Author's Note: As many of my regular readers know, I often change from an omniscient-view of the story and do a chapter or part of a chapter from Jimmy's perspective. This is one of those chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.

It's kind of funny if you think about it. Ironic, really. I'm a genius. I've traveled through time, invented things only seen in science fiction movies, and defeated countless foes. Yet even the most brilliant of minds have a moment of weakness.

And what's even more ironic is you notice what you did wrong right before it happens. If you forgot to study for a test, you'll remember it as you walk into the classroom. If you forgot to turn the stove off, you'll remember it as soon as you leave from work on the way home. That's what happened to me.

I don't know what it was. Perhaps it was the rush of being with Cindy. Maybe it was the joy of nearing the end of my latest adventure. Or maybe it was just pure ignorance. At any rate, I made a mistake. I had just instructed Cindy not to do that very mistake, yet here I was doing it two minutes later.

Ceiling tile is not very strong. I guessed that it might be able to hold sixty pounds. Luckily, I was a little off. It was able to hold my seventy-five. But as Cindy and I picked up our pace and crawled faster through the ceiling, we inadvertently put our weight on one single tile.

There was no way that tile could have held our combined weight. I knew it the second I looked behind me and saw Cindy only a few inches away. As my eyes looked down at where her weight was, the tile cracked. I couldn't help but chuckle a little on the inside.

I mean, it was funny. Here was a kid who had survived crashing through a building only an hour before. And now I was about to be done in by a ceiling tile! And only fifteen feet from the office! One hundred and eighty inches from my goal! Four hundred and fifty centimeters from the end of my adventure!

I knew the fall wouldn't kill me. I'd get some bruises, maybe a broken leg. But the bullets, those would kill me. The gunmen on the other end of the hallway would see me and open fire. I'd have nowhere to hide. And I'd be in no shape to run anyway.

They say that when you are about to die, your life will flash before your eyes. I can tell you it's true. I saw things that I had never remembered before. My first steps, my first word, my first day of school. I remembered my first day of school back in my hometown.

And then I remembered her. The blonde-haired girl. My toughest challenge and my greatest fight. The only person who had ever challenged me. The only thing I could never figure out. Why did I have feelings towards her when all we did was argue? How could she be so mean, yet have moments of such tenderness? And the worst question of all, why did I wait until today to tell her how I felt?

And so I did the most unnatural thing anyone could do. I laughed. I laughed at how ironic my life was. To tell the girl I loved my feelings on the day I die! To survive space, aliens, and super-villains, yet be done in by a few square feet of ceiling tile! It was hilarious!

And as I began the slow descent towards the floor, I looked up and saw an angel. Its hair was golden like the sunset. Its look of sadness as another young child died. And as it reached down and grabbed my arm, I smiled. I knew it was lifting me up towards heaven. I knew I was going to a better place. I knew my horrendous ordeal was over. And the angel smiled as well. The angel smiled as it lifted me towards Heaven. And as our eyes connected, I saw the face of that angel. And the most hilarious thing of all, I wasn't the least bit surprised about who it was. It was Cindy.

Author's Note: I know it's a little weird, but after you read the next chapter it will make more sense.