I don't own Jimmy Neutron, but if it were on sale on Ebay, I'd buy it.
Chapter 11: The Rage That Blinds
Jimmy stomped over to the refreshment table and angrily grabbed a cup. Filling it with punch, he downed it in one. He got another and turned around to find Cindy staring at him.
"What?" he said irritably.
"Oh, nothing." Cindy said sarcastically. "You just put Eustace in an arm lock, that's all!"
"He deserved it."
"Well, maybe he did," Cindy said. "But that doesn't explain why you did it. Usually I'm the one who resorts to fighting. I didn't even know you could do an arm lock."
Jimmy glared into the midst of the people still waltzing around the room. It seemed an eternity since Cindy and himself had too been dancing carefree across the room.
"I don't know why I did it either. Maybe it was impulse, but I've never done that to anyone before, even to people like Eustace." He closed his eyes. "Lately, I've been getting irritated very easily. Yesterday, when I was watching my favorite show, that emergency test screen came on. I got so mad; I threw my soda at the TV." He glanced at Cindy. She was still staring at him, but with an expression he could not identify. He averted his eyes, afraid he would get mad at her too.
"Right now, when I think of Eustace I just want to…" He suddenly squeezed his cup, making it collapse in his hand, spilling punch down his arm and onto his angrily distorted face. He looked up at Cindy's now plainly terrified face and his expression softened a little.
"I'm going to clean up in the bathroom." He said a little too angrily than he meant. He tossed the cup into a trash can, and with a last look at Cindy, disappeared into the bathroom.
Cindy stood on the spot, staring at the door. Her expression displayed a mixture of sadness and fear. Suddenly Libby, Sheen, Carl, and Elkie came up to her, fresh from the dance floor.
"Hey Cin…" Libby started. "Whoa! What happened? Where's Jimmy?" she said, seeing the look on her face. Cindy looked at Libby. She would always understand.
"Jimmy and I bumped into Eustace on the dance floor, literally. He tried to get Jimmy to let him dance with me, but Jimmy wouldn't have it. When Eustace insisted, Jimmy, our Jimmy, put Eustace in an arm lock." She paused as looks of shock and amazement crossed all their faces. "He's in the bathroom right now, calming down I think." She looked at the door again. "I just don't know what to do."
Inside the bathroom, Jimmy splashed his face, hunched forward in front of the sink. Water dripping down his face, he slowly straightened up. He looked absently in the mirror, and yelled out. There, where his reflection should have been was the face of a gruesome monster. He looked behind him, and seeing no one, looked closer at the monster. It had cracked, orange skin, and green hair and eyes. Apparently, it was very wide shouldered, because Jimmy couldn't see its entire outline. Jimmy stood staring at this strange unfamiliar creature impersonating his reflection, yet he couldn't help feeling like he knew it somehow. Then the reflection spoke, and a shocking realization hit Jimmy.
"You!" he shouted.