Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
"They're right under the counter!" Cindy shouted. She was lying across the couch, her head in Jimmy's lap. He was absent-mindedly playing with her hair.
"I don't see them!" they heard Nick's distant voice shout from the kitchen. A large crashing sound attracted everyone's attention. "They were behind the pots!"
Nick smiled as he finally found several cartons containing cans of soda. "Sheen, get ready!"
Sheen smiled as he stood at the entrance to the living room. "Ready, Suave!" he shouted. Nick began tossing cans of soda at Sheen. He caught them and tossed them around the room.
Nick smiled as he walked into the kitchen, opening a can of coke. "Everybody got one?" He saw all the kids nod. "Alright, let's get this party started. Sheen get the," he began.
"Already on it!" Sheen excitedly shouted while popping a CD that Libby had handed him into the stereo. He pressed the play button and stood back. He began to nod his head to the music.
"Told you this was a good CD," Libby muttered before spinning around and walking away.
"Hey, wait!" Sheen shouted while grabbing her arm. Libby sighed and spun around. "Come on," Sheen begged, "are you still mad about me shooting you?"
Libby placed her hands on her hips and glared at him. "Alright," Sheen continued, his expression a little more sad, "I know how that sounds. But you heard my explanation. What choice did I have?"
Libby continued staring angrily at him. "You could have told me what was going on. I could have helped."
Sheen's eyes widened and his face fell. I, uh, didn't think of that. "Well," he said, thinking fast, "who would you have helped? The guy you're sometimes reluctant to call your boyfriend? Or your best friend since kindergarten?"
Libby continued staring at Sheen, who seemed a little hurt. "You really think I would have helped Cindy humiliate Jimmy like that? Jimmy is my friend too, you know."
Sheen sighed. "But I wasn't sure! I couldn't take that chance! Jimmy's social existence was at stake! Please try to understand," he pleaded while grabbing her hand.
Libby stared at him for a long moment before finally smiling a little and shaking her head. "Yeah, alright. But you're on thin ice!" she playfully shouted while shoving him a little.
Sheen laughed as well and wrapped his arms around her chest. "Now, we've got a bigger problem," he seriously said while pointing at Cindy and Jimmy. They were sitting on the couch, laughing and hugging each other.
"Those two are going to be getting more romantic than us soon. How do we stop that?" he asked with a smile.
Ike sat next to Carl on the ground near the wall. He was holding a damp washcloth. He glanced over to see Sheen and Libby laughing. He sighed while cleaning the cuts on his face.
"You think I'll ever find love again, man?" Ike asked. He cringed as he wiped a large cut on his right cheek.
Carl laughed slightly. "Hey, at least you've got stuff to work with, buddy. I'm fifty pounds overweight, nerdy, and have glasses."
Ike put the washcloth down. "Not to mention we've attacked every girl in our homeroom class." He looked down at the floor and frowned. "Once that gets put out on the girls' network, we won't have a date until college."
Carl sorrowfully nodded. "But who needs girls anyway? They just lead to trouble. None of this would have happened if Jimmy hadn't liked Cindy," Carl muttered.
Ike listened and nodded his head. "Yeah! We don't need them. You and me, buddy. That's all we need," he said while outstretching his fist.
"Amen!" Carl shouted while curling his hand into a fist and hitting his knuckles against Ike's.
"Excuse me," a tall, skinny blonde girl said while walking up to the two.
"Yeah?" Carl asked, his mouth hanging slightly open.
"I'm Amanda, and this is Sarah," the tall girl said while gesturing to her equally attractive friend.
"We think that what you did for your friend was really cool. Even if it did involve nearly killing us all," Sarah said while smiling.
"You want to dance?" they both asked.
Ike and Carl looked at each other. "You were kidding about the not needing girls thing, right?" Ike asked.
"Definitely," Carl said while jumping up. He grabbed Sarah's hand and began to dance. Ike did the same with Amanda.
Butch was sitting on a chair, cowering in fear as each girl walked by. He was by far the most injured of all the boys. Nick walked by and noticed how beat up he was.
"Dude, what happened?" he asked, not really that concerned.
Butch touched the huge gash across his forehead. "My god, man. Those girls are on steroids, I swear!"
Nick eyed Betty across the room. "Sure they were, Butch. Sure they were," he muttered while walking towards her.
Sheen and Libby plopped down on the couch beside Cindy and Jimmy. The four of them smiled at each other. "Well, one hell of a night, right?" Libby asked while playfully shoving Sheen's head off of her shoulder.
"Definitely," Cindy and Jimmy answered at the same time.
Sheen seemed distracted for a moment as he looked out at the crowd of kids milling around. "Well, will you look at that," he said with a smile.
Libby, Jimmy, and Cindy followed his gaze. At first they didn't notice it, but then it hit them like a barrel of bricks. Almost everyone was near someone of the opposite sex. Carl and Ike were dancing with Sarah and Amanda. Nick had his arm around a giggling Betty's neck. Nearly everyone was holding someone else's hand.
Libby looked over at Jimmy and Cindy. "Well, after seeing you two get together, I guess they took the hint and finally realized that the moment was right," she told them.
The four friends looked over at the stereo as the music was suddenly cut off. Nick was clearing his throat and walking towards them. "Ahem!" he muttered while tugging on his collar. Nobody listened. "AHEM!" he shouted.
Everyone shut up and paid attention to him. "That's better," he said while standing in front of the sofa. "I'd just like to make a toast. Tonight, we saw what nobody would have ever expected. Jimmy and Cindy got together. And as I look around the room, I see that many of you have followed their example," he happily said while eyeing all the couples.
"And so I wish you two the best of luck," he said while turning around to face Jimmy and Cindy. He then turned back around to face everyone else. "Hell, I wish all of us the best of luck! To Jimmy and Cindy!" he shouted while taking a chug of soda. Everyone did the same. "To Sheen and Libby!" he shouted while taking another sip. "To couples everywhere!" he said while laughing.
"To couples everywhere!" everyone shouted while laughing and smiling.
Nick took the final sip of his soda. He crumpled the can in his fist and threw it across the room. He turned around and grabbed Sheen's arm. He pulled him off of the couch and wrapped an arm around his neck.
"And here's to the guy that made it all possible. Thanks to this idiot, the impossible happened." Nick turned to Sheen and stared him in the eyes. "Thanks to you, nothing will ever be the same."
"It will be better," Jimmy finished, his voice serious. "Thanks, buddy."
Cindy nodded. "You did good, Sheen," she agreed.
Sheen smiled and looked at all the kids around the room. "Well, um, thanks." He turned around and faced Jimmy. "How long until Cindy's parents wake up?"
Jimmy closed his eyes and did some quick calculations in his head. "If we all stay to clean up, we can party for another two hours."
Sheen spun back around and faced the crowd of kids. "Then let's make this the two best hours ever!"
The crowd cheered and began to laugh. "Man, it's just too bad that the whole videotaping the sleepover thing didn't work out, huh guys?" he said while taking a seat beside Libby.
Everyone instantly froze. No sound was heard at all. "What did you just say?" Cindy asked while turning to face Sheen.
"I said," Sheen started to respond. He then paused as he realized his mistake. "Oh," he muttered. Nick hung his head down low and sighed.
All the girls took a few steps away from the guys and glared at them. Cindy slowly turned her head to stare at Jimmy.
Jimmy began to nervously laugh. He scooted down the couch as far as he could. "Um, uh," he began, but he realized there was no way to get out of this. He gulped. "Do you hate me?" he asked, his voice full of despair.
Cindy shook her head and smiled. "No, I still love you." Jimmy smiled as well and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's way I'm giving you a full minute's head start."
Jimmy began to laugh, but saw that she was serious. "Um," he said, but then jumped up and ran out the door. The guys ran over to the door and watched as Jimmy disappeared down the dark street.
All of the guys turned around to see a pack of girls breathing down their necks. "Um," they all said before darting out the door.
"Jimmy, wait up!" Nick screamed as he pulled ahead from the rest of the boys.
The girls turned around and stared at Cindy, silently asking what to do. She stood up and leaned backwards. She frowned slightly as she heard her back crack. "Well," she said while straightening out, "a girl's work is never done."
She walked to the pack of girls. They stood aside as she went to the open door. She peeked her head outside and saw the last of the boys disappear down the street. "Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty." She smiled as she said the last number. "Girls, let's get 'em!" she shouted while charging out the door, two dozen girls right behind her.
Author's Note: Could it have ended any other way?