Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
Two days later Nick was sleeping on the beach. It had been a week since the crash. He was trying to stay calm, but he was beginning to think that Jimmy had been right. They should have been rescued by now.
He opened his eyes and stood up. He reached into the pile of fruit for a coconut, but all of the food was gone. Ok, so go get some food later. He went to the stash of water bottles, but they were all empty. And water. He looked to his right and saw that the signal fire was out. And start the fire.
He glanced around the beach. Everyone was sitting around in their shelters. "Butch!" Nick shouted. He saw his friend wake up and get out of his tent.
"What is it?" Butch asked as he yawned.
"We better go get some more firewood. We're running low," Nick instructed.
"Yeah, we'll do it later," Butch said before walking back to his tent.
Nick bent over and sighed. Being a leader wasn't as easy or fun as he had thought. He heard something behind him. He turned around and saw Bolbi. "What is it?" he tiredly asked.
"Bolbi see spaceship!" Bolbi shouted while pointing at the sky.
"What the hell are you-," Nick started to say, but he heard a rumbling sound. He spun around and looked up at the sky. A plane was flying by. "Plane," he whispered. "PLANE!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Everybody got up and ran out of their shelters. They stood by Nick and looked up at the sky. "Idiots! Get the fire going!" Nick shouted while running towards his stash of firewood. He tripped and crawled through the sand to get some. He picked up several bundles and ran over to the signal fire.
Butch, Brittany, and several other kids ran towards Nick with lighters in their hands. They desperately tried to set fire to the twigs. "Hurry!" Nick shouted.
Everyone else was running around the beach, waving their arms and shouting. Brittany and Butch continued madly clicking the lighters. All they managed to do was get a few twigs on fire. Nick looked up in defeat as the plane passed over the island and continued on its way.
"Alright, whose job was it to keep this fire going!" Nick shouted. Everyone shrugged. "Whose was it?"
"It was Neutron's!" some kid shouted.
Meanwhile, everyone was working at Jimmy's camp. Betty and Cindy managed to act civil to each other and get up a few huts. Jimmy was sorting through their supplies. Libby, Sheen, and Carl had just come back from getting water. Everyone else was gathering food.
Cindy left Betty for a moment and sat down next to Jimmy. "So, what's-," she started to ask.
Jimmy held up his hand and looked straight ahead. "Quiet," he told her.
"I was just trying to tell you-," Cindy started to say.
"Shut up for a second!" Jimmy nastily said. He looked up at the sky and listened to the rumbling in the distance. "Plane!" he shouted.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. "What do we do?" Betty asked.
Jimmy desperately looked around. They were in one of the thickest parts of the jungle; there was no room for a signal fire. Jimmy grabbed his walking stick and lit the end of it. "Everyone get a torch and a bundle of sticks and follow me!" he shouted as he ran as fast as he could into the jungle.
Everyone did as told them and ran after them. Jimmy looked up at the sky; the plane was quickly catching up to them. Come on; for once let me have some luck. The group continued running. After about twenty seconds they found a clearing.
"Everyone throw your sticks on top of each other and light them!" he shouted as he looked up at the sky. The plane was directly overhead.
Each one of them threw their sticks in and lit the large pile of firewood. It erupted into flames. They all took a few steps back and stared up at the sky. The plane was barely in sight, and showed no sign of having seen the fire. They were too late.
Everyone stood in silence for a moment. Cindy walked up to Jimmy and put her hand on his shoulder. "It's alright. There will be other planes," she told him.
Jimmy shook his head. "No. No there won't. It's been what, a week since the crash? It took them a week to search out here. That, that plane was a last resort. That was the end of the search. They're giving up," he sadly said.
"Jimmy, there will," Cindy started to say.
"Save it. It's over," Jimmy said while throwing down his torch and heading back to camp.
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