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

The night was eerily silent as James Neutron and Cynthia Vortex darted across the street, their eyes set on Cindy's house. The only sound was the leaves crunching underneath their feet. They ducked behind some bushes as they crossed the road. Looking ahead, they noticed that their target was only two houses down.

"Looks like the coast's clear," Jimmy whispered to Cindy while popping his head above the bushes and looking around.

"How long can that thing record for?" Cindy asked while pointing at the tape recorder.

"I don't know," Jimmy confessed. He looked over at Cindy. "Why, should I turn it on now?"

Cindy thought for a second before shaking her head. "No, better wait until we're inside."

With that said the two kids sprinted across the two remaining lawns. They unnecessarily jumped onto the ground and rolled along the grass. Once they came to a stop Jimmy grabbed Cindy's hand and pulled her up. They ran up to the side of her house and plastered themselves up against it.

Cindy put a finger to her lips, and Jimmy nodded. Cindy slowly walked to her right, still grabbing onto the wall. She paused for a moment as she looked inside the window to her living room. She smiled for a second, relieved to see the inside of her house again. A spark of normalcy reentered her life, if only for a moment.

"Is she in there?" Jimmy whispered while edging closer to her.

Jimmy's words brought Cindy out of her trance and back to the situation at hand. She took a closer look inside and then removed her head from the window. "No, she must be upstairs."

Jimmy nodded. "Her car's in the driveway. She's gotta be home. Would she be sleeping yet?"

Cindy glanced up at the bright moon glimmering in the sky. "It's only around eight. I don't think she'd be asleep yet."

Jimmy nodded again. He continued walking around the house, bracing himself against the wall. He slowly rounded the corner and came upon the front door. His heart panged as he saw the fairly large dog door. Thoughts of Goddard getting smashed by Mrs. Vortex's car a mere week ago swirled through his brain. His resolve strengthened, he tightened his grip on the gun.

"Can we fit through Humphrey's door?" he asked while studying it.

Cindy stared at it for a moment. "Yeah, I think so. He's a pretty big dog."

They looked at each other, silently asking the other to go first. After what seemed an eternity, Jimmy sighed deeply and got down on his hands and knees. He slowly stuck his head through the door, and then continued sliding in. As soon as Jimmy was completely inside, Cindy followed suit.

Jimmy clasped both his hands around Cindy's right wrist once her front half was inside. Giving her a slight tug, she managed to get inside. She stood up and looked around, smiling at the grandeur of her living room, which lay ahead. "Wow. I forgot how much I missed this place."

Jimmy began to dream about his own house across the street, but quickly threw those thoughts out of his head. I'll see them tomorrow. He pulled out his tape recorder and pushed the on button. "Well, we're in," he nervously said to Cindy. She just nodded her head, not exactly sure what to do next.