"You see, a sunset is the result of light refraction in –" Jimmy started.

"SHUT UP, YOU'RE RUINING IT!" Cindy interjected.

And so, they watched in silence as the sun rose and illuminated the beach. When it was over, Sheen managed to snag a kiss on Libby's cheek. She fell over into the sand, laughing. Jimmy and Cindy both noticed the affectionate moment and blushed furiously, clearly imagining the same scene between themselves.

"THE OCEAN CALLS!" Sheen exclaimed. "YOU WILL ALL STAND IN AWE AT THE GLORY OF MY ULTRALORD SPEEDO!" The rest of the group stared at him in disgust.

"Don't worry, I have extra trunks." Jimmy consoled. Cindy let out a sigh of relief.

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"Dude, the chicks always take too long to get ready!" Sheen moaned as the three guys stood on the beach in their bathing suits. They really were quite a sight to behold, especially in comparison to the well-toned bodies many of the other beach goers possessed. Sheen was tall and skinny, the drawstring of the trunks Jimmy lent him tied tightly, further accentuating his thinness. Carl wore a llama t-shirt over his chubby figure and his skin was chalk white with all the sunscreen he applied. Jimmy's decision to spend most of his time cooped up in a lab did not lend itself to a very muscular physique, but rather a flabby one with defined tan lines. And of course, as if they didn't feel bad enough about it, Libby approached the group looking like a normal human being.

"Hey guys." She smiled. "Ready to hit the waves, Sheen?"

"Yes, ma'am!" He shouted and they ran off to the water. Jimmy and Carl watched them go.

"I think I need to reapply sunscreen." Carl whined, even though he'd just put it on fifteen minutes ago. He walked over to a shaded area by a tree and began smoothing more of the cream on himself. Jimmy, distracted, did not notice Cindy approach him from behind.

"Nice atom bathing suit." She said in her familiar mocking tone.

Jimmy clenched his fists and turned around to reply, but, of course, the stupid, bossy, angry, girl stunned him into silence.

He should have expected this. He should have been prepared. What did he think she would look like after pursuing martial arts for over a decade? But she snuck up on him! Her fault again! ALL. HER. FAULT.

"Quit drooling over me, Monkey Boy! I think Libby already saw us looking at each other earlier. If she finds out about…you know…what we do…I WILL NEVER HEAR THE END OF IT!" Cindy snapped in front of his face. "NERDTRON!"

He blinked repeatedly.

"NERDTRON!"

"Wha- uh, yeah." He shook his head. Cindy scoffed.

"Get your act together or I swear you will be physically and mentally damaged beyond repair." She huffed and blew her bangs out of her face, then stalked off to the beach.

No. This relationship was definitely not healthy.

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The name Freak Boy had never been more accurate as Jimmy swam around in the shallow parts of the ocean looking for his algae. He was wearing some kind of high tech gear that looked completely ridiculous. It was like a head piece for braces, but it also included a pair of binocular-looking microscope glasses that gave Jimmy the appearance of some kind of alien.

Cindy stood in the water with her arms crossed, the waves lapping against her abdomen as she stood still and refused to take part in any of the activities of her friends. She wasn't up for being a third wheel in Sheen and Libby's underwater make-out spectacular, neither did she want to go and hide in the shade with Carl as he tried desperately to avoid sunburn. And she was definitely not about to join Nerdtron's freak show.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" a high pitched scream broke out.

Cindy whipped around looking for the source, prepared to use her lifeguard skills that she learned in a summer class a few years ago. It was Libby, and she wasn't in any danger at all. In fact, she was wearing a bigger smile than Cindy thought was possible for her face as she jumped up and down in the water.

"IT'S SMALLIE BIG BIG!" Libby pointed to a man wearing sunglasses and copious amounts of gold jewelry. The effect was blinding in the sunlight. Libby ran out of the water leaving a disappointed looking Sheen behind. Cindy decided this would be more fun to watch than just standing in the water, so she followed her friend out, but less enthusiastically.

"Mr. Big! Or…Mr. Big Big? Mr. Smallie? Oh, forget it! Smallie Big Big! I'm a huge fan." Libby ran up and shook his hand forcefully. After looking bewildered for a moment, he smiled amiably.

"Always nice to meet a fan." He laughed cordially. "What can I do for you?"

"Oh – I don't know…I didn't think about this! Ha…Sorry…I'm just so air-headed sometimes!" Libby giggled uncomfortably. Cindy rolled her eyes.

"An autograph, maybe?" he offered congenially.

"Yes! Yes, that'd be great! Just let me get something for you to sign!" Libby ran toward her things. By this time, the rest of the group had caught up and were standing around the pop star.

"Hey, you're that kid! Jimmy Neutron, right?" Smallie asked. Jimmy looked puzzled for a moment, then took on his usual air of arrogance.

"Why, yes I am." He stated, standing taller. Cindy sighed in exasperation.

"Yeah, I read about you in 'New Science Monthly'. You contributed to the power generator technology that helps power my house." He shook Jimmy's hand.

"Glad to be of assistance." Jimmy grinned proudly.

"Hey, since you save me so much on my electrical bills, and your friends seems to be a big fan, how would you all like to come over for dinner at my Hollywood mansion?"

Libby was running over with her iPod and a sharpie for him to sign when she heard the last part. She promptly fainted.

"I think you can take that as a yes." Cindy sniggered.

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That evening, the five felt severely underdressed as they walked into the mansion in their beach attire. Their flip flops clapped and echoed through the massive entrance hall complete with marble floors and columns.

"Dude, I mean, Mr. Big Big…You're house is almost as good as The Ultra Lord palace on Planet Neptar!" Sheen gasped in awe.

"Thank you…I guess." He laughed. "And feel free to call me Smallie, guys. I'm your host, not your teacher."

"Well, um, Smallie, it's a pleasure to be in your home." Jimmy stated politely.

"No, no, I assure you it's my pleasure. The dining room's just through here." He gestured to a large oak door before opening it to reveal a fantastic dining hall with a glass table and crystal chandelier. "Take a seat, everyone."

They all sat down, and Jimmy made careful consideration to sit as far away from Cindy as possible. She was still wearing a bikini top, but now with a skirt bottom…much too distracting. And, if he didn't want Cindy to permanently maim him, he should probably avoid any staring.

"Gustav!" Smallie called, and a man who Jimmy assumed was a butler came in the room. "The special dish for my close friends." Smallie smiled. Gustav nodded and exited quickly.

"So, Mr. Smallie, what's it like being a super cool rapper guy man?" Carl asked, attempting to use popular lingo.

"Oh, you know, same old, same old. I'm much more interested to hear about you all." He looked around the table. "Jimmy, what sorts of new gadgetry are you working on now?"

"Well, that is technically copyrighted material Smallie –" But Jimmy didn't finish because their food arrived. It was an elaborate turkey feast, and Jimmy was amazed it could be prepared in such a short time and taste so fresh. Smallie must have the house equipped with the absolute latest technology. He made a mental note to ask to look around later.

"So, your inventions, Jimmy?" Smallie prodded.

"I'm sorry, Smallie, but I just can't disclose that information."

"Oh please, Dweebtron. You have no difficulty telling us about your lame adventures back home – whether we want to hear or not." Cindy mocked.

"Well, this is different…You guys don't have the capacity to mass produce my devices." Jimmy glanced nervously at Smallie.

"Are you saying you don't trust me, Jimmy?" A flash of anger crossed his eyes.

"Well, we've only just met…" Jimmy said softly.

"So it turns out, you're right not to trust me." He grinned sinisterly. "But you're going to tell me whether you like it or not."

"Excuse me? I don't –" Jimmy yawned, "think that you'll be…" his vision began to blur until he passed out, fast asleep on the luscious rug.

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Jimmy woke up in an ornately decorated bedroom. Once he remembered the recent events, he rushed to the door only to find it locked. He struggled with the door in vain for a few seconds. The TV in the corner turned on to reveal Smallie's face.

"Good morning, Jimmy." He smiled wickedly. "I trust you slept well. The anesthetics in the turkey should have made sure of that. Now, here's the deal 'homie'. I'll give you twenty-four hours to write down the plans for your latest and greatest inventions," Jimmy looked over to the desk in the room to see it supplied with the materials needed, "or you'll never see your friends again. Thank you for your cooperation." The screen went to black.

Jimmy stood in shock for a moment before his brain went to working on a solution for this problem. He could feel his Shrink Ray (which he had been using to minimize algae for storage) still in his pocket. He glanced down at his wrist to see that Smallie had not been wise enough to his high tech watch. Obviously not an experienced villain. He activated the laser and busted the lock on the door. Then, he pushed through and quickly hurried down the hall. Where was he? Where was he going? The house was a giant maze. It was going to be extremely difficult to find his friends –

He heard a muffled voice that sounded like it was coming from the floor below.

"WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE YOU OVERRATED, BADLY-DRESSED FREAK, I WILL HIT YOU SO HARD YOU'LL NEED BRACES FOR YOUR GRILLS!"

That was Cindy alright.

He quickly ran to the grand staircase and descended to the bottom floor of the house. Cindy's voice was getting clearer. He hoped Smallie couldn't hear his steps as they echoed in the open space. He started down a narrow hallway with much more medieval decoration. That's when it hit Jimmy – this was a dungeon.

Cindy's voice grew louder and louder until he reached the door it was coming from.

"I HEAR YOU OUT THERE, YOU WUSS! COME IN HERE AND FIGHT ME LIKE A REAL MAN!"

"Shhh! Cindy, it's me." Jimmy called inside.

"Jimmy! Thank God you're – I mean, get me out of this!"

Jimmy used his laser watch to open the latch again. He walked in to find Cindy tied up in shackles. In her bikini, she reminded him vaguely of Princess Leia in Star Wars Episode – NO. He could not get distracted now. He undid her chains with the laser and they rushed out together.

"Do you know where Carl, Sheen, and Libby are?" Jimmy asked.

"Not specifically, but I'm pretty sure they're in these cells somewhere. Let's split up and look." They each went in a different direction, knocking and calling into doors for the rest of their group. In a short amount of time, they had used the laser to free everyone out of their shackles and were running out of the dungeons.

"Not so fast." Smallie stood at the foot of the grand staircase waiting for them. "See these?" he raised his hands, revealing some sort of high tech gauntlets. "One punch from these and you'll be less real than imaginary numbers!"

"I don't think so!" Jimmy whipped out his Shrink Ray, set it to ant size, and aimed it at Smallie. It hit him square in the chest, and as he grew smaller, his gauntlets became too large and fell off.

"Not a lot of need for the 'Big Big' part of your name now, Smallie?" Cindy taunted.

"I WANNA GO HOME NOW!" Carl cried.

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After calling the police and having Smallie arrested, the gang flew home to Retroville in the hovercar.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, FRANKENHEAD!" Cindy continued to complain about their experience.

"ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS HAVE A NICE TIME ON THE BEACH! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW SMALLIE WAS EVIL?"

"IT WAS ONLY YOU HE WANTED! ERGO, YOUR FAULT!"

"LEAPIN LEPTONS, VORTEX! FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP!"

Cindy quieted immediately and gave him a death glare. If looks could kill, her stare would be more lethal than Smallie's gauntlets.

"Hmpf." She turned from him and sat in the back, something she never did. Libby moved up to take her place.

"Not the right thing to say, Jimmy." Libby shook her head.

Jimmy was a little bit concerned he'd gone too far. But, c'mon, he'd only told her to be quiet. She'd said much worse things to him in the past! What a melodramatic, typical woman!

Still, he did feel badly. He didn't want Cindy's feeling to be hurt…Well, actually, he did. A lot of the time. But not really. Only the harmless jab here and there…

When it was just Jimmy and Cindy left in the hovercar, he tried to talk to her before she went inside her house. She blatantly ignored him and left the vehicle without a word. Jimmy flew home.

That afternoon, Jimmy spent about an hour despairing about what to do with Cindy. On one hand, he thought she deserved it. On the other…she was kind of his…girlfriend now, wasn't she? What a strange thought. He decided to call her – on her cell phone of course, her mother could never know about their secret relationship.

It rang for several long minutes before going to the message machine.

"This is Cindy Vortex. If it rang and I didn't pick up, it probably means I don't want to talk to you. So don't bother leaving a message."

BEEEEEEEEEP.

He left a message anyway, explaining that he was sorry. He said how he was actually surprised to find himself genuinely sorry for it. How it actually did bother him when her feelings were hurt, despite their history.

He then plopped down on his lab chair and sighed. After what seemed like an eternity, a knock sounded on the door.

D-W-E-E-B-T-R-O-N

Jimmy grinned stupidly.

A/N: Thanks for all the input, guys. I really appreciate it. I LOVE ALL MY REVIEWERS! YOU GUYS ROCK! I'm gonna go with 12 episodes per season and a TV movie. I'm excited to see what you guys thing about this chapter, I had a good time writing it. :)