FoO-tUrE
Disclaimer- If we owned Jimmy Neutron, there would be some serious changes with their wardrobe.
Author's Note- Remember, we have tried not to use the word 'said'. This is our first published work. We hope you enjoy it!
Chapter Three: Meet the Neutrons
26 year old year old Jimmy led little Jimmy and Cindy to his house in Willow, a neighborhood for the wealthy. While Future Jimmy parked his car, he told the children to ring the doorbell.
Jimmy and Cindy walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. A young girl about 4 years old answered the door. She appeared to have brown hair and green eyes, and was wearing a plaid skirt and a white collared shirt to go with it. She seemed to be the kind of girl you send to preschool and they come back with a clean outfit.
"Hi, you must be Alyssa," Cindy observed
"Can we come in?" Jimmy questioned.
"I have a whistle and I'm not afraid to use it!" Alyssa boldly stated.
"Um……what do you mean by that?" Jimmy asked.
"Strangers, strangers!" Alyssa yelled while blowing on the whistle. "Strangers, strangers!" Alyssa slammed the door, and they could hear her screams continue while she was running up the stairs.
"That went brilliantly, Nerdtron," Cindy scolded.
"Hey, I didn't come up with the plan!" Jimmy contradicted. Their arguing stopped abruptly when the door creaked open.
"Um……hello, may I ask why you are here?" Future Cindy was now talking to them. Lachelle was in her arms.
"Well, um…" Cindy stuttered.
"We were just coming to visit," Jimmy finished.
"Do I know you, you look vaguely familiar," Mrs. Neutron guessed.
"In a way," Cindy responded. At the silence, she implied, "Oh, who is that? Aww, she's so cute. It that Lachelle?"
"How do you know her name? Are you stalkers?" Mrs. Neutron interrogated, clearly scared.
"No, no, no! We're…we're…just…well…uh…-" Jimmy protested.
"They're with me," Mr. Neutron saved. Jimmy and Cindy spun around and saw their savior walking up the pathway.
"May I ask who they are?" Mrs. Neutron inquired.
"See, she still asks questions, ever since we got here she's been asking questions!" Younger Jimmy stated pointedly to Mr. Neutron, not even realizing that he was actually standing up for Cindy.
To Mrs. Neutron, he answered, "This is Jimmy Neutron and Cindy Vortex."
Mrs. Neutron's jaw dropped in dismay. "Uuus?" She asked, seeming suddenly unstable.
"They are here from the past, probably from one of my past inventions," Mr. Neutron informed her.
"Is this ReAlLy going to be our future?" Jimmy interjected.
Ignoring him, Mrs. Neutron invited them in. Once inside, Mrs. Neutron gingerly set Lachelle down in her playpen. After everyone was comfortable in the ornate living room, Cindy piped up, "So, what's your job?" Hoping that she was not a housewife, she held her breath until Mrs. Neutron answered. She got her wish.
"I'm a middle-school English teacher," Mrs. Neutron commented.
"And a very well-rated teacher at that, not to mention probably everyone's favorite teacher," Mr. Neutron contributed. At this point, Mr. Neutron had put his arm around Future Cindy's shoulders.
"And, what do you do?" Jimmy wondered, while looking directly at his future self.
"Well, I am an inventor/scientist," Mr. Neutron responded.
Mrs. Neutron chimed in, "And he is no nonentity, in fact he is becoming quite legendary!" Jimmy deplored that she probably only said that because the future me complimented her……sounded like something that Cindy would do.
"Actually, I have won twelve Nobel Prizes, but I don't mean to brag," Future Jimmy braggedAn awkward silence filled the room. Then………….Alyssa's discordant singing congested the room, she seemed to be getting closer.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah! Strangers, strangers, strangers!" The blows of the whistle perturbed everybody in the room
"Um ……Alyssa, please, don't be churlish. These are our guests, so please try your best to be on your best behavior without anymore antics!" Future Cindy scolded.
"Oh mom, sorry, I thought they were intruders!" Alyssa informed her mother, while the children were just sitting on the couch looking innocent. She molded her fingers into a circle and held them just above her head to resemble a halo. She then smiled a great big smile, the smile you smile when you have done something wrong.
"Well, we better get going, we have to be home before dinner," Cindy quavered, still not sure if she liked the whole idea of her being married to, how you say, Nerdtron.