Author's Note: Tell me in a review if you can identify the references I've put in this chapter. I think they're pretty obvious if you love music.

Also, this chapter isn't a song title. If you find the references, you'll know why.

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

Cindy and Jimmy stared in awe at the city in front of them. Cars flew by going twice the speed limit, skyscrapers reached impossible heights, shady looking kids eyed them funny while walking by. Cindy put on her sunglasses as they headed down the boulevard.

"Any idea what this place is?" she asked.

Jimmy looked at a sign on his right. "Welcome to Jingletown," she told her.

"Jingletown? Sounds familiar," Cindy said while thinking.

"Have we been here before?" Jimmy asked.

They both shrugged as they walked down the street. Jimmy looked to his left to see a convenience store. "Should we get anything? There's a sale on soda pop and Ritalin."

"No, we're good," Cindy said as they moved on.

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Cindy and Jimmy sat down on a park bench after walking about a mile. "Cind, I'm sorry your parents are getting divorced. The whole murderous mom thing can't make it any easier."

Cindy nodded sadly. "Well, I guess you can tell I haven't had the best home life."

Jimmy's eyes opened a little wider in interest. "They don't, uh, hit you or anything?"

Cindy shook her head. "No, not before the whole trying to kill me thing. Just, you know, a lot of pressure to be perfect. From my mom. You know how she is."

"Your dad? Is he cool?" Jimmy asked while splitting a leaf in half.

"Yeah, he loved me a lot. Guess I'm the daughter of rage and love."

Jimmy laughed. "Clever."

Cindy smiled. "You know what I don't get?"

"What?" Jimmy asked.

"How kids blame themselves for their parents' divorces. I don't fell any shame, and I certainly won't apologize. It's their fault, not mine."

Jimmy nodded. "Good. It's their fault."

Cindy looked at Jimmy. "I tried to run away a few times. Run away from the pain. I felt like I was victimized."

"Tales from another broken home," Jimmy sadly said. Cindy simply nodded.

Jimmy checked his watch. "Well, we better get leaving," he said. They both got up and headed off.

Author's Note: Yeah, I know this chapter didn't make much sense and did nothing for the plot. It's kind of a fun thing I just did to honor something. Again, review me and tell me if you found the references.