WAR OF THE GIRLS - Part 3
(Later that day, Sheen can be seen walking to Jimmy's clubhouse)
(Sheen knocks on the door)
Sheen: Hey Jimmy, it's me! Open up, compadre!
(Jimmy comes in over the AP system)
Jimmy: Glad you made it Sheen, I'll buzz you in.
(Sheen ends up entering into Jimmy's lab)
Sheen: Alright, so what is this big plan of yours? I checked Libby's place before I came and she's working up a storm.
Jimmy: Yeah, I suspected as much. Cindy too is working pretty hard on her themed presentation. But that's fine as it is perfect for executing my plan.
Sheen: Ah, I see. So what cool, new invention did you make to help us do this? Do I get one? What is it? A brain zapper? It's a brain zapper isn't it? Oh please, let it be a brain zapper!
Jimmy: Nope. For this mission we'll need nothing but our physical selves and our wits.
Sheen: Well that's not very exciting. What are we going to do? Give em' a hand?
Jimmy: In a way, that's exactly it, Sheen. We're going to use the art of sabotage. By making it even more difficult for the girls to finish their separate projects, they'll have no choice but to work together to create a proper presentation in time.
Sheen: That's a pretty low brow plan, even for you Jimmy.
Jimmy: Well, I didn't have much time for this, and things were a bit rushed...
Sheen: Hey, don't worry. I just said it was low brow, I didn't say it was bad.
Jimmy: Right. Anyway, tomorrow is when their presentations are due. It's either we take care of this now, or Cindy and Libby allow their differences to keep them apart from now until who knows when.
Sheen: Ok then, so what are we going to do?
Jimmy: I'll tell you. Now listen up carefully.
(Jimmy's explanation begins to fade out as the viewpoint shifts to Cindy's house where the plan is later being put into action)
Ms. Vortex: Cynthia, darling. I've attended and managed many a dance ball in my day; are you sure you don't need my assistance?
Cindy: Everything is fine, mother. I have to do this by myself for...personal reasons. The thrill of the challenge I guess.
Ms. Vortex: Well, don't overwork yourself. I'll be here if you need me.
(Ms. Vortex walks inside the house)
Cindy: Oh I won't. (talking to herself) Just enough to show Libby what a true dance connoisseur is capable of!
(Jimmy can be seen sneaking around outside Cindy's house)
Jimmy: Ok, phase one, complete. (talking into walkie talkie) Sheen, how are you doing?
(Sheen is at Libby's house "helping" her with her presentation)
Sheen: Everything is going fine, Jimmy.
Libby: Sheen? Who are you talking to?
Sheen: Uh, no one! It's just my voice activated Ultralord! I like the sound of his voice!
Jimmy: What the? She knows you're there?
Sheen: Of course! You said we had to establish contact with them and offer our services in order to get close enough to sabota...I mean, help with their presentations.
Jimmy: Sheen, it was a step by step system. You just happened to skip quite a few of those steps! You gotta work with me here.
Sheen: Ok fine, so what do I do now?
Jimmy: Just try not to get caught. Libby should be using a lot of electronic equipment so try anything, maybe crossing wires or something will work.
Sheen: Aye, aye captain!
Libby: Sheen, get over here if you want to help!
Sheen: Ok, ok! Good luck, Jimmy!
Jimmy: Ok, time to move forward.
(Jimmy gets up from his hiding place and begins to move toward Cindy in the driveway)
Jimmy: Um, hello Cindy.
Cindy: Huh? Neutron? What do you want? I'm busy.
Jimmy: Well, since you got a late start on your project and it's due first thing tomorrow, I thought I could help you out.
Cindy: Since when did you want to help me?
Jimmy: Well I liked your idea for a masquerade ball and I think it could be a hit. So whaddya say? Can I lend you a hand to help make it a success?
Cindy: Pfft, no way nerd-boy. Besides, what do you know about dances anyway?
Jimmy: You know? I only came over here to offer my help. You don't have to be so pushy.
Cindy: (smiling) Well, okay. If you really want to help you can go organize the streamers over there. Just say out of my way, alright?
Jimmy: (smiling devilishly) That will be quite alright, Vortex.
Cindy: Hey? What are you grinning like that for? Get to work!
Jimmy: Oh! Sorry about that.
(Jimmy leans down and begins to talk into his walkie talkie)
Jimmy: (whispering) Sheen? Sheen? Are you there, Sheen? Come in!
Sheen: (whispering) Yeah I'm here. So what's up?
Jimmy: I've gotten Cindy to trust me. I'm going to move forward with the plan on my end.
Sheen: Good stuff Jimmy! There's nothing like earning someone's trust only to backstab them later.
(Jimmy goes silent, obviously skeptical of Sheen's comment)
Sheen: Yeah, that didn't come out as well as I intended.
Jimmy: Anyway, so what have you managed to do so far?
Sheen: Well, nothing yet.
Jimmy: What? Well, what are you waiting for?
Sheen: Libby's mom makes great desserts, it would be rude for me to turn them down.
Jimmy: Nevermind that, just get to work as soon as possible. Cindy has put me in a position to do some real work here, so I'm going to get started. Over and out.
(Jimmy puts away the walkie talkie and pulls a small device out of his pocket)
Jimmy: Once this baby goes off, we'll be in the clear.
(Jimmy sits the device on the ground and activates it)
Cindy: Okay Neutron, let's see what you've done so far.
(Cindy looks over and notices the streamers aren't organized)
Jimmy: Oh, uh, hi there Cindy.
Cindy: I asked you to organize the streamers. Do you want to help or not?
Jimmy: Okay, okay. I'll get right on that.
(Suddenly, Jimmy's walkie talkie activates with Sheen on the other end)
Sheen: Jimmy! Big problem!
Jimmy: Sheen, not now!
Cindy: Hey, what is that?
Libby: What did you do to my sound system?
Sheen: Uh yeah. Jimmy, remember you told me to do anything? Yeah, well I tried crossing some wires here and there to you know, confuse Libby cause nothing would work right. Well...
Libby: It's totalled! How did you manage to blow it up when all I told you to do was put in a CD?
Jimmy: Blow it up? How did you manage to blow it up?
Sheen: Heck if I know, but it's safe to say I'm done here.
Libby: Get out! You aren't helping things Sheen!
Sheen: But Libs, I can change!
Libby: Get out! Get out! Get out!
Cindy: (Cindy begins walking towards Jimmy) What are you up to? And who, or what was that?
(Jimmy puts away the walkie talkie and sees Cindy getting too close to the device he set down)
Jimmy: Wait! Cindy, stop!
(Cindy walks over and accidently steps on the device Jimmy set down, activating it)
Cindy: What the heck did I just step on?
(As the device crackles and sparks, a plume of purple smoke rises causing dark stains to appear all over. Cindy sees the damage and looks angrily at Jimmy)
Jimmy: Ok Cindy, I know you might be angry, but let me explain. You see..
(Before Jimmy can finish, Cindy walks up and punches him, knocking him out)
(Later that night, Jimmy can be seen talking on the phone with Sheen)
Sheen: So yeah, after that the sound system started to spark and then blew up. Well at least I accomplished my mission. How about you?
Jimmy: Well, the swelling in my face has gone down. Cindy, took that a lot harder than I thought she would; and I'm still trying to get the ink vapor stains out of my clothes. Well I managed to accomplish my mission as well but that wasn't exactly how we were supposed to execute it.
Sheen: So what do we now?
Jimmy: There's nothing we can do. The girls are both working late to fix what we messed up and there's nothing we can do to stop it. Cindy's and Libby's friendship could be over as we know it. We should just get some sleep and prepare for tomorrow.