Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
Later that day Jimmy, Cindy, Eustace, and Erik were at the Candy Bar. Erik and Eustace still didn't know that Jimmy had been attacked the night before. Jimmy was about to tell them when Dave walked up.
"Hey guys," he said while stopping near them and leaning against their table.
Jimmy thought for a moment before snapping his fingers. "Dave, right?" Dave nodded his head. "Hey, what's up? Wanna take a seat?"
Dave shook his head. "Thanks but no thanks, man. Just came by to deliver a message from Mr. Benjamin. He's holding a little cast party at his mansion tonight to celebrate how good the movie is coming along. He wants the four of you to come."
Erik quickly looked up from his ice cream. "A party. At a mansion. And Sarah will be there?"
Dave gave him a strange look. "Uh, yeah. Sarah will be there. Anyway, you guy want to come?"
"Yeah, I'll come. But if you see Sarah, tell her that I'll be coming straight from my daily work-out at the gym," Erik said.
"Uh, yeah. I'll do that," Dave nervously said. "Just call Mr. Benjamin to let him know you're coming. See you guys around," he said before heading out the door.
Eustace turned to Erik. "Hey, wait a second. Sarah plays Cindy. If you like her so much, why didn't you ever flirt with Cindy?"
Jimmy glanced angrily at Erik. Erik pulled on his collar. He was starting to sweat a little. God, that Neutron can really freak you out. "Three reasons. One, she's two years younger than me. Two, we'd have some weird love square thingy going on. And three, any idiot could tell that these two were meant for each other."
Jimmy smiled as he grabbed Cindy's hand. Good answer. "Well, if you guys will excuse me, I'm going to go call and R.S.V.P.," he said while heading off to the bathroom.
Erik turned to his two friends. "I know that everybody does it, but does he really have to tell us? I mean, there is a girl at the table. Isn't he a little young for that, anyway?" Erik quietly told them. Cindy and Eustace stared at him like he was a complete idiot.
Jimmy leaned against the wall and dialed Mr. Benjamin's number. "Hey, Mr. B," he said when the man picked up.
"James, good to hear from you. Did Dave pass along my message?"
"Yep. And we'll all be there. Is eight ok?"
"That's perfect. Look, James, I know I've been kind of mean lately. It's just all of the stress with this movie, that killer person coming back, and trying to keep the reporter away," Mr. Benjamin trailed off.
"No problem. I wasn't the nicest guy either. I guess being targeted for murder can make you edgy. We'll see you tonight."
"Have a good day, James," Mr. Benjamin said before hanging up.
Jimmy closed his cell phone and put it back in his pocket. That Mr. B's not such a bad guy after all.