Jimmy Neutron:
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Jimmy's not mine! Told ya so!

"Please, Sir, do we have to sit together?" Jimmy looked desperate.

The bus driver didn't answer, but gave him a cold, austere glare.

He sighed, "That's what I thought…" He reluctantly took his seat next to Cindy.

She was staring out the window, wearing that look. Her eyes were narrowed, her jaw firm, her face clenched as if trying to bite through a steel bar.

Okay, if she wants to be that way, let her. Just don't say anything. You don't socialize with her, she won't bug you, and you'll be just fine. Jimmy dug through his backpack and pulled out a magazine. Cindy's eye twitched, but she continued her meditative glare.

Jimmy flipped through it and read about the wonders of valence electrons. He became so intent upon his reading that he forgot about Cindy, who apparently had forgotten about him too.

A small spaceship, about the size of one's thumb, flew in through an open bus window. No one seemed to notice. There were two attobots inside. Attobots could be compared to the ever-famous nanobots, but attobots are much smaller, and can follow commands more obediently and with far more reason.

Professor Calamitous popped up on a split screen with Delstohks inside the small spaceship, "Atto-1 and Atto-2, come in. Do you read?"

"Atto-1 and Atto-2, reading," replied Atto-1.

"Reading what?" asked Delstohks, clearly not amused with spy's code.

The space ship zoomed in upon Jimmy and Cindy's seat, "Science Weekly Magazine."

"Hmm, yes, of course," Calamitous paused, "bring out the card."

"Bringing out the card," replied Atto-2. The spaceship hovered in between Jimmy and Cindy, who took no notice of it. A small robotic hand appeared from inside the ship, and slipped a note into Cindy's hand.

Cindy looked down, but the ship had vanished. She unfolded the note; Jimmy was deep in his reading. She squinted at the beautifully-printed card, which had a picture of two swans, beak-to-beak, forming a heart shape. It was obviously hand-made with care; Cindy ran her fingers over the rough, acrylic paint. The card looked like it was made by a professional artist. Cindy stole a quick glance at Jimmy, who scratched his chin while he read. She then turned back to her note, opening the card:

Cynthia, my love, my soul aches for you with the panging of a mad man's dagger.

Her eyebrows raised and her upper lip crinkled up towards her nose. She went on reading:

I crave for your emerald eyes, your angel hair, your sing-song laugh. Do be my date to the Retroville Nocturnal Carnival, which will be in town tomorrow night. Without your presence, I am incomplete as a man.

Yours Truly,

James Isaac Neutron

Cindy slowly turned her head to face her admirer.

Still absorbed in his reading, Jimmy was using his pinky to dig some foreign object from his ear.

She jested flatly, "You call yourself a man."

Jimmy, both disgusted and taken aback by her sudden insult, raised an eyebrow and let his jaw hang slack. He met her gaze and squinted one eye, shaking his head, gawking. He mouthed, "Huh?"

"You think your some real hot stuff, eh, Prince Charming?"

"What in the name of Mendeleev are you getting at?"

"Don't try and act all innocent, Nerdtron. I know your game."

"What?"

"You thought you didn't come close enough to a public humiliation yesterday, so you were going to try to mortify me today! Well, I know your little act!"

"Mortify you? Since when?"

"Like I said, I don't care anymore about what other people think, so you'd better keep up with the times, Ding-Dong."

"Cindy, what are you-"

"Where do you learn your material? Romance novels or cheese ball soap operas?"

"Material? What material?"

"Of course, I would know a Neutron-trick when I see-"

"Cindy! What are you talking about?"

"Uh-ho! Fine, I'll humor you," she handed him the note. "What do make of that, Genius-Boy?"

He read the note. His face showed pure bafflement, "I didn't write this."

"Oh, I'm sure you didn't." She highlighted each word with her index finger, "Yours Truly, James, Isaac, NEU-tron."

He continued to stare at the paper, "That's not my signature! …Who would do this?"

Cindy let him go on fumbling with his words, just to see what kind of idiotic excuse he'd come up with. She wore a snooty smile, He thought it would be so funny, but now he's got to answer to me! Ha! Let's see him brain blast his way out of this.

Jimmy scrolled through his list of enemies, "But who would be so interested in my personal life?" He looked back to Cindy, and upon noticing her pretentious look, darkly glowered in accusation, "It was you."

"What?" her smile faded.

"You tried to frame me for this."

"WHAT?" her confusion turned to black rage.

"Uhp-uhp! You even said it yourself! 'I don't care about what other people think of me,'" he stuck his tongue out while mimicking her voice. "First one to smell their own stink is the skunk!"

"Yeah right, Jumblehead! You just can't fess up and admit that I caught you in the act of one of your own stupid actions, and you hadn't had anything planned to back you up!"

"No, you obviously planned this to humiliate me! How else would you have the note? You know it as well as I do that I didn't give you that ugly thing!"

"And try to befuddle me by insulting your own work? Wow, you are card!"

"Alright, Vortex, we can admit that you'd have motives. You'd want to humiliate me after that yesterday's 'mishap,' but why on Earth would I waste my time trying to humiliate you after you've clearly told me so many times that you could care less?"

"Well, maybe you were trying to get me to admit feelings—THAT I CLEARLY DON'T HAVE—for you!"

"Snakes can't feel."

"For once, Neutron, you're wrong."

They exited the bus, and Jimmy could be heard hollering after her, "I didn't mean LITERALLY!"

"Is that your idea of poetry? 'Cause you SUCK at it!"

The spaceship hovered from inside the bus. Atto-2 said nonchalantly, "This is just a guess, mind you, but I don't think things went as planned."

Delstohks boomed, "NO? DO YOU THINK?"

"Maybe we should just go along with the original plan- humiliate Neutron," Calamitous fumbled with his fingers.

"NO! We already went over this! You don't get to humiliate him until I get some hardcore J/Cness!"

Calamitous cleared his throat, "J/Cness?"

"Jimmy and Cindy romance! We'll have to go on to Plan B…"

"Attobots, you know the routine."

"Yes, Creator," the spaceship module zipped away to the side of the soccer field.

"There's so many! Which should we choose?"

"Just grab some lavender and get on with it," Atto-1 had the extended hand scoop up a bushel of flowers and piloted the module in Jimmy and Cindy's direction, who were, yet again, arguing.

"Where do you get snake? Pathetic!"

"Forgive my saying so, Vortex, but you do have a tendency to spit venom!"

"You want poetry? I'll give you poetry! Jimmy," she paused with a large grin on her face, "is an ugly duckling."

Jimmy opened his mouth to retort.

She continued, "That does not get pretty."

"Ooooh!" he growled. Cindy dug through her locker, cackling, while Jimmy stopped in his tracks, looking in the opposite direction, thinking of a comeback. "I'll show you not-pretty!"

The attobots threw the lavender at Cindy's feet. Cindy turned around to pick them up, and Jimmy faced her to shout something. He noticed the flowers and shut his trap.

Cindy opened up a small card tied around the bouquet. It read: Pretty Flowers for a Pretty Girl. "What is up with you?" She stared at him, Okay, this is PROOF he's doing this.

"…What? You don't think I-? Wait! NO! Cindy- I didn't-!"

"Right. Okay, Neutron, now it's just getting obnoxious. What are you trying to say?"

"But- I'm NOT! I'm trying to say I'm not doing this! But I wasn't trying to say that before! I was trying to say something insulting, but now I don't even remember what it is! You keep distracting me with these stupid hoaxes where you make it look like I'm- well- liking you! And I'm NOT!"

She raised an eyebrow.

"Cindy! You gotta believe me!"

She sighed, bored with where this was going, "I don't really know what to believe anymore." She twiddled with her flowers, "OW!"

"What?"

"These stupid flowers you gave me have thorns! One poked me!"

"I already told you, I didn't give you- Wait a Neutronic minute! Those are lavender; they don't have thorns…"

"OW! It just poked me again!"

"Okay, now you're just crying for attention."

She glared at him but was interrupted by another singe of pain, "OW!" She threw the flowers on the floor and sucked on her aching finger. She muffled through gritted teeth as she went on sucking, "Does this look like some pathetic cry for attention?" Her eyes welled up with tears as she went on sucking.

"That's funny…" Jimmy picked up the bouquet when a swarm of bees emerged. "OW! Holy Heisenberg! OUCH! RUN!"

Cindy and Jimmy could be seen fleeing the halls as the attobots rushed over to the flowers and swatted the bees with an extending flyswatter.

Delstohks hollered at the attobots as they tended the mess, "I said Plan B! What did you think I said?"

"We didn't know the insects occupied the inflorescence, Creator!"

"Yes, we did not! Please accept our apologies!"

"Actions speak louder than words, Attobots. No worries, we'll see the two again at lunch, correct, Calamitous?"

Calamitous could be heard chuckling with glee at Jimmy and Cindy's pain.

"Calamitous?"

"Oh- ahem, yes, of course, correct."

Joining Jimmy and Cindy in the nurse's office…

Britney's mom was bandaging the two up.

"Ow-ow. Ow!" tears poured down their faces as gauze was wrapped over their stings.

"Luckily, you didn't get stung on the face. You only have a couple on your arms here and their. I've seen much worse during the spring," the nurse made conversation.

"Yeah, well, I'd rather have no stings at all," Cindy sharply pierced at Jimmy.

Jimmy gave her a dirty look, but the nurse didn't appear to notice, "Well, my dear, some things just can't be avoided…" She headed to the teachers' lounge to quickly grab a coffee.

Britney, who happened to be nurse's aid for homeroom sucked on a lollipop, watching the conversation monotonously until her mother left the room. "Just can't stay away, can you, Vortex?"

Cindy yearned to yell at her so badly, but she also wanted to prove to herself that she didn't need to acknowledge someone as low as Britney to be existent.

"You know, Cindy, when I found out about your braces, I was more than-"

"Britney?"

Both Cindy and Britney looked up. Jimmy hadn't spoken since the bee incident.

"Britney, you need to stop."

Britney was taken aback. Jimmy would never speak in Cindy's favor. "Huh? What?"

"That. You need to stop that."

"Yeah, well, you know what I think-"

"But that's just the thing, Britney. Your opinion- it's like a viral disease. Nobody wants it."

Britney scowled, "Since when did you two hook up? I mean, I've seen train wrecks, but nothing can compare to the kind of messes you two could come up with!"

Britney's mother had entered the room right at that moment, "Britney! I'm sorry, you two. Britney, apologize at once!"

She folded her arms, "Why don't you make me?"

"Fine, a weeks worth of detention should sweeten the deal. Now apologize or we can always compromise and make it two."

Her eye twitched, "I'm sorry, Cindy and Jimmy."

"Very nice, now you two head off to your classes. I'm sure your teachers are more than eager to see you."

Cindy sized up their bandages, "I'm not so sure of that."

They started down the hallways. "Don't think that just because you stood up for me that I'm not still mad at you."

"Perish the thought," he rolled his eyes.

"Good, because you're still a heartless little twitch that won't admit their true feelings for me."

"Gah, Cindy, everyone knows I hate you! Your findings were so inconclusive and illogical that-"

"Yeah, well better to be without logic than without feeling!" Cindy snapped.

"Now don't go quoting Charlotte Bronte!"

"There! Point taken! You're so insensitive that you change the subject when I'm insulting you!"

"I do not, Vortex!"

"Hah! That's a laugh!"

"Hardly."

"Oh, I'm laughing!"

"Yeah, well at least I don't always have to have the last word!"

"Speak for yourself!"

"No, that would be tricking me into having the last word."

"HAH! SEE!"

Jimmy grinned as if to say, I was right and you were wrong!

"Oh, shut up."

"I didn't say anything."

"I said SHUT UP ALREADY!" Everyone in Cunningham's class, including Libby, leaned over their desks and peered through the doorway at the sudden commotion.

Jimmy was still wearing his smug grin, Cindy wearing her dark scowl, and the both of them wearing bandages, a comical sight to see, when they entered their first period class.

They handed their late passes to Ms. Gildred and sat in their seats. Cindy, still steaming from their fight, whispered to Jimmy, "I'll get you for this, Neutron." She shook her fist.

He widened his eyes and pressed his index finger to his sealed lips, as if to say, Oh, I'm soooo scared.

A few hours later, the attobot spaceship entered the school cafeteria. Delstohks urged the attobots on, "Come on, hurry up! They'll be dismissed to lunch at any minute!"

The spaceship module approached the lunch lady. The attobots spoke from a microphone inside the ship, "Good day, Ma'am. Have you heard of Jimmy Neutron?"

The lunch lady seemed taken aback a bit by the sudden appearance of the small, floating "toy," but relaxed a bit, since it did not seem hostile. "Why, of course! He's the one who saved the town from those evil Yolkian alien creatures, right?"

"Yes, that's him! He is our creator," they lied. "He sent us here to pay you in advance for the lovely Cynthia Vortex's meal today," the extendable hand emerged from the ship and handed her a ten dollar bill. "Just give Miss Vortex the change."

"Well, thank you. I'll do that."

The spaceship sped away down the halls.

Another lunch lady, preparing the meals, peeked away from her work to question the woman at the register, "Who was that?"

"Oh, just a nice young man's floaty-toy spaceship."

"Oh… Okay."

The lunch bell rang and the cafeteria was filled with children and noise in no time. Jimmy steadily walked to the table where Carl, Sheen, and Libby sat. He didn't greet them, but instead opened his bag lunch and began violently masticating his sandwich.

Sheen was too distracted by his new Ultralord action figure to notice Jimmy's advanced state of disgruntlement, but Libby and Carl exchanged glances. "Uh, Jimmy?" Carl's index card inquired.

He noted the card and then went back to staring off into space, chewing like mad, "Hmm?"

Libby spoke this time, "Y'okay?"

He shrugged, and grabbed his banana, but squeezed it so hard it shot out of its peel and landed smack dab in the middle of the table, "Never better."

Carl and Libby raised eyebrows, but thought it best not to push it.

Cindy stormed away from the lunch line and dropped her tray in front of Jimmy's lunch. Her eyes were filled with fury, her teeth clenched, "Take it." She slammed the ten dollar bill on the table.

He looked up nonchalantly from his food to the money.

"You heard me. Take it!"

"What? I don't want that. That's yours."

"Well, I don't want your stupid money either! Stop trying to butter me up, okay? Take it!"

"Who said it was mine?"

"Look, I know all about how you tried to pay for my lunch. I've got my own money. I don't need YOURS. JUST TAKE IT BACK!"

He stood up, and by now the whole cafeteria was staring at them. Carl and Libby were profoundly baffled. Sheen, however, was twitching, because he couldn't concentrate on replaying his favorite moments of the newest episode of Ultralord in his head with them yelling.

"I'm going to say this for the last time, Vortex. THAT'S NOT MINE!"

The lunch lady was about to open her mouth to interrupt when Sheen beat her to it, "SHUT UP! I CAN'T ENJOY MY MOMENT LIKE THIS!" He daintily set his Ultralord action figure down, then stormed over between Jimmy and Cindy, "GIMME THAT!" He swiped the ten dollar bill. "It's MY money now, so quit your bickering!" He sat back down in his seat, and the cafeteria slowly returned to its normal noise level.

Libby merely uttered, "Wow."

The attobot ship was watching from the side hallway. Delstohks rubbed his temple, "Time for Plan D. I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this."

Calamitous grinned widely, "Don't worry; with everyone reminding them of a tender moment, they're sure to overcome their differences."

"That oddly makes sense and at the same time, is the most outlandish thing I've yet to hear you say."

"I'll take that as compliment."

"Hehe… Don't."

"You heard us; Attobots, proceed with Plan D."

"Yes, Creator." The attobots were still hidden from the cafeteria, but could be heard a mile away with their microphone adjust properly, "Attention, children! There's a special surprise hidden under each of your seats! You may retrieve them now!"

The kids didn't care where the voice came from; they each ripped outthe pieces of paper taped under their seats.

Jimmy and Cindy's faces lit up with pure joy for the first time that day, as they pulled out their "surprises."

The whole cafeteria filled with laughter, except for those seated at Jimmy and Cindy's table. Libby and Carl were about to stop Jimmy and Cindy from turning over their papers, but it was too late. Their faces showed pure horror.

They screamed at the same time, "YOU!"

It was a photo from yesterday inside the closet, showing them struggling with their braces. There was a full page article written on it. The caption under the picture read: James Isaac Neutron and Cynthia Aurora Vortex, as of yesterday, didn't waste their "alone time" in the janitor's closet.

"How could you?"

"Why would you?"

"I can't believe you're so bent on humiliating me that you'd expose yourself!" Jimmy roared.

"YEAH RIGHT! After all the stunts you've pulled today, it's apparent that you took the photo!"

"I couldn't have! I didn't have my watch with me, remember?"

"Well, I never actually checked to see if you didn't have your watch."

"Look, we both know it was you, VORTEX. You've been targeting me all day, and now you've gone off the deep end!"

"Liar!"

"Poser!"

"Nerd!"

"Witch!"

"Fine, then! You just lost your date to the Nocturnal Carnival!"

"I told you! I never asked you!"

"Then I guess it doesn't matter that I'm going with…"

Carl's eyes lit up, and his expression was hopeful. Sheen was preoccupied with his action figure.

She grabbed him by the arm, "Sheen!"

Libby, Jimmy, and Sheen all cried, "WHAT?" Carl made a weeping gesture.

Sheen opened his trap, "Are you mad, Squaw? I'm going with-"

Cindy twisted the skin on Sheen's arm in opposite directions.

"OW! INDIAN BURN!"

"Had enough?"

"I told you: I'm going with- YAOWWW! …..you, Cindy."

"That's what I thought you said."

Jimmy budded in, "Oh yeah, well, then I'm going with," he forcefully roped his arm around her shoulder, "Libby!"

Sheen cried, "NOOOO!- YAOW! STOP!" Cindy beamed.

Libby squealed, "What? Jimmy, I can't go with you! Sheen's my date!"

"Yeah, well it looks like he's taken."

Libby gave him a dirty look, then hissed, "Why don't you and Cindy just make up and leave me and Sheen out of this?"

"Libby, just do this favor for me, please! I won't ask for another favor from you as long as I live!" Her expression was doubtful. "I'll buy you whatever CD you like!"

"Make it five."

"Three."

"Deal." Jimmy hugged her. "Yeah, yeah," she pushed him away, "just don't go all mushy-gushy on me, 'kay?"

"You have my word."

They left the school that day, Jimmy and Libby walking side-by-side, discussing their "act" for the carnival.

Sheen left with a rope tied around his neck, carefully listening to Cindy's orders for the following day, lest he await further "disembodiment," as she called it.

Carl left with a sign on his shirt, reading Cute guy needs a date. Older women preferred.

The attobots, however, never left the school. It just so happens that Delstohks was not content with the end results of the day's events, and thusly pushed the "big red button," causing the ship to, consequently, explode.