Disclaimer: Argh, I always forget these. Anyway, if I really owned Jimmy Neutron, you wouldn't be reading this, you would be watching it. This one counts for the other chapter as well. So no sues people!

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Chapter 2

"Accidents happen"

It was a nice and sunny summer day, the kind of summer day you just can't stay inside. The kind of summer day you drink lemonade and swim in the pool with a friend. The kind of summer day that is full with fun and you're free of worries. The kind of summer day you just love. Aware of this, Libby and Cindy were going to meet Brittany at the Candy Bar to eat an ice cream, and then the three of them would return to Cindy's house, take a swim, and stay for a sleepover. It was their last week before going back to school and it was already Thursday. They had decided they were going to enjoy it the best they could. But sometimes this kind of plans don't turn out the way you wanted, especially if you are neighbor to, in Cindy's words, 'an arrogant, self-centered boy genius named Jimmy Neutron'. And as it was expected, as soon as they left Cindy's house, Jimmy and his gang were already plotting against them.

"I say we should follow them," Jimmy said, casting a glance at the girls. "It will be more fun if we humiliate them in public. As we agreed, we are making them both very rude and naturally they'll fight each other, blurting out all kinds of interesting things about the other one." Carl nodded nervously, but Sheen seemed discontent with the idea. "Is there something wrong, Sheen?" Jimmy asked, this certainly wasn't the reaction he was expecting from him.

Sheen took a moment to summon up his thoughts. "I said Cindy, not Libby." He finally said. Jimmy frowned in confusion, but then he got it. He chuckled; Sheen was such a love-sick puppy. But hey, he was, after all, two years older than Carl and him. Though sometimes he acted as a 5-years-old, but that isn't the point.

"Ok, then, Sheen. We'll only play the prank on Cindy, not Libby" Jimmy said, snickering in the inside. Sheen raised a fist in victory.

The three boys were carefully following the girls, and Sheen was talking on and on about Ultra Lord's last episode, and how he thought he could be Ultra Lord's ultimate partner against crime. Of course, Carl tried to convince Sheen that Carlito, the baby llama, would be a better partner, but that never works.

"I'm just saying, if Ultra Lord traveled to Peru in one of his adventures, and he met a cute, little baby llama called Carlito, and adopted him, and if he put him a custom…," Carl started once again, but was silenced by Sheen's intense glare. "They just don't get us, Carlito," he muttered to himself.

"The Candy Bar, huh?" Jimmy said to himself, grinning furiously as the two girls arrived to the Candy Bar and shared each one a hug with Brittany. "Perfect." Sheen seemed to share his excitement, but Carl was still unsure about this. They were going to get in big trouble, he was sure about it.

The three boys took a seat in a table not too far, not too close from the girls. Jimmy took out his machine, and started pressing some buttons as he had done before. Sheen was staring at the girls, well maybe only at one of them, with a silly, dreamy look. And Carl, well, he was contently trying some of Sam's new flavors. While Carl was literally devouring the new Pistachio Deluxe, Sam stood up and started taking some tables' orders, including the girls'.

"I'd like totally love a Choco-Chips Princess Deluxe cone!" Brittany said excitedly in her high-pitched voice, which really annoyed Sam. But nevertheless, he wrote the order in his small notebook, pressing the pencil a little too much. He turned to Libby, who seemed uncertain.

"Uh… I think I'll go with the Funky Wacky Lemon & Strawberry cone," she finally said, pointing it with her finger in the Menu. As always, thought Sam, as he wrote the order in the little notebook. Why do these kids even bother? They always order the same.

"What 'bout ya, Ms. Vortex?" Sam asked Cindy, who was apparently lost in her little own world. Libby shook her head; this had to be at least the seventh time this week.

"Earth to Cindy! Snap outta it, girl!" Libby shouted frustrated shaking her hand in front of Cindy's face. Cindy finally reacted, and turned from Libby to Sam trying to figure out what was happening. Eventually, it came to her mind.

"Uh… just a Chocolate cone, thanks." Cindy answered. But it was actually the first thing that came to her mind. Well, this is a new one, Sam thought. He nodded, and walked away to the other tables. Libby stared at Cindy puzzled, there was obviously something she was not telling her, but what? Cindy gave her an innocent smile.

"What's wrong with ya lately, Cindy?" Libby asked expectantly. Cindy gave her another of her innocent smiles, but Libby was not convinced. "Well?" Libby insisted. Cindy left out a sigh of frustration. She couldn't say it, saying it would be like accepting it. She wasn't ready for it, she just wasn't. Or am I? Cindy shook her head. Maybe.

Brittany giggled, clearly amused at this. Libby glared at her and she immediately stopped. "Oh, Libby, you silly! She's just having a bad hair day, can't you see?" She giggled again, now Cindy was glaring madly at her. "Oh, don't be mad at me just because your hair looks so… uh…." Brittany trailed off for a word, her vocabulary wasn't exactly wide. "Not shinny." She finished lamely. Cindy rolled her eyes, but took a secret look at her hair. It seemed normal to her.

At the boys' table, Carl had already finished his ice cream and was watching as Sheen recreated Ultra Lord's battle with the Evil Firey-Horn People of Doom with some napkins and spoons. Jimmy, instead, was making some last adjustments in his machine. "All ready!" Jimmy shouted happily. Sheen turned to him with a look of conspiracy, while Carl's expression could be best defined as frightened.

"But Jimmy! This is such a lovely summer day, the birds are singing and the kids are laughing. Peace and happiness rule over evil and sadness. Who are we to change that?" Carl tried for the last time to change his friends' minds. They stared at him, wide-eyed and mouth-opened.

Jimmy shook his head, decision glowing in his eyes. "Don't back away now, Carl. We are going to do this." Jimmy glanced at Sheen; he was nodding proudly, and placed a hand on his chest. Carl looked down at his shoes, there was nothing else he could do. He nodded reluctantly, his eyes closed tightly. "Now let's do this," Jimmy said with determination.

At the girls' table, the ice creams had just arrived. Brittany giggled once more, causing Sam to wince. How he hated that little, annoying girl. Cindy stared wide-eyed at her ice cream, dazed by it. It isn't, I didn't, she tried vainly to comfort herself. She had, indeed, ordered the one ice cream she shouldn't have. Why? The ice cream's shape and color reminded her of the last person she should be thinking about, curiously the one person she thought about all the time. She reluctantly started eating her ice cream, somehow depressed. Libby watched carefully this whole episode, now aware of the situation. She chuckled to herself. After all, her friend wasn't all that clueless. But with him… it was a whole different story; though she was sure he had feelings for Cindy as well. Or at least she hoped so.

"Define mood and subject," the machine's robotic voice said. Jimmy grinned evilly as before. Sheen glanced at the girls table, and grinned evilly as well. He then turned to Jimmy and waited expectantly, almost jumping up and down in his seat. Carl just covered his face with his hands protectively.

"Extremely and utterly rude, Cindy Vortex," Jimmy snorted. When was she not extremely and utterly rude? The machine asked if it was correct, and Jimmy verified the information. The machine then started glowing as it usually did. "I'm going to love this," Jimmy muttered to himself. Suddenly, strange beeping sounds started came from Jimmy's Neutron BioAdapter 900, and little rays of electricity ran across it. Afraid of being electrocuted, Jimmy dropped the machine, which fell on the table. Carl was in the verge of tears, shaking his head desperately, and Sheen was just repeating the word awesome with excitement, and he was just about touching the machine when Jimmy stopped him, glaring at him. As soon as the machine was harmless again, Jimmy started pressing buttons furiously, trying to stop the command afraid that something could go wrong, but the machine wouldn't stop.

Just then, the robotic voice pronounced dreaded words. "Subject: Cindy Vortex, Mood: I'm going to love him. Confirmed." Jimmy froze in terror as a sparkling ray of light was shot at Cindy. All the other kids at the Candy Bar froze as well as Cindy fell from her seat, unconscious. The only noise that was heard was Carl's loud gasp and Brittany's 'Omigosh!'. Libby ran to help her friend stand up, and then helped her sit down were she had been seated. Slowly, Cindy opened her eyes revealing a look of pure confusion.

"Cindy! You ok, girl?" Libby asked frantically. It had been Jimmy, she had seen him. He had gone way too far this time. What had he done? She shook Cindy softly to help her come to her senses. But Cindy didn't pronounce a sound, she just turned to Jimmy and stared at him while letting a dreamy sigh escape her. Jimmy blushed intensely. This is no good, he thought as he backed away slowly. Cindy rose from her seat and walked towards him, almost as sleepwalking. His mind went completely blank. She was closer. RUN! He ran as fast as he could out of the place, he didn't looked back once. Not good at all. He finally stopped when he reached his house, he walked to his laboratory, quickly put a strand of hair in the DNA scanner, ignored VOX's greeting, and landed on his chair exhausted. But maybe… this isn't so bad…maybe it actually is--

He shook his head in desperation. "Something must've gone wrong," he muttered to himself. "Obviously." He froze in the spot as he remembered his last words before the machine had gone wrong: 'I'm going to love this'. I said 'this'! Not 'him'! "That must have activated a change of mood, but how? I've already confirmed it!" He looked around, as searching for an answer. None came. He took out the machine to examine it, and a puff of smoke came out of it. It was helpless. He remained thoughtful, looking for an answer in his archive about the Neutron BioAdapter 900. He continued examining the machine; nothing seemed to be wrong, except for the fact that some of the cables were burnt, probably because of a short circuit. That would explain the electricity that had run through the machine. "That's it!" He smiled triumphantly.

"Ok… so a short circuit is a fault whereby electricity moves through a circuit in an unintended path, usually due to a connection forming where none was expected. This unintended path often has a very low resistance which means that a much larger current than normal flows, potentially causing overheating, fire or explosion." He told himself, while spinning around his chair now facing his main computer. He opened the schematics of the Neutron BioAdapter 900 and examined them carefully. He spun again, now facing his working table. He took his screwdriver and opened the Neutron BioAdapter 900 by half. "Judging by the route that formed the burns…" He moved his finger from the last cable that had been burnt following a path of ashes and rests, until he reached the central chip. There were little drops of something green on it, almost invisibles. "Pistachio Deluxe" He muttered angrily. "Thinking of it, in electrical devices, short circuits are usually caused when a wire's insulation breaks down, or when another conducting material, such as water… or," he added placing his hand on his forehead. "Ice cream, is introduced, allowing charge to flow along a different path than the one intended." Finally, everything made sense. While he was making his last adjustments, Carl had spilled his ice cream on the central chip, and when he had put it to work, the ice cream caused the electricity in the BioAdapter to--" He was interrupted a knocking in his clubhouse's door. He glanced at the monitor. Gas planets!

"Jimmy?" A sweet female voice called for him. Not… good… at all!

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Author's Note: Oh… cliffie! Wow, something interesting happens at last! And I know that until now the story has nothing to do with the summary I provided, but just wait and see… wait… and see. Don't forget to review, please! I also wanted to thanks the people who reviewed the first chapter, you are all really appreciated! Btw, the information about short circuits was provided by Wikipedia. This was a longer chapter, wasn't it? Yay for me! Uh… and for you as well, you read it after all!