Chapter Two: Newspaper Drama

Jimmy sat down at his breakfast table and smiled in delight at his picture in the newspaper. Oh, how good it was to be back! The only question was, will he stay this way?

After finishing his coffee and omelet, he slipped on his shoes and jacket and raced outdoors. 'I've gotta tell Dr. Agasa the great news!'

He knocked on the door and waited for a reply. "One minute!" Seconds after that, he heard a glass shatter, then the doorknob rattle. In only mere seconds, the front door was open and Dr. Agasa was clenching Jimmy shouting, "You did it! You're back!"

"Yeah, heh. I'm just as surprised as you are!" Jimmy answered gleefully.

"H-how did you do it?!?" Asked Dr. Agasa, after regaining composure.

"See, here's the funny thingâ€I don't know."

"Well, my boy, you must consider how! Just in case, you were to return to your shrunken self."

Jimmy thought, 'Don't remind me. Let's just pray I don't!'

"Wait a second, Jimmy, does that mean that you never found those men who did it to you?" Dr. Agasa asked anxiously.

"Yeah" Then, finally, Jimmy realized the mistake in that. His name was all over the news! If those men were to just lift up the newspaper, they would see he was still alive! Then they would certainly hunt him down again! "We have to find them!"

"Yes, yes, my boy, exactly my point. Now, why don't you come in and sit down for a bit? Tell me everything that happened when you turned back." Dr. Agasa led Jimmy inside his home.

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"Well, Rach, it looks like your boyfriend's back. Great, there goes my career, again." Richard Moore took a sip of his beer while reading the newspaper.

"He's not my boyfriend, Dad." Rachel rolled her eyes as she swept cans of beer and cigarette butts into her garbage bag.

"Sure seems like it. You went crazy when he was missing." Rich said, still eyeing the paper.

"Like I've said, he wasn't missing. He was just on a bunch of cases."

"Hmm? What? What do you mean?" Rachel asked angrily. "Of course he is!"

"Then why hasn't 'Wonder Boy' been all over the news for the past couple of weeks if he's been solving so many hard cases? Hmm?" Richard asked unaware that he just made a huge point.

Rachel stopped what she was doing and thought, 'Yeah, that is strange. When he solved all of those other cases, he was all over the news. And yesterday's case, too. But the whole time he went missing-when he said he was solving tons of cases-nothing ever mentioned him. That's odd. It's not like Jimmy not to solve a case, so that's not it-I think. Maybe I should just ask him if he solved them. That's it! I'll just call him.'

Rachel lifted up her cell phone and dialed his number. Ringâ€Ring

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Jimmy's answering machine went off next door while he sat with Dr. Agasa and discussed everything that had happened the day before.

"That's very peculiar. Are you sure that that's everything that happened? Any other small details?"

"Yes, I'm pretty sure." Jimmy reviewed his day in his head once more, and came up with nothing.

"Well, tell me everything that you ate and drank yesterday. Any strange things that you don't usually?"

"Um, none that I can think of, but I'll tell you what I had all day. Well, for breakfast I just had a piece of toast and orange juice-just like I always did at the Moores'. Then, later, Harley came by and-since I had a cold-he gave me something to drink and then-Wait! That's it! Harley gave me some alcohol! I can't quite remember the name, but I know it was alcohol! Do you think that's it?"

"Perhaps. It's possible, but we can't know for sure, still too many variables. Just, if you do ever happen to change back, be sure to come to me as soon as possible, and we'll run some tests." Dr. Agasa took a sip of his tea. "Now, Jimmy, anything you have on those men in black?"

"Actually, yes I do. That day, before I was hit on the heaed, I had taken some photos. It goes without saying that I wasn't completely aware of my surroundings, but I'm pretty sure that I still have my camera. Let me run back to my house to get it. I'll be right back."

"Certainly, but do hurry," Dr. Agasa said, but Jimmy was already scampering out the door.

Jimmy flipped off his shoes and passed his phone on the way to check for the camera. The little red light on his phone flashed on and off. He had a new message. 'Already?' He thought. 'That was fast.'

He pressed the button and was not surprised to hear Rachel's voice. "Jimmy, hi, it's me, Rachel. I just wanted to talk to you, you know. I need to ask you something. Just, call me back. Bye."

'Oh, no! What if she's going to ask me about Conan? Or my cases? Relax, Jimmy, relax. It's Rachel, she'll understand anything. Right! Go get the camera, then ask Dr. Agasa what I should do!'

Jimmy shuffled through his closet and his drawers and finally found the jacket that he had been wearing that day at Tropical Land. He dug in the pocket. "Yes!" He couldn't help yelling, he was so elated that he found it.

He set the camera down in front of Dr. Agasa. "Here. Let's get these developed. I'm sure they'll help us."

"Yes, these will certainly come in handy!" Dr. Agasa grinned, then, looking at the conver on Jimmy's face, he asked, "What's the problem?"

"It's Rachel. Should I tell her now? I mean, everything? I know she won't tell. She should know but I" His voice trailed off.

Dr. Agasa sighed. "Well, my boy, I guess it's really your decision, now. I'm going to go get these developed. You run back home, and I'll come over right away."

"Thanks." Jimmy left and walked back in his door. Oh, even being in his own house was great. And taller than three feet!

Slowly, he glided towards his phone, took one deep breath and dialed. 'Rachel?'

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Chapter Three: Now things are getting more interesting. Will Jimmy decide to tell Rachel the truth about everything? How would she respond? Will the photos help reveal the men in black and save Jimmy? And what does Rachel do with what she finds in Conan's sleeping bag? Check out Chapter Three. Note: It gets even better here!