Chapter 11: Reinvigoration

Meanwhile, at Trent's driveway, Trent and Danny were about to go home, Trent was clearly depressed.

"I just can't find them anywhere, dude. What if we leave them behind?" Asked a sad Trent. He has looked everywhere but he can't find 2 of his favorite toys! He is very depressed. He really misses those toys, even Sherman. Jimmy may be his present favorite toy, but Sherman will always be his favorite toy he has since kindergarten.

"Calm down, dude. I'm sure you can find them before you leave tomorrow." Danny replied confidently.

Once they go inside their opposite homes, a box nearby that is labeled 'Trent's Toys!' scrawled on it begins to move, shaking.

"Let me out! I want air!" yelled a voice. The box opened up revealing Toothless coughing out packing Styrofoam peanut from his mouth.

Gumball peeks out next to him, looking annoyed. Although they don't trust Sherman now, they stick to his suggestion of getting a moving buddy. Unfortunately, guess who Gumball is stuck with?

As Toothless looks relieved as he coughs, Gumball rolls his eyes as he snapped, "I wish you stop moving around! It's hard to sleep when you get like that!"

"Sorry. I get nervous before travelling." said Toothless sheepishly.

"Why I have you for moving buddy, I would never know!" snapped Gumball as he goes back into the box.

"Well, that's easy. Everyone else got picked!" said Toothless as he follows Gumball back into the box. Mabel sadly looked at Trent through the window.

"Oh, Sherman, if only you saw how much Trent misses you." Mabel sadly said, missing her boyfriend.

Back at Duncan's house during the storm, Duncan was sleeping in his clothes, not caring to get into pajamas. As the storm pounded, Jimmy still sat there dejectedly, shocked, sad, and heartbroken about the truth. Sherman was struggling to get free, but he can't even move the crate as it's pinned by the Toolbox.

"Jim, do me a favor and help me lift this crate!" Sherman then said, but Jimmy was still too depressed to help. Without Jimmy, it won't be easy to move the crate as it's too heavy.

Sherman threw a stray washer to get Jimmy's attention. Jimmy sighs as he looked at Sherman. What does he want now? He feels as if Sherman's done enough to him.

"Be a lamb and see if you can get this tool box off me!" Sherman pleaded. But much to his annoyance, Jimmy turns away from the toy who helped him realize who he truly was all this time, hanging his head. Sherman is a hopeless situation, Jimmy is about to be blown to pieces in a few hours, Trent will move out with his family in a few hours, and the only friends he could count on won't help him.

"Come on, Nerdtron. I..." Sherman was about to snap, but calms down with a sigh of regret. He can't yell at Jimmy when he's like this. He then said in a begging yet sad tone, "Jimmy, I need your help. I can't do this without you."

"It's no use, Sherman. I can't help anybody." Jimmy then said, not caring about the rocket strapped to him that will blow him up into bits.

"Sure you can, you know. All you gotta do is lift this thing off of me, I'll get that rocket off of you, and we can make a run for Trent's house!" Sherman then said.

"Trent's house. Duncan's house. What's the difference, they're all the same." Jimmy said, sadly.

"Oh, Jimmy, you had a big fall, alright? That's why you're acting like this! I know what it's like to not think clearly!" Sherman said, poking his noggin. Jimmy rolled his eyes. "Look, those guys fixed your arm! You should be feeling better by now!"

"Really, Sherman? Even if you fixed my arm, does it make a difference about the fact that I'm seeing things clearly? You were right about me all along." Jimmy sadly said, still heartbroken about the truth. At the same time, Jimmy flipped up his communicator, which is actually a plastic compartment. As he sadly sighs, "I'm just a stupid, weak, pathetic little toy.I'm not a CIA Apprentice, I'm not a boy genius,I was never any of those things. And I never will be."

As Jimmy begins to sniff, Sherman had a concerned look, at first, Jimmy thought he was the real thing. He thought he was the real Jimmy Neutron, a boy with an godly I.Q. of 210, making him the smartest Retroville citizen. Jimmy believed he was someone important, someone with the power to rescue entire galaxies. To him, being a toy means he is powerless and unimportant. Jimmy can't even see what Trent would want with him now that Jimmy realizes he is just another toy and not a CIA Apprentice. As far as Jimmy's concerned, he feels useless, no one to be bothered with.

"Jimmy, you may not be the real Jimmy Neutron, but being a toy is a lot better than a CIA Apprentice or a...Genius of Steel!" Sherman then said, sympathizing with the boy genius toy.

"To you, maybe." Jimmy scoffed.

"Trust me, it is! Over there in that house is a a little boy named Trent. And he thinks you are the greatest ever! Guess why? It's not because you're a CIA Apprentice, it's because you're a toy! And you're not just any toy! You're his toy! Trent Matthew Cooper's Toy!" Sherman said, happily.

"But that's ridiculous, there's no way a kid like him want me for what I am." Jimmy said, with sad hopes with a doubtful look before going back to trying to ignore Sherman.

"Wait a minute, you don't know why would Trent want you?! Look at you! Have you forgotten who you are? You're a Jimmy Neutron action figure!" Sherman said, happily. "Toys wanna be you, they'd be willing to give up moving parts to be you! You got wings, you shoot lasers, you glow in the dark, you talk, your Jetpack even does that whoosh thing! You are a cool toy!"

Jimmy was taken by surprise as he raises an eyebrow, no one has ever said about him, ever. Probably because he was too busy being everyone's idol. However, Sherman pauses and looks at himself. He started to have a sad frown on his face, after all, it was his own jealousy that got them into this mess in the first place. Even Trent wants to play with Jimmy more than him.

"Now that It's all said and done, you're too cool. I mean... Well, let's just face it, how can a toy like me compete against a Jimmy Neutron action figure? All I got is..." Sherman sadly said, pulling his own string.

Surely enough, the voice box responded, "I'm a dog too!"

"If Trent has someone like you to play with, why should he ever play with me? I'm the one that should be strapped to that rocket." Sherman said, now realizing his mistake.

"What? Why?" Jimmy said, surprised. Why is Sherman saying that?

"Because in spite of what you say, it is all my fault and I deserve it. If I didn't pushed you out the window, then maybe all this might've never happened, not that I was trying to anyway." Sherman replies, bowing his head.

"What do you mean?" Jimmy said, confusedly, paying more attention to Sherman.

"It wasn't the window I was aimin' for. It was behind the desk. That way, Trent would've found you more easily." Sherman said, turning his back on Jimmy, leaning against the crate, glumly.

"OK...but why push me at all?" Jimmy asks, raising an eyebrow as he shrugged.

"I was tired of you being' played with more than me. I was under the impression that you might become his new favorite toy, and I'd be off to Goodwill in no time flat. Some friend I turned out to be, trying to eliminate you just to save my own status, and now look where we are...trapped in the house of the toy torturer. I might as well let Duncan have his way with me, 'cause I got nothin' left to go back to now that everyone knows for sure I killed you." Sherman said, hopelessly.

He's right, it was his fault that Jimmy was left to be strapped to the firework. It's his fault that they're in this mess. If he would've let Duncan strap him to the rocket, Jimmy would've been safe to go back to Trent's and Sherman would die, knowing he's doing the right thing, making his owner happy.

However, Jimmy had a curious look on his face and thought about what his friend said, but to be sure that Sherman's being honest, he then lifted and looked at his boot and saw Trent's name, the shoe may be dirty, but the name was still visible.

As he runs his fingers on the sole, he remembers all that joy he brought to to Trent. Then he glances over to the crate and the toolbox. Jimmy now understood his purpose in life, making Trent Cooper happy as a toy. Jimmy finally got it: Not not only can he be a toy and still be important to someone, but also what Trent means to Sherman and that Sherman's hostility towards Jimmy has all really been about Sherman's fear that he was losing the person who matters to him more than anyone else.

He then thought in his head, "Wow. So Sherman was jealous of me the whole time. But if I really, really boil it down, I guess it's partially my fault we're in here. I kept trying to be something I thought I was, and I accidentally got him to lose his friends." Then, a look of determination spreads across Jimmy's face as he thought in his head, "But life can be worth living if you're loved by a kid. I may not be a CIA Apprentice, but I'll make it up to him."