Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.

Well, it was noon the next day. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Cindy, Libby, Carl, Sheen, and Cindy met at the Candy Bar and ordered some shakes.

"Ok, everybody give me $2.50 right now. I only have enough for myself," Sheen said. Everybody laughed, but Sheen still held his gaze. The other four sighed and handed Sheen the money. "Thank you."

"Well, how's everybody coming alone with their dance preparations?" Jimmy asked.

"Well, I have hundreds of CD's we can use. My cousin has a DJ booth that I can borrow. You know, that's so convenient it's strange." Libby stared off into space and thought about that for a moment.

"Me and Carl are going to put a donation jar in each of the fifth grade classrooms. We'll see how much money our parents can give us and then buy all of the food and drinks that we can," Carl stated proudly.

"Well, I got some money from my parents and I know where there's a great party store. I'll definitely be able to get some good decorations. What about you Nerdtron?"

"Well, I'm already working on some cool inventions. I've already got one built that can project a hologram of the stars on the roof. It even has solar flares and meteors moving by. Oh, Carl, Sheen, and Cindy? You guys know that Principal Willoughby gave us some money to buy stuff with, right?"

"Heh, heh," they all kind of mumbled.

Three years and he finally uses my first name. At this rate we'll be dating when we're in our forties.

So, who are you going to ask to the dance Carl?" Sheen questioned.

"I'm going stag. Besides, all of the girls are swooning over Nick."

As if on cue, Nick flew by on his skateboard and hit, what else, that stupid fire hydrant. "Every damn time!" he shouted. Jimmy ran to the door and yelled to Nick.

"Your leg ok?"

"Yeah, but I think I broke my arm."

"As long as your leg's ok." Jimmy closed the door and walked back to his table. "He'll live. Anyway, Sheen, are you wearing a tux or a suit?"

"A suit. I wish I could afford a tuxedo, but I'm short around ten dollars," he said while fighting back a tear.

"For goodness' sake, fine. Here's your money." Jimmy said. Everyone gave him his $2.50 except Cindy.

"What? I don't have it on me."

"Fine, here you go Sheen." Jimmy gave him another two fifty.

"Thanks Jimmy." Cindy decided this was one of the rare instances where she could use his first name.

"What are you wearing to the dance Cindy? I've got this beautiful satin strapless dress." Libby checked out of the corner of her eye to see Sheen grin.

"I thought I would just wear a halter top and a mini-skirt." She nearly blew her milkshake out of her nose when she saw Jimmy start to choke. "I'm kidding Neutron." She could barely contain her laughter.

"What? I was just, um, chicken wing, stuck, yeah."

"Right. Anyway, I've got a nice emerald green dress that goes perfectly with my eyes. Don't you think that that would look lovely on me, James?"

"Uh, well, uh, hey Bolbi!" Be right back," Jimmy said, running to the other side of the restaurant. Lesser of two evils, I suppose, he thought as he ran away.

"God, do I love doing that," Cindy said while laying back and smiling.