Thank you all for your wonderful reviews! And those of you who are choking me, LET GO! LOL! And sure, RR, you can use that Sheen line for a sig! (Though I'm not sure what for. Are you on a message board or something?) Anyway, this is the last chapter, BUT—there will be an extremely (as if this isn't) fluffy epilogue. This chappy's just the gear-up! Enjoy and review!

Chapter 7: Forever Young
"Stop right there, professor!" Jimmy shouted, "That's as far as you go!" Finbar turned around in his bottom-half robot suit with the record player still going.

"The night's still young, Jimmy," he said, "and the party's just getting started!"

The professor's army streamed in through the doors and seized Jimmy.

"Goddard!" he yelled, "Get the record!" Goddard barked and flew above the crowd. He dove for the record, but a mind puppet threw Carl in his path, intercepting the dog and knocking them both down.

"Lord of the dance," Sheen battle-cried, "Away!" He jumped on the professor's robot suit behind him and yelled, "Hey, Chess Club! (singing) Let me hear you say this—is bananas: B-A-N-A-N-A-S! This—(uh-oh!)—is bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!"

Having learned their lesson well the first time, the Chess Club ran at Sheen angrily to shut him up! While Finbar was screaming "Noooo!" at being charged, Sheen grabbed the record and jumped off just before they attacked Prof. Calamitous. Still in mid-air, Sheen yelled, "Jimmy! Heads up!" and flung it to him, where Goddard caught it by extending his neck. Jimmy and Goddard were standing on the counter.

"My record!" Finbar cried from under the Chess Club.

"You're right, Calamitous," Jimmy said triumphantly, "the night is young! But your party's over!" And Goddard chomped the record, shattering it in his teeth.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Professor Calamitous yelled. Then he flew through the roof in his robot suit-thing, knocking the Chess Club off him. As everyone started coming out of the trance, Jimmy jumped down and ran for the door, joined by Carl and Sheen. Cindy pushed a girl off her, and she and Libby ran outside with the boys, who were looking up.

Professor Calamitous was hovering against a full moon.

"This isn't over, Jimmy!" he threatened at the top of his lungs, "You may have won this time, and you'll probably win next time, but I'll get you eventually!" He flew away. The kids turned around to hear Principal Willoughby address everyone again, inside.

"Oh, here's our DJ, everyone!" he said, indicating a handsome, young man, "Seems the other one was an evil imposter! Where were you, sir?"

"Oh!" he said lightheartedly, "I was marauding a Colonial American town with pirates! (Crickets chirping) HA! Just kidding! That was Johnny Depp from Pirates of the Caribbean. (He put his DJ headphones on.) Let's tone things down a bit; looks like the party started without me."

A disco ball lowered; the lights turned a combination of blue, pink, and purple, and "Forever Young" from Napoleon Dynamite played (the part when Napoleon and Trisha first get to the dance):

Let's watch the sky and let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait. We're only watching the skies.

Sheen took Libby's hand again, and Carl went back in with them. Again, Jimmy was left alone with Cindy.

Open for the best, but expecting the worst.
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?

"Well," Cindy broke the silence, her eyes on the sky, "How long do you think it'll be before we see Professor Cork Bottles again?" (XD! That's so funny!) Jimmy watched a falling star.

"He'll be back," he said, "but it'll be a while." At any rate, who cared?

Let us die young, or let us live forever.
We don't have the power, but we never say never.

Again, they said nothing. Then Jimmy sidled up next to Cindy.

"Hey," he said gently, "You want to dance?" He offered his hand. She smiled.

"Aw, heck," she said, "What else did I come here for?" She gave him her hand and he asked, "Is it okay if we dance...out here?"

"Afraid to be seen with me?" she joked.

"No," he said, "I just...('Say it, Jimmy!' his inner thoughts yelled, 'Rain check is now! SAY IT!)...like how moonlight...makes you look." Her eyes widened. This time, she couldn't hide her crimson cheeks from him.

"Really?" she asked, pleasantly flustered.

Sitting in a sand pit, life is a short trip.
The music's for the sad man.

(I don't remember the rest before the chorus.)

"I know, it's cornball"—Jimmy said sheepishly.

"No, no," Cindy cut across him, "I thought it was sweet...Okay, so it was, but you know what?" She put his hand on his shoulder and they started to dance.

"Coming from you," she finished, "it doesn't sound so lame."

Forever young
I want to be forever young.

"Thanks," he said bashfully, not taking his eyes away from her. He'd been smart to ask her to dance where they were; the moonlight settled in blankets on her hair and the outlining of her face, and the stars made her eyes dance in emeralds just as the stars themselves dance in the summer night sky.

Do you really want to live forever,
forever, and ever?

"Wow," he breathed.

"Huh?" Cindy had been admiring the same things about him!

Forever young
I want to be forever young.

"Uh," Jimmy faltered, then softened up, "Nothing." They both smiled, then Cindy hugged him, still dancing (except now they're hug-dancing).

Do you really want to live forever,
forever young? (We'll skip to the last chorus after this.)

Jimmy's face turned bright red at first, but then he smiled and put his arms around her waist. When he remembered how to breathe, he sighed happily. Over his shoulder, Cindy's face was grinning like no one's business. They were each on their own cloud nine. And since Libby was sleeping over, Cindy knew they'd have a LOT to talk about. When the dance finally ended and all five kids climbed back into the hovercar, they were too tired to talk. Carl fell asleep, Libby fell asleep on Sheen's shoulder, and our two leading roles held hands all the way to Cindy's house.

Forever young
I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever...young!

Author's Review:
Don't worry! You'll love the epilogue, too! I promise! Well? What did y'all think of this one? Throughout the story, do you think I gave each character enough dialogue and limelight? What do y'all think? Review, please!