Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron, never have, and NEVER WILL. So don't sue me. 'Cause I didn't do anything wrong. So there.
Anyhow, just to make sure you all know, I re-did Chapter 3, to show Cindy's efforts in finding Jimmy a suitable cure. So please make sure you re-read that to make sense of this chapter.
Shortly after Cindy left the two behind to wonder, Sheen Estevez and Carl Wheezer sat in a booth at the Candy Bar, slobbering over a wonderfully large mountain of ice cream, chocolate chunks, sprinkles, and huge cherries. Sheen waved his spoon at Carl over the mound of ice cream. "Y'know, Carl, sometimes your love of llamas comes in handy!" he said through a mouthful of chocolate ice cream and sprinkles, enjoying the brain freeze he was receiving.
Carl nodded. "That contest question was SO easy! I mean, everybody knows that the Llamasaurus lived in the Prenacious Era…" he trailed off, as he dug his spoon in and pulled out an extra large chunk of chocolate that was part of the delicious frozen treat. He stuffed it in his mouth and his cheeks bulged out. "Troo mrad Rimmy rwouldrn't ree frear," Carl said, his words garbled by the food he was trying hard to chew and swallow.
Sheen's eye twitched. "Carl! Don't talk with your mouth full. Didn't your momma teach you that!" He blinked. Once. Twice. "Then again, my momma didn't tell me that either. I feel your pain!" he said, pounding a fist over his heart. "Ow! That hurt!"
Carl chewed and with a pained expression swallowed hard. He swallowed twice more for good measure, and then said "I said, it's too bad Jimmy couldn't be here. He really would've enjoyed this special not-on-the-menu prize." He looked down at the spoon in his hand sadly, shrugged, and went back to the ice cream.
Sheen's eyes suddenly popped open. "I know! We can make wanted posters and hand them out! We'll find Jimmy and show Cindy that we're not as worthless as she's told us – " he paused here to count on his fingers, " – all three-thousand two-hundred and fifty-seven times!" Without another word to Carl, he jumped up and ran out, but not before tripping on a strategically placed banana peel by Butch, who sat in a booth not far from the exit snickering uncontrollably. "You dirty rat!" Sheen said, standing up. Butch made a threatening gesture. "Er, that is, you clean… mouse! I really deserved the slipping… on the… banana peel."
Carl began to make for the exit, but not before running back and grabbing the once-in-a-lifetime giant ice cream.
Standing on a street corner near McSpanky's restaurant, Sheen and Carl handed out posters of a crudely drawn brown dog, asking if anybody had seen him. Most said no, a few people said 'maybe', and a few called them losers for loosing 'their' dog.
"He's not our dog!" Sheen cried indignantly. "He's our friend!" People stopped and stared at this outburst. His eye twitched. "Whattar you looking at!" he cried, the papers he had made flying all over the place. "Huh? Huh!" Carl sighed loudly and bent over to retrieve a few random papers that had begun to blow away with the breeze.
Sheen, realizing his papers had been scattered to the four winds, fell to his knees in anguish. "Nooooo! Why must I be tormented!" He looked down at the ground. "Oh look. A ladybug."
Bolbi, seeming to appear out of nowhere as he always did, picked up one of the posters. "I seen this dog!" he said, jumping up and down excitedly.
Sheen jumped up and grabbed him by the shoulders. He shook him rather hard. "WHERE!" he screamed, caught up in the moment. He lowered his voice. "Sorry."
Bolbi grinned widely. "Bolbi help! Follow Bolbi." And he lead them away, towards the park. They followed eagerly, hoping to recover their friend and disprove Cindy's constant remarks of how stupid they were.
Bolbi, smiling the whole way, led them to Retroville Park, near the School. He pointed to a dog drawn on the side of the fountain that bore a striking resemblance to Sheen's drawn dog. Both boy's faces fell. "That's not what we're looking for…"
"Hugh," Judy Neutron said, entering the living room with a rather worried expression on her face, "Have you seen – Hugh?" Hugh was halfway under the couch, muttering something. "Hugh… what are you doing, dear?"
Hugh pulled back out of the couch. "Well, I've been trying to get the cat off of one of my best ducks – by the way, Sugar Booger," he said, to a horrified Mrs. Neutron, "I found this CUTE little kitten in the backyard, and I just KNOW you'll love it." He reached back under the couch and pulled out a freakishly large black and white and brown cat. It hissed, leaped from Hugh's arms to Judy's head, and then jumped on the mantle place and began to knock things down and break things.
Hugh smiled. "See? It likes the mantle. I think we're going to get along JUST fine."
As the cat leapt back to Judy's head and began to hiss like a bomb under pressure and about to explode, Judy screamed.
"HUGH NEUTRON!"
Pacing in front of her dog-like captive, Nharyssalyn was ranting.
"You ruined my life, Neutron. I was made Joke of the Galaxy. If someone wanted to make a joke about a 'pathetic' villain who was thwarted by some IDIOT, they used my name. My name's been rubbed in the dirt, stomped on, and sat on. My name might as well be Mud. Miss Mud. Gee, doesn't that sound nice?" she hissed, sounding very like on the verge of becoming something nasty.
The dog moaned, whimpered, and barked.
"Oh, shut up! And now, I'll get my revenge." She pulled down a slide-ring that was dangling off the ceiling. A chart rolled down with a CLANG as the metal bottom of it hit the floor. It showed multiple ways of butchering dog. She began to laugh, going from a snicker, to a mad giggle, as it rose in volume from a laugh to an insane laugh to roaring with laughter.
Cindy finally ran into Carl and Sheen outside Retroville Park. "Guys! I've got a solution!" she cried, grabbing the both of them forcefully by the fronts of their shirts and dragging them all the way to Jimmy's house. There they ran into Hugh Neutron, who was carrying a large cat that looked very moody about the situation it was in. Hugh, looking fairly secretive, was sneaking his way towards Jimmy's clubhouse.
"Oh! Hi kids!" Hugh said, glancing at the house. Judy wasn't there. "Can you guys help me out? Mr. Whiskers needs someplace to stay. I was hoping we could keep him in Jimbo's clubhouse there. I need to keep him from Sugar Booger, so she won't get rid of him. Just until she calms down at least."
Cindy stared at him for the longest time. "Eh… sure, Mr. Neutron – we were just, uh, going in ourselves. We were, uh, going to visit Jim – Jimbo," she said, using Hugh's name for him. Carl and Sheen gave her funny looks. She glared back. They withered.
"Great!" Hugh said, handing Cindy the giant cat. She staggered under the weight, her face finally appearing over the back of the mound of fur. It looked strained.
"No – problem – Mr. Neutron!" she puffed, trying her best to make her way to the clubhouse. She managed to hand Sheen the hair she had been using, he of which held it up to the scanner to admit them in. Cindy, dropping the cat, wiped her brow. "What does that cat eat?" she muttered, opening the hatch to the lab. The floor under them opened up, and all three kids, startled, dropped into the lab on the bums, Sheen landing on top of Cindy.
"GERROFF!" she screamed, forcing him off hard enough to make him land on Carl. They both groaned and lay back.
As Cindy grabbed up the beaker, the screen began to beep loudly.
"WARNING, WARNING, WARNING: SUBJECT JIMMY NEUTRON FUSING WITH SUBJECT CANINE IS NOW T-MINUS 00:30:00:00."
Cindy slammed her closed fist on a button and a hatch opened up on the floor. All three kids jumped in as the platform under the hatch rose slowly, the clubhouse roof opening with a whirr. The blue rocket with Jimmy's Atom Emblem began to hum as Cindy started it up, the countdown sequence playing in her head. "BLAST OFF!" she yelled, and the rocket shot off the roof. It skimmed low over the town before the booster kicked in, shooting them up into the atmosphere.
Breaking into Earth's gravitational orbit, they drifted along now, as Cindy flipped on the radar. Near the corner of the screen, to the northwest, showed a large blip. "That has to be it," she said. "Although, that was rather easy…" she shrugged and set the rocket on a straight course for the blip.
A/N: Whoaho… whew. My brain feels fried. This is shorter than the other three chapters, but it should get better over the next few, in the climax of the story. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long, but since school kicked in full force, and my parents have been giving me all these chores, so it's enough to drive me insane.
Anyway, thanks for all the wonderful reviews from last time, and I hope you'll keep 'em coming. They're pretty much the only thing that's standing between me and quitting. This story, to me, isn't really going anywhere, but seeing as how you guys like it, I'll stick it out to the end.