Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
The next morning Jimmy and Cindy were loading their gear onto the hover car. "Hey Jimmy?" Cindy asked.
"What is it?" Jimmy asked as he tossed some of his makeshift lab onto the hover car.
"How come you had changes of my clothes in your hyper cube?" Cindy questioned.
"That's what you call a plot hole," Jimmy said without looking up.
When they were all packed Jimmy and Cindy set off for Texas. Jimmy sat in his pilot's chair as Cindy lay down in the back, reading a novel Jimmy had with him. "So, what exactly is the plan, Neutron?" she asked while turning the page.
Jimmy steered the hover car a little to the left and flipped a few switches. "Well, do you have a cell phone?" he asked her.
"Here," she told him as she tossed him her cell phone. "I don't think that you'll get any reception out here though."
"I'll put the hover car on auto-pilot and see if I can build something to amplify the signal," he said as he pushed a few more buttons on the control panel. He then walked over to Cindy and sat down.
"Could you move over, you're in my light," Cindy said, a little agitated.
"Alright, fine," Jimmy replied as he scooched over. So we go from friends to an old married couple. Just great. He took out a few tools and began to tinker with the cell phone. After about thirty minutes he got up and resumed talking to her. "We'll call Carl and the gang and see if they can get us some supplies from my lab."
Jimmy walked back over to his pilot's chair and dialed Carl's number, then canceled it. "I think Libby might be of more help," he mumbled as he dialed her number. After a few moments she picked up. "Libby! Am I glad to hear you!" Jimmy shouted, excited about talking to one of his friends.
"Neutron! You little bastard! What have you done with Cindy? I swear to god I'll kill you if you've done anything to her," Libby shouted at the top of her lungs. Jimmy felt Cindy tapping his shoulder. He sighed and handed her the phone.
"Libby! LIBBY! Stop yelling, I'm fine. Yeah, he didn't kill me. He's innocent, ok?" There was a short pause. "Just trust me, alright?" Another pause. "Yeah, I kicked his ass good for treating me like that." Cindy started laughing. "Yeah, he was crying and begging for mercy, it was hilarious," Cindy explained. Jimmy threw his hands up in the air and sighed.
"Yeah, guess what. That hypno-beam is good for some stuff after all. He wet his bed until he was six! Can you believe that?" Cindy continued.
"Just give me the god-damn phone!" Jimmy yelled as he snatched it out of Cindy's hand. "Libby! LIBBY! Stop laughing! I was nervous about starting school! I couldn't help it! Lots of kids had that problem." There was a short pause. "No, I didn't use plastic sheets. It wasn't my-, will you stop it! We have bigger problems!"
Jimmy moved the phone away from his ear until the laughter stopped. "Libby, focus! I need you, Sheen, and Carl to go into my house and grab some of my hair from my brush," he said. There was another short pause. "I don't know; go over to comfort my mom or something. After you get the hair get into my lab. Gather a lot of my inventions. Shrink ray, pen laser, Goddard, the works. I want you to put them in a backpack. Take the backpack to your house. At eight o' clock tonight Cindy and I will come by and grab it through the window in your bedroom. Whatever you do, do not tell anyone besides Sheen and Carl what is going on," Jimmy finished.
Jimmy listened as Libby repeated what she had to do and agree to it. "Alright, thanks a lot. I owe you one," Jimmy said. Libby was about to hang up when Jimmy remembered something. "And Libby," he continued in a very serious tone, "please stay in your house after dark for the next few days. Trust me on that."