Chapter 2: Nothing Gets Past Libby
Goddard walked down the street to Cindy's house, wondering what he would say to her. Or flash to her on his screen. He wasn't sure. He hadn't even really thought about what he was going to do; he just knew he had to do something. Jimmy was positively miserable right now, and for some reason, only Cindy Vortex could snap him out of it.
Irony. Gotta love it.
Goddard shook his head irritably. Why were humans so confusing? He could never figure them out, not even his master. He looked up and his ears swiveled forward; he was at Cindy's house!
No use going through the front door, he decided after a moment. Cindy had left her window open.
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Goddard cautiously landed on the window sill, peering inside, not wanting to intrude just yet.
Libby was playing a video game, and Cindy was sitting on her bed. The two girls were obviously talking about something; Goddard didn't know what, but he decided by the look of frustration on Libby's face when the African-American girl looked at her friend that it had something to do with his master and that Timmy Turner boy. He couldn't hear, more or less because the stupid video game drowned out all sounds of conversation. After a moment, he decided what the heck, and jumped inside.
"What the… Goddard!" Cindy nearly fell off the bed. "What are you doing here? Did Neutron send you?"
A screen opened on Goddard's chest: No. I came on my own. Libby switched off the game, interest caught. "You did? Why?" she asked.
Private.
"Goddard."
I need to talk to Cindy. Privately.
Libby put her hands on her hips. "Over my dead body, robot dog."
Goddard growled. Why are you so difficult? Libby laughed, and Cindy raised a brow at the dog's forwardness. "You're something, Goddard, you know that?" she said.
YOU'RE something, Vortex. You're driving Jimmy crazy.
"What? Me?"
Libby looked from Goddard to Cindy, then grinned. Goddard groaned.
"Oh, I'm not going anywhere now."
But Libby…
"Shut it, Goddard. Nothing gets past me when it comes to Cindy. She's my girl, you know? Whatever you've got to say to her, you can say it in front of me."
For a moment Goddard hesitated, torn. He needed to talk to Cindy, but at the same time he had hoped to keep it private. But Libby was determined. Finally, he sighed in defeat.
Very well.
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This is basically a filler... I despise fillers...
Genius Flyboy: I didn't know that! Guess I really messed up on that one, huh?
Spuffyshipper: Yes, Timmy has become quite a jerk, and trust me, JTPH2 is no better. But Jimmy comes off pretty nicely, and that was the main reason I watched it: because it had JN in it. And they weren't jerks at all.