Disclaimer: I bet that after reading all of my wonderful stories you wish that I owned Jimmy Neutron, but sadly I don't.
Jimmy awoke from his sleep in a cold sweat. He took a look around and realized that he was in his room. He had just had another nightmare. God, I hate those friggin' dreams. He glanced to his nightstand and checked the clock on top of it. It was just past two in the morning.
He groaned as he got out of bed. He went over to his closet and took out his jacket. He threw it on as he put on his shoes and quietly walked down the stairs. He carefully opened the front door and stepped outside.
He put his hands in his pockets as he started walking. It was one of the rare occasions when the stress of having to save the world was too much. Sometimes he just needed to take a walk to clear his head. He had no idea where he was going.
After ten minutes of walking he looked up. He saw that he was in Retroville Park. He sat down on a bench took a quick look around before burying his head in his hands. He let the tears flow freely since he was alone. A few minutes later he stood up and was about to walk home, but he smelled something. He turned around and saw a small fire burning deep in the woods.
Jimmy went into the woods to check it out. He was shocked to see John sitting by a campfire, smoking a cigarette. He walked a little closer, but John never looked up. Jimmy could see that he was deeply depressed as well. he took a seat on the other side of the fire. They both sat there in silence for a few moments.
"What's bumming you?" John quietly asked as he took a drag from his cigarette.
Jimmy thought a moment before answering. "You wouldn't understand."
John chuckled a little as he threw his cigarette to the ground. He pulled a pack out of his coat pocket. He offered one to Jimmy, but he shook his head. John shrugged and lit another one. He took a deep puff before talking to Jimmy. "I don't think anyone would understand more than me," he solemnly him.
Jimmy pondered that for a moment. "Let's just say it's about my destiny," he sadly said as he ran a hand through his hair.
At the mention of the word destiny John took the cigarette out of his mouth and looked up. He stared Jimmy in the face. Jimmy cringed, expecting a headache to come on. He was surprised when none came.
Jimmy stared John in the face. John nodded his head, signifying that he understood. They stared at each other from across the fire, realizing that they weren't so different.
After another minute passed Jimmy stood up. "I better get back home before someone realizes I'm gone," he said as he started walking away.
"You think you can change your destiny?" John asked as Jimmy walked away.
Jimmy paused and turned around. He thought about that. Isn't my future self contacting me changing my destiny? "Yeah, I think you can," he finally said before returning on his walk home.