- CHAPTER 9 - "Date"
"Carl, what the heck are you doing here?!?" Cindy snarled.
She almost closed the door violently on Carl's nose, but she thought better about it. Carl was a friend of Jimmy, so, probably he wanted to see him. Even dressed like a fool, Cindy thought to herself. Carl was wearing a black costume and a black hat and a little red mostacho.
"Oh, I'm sorry, mon cherie..." Carl said, in a bad french accent. "But I couldn't notice how beautiful you are this day".
Cindy's jaw dropped to the floor. But she quickly recovered.
"If this is some kind of joke, you better start running!" Cindy said, showing him a fist.
"Oh, no, no, no, no! Errr...." Carl stammered.
"What?" Cindy said, angry.
"C'mon, Carl! You can do it!" Jimmy said by a walkie-talkie, hiding on some bushes.
"I was... I was..." Carl stammered again.
"Hey, Libby! Come and see this dork!" Cindy shouted.
"Coming, girl!" Libby said.
Carl's face blushed furiosly. Ok, here I come..., he thought. He took a deep breath.
"I was going to invite you to some dinner to the Retroville Chateau" Carl said.
"W-What?!?" she asked, blanky.
Suddenly, she heard some laughs at the bushes. She spotted Jimmy's pointy hair. Mmmmh... so that's it, huh?, she thought to herself.
"How about tomorrow night, at 8 PM?" Carl said.
"Ok, Carl, I'll go with you. See you tomorrow!" she said, sweetly and smiling.
Carl almost jumped of joy. He left the house with a smile ear-to-ear. "Ok, see ya tomorrow!" he greeted.
"What happened, girl?" Libby asked, walking downstairs.
"Nothing, Libs. Carl has just invited me to dinner" Cindy said.
Libby couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"You have fever, girl! Let me check you..." Libby said, as she put a hand on Cindy's forehead.
"I don't have anything, Libs. Remember what the doctor said?" Cindy said, as she pushed Libby back.
"Are you serious about this?" Libby asked, blanky.
"I'm sure, Libs. I'll tell you what happened" Cindy replied.
Meanwhile...
"Haha! That was great, Carl! She swallowed it all!" Jimmy said.
"Uh... Jimmy, I think I've something to tell you. I--" Carl said.
"Not time for that, Carl!" Jimmy interrumpted. "Let's see what they're doing" he said.
Jimmy could see Cindy and Libby talking and laughing.
"So, Carl thinks I'm going out with him, but the truth is, Jimmy planned it all! So, this dork really thinks I'm going out with him!" Cindy said.
Cindy and Libby laughed louder.
"I feel sorry for the poor Carl, Cindy. What are you going to do with him?" Libby asked.
"Well, first, I'm gonna ask the most expensive food on the menu" Cindy said.
"And then?" Libby asked, excited.
"I'm going to split some Flurp on my dress on purpose, then I'll say 'I'm going to the bathroom to clean myself', then, I'll go, and I'm going to spent some time there. When I'll finished, Carl would be ten feets out of the restaurant, because he'll receive the bill and he'll have no enough money to pay!" Cindy finished.
Cindy and Libby laughed louder again. Jimmy heard all the conversation. He looked at Carl, who was dancing of joy. I can't do this to Carl! She'll only make fun of him!, Jimmy thought.
"Carl! Stop dancing and listen to me!" Jimmy said.
"What is it, Jim?" Carl asked.