Ok, this fanfic will probally be short. The idea came to me in a dream(that sounds strange, but it did). It will probally have a lot more drama and stuff like that than my other stories. Disclaimer- I don't own Jimmy Neutron( at least not legally).
Well, here goes...oh and if I don't get enough reviews, I'm not going to continue. Oh yeah, I've decided to make everyone older, and since i'm 14, that's how old they are.
Chapter 1-
Retroville was often characterized as a small town. The only time when exciting things happened was when Jimmy Neutron had a new invention, which was often. Although his experiments often caused minor pain to those close to him, they rarely inflicted permanent damage. Because of the times when Jimmy's inventions had gotten out of hand, and he'd saved the town, he was called a hero. Jimmy would never know the true meaning of the word hero until a cold winter day in January...
Jimmy hated running errands for his mother. He would rather be in his lab, concocting a new youth tonic, or calculating the value of pi to the millionth decimal place. Still, Jimmy managed to preform many of his mother's tasks without complaining, and this one was no different. Since he was now fourteen, Jimmy was forced to carry more responsibility around the house, and one of his chores was depositing money in the bank.
Every Saturday morning, Jimmy would grab the pouch of money off of the kitchen table and run of to the bank to deposite it as fast as he could, in order to get home in time to work in his lab.
On this particular winter morning, the tempatures dipped far below freezing, so Jimmy bundled up in his favorite coat before leaving the house.
"Heading off to the bank this early?" asked Hugh. Although Jimmy performed the same task every weekend, his father asked the same question everytime it was performed.
"Yes, Dad. I have to go to the bank early so that I can return home early enough to work in the lab." Jimmy replied with his usual answer.
"Alrighty, but hurry back." said Hugh.
Jimmy rolled his eyes. Sometimes his dad was out of it. Jimmy grabbed the money and ran out the front door.
From her room, across the street, Cindy watched as Jimmy left his house. The perfect opportunity to start an argument. Cindy knew that she shouldn't want to start an argument with Jimmy, but their fighting had only grown worse the older they had gotten. She flew down the stairs, taking two steps at a time. Flinging the door open, Cindy tried to regain herself, before catching up with Jimmy.
"Hey Neutron, running an errand for your mommy?" she asked, as she caught up with the teen genius.
"Oh, hey Cindy. You know that I do the same chores every weekend." said Jimmy. Frankly, he was tired of all the fighting.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot, you have to do everything your parents tell you to." she said.
"Cindy, why do you always try to start an argument with me?" he asked.
"I'm not starting an argument, Neutron. I was just asking a question." she said.
"Why don't we agree not to fight for just one day, alright?" replied Jimmy.
Cindy sighed and held out her hand for Jimmy to shake.
Jimmy shook her hand and they continued walking.
"I hope you know that just because we're not arguing for one day, that does not mean that we're friends." said Cindy.
"I know. So, what are you doing today?" asked Jimmy.
"Actually, I'm headed to the bank." lied Cindy. She knew that was where Jimmy was going and wanted to go along also.
"That's where I'm going, too. I have to deposite money for Mom." he said.
"Yeah, me too" lied Cindy once more.
Conversation continued in that manner for the whole walk to the bank. Finally, they reached their destination.
"After you." said Jimmy, motioning Cindy to step inside.
Jimmy could tell that he would be stainding in line for a while because of the long lines. He decided that he would rather talk to Cindy that stand in line in silence.
Jimmy and Cindy took their positions in line.
A moment later, a tall dark figure appeared behind them in line. Jimmy knew that he looked strange, but he paid no heed to the warning bell going off in his head.
One minute, Jimmy and Cindy were talking about school, and the next they were listening to the words of the ominous stranger- "This is a hold up. If everyone does what I say, no one gets hurt. If you don't...then she will."
The stranger had grabbed a hostage; a fourteen year old blonde named Cindy.
Well, there it was, the 1st chapter. Like I said, this story will be shorter than my other ones. Please review!