AN: Guess what! You get a glimpse of some Sheen/Libby in this chap! Yes, yes, I know, SL rocks SOLID. So, review already! I'm hoping I still kept in character...let me know, k?

Also, the Spanish words in here- I don't speak Spanish, I just electronicly translated those parts, so if it's a little off, let me know, and I'll gladly fix it!

One more thing, the Purple flurp thing is based on a drink I love- the black cow (coke and vanilla icecream blended)...and the chunky monkey is real, too. Mmm...ice cream...

Yay! A reviewer!

Usually, I let it go for a few days, but seeing as how the last chapter was so short, and Dragon Blade5 was so kind as to give me a good swift kick in the rear to update, you get another chapter for the price of one! Huzzah!

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Disclaimer: A man chases a woman...until she catches him. -American Phrase

Chapter 6

Carl took a large swig of his Purple Cow ™. The new treat was a blended mixture of ice cream and purple flurp that was certainly a welcome one. Sheen came back to the booth, carrying his own'modified' purple cow.

"Extra caffeine…nothing better, Carl." He said, poshly. He was proud of the fact that he had a small part in bringing happiness and caffeine to the town. Sam had named the mixture after a suggestion from him.

"Sheen, remember what happened the last time you had three Purple Buzzers ™ in a row?"

Unfortunately, Sheen was unable to answer, as he was downing (or attempting to down) his drink in a single slurp of a straw. He finally came up with an empty glass, a huge caffeine buzz, and an eye twitch from the refreshingly cold brain freeze.

"I donno whatcha talkin' bout, maaaaan!" He said, delightfully jolted.

Carl looked at Sheen worriedly as he wandered off to start the jukebox. "Are you done with it yet, Jimmy?"

Jimmy glanced up from his work. The amalgamation tabulator was a bit harder to install than he had anticipated. "Not quite, Carl." He paused for a moment, taking a sip from his own drink, and smiled. "It'll be ready soon. I think this invention is really going to put Retroville on the map." He laughed. "It could even put Earth on the map, as far as intergalactic energy trading is concerned!"

Carl pushed his glasses farther up on his nose. "My mom says I shouldn't negotiate with aliens, Jim."

Jimmy raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, in any case, this is revolutionary technology…and I discovered it! It took me the better part of a month, but-"

He was interrupted by a chuckle behind him. Instantly, his brain registered the owner of the voice. He turned to face her, as she started in on him.

"Discovered what, Nerdtron? How to tie your shoes? Gee, that is a real improvement for you!"

"Get lost, Vortex. I'm not going to argue with you today."

She stepped closer, looking over the shiny object he had on the table before him. "Finally! You admit that my wit is too much for you to overcome."

"I did no such thing!" He clenched his fists. "I just want some peace and quiet to finish my invention!"

"Considering how almost all of your inventions end up destroying one thing or another, maybe it's a good thing I interrupted."

"Oh, like you've made a sizable contribution to the town."

"And you have? Your inventions probably downgrade the local economy, considering all the damage you've done."

"Ridiculous!"

Libby laughed to herself. She found it funny, the way they always argued. She went over to the bar to get a drink while the two continued to fight it out.

"Yeah? Give me just one example of a helpful contribution you've made!"

"Alright, I'll bite. What about that time I found the lake monster, and restored him to a harmless turtle?"

"You mean before orafter you destroyed poor Cap'n Betty's boat? Not to mention the fact the whole thing was your fault!"

"No it wasn't! And at least I do something! Remember the time we all went to Egypt? You'd never go anywhere if it weren't for me!"

"Oh," She said, blinking at him in a violently innocent way, "You mean that time when we almost got killed because you resurrected centuries-old mummies? Gee, you're so right, I'm so glad I didn't miss that adventure."

Jimmy looked away darkly, then returned to the argument with a passion. "What about Goddard? And my hover car? Those work perfectly fine, and you know it! They've even saved us plenty of times!"

Cindy wasn't phased. "Everybody hits on one or two good deals in their lifetime."

"Okay, so where's yours?"

Cindy gasped slightly at this insult. "Don't you even try to affront my intelligence, Mr. Whippy-dip-head! I'll have you know that I could be ten times the inventor you are if only I had my own lab." There was a bit of longing in her voice, and, for a moment, Jimmy thought maybe she was jealous of him. He paused, allowing this to sink in, as she continued,"And someday I will!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Reeeally?"

"Yes! And it'll be much better than anything you could fabricate."

"I doubt that highly."

"Don't forget, Neutron, before you came, I was the highest scoring student Retroville had ever seen!"

"Yeah…before me"

She threw her arms up in frustration. "Arg! It's not my fault you get a stupid 110 on every paper! I still get a hundred!"

"And?"

"AND…" She raised her voice, forgetting (or, rather, not caring) who would hear. "I'm not a born genius. Unlike some people, I had to work harder for my score."

He stood from his seat slowly. "Are you saying I cheat?"

She looked at him smugly. "You can't help your big brain- or your big forehead." She leaned closer to him. "But watch out, whiz kid, 'cus I'm coming up fast-" She turned to go. "And, someday, I'll pass you by."

He watched her walk away, anger rising in him. Why was she always harping on him? It was obvious he was the only real inventor in Retroville. When was she going to face it?

Suddenly, he began to smile.

"I'm going to head home, Carl. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" He said, gathering his things in a hurry.

"Wha-"

"Bye!" Jimmy waved goodbye swiftly as he passed Sheen on his way out.

"He left us here again, huh?" Sheen asked Carl, returning to the table.

"Yep." Carl said, returning his attention to the refill Sam brought.

"Huh."

There was a long pause. For once in their lives, nothing seemed to be happening.

Until-"SHEEEEEN!"

Sheen immediately looked up, smiling at the voice. "Yes, my love?"

Libby walked over to him, angry look all over her face. He was not phased. "Sheen, what did you do with my Chunky Monkey™ ?"

Sheen winked at Carl. "Who, me?"

Libby rolled her eyes. "Ha!" She said, glancing at the ice cream-ery treat in front of him. "You're eating it right now!"

Sheen looked down at the incriminating ice cream, and back up at her. "You are mistaken, Cream Muffin," He said, suavely, "this one is mine."

"Sheen…" She warned.

"But-" He said, wiggling an eye brow, "I am so glad this misunderstanding has brought you to my humble table, Diosa de toda Tierra!"

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Spanish nicknames, now? Puh-lease."

He grinned at her. "Admit it, your heart is melting under the heat of my smooth poesía."

"Uh-huh. Whaaa-tever." She started to walk away.

"Or maybe-" He said, pulling out another spoon, "You just want some ice cream?" She stopped just briefly enough for him to see his chance. "Surely you wouldn't want to miss out on the chance to sink your teeth into the crunchy, melty goodness of the Ultra-Treat of the day!"

She sighed. She really wanted some ice cream. "With extra whipped cream…" He said, drawingly.

That was enough. She returned to the table. "Scoot over, Sheen, and pass that spoon."

His suave smile returned to an ear-to-ear grin. "Whatever you say, baby cakes."

She gave him the Look.

He winked. "I knew you couldn't resist!" She rolled her eyes, then smiled.

There was worse things than sharing an ice cream with Sheen, after all.

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AN: I agree! (Loves Sheen) (Libby attacks)

Lib: "Back off my boy!"

Me: He's not yours in this fic yet, babe!

Lib: Arg! (Grabs Sheen, runs)

Sheen: (Winks) ¡Las damas me adoran!