Disclaimer: If we owned Jimmy Neutron, Cindy would have changed her hairstyle by now. You see, what happens when she takes her hair down from having it up in a ponytail so much?
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long. We have been busy with school, and the flashbacks have gotten so long they are out of hand. We have decided to make multiple photo chapters, so these are the first couple of flashbacks. In your review, vote on your favorite flashback. Once again, we never use the word said. Enjoy!
The Scrapbook:
Mr. and Mrs. Neutron, Lachelle, Alyssa, Dustin, Cindy, and Jimmy were gathered around the couch looking at the photo album.
"Oh my goodness!" Mrs. Neutron exclaimed while gazing at a picture of her and her husband standing next to a Christmas tree. (A/N: when we were making this up it was man-eating, we aren't very romantic.) "What!" Cindy and Jimmy interrogated in unison. "Well…"
Flashback
It was the perfect setting for the biggest "surprise" of Cindy's life. She had just thrown a Christmas Party on Christmas Eve, and the decorations were quite swank may I add…
"Hey guys, I'm going to get some drinks, does anybody want anything?" Jimmy questioned.
"No, No, we're fine," Sheen answered, obviously knowing what was about to happen. (A/N: coughLibbycough)
In the meantime, Cindy kept shooting glances at Jimmy, waiting for the perfect time to leave her friends. When Jimmy finally left for drinks, Cindy 'politely' ditched her friends.
"Do any of you guys want drinks?"
"No, but have fun with Ji-" Cindy abruptly cut Libby off by covering her mouth before she could say anymore.
Later on, at the cooler, you know, that had the drinks:
"Oh, hey, Cindy, I never really thought I'd say this, but you're party is actually better than last year's!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"Thanks…I'm very…touched," Cindy complimented.
"Your welcome. WHOA! Who decorated the tree? It's so…"
"Swank, I know, and by the way, I, of all people decorated this tree…" Cindy explained.
"Gee, I would have never guessed,"
After Jimmy's last words, there was an awkward silence that had sprung up amongst the couple. Then to break the silence, Jimmy stated, "Cindy, I need to ask you a question,"
Cindy's eyes lit up with pleasure and excitement, "Yes…get on with it,"
Jimmy got down on one of his knees, and started to monologue about their past experiences with each other, "…So, Cindy, as you can see, my life will not be complete without you, so…Will you marry me?"
"Of course, Jimmy!" Cindy replied. After a short pause, the two kissed, and Jimmy handed her the ring, it had diamonds outlining the pearl that Jimmy had given her when they were stranded on that deserted island, "Oh Jimmy, it's the pearl! How'd you get it?"
"I went to your old house and asked Nathan if he could accompany me in searching for it. He found it on your bedside table," Jimmy answered.
"Oh," At this point, Jimmy had already placed the ring on Cindy's finger. Cindy was smiling uncontrollably, "Why don't we tell everybody now?"
"Okay," The couple walked up to the front of the room.
"I thought this party was just for celebrating Christmas Eve, but…now…that everybody ;is staring at me…awkwardly…um…Jimmy has to tell you something,"
"I do! Oh, yes, I do, I would like to congratulate a certain couple for their engagement, it there anyone here named Jimmy Neutron and Cindy Vortex? Oh, yes, here I am…and Cindy why don't you come on up?"
"All, I can say was that this was so sudden and-"
"But Cindy, yesterday, you told me that you could feel this in your veins and-" Cindy swiftly ran over to Libby, and, once again, covered her mouth.
End Flashback
"Well, that was the best Christmas I had ever had!" Mrs. Neutron exclaimed.
"Yeah, me too," Mr. Neutron added.
Meanwhile, Jimmy and Cindy were sitting quietly on the couch, still half in denial.
"Oh, look, there's a picture of us after the wedding. You see, we tried to keep our wedding small. Of course, there were still some two hundred people there, but they were all family and friends," Cindy reminisced. "There would have been more people, but we locked Jimmy's fans out. Anyways, Libby was the maid of honor, and Carl and Sheen were best men. Emilia (Jimmy's 2 ½ - year – old sister) was the flower girl. She looked just darling! Nathan (Cindy's 5-year-old brother) was the cUtEsT ring bearer in the entire world!
"Yeah, well, Emilia was cuter," Jimmy interjected, speaking up for his sister. "I mean, she was so cute while throwing the flowers, much, much cuter than Nathan, no offense or anything."
"Yeah, well, Emilia was so intent on throwing the flowers that when all the flowers ran out, she threw the basket and it hit her mother in the head," Cindy retorted.
"I'm not sure if you overlooked this little fact, but Nathan dropped the ring on the way up to the alter without noticing, so when he got up to the alter he started bawling because you had told him that he had the most important job, so he assumed it was the real ring," Jimmy snapped.
"Your fans were pounding and screaming throughout the entire wedding. It was horrible, and ruined part of the romantic-ness. Then, to make it even worse, they broke a window that we had to pay $200 for!" Cindy pointed out.
"Well, I make over $200 a DaY now!" Jimmy contradicted.
"At least MY fans didn't break the window!" Cindy retorted exasperatedly.
"Um…Cindy… you don't HaVe fans!" Jimmy pointed out.
"Moving… on…" Cindy left the topic. "Other than that, the wedding ran smoothly, and our wedding reception was at a country club called…The Country Club. (A/N: It's a real place in Ohio!) It was kind of odd. We decided where everyone would sit, and upon their arrival, Goddard would snap a picture of them, and then set it on their placemat. We hired a band that could play every song and every type of music…called the Everything Band. (A/N: We know…creative, huh!) From the hallway, you would go straight to the tables, then if you went left and down a couple of steps, there was a band and the dance floor. If you went to the right of the tables, there was a ginormous buffet of anything you could want to eat in the whole wide world. Unfortunately, Emilia and Nathan found a secret passageway and got lost, so we had to crawl through tunnels to track them down in the middle of dinner. They were crying and were sorry. They felt that they hadn't helped at the wedding at all, so we reassured them that we had. Then, we went back to our reception, and later went home. Any questions?"
Cindy's hand shot up. "This question is important…remind me again why you married him."
"I already told you…because I love him," Mrs. Neutron explained bluntly.
"I know the real reason!" Lachelle shouted proudly. "It is because you two are in denal. My parents said so."
"Lachelle, I believe the word is denial," Mrs. Neutron, the English teacher, corrected.
"Anyways, you two are in denal and always fight, but you secretly love each other," Lachelle stated confidently.
"Moving on to the next picture," Jimmy replied rushedly, not noticing the next picture was of the honeymoon.
Flashback
"Jimmy, would you be a doll and fetch me some caramel pudding?" Cindy fiercely asked.
"Since when have you liked caramel? You thought that it tasted like snot!" Jimmy contradicted.
"Well, now I like it," she retorted in a nasty tone.
"It looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but if you absolutely NEED me to get this pudding, I will!" Jimmy murmured, as he wandered out of the room.
LATER
Jimmy came storming into the room, "Sorry, Cind, but they didn't have any caramel pudding at the store,"
"Did you look everywhere?" Cindy was yelling at this point.
"Well, in the pudding section…at least," Jimmy stated.
"That's not good enough! Did you ask the butcher?"
"Why the butcher?" Jimmy questioned
"Because the butcher used to work in the pudding department!" Cindy screamed.
"How do you know this?" Jimmy was completely confusified at this moment.
"Because when I went to the store yesterday to buy some ice cream he was working in the pudding section," Cindy explained in a rude tone.
"Are you sure he's the butcher?"
"Well, no, it was just a guess, but all I wanted was one measly cup of pudding, is that too much to ask? I THINK NOT!" By now, Cindy was crying on the couch…
"I guess it isn't too much to ask… …" Jimmy stammered while, once again, wandering out of the room. Cindy turned on the TV and switched it to the 'food network.' Cindy was watching 'Emeril Live' and Emeril was telling the viewers how to make homemade lasagna. She was frantically writing down the recipe and all of the ingredients for the lasagna.
"Ooooooo, that sounds excellente!" Cindy exclaimed to herself, just as the door swung open. It was a horrendous sight to behold. Jimmy had bags under his eyes and was all wet.
"What are you looking at?" Jimmy yelled, then explained, "I had to drive for two hours to the store, and than I had to park one mile away because the store had no parking lot. I spent half an hour inside to store searching for the pudding. I was still looking for the pudding when the store closed, but I finally found it and had to buy it quickly. Then, guess what? Surprise, surprise, it was raining, and I had to walk a mile to the car, and that explains why I'm so wet, doesn't it? So now, I'm back here at 2 in the morning with your pudding."
"Oh, well at least you got the pudding," Cindy mumbled to herself as she dug through the grocery bag to find her pudding. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I was watching Emeril live and wrote down the recipe for homemade lasagna. Everything will be homemade, the pasta, the tomato sauce, even the CHEESE!"
"Well, I'm not buying you a cow," Jimmy informed bluntly.
"I'm not asking you to buy me a cow," Cindy reassured. "All I am asking is for you to drive your car to the nearest farm, milk a cow, and wait for the milk to curdle."
"We're in Tahiti. I don't think there are any cows here!" Jimmy guessed.
"Then fly to Kansas!" she ordered.
"Isn't that where Dorothy lives?" Jimmy inquired, sidetracked.
"It's also where cows live!" she exploded.
LATER
The next night, since it was their honeymoon, they decided to go for a romantic, moonlit dinner. They decided to go to the Twilight Moon. It was packed, but they had made reservations on their first night in Tahiti. It was mainly young couples, but there were also some older couples, probably trying to get away from their kids for a night. That was the other thing about the Twilight Moon, there were no kids! It was like they were banned or something, although the menu was mainly aimed towards kids. Jimmy and Cindy arrived precisely on time and the waiter seated them immediately. It took them a while to decide what they wanted, and they ended up ordering too much food. When they were through with their dinner, they stepped onto the dance floor and started to waltz. The next song was the Cha-Cha and midway through Libby tapped Cindy on her shoulder.
"Oh…Libby…what a pleasant surprise!" Cindy exclaimed.
"Hey, Cindy, may I tap in?" Libby requested politely.
"No," Cindy rudely replied.
"So I came all the way here from Bora-Bora and now you want me to leave!" Libby demanded.
"Uh-huh, it's not actually that far…" Cindy replied with no mercy. Libby turned around and stomped out of the restaurant. Jimmy and Cindy then continued with their dancing as if nothing had happened, dancing through life. (A/N: In case you didn't take the hint…actually, we didn't even notice it when we wrote it, but dancing through life is a long from Wicked…)
LATER
Cindy awoke the next morning feeling sick to her stomach. After she vomited for the second time, Jimmy started to look up the best doctors in Tahiti. After finding one suitable enough, he called a taxi and was preparing to go with Cindy when the phone rang. Jimmy answered it and, low and behold, it was someone from the front desk needing him to fix something. He waved Cindy off while he ran to the front.
At the doctor's office, she signed herself in for the stomach flu. She grabbed a magazine and read it for 30 minutes, until the nurse called her in. After assessing her about cravings, fevers, and other symptoms, she told Cindy that Dr. Rank would be in shortly. She picked up another magazine and after 5 minutes, Dr. Rank walked in. He was a middle-aged man with white hair and a short white beard. He asked her more questions and diagnosed her with morning sickness. He then told her that she needed an ultrasound to make sure she just had morning sickness and nothing else.
"There aren't any needles are there?" Cindy questioned.
"Nope, no needles, and I promise, it won't hurt a bit," Dr. Rank stated.
"Oh…all…right," Cindy replied.
"All I need you to do is lie on this table," Dr. Rank answered.
"Okey dokey," Cindy staggered as she lay on the table. Dr. Rank hit a switch and x-rayed Cindy's stomach.
"Hmmm," He mumbled, "We'll have to look at this more closely later; do you have a number we can fax the results to?"
"Yes, it is 555-3778," Cindy stated with obvious authority.
"Thank you, now, you are free to go," Dr. Rank stated. As Cindy drove back to the hotel, she realized that she might be pregnant.
Once at the hotel, Cindy took a nap while Jimmy was still fixing something down at the front desk.
She woke up when the phone rang, "Hi, this is Madeline from the front desk, and we seem to have a fax for you, would you mind coming to get it?" Madeline suggested.
"Oh, um, not at all, I'll be down in a minute," Cindy replied. By this time, Jimmy had finished fixing their computer downstairs, and was out for his morning run. Cindy, meanwhile, was making her way down to the front desk. Madeline handed her a sealed envelope with the fax in it. As she opened the door, she quickly checked to see if Jimmy was home, then took the envelope into her bedroom and locked the door. Heaving a sigh of exasperation, she slowly ripped the envelope open and the ultrasound fell swiftly to the floor. She picked it up and rapidly scanned the writing. Then her eyes were drawn to the actual x-ray and a little blob in the center. The next thing that caught Cindy's eve was the bold red letters spelling out the results: PREGNANT.
"Oh my goodness! I wonder if it will be a boy or girl…" Cindy muttered to herself, "Well, whatever it is, I still have to find a way to break the news to Jimmy," She resolved to call Libby and invite her over from Bora Bora, where she was vacationing. On the phone, they agreed that Libby would be there in a half and hour. Half an hour later, Libby was hurrying to Jimmy and Cindy's hut. On the way, she passed a jogging Jimmy and they politely exchanged a rushed hello. Once on the doorstep to Cindy's hut, Libby realized that up until now she had never thought about what could possibly be so urgent, and suddenly wanted more time to think about it. Unfortunately, she had already knocked on the door, and her thoughts were interrupted as Cindy welcomed her in.
"Hello, Libby" Cindy welcomed, "I'm so glad that you could make it!"
"Yeah, hey…" Libby replied, quickly, anxious to hear the big news.
"Why don't you come on in?" Cindy suggested. Libby followed her in, loving the tropicalness of the hut and its matching decor. Cindy offered Libby some traditional Tahitian juice and fruit.
"Will you just get to the point, you know I'm dying of curiosity," Libby exclaimed, pointedly.
"I know, I'm just trying to be polite" Cindy reported.
"I flew all the way from Bora Bora just to be offered juice and fruit that I could just get IN Bora Bora." Libby stated.
"Bora Bora isn't that far away!" Cindy corrected.
"Yeah, whatever," Libby answered.
"Well…you see," Cindy started. She then explained the whole story, starting with her cravings for caramel pudding, and ending with the ultrasound.
"So, this has been an exciting honeymoon, hasn't it?" Libby observed.
"Libby, I believe that you have just missed the point," Cindy replied.
"No, I didn't," Libby contradicted.
"Libs, I told you that whole story and you resolved that I had an exciting honeymoon!" Cindy cried, "I think it was more than that,"
"Riiiight, anyhow, were you planning on showing the ultrasound to me?" Libby questioned.
"Sure, I'll go get it, to show you" Cindy answered as she grabbed the results from her room.
"Awww…it's sooo cute," Libby cooed while glancing at the photo.
"Yeah…I hope it's a girl. But logically, how am I going to tell Jimmy?" Cindy added.
There was an awkward silence until Libby's voice suddenly sounded out, "I got it! Why don't you wait until AFTER you guises honeymoon to tell him…or longer, but he will eventually find out,"
"You didn't answer my question correctly! I asked 'how' to tell him not 'when'" Cindy explained.
"Oh, right, just tell him; Honey, I'm pregnant," Libby flatly suggested.
"I didn't mean the literal: how, I just meant the plain: how…" Cindy corrected, frustrated.
"Cin, this is the moment when you explain to me what the heck you just told me," Libby replied.
"Just forget it." Then she froze, threw the ultrasound in the trash, and ran from the room. At that exact moment, Jimmy entered the front door.
"Oh, hey. Libby you didn't exactly explain why you were here, so why ARE you here?" Jimmy interrogated.
"Well…um…uh…I was just…visiting,"
"Right, so what exactly is…this?" Jimmy questioned casually while showing Libby Cindy's results that he had found in the trash.
"It's…" Libby was struggling between telling Jimmy the truth to get it over with for Cindy, and saying it was hers. Finally deciding that it might ruin their honeymoon otherwise she stated hesitantly, "It's mine, Yeah, that's right, it's mine," Jimmy heaved a sigh of relief. I mean, for a moment there, he thought it was Cindy's.
"Well, congratulations," Jimmy congratulated. He then left the room to congratulate Sheen. (A/N: This is where it gets tricky; we aren't going to say who says what)
Jimmy dialed Sheen's number and waited patiently for him to pick up.
Finally, Sheen's voice rang out, "Hello?"
"Oh, hey Sheen"
"Hi"
"Congratulations"
"On what?"
"The new member of your family!"
"Huh?"
"Never mind" Jimmy hung up. It was way too easy to lose Sheen's concentration. Just as he was about to leave the room, the phone rang.
"Hello"
"Hey, Jimmy. Congratulations,"
"On what?"
"The new member of your family,"
"Huh?" Click. Sheen had hung up and now Jimmy was positive he was clueless. And bored. That had to be a factor of calling him and repeating everything Jimmy had just told him. Meanwhile, Cindy was talking to Libby in the kitchen.
"Thanks for covering for me, Libs," Cindy thanked.
"Your welcome it was nothing much just a friend helping a friend, which by the way, you NEVER have done for me!" Libby emphasized.
"Well…actually there was that one time when-" Cindy was abruptly interrupted by Libby, who apparently, did not want to be corrected.
"I get it, but once again, you do know that he will eventually find out…"
"Libby, you already told me that and-" Cindy was, once again, interrupted by Libby.
"I know, that's why I stated, 'once again' instead of merely 'I get it, but you do know he will eventually find out,'"
"Third time," Cindy smiled.
Libby rolled her eyes, "Well, I have to catch my flight, and I guess I'll see you later, Bye,"
"Bye, Libs," Cindy waved. Libby waved and let the room, and Jimmy who was still confusified with the aftermath of his conversation with Sheen, entered the kitchen to see Cindy with a worried look on her face.
"Cindy, what's wrong?" He asked her, lightly, remembering how she had been having mood swings. Luckily for him, the moment she heard him speak she snapped out of her worried gaze, and put a cheesy smile on her face. Luckily for her, he was so happy she didn't have a mood swing that he didn't realize it was an exceptionally cheesy smile.
"What, why are you smiling?" Jimmy questioned.
"It's just…Jimmy do you want a child?" Cindy asked.
"Well that's an awkward question, but I wouldn't mind progeny, maybe in a few years, but why do you want to know?" Jimmy asserted.
"Um…I'll just answer your question with another question, why did I NOT want to know?" Cindy retorted.
"But you DID want to know…" Jimmy forthrightly lectured.
"Oops…I meant to say 'why would I not want to know'" Cindy corrected.
"Gee…that really makes so much more sense…" Jimmy comprehended.
"I know, it should," Cindy answered.
"I was being sarcastic!" Jimmy explained.
"So was I," Cindy hesitated.
"Of course you were," Jimmy replied.
"Right, but say you had a wife named Mindy, and she was pregnant-"
"In a few years…" Jimmy interjected.
"No, NOW, what would you say?" Cindy questioned.
"I don't know, Cin, and I'm not married to a Mindy, so why would I care if she's pregnant!" Jimmy exploded.
"Just say she WAS your wife, what would you say?" Cindy asked, yet again.
"You know what, she isn't, and I need to take a shower," Jimmy contributed.
"But you haven't answered my question! I'm just saying…hypothetically…" But Jimmy had already left the room, "Fine, be that way!" Cindy exploded.
LATER
It was midnight, and Jimmy thought he ought to be getting to bed. He shut off the TV and did all that boring stuff on needs to do in order to get ready for bed. Anyhow, once he was done, he strolled into the bedroom, where Cindy claimed she would be reading. However, when he walked into the room, she hurriedly shoved something under her pillow, picked up the closest book (which happened to be Jimmy's "boring" book of scientific terms), and started humming softly to herself. Nothing suspicious, right?
"What did you just shove under your pillow?" Jimmy wondered and as he looked closer he noticed that she was reading his "boring" scientific book, "And why are you reading my book" he added.
"Well, you see…I'll be right back…" At that moment, Cindy ran into the kitchen, frantically searching (in her mind) for an excuse of what to tell Jimmy. Meanwhile, Jimmy, with an evil grin on his face, lifted Cindy's pillow up to reveal "Libby's" pregnancy test results. At this point, Jimmy was already starting to wonder about the whole Libby being pregnant thing. He had assumptions, but they were nothing but assumptions. She came back when she had thought up a good excuse, but was horrendified to see Jimmy perusing the Ultrasound as she stepped through the door.
"What exactly is this?" he interrogated.
"Uh…its Libby's remember?" Cindy exclaimed.
"Oh…then why do you have it?" Jimmy questioned.
"She…made a copy…" Cindy covered.
"I see…but why does it have your name on it?" Jimmy questioned.
"Libby wrote it…" Cindy answered.
"But it's typed," Jimmy replied.
"Well…you see…she…um…made me the godmother!" Cindy explained.
"Oh, that's sweet…" Jimmy sweetly replied.
"Yeah, I know, well, I'm tired, so…um…goodnight…" Cindy replied.
"Goodnight, Cin," Jimmy bid. Jimmy kissed Cindy goodnight, turned off the light, and crawled into bed. He had been so tired before he saw the sonogram, or whatever it was called. Now he just lay awake pondering all the clues. She had gone to the doctor, came back and called Libby, whom, may I add, came from a whole different country, suddenly pregnancy test results showed up, and finally, Cindy was caught gazing at it, and last, but certainly not least, she was trying to hide the fact that she was glancing over the results. And…BRAIN BLAST! Once all the "hints" were put together, he had absolutely no doubt that…Well…there as only one thing left to do…call the doctor. However, it was 12:37; surely no doctors were working at this hour. WAIT! He suddenly remembered that he had sent Cindy to a 24 hour doctor. Of course, in the nighttime the doctor would only take emergencies, but if he called, the receptionist could surely look up what had taken place during Cindy's office visit. He scrambled out of bed, and tried to find the doctor's card or anything with his phone number on it. Suddenly, he remembered seeing the doctor's phone umber on the Ultrasound. He searched his noggin for where the Ultrasound was at this moment.
"Oh, of course, she probably put it under her pillow," he muttered to himself. He tip-toed into the bedroom and attempted to pull the ultrasound out from under her pillow without waking her. Attempted being the key word.
The moment he started to lift her pillow, she murmured, "Jimmy?" He was so surprised just as he touched the Ultrasound that he immediately jerked his hand away.
"Jimmy…you should go to bed," she continued sleepily. Although he was almost positive she was asleep, he left the room because with her you could never tell. He left the room wishing he had stayed long enough to grab the ultrasound. However when he reached to pull open the refrigerator, he was so surprised to find the ultrasound in his hand that he dropped it. (A/N: It brings shame to the word 'genius', we know) Jimmy picked the ultrasound up and dialed the number on the bottom right hand corner.
"Hello, this is Dr. Rank's office, how can I help you?" Came the receptionist's dull monotone.
"Yes…can I ask you what happened at a certain woman's visit yesterday?"
"Um…I'm kind of tired. I don't want to access the files right now. Call back in the morning. Goodnight," she answered, then came a click as she hung up.
"That was sure worth all of the trouble," Jimmy grumbled to himself.
He finally gave up and decided to hit the hay. He tried as hard as he could to sleep peacefully, but when he finally fell asleep, all he dreamed about was Cindy, looking evil, taunting, "Yes, the baby! You're going to be a father! Like it or not there's a baby coming your way!" He woke up at 7 am with those words echoing through his brain, Cindy to the left of him, was dreaming about unicorns and fairy palaces. Apparently, this dream was doing a good job at keeping her asleep, so jimmy snuck out of the room to call the doctor. Unfortunately, when he called, the phone was busy. He resolved to call back 5 minutes later. But, with his luck, the next two times the phone was also busy. He decided to go to bed and call again when he woke up. When he did wake up an hour later, he was horrendified to hear Cindy in the kitchen, loading the dishwasher. He tried to stealthily sneak out of bed, into the kitchen, grab the ultrasound, and dial Dr. Rank's umber in the bedroom without Cindy noticing. He succeeded. Luckily, Cindy was watching TV while she was "loading" the dishwasher, and was so preoccupied with the "double-tasking" that Jimmy seemed invisible. Once Jimmy was in his room he, once again, dialed the doctor's number. This time, a very preppy girl answered the phone.
"Hello, this is like Dr. Rank's office, he's an MD,"
"Nice to know, may I ask you what Cindy Vortex did at her appointment?"
"Um…like…um…YES!"
"You're supposed to answer my question!"
"Oh…like…um…yeah…Never heard of a Cindy Vortex, but maybe Dr. Rank will…he's on his break…so he can like answer your questions," Before Jimmy could say 'thanks' Dr. Rank answered the phone.
"Hello," Dr. Rank answered.
"Hi, has a Libby Folfax been to your office?"
"No, I'm sorry-"
"What about a Cindy Vortex?"
"Not her either,"
"Whoa, Jimmy, you've really lost your mind. Oh yeah, what about Cindy Neutron?"
"Yeah, she dropped in yesterday, around 9 am,"
"What exactly happened during the visit?"
"At first, we diagnosed her with morning sickness but then, Nurse Nancy, and I had some assumptions, so we gave her an ultrasound,"
"Then what happened?"
"Uh oh…an emergency, I've got to go," Dr. Rank yelled into the phone.
"Um…thanks," Jimmy replied after the doctor had hung up. But that wasn't the point. Cindy, not Mindy, was pregnant and he was married to Cindy, not Mindy. He would be a father!
End Flashback
"Yeah, but I actually didn't tell him for another month," Mrs. Neutron mumbled. "…And the whole time he was saying, 'Don't you want to tell me something?' then I'd reply, 'Like what?' and then he'd answer, 'It was just a question, I mean, you really didn't have to answer' It was truly quite amusing!"
"Yeah, for the person who knew I knew that you knew you were pregnant," Mr. Neutron bluntly answered. Mrs. Neutron just shook her head in despair.
"Anyways, this is a picture of Carl, Libby, Sheen, Cindy and I at Sheen and Libby's wedding reception," Mr. Neutron declared.
"I remember that day very clearly…the reception was on a boat…it was unbelievable! I wore a florescent pink gown that Libby picked out for me…the band was great…and everything was going off without a hitch," Cindy reminisced. She paused to addsuspension.
"Then what, mommy?" Lachelle interrogated
"Well…"
Flashback
"This reception is great!" Cindy exclaimed with a with a little umbrella with an octopus on top of it.
"Well, not it's as good as yours but I guess it's all right!" Libby modestly approved. Cindy was wearing a florescent, pink, 1 gown that Libby had picked out for her, while Libby was wearing nearly the same dress, but it was prettier and it was non-fat. (A/N: If you don't get the whole 1 and non-fat thing, we don't expect you to. It is an inside joke that would take hours to explain…) While they gossiped for a while, Jimmy (who was wearing his best suit which he had worn when receiving his first Nobel Prize) was desperately trying to spot Sheen to congratulate him. Meanwhile, Carl, with his hair slicked back, who was wearing a lime green suit and his interesting-looking new tie with llamas on it, had just gotten a kiwi smoothie and was all ready to go over and talk to Jimmy. All of a sudden, he spotted one of Libby's gorgeous cousins and noticed she was also carrying a kiwi smoothie. He was about to go over and ask her if she liked the smoothie as much as he did, when, he felt something sharp hit his behind. In the next second, he fell overboard, dropping his kiwi smoothie. In the next few seconds under the water, he realized he must have continued to walk backwards while he looked at the girl with the kiwi smoothie and pondered about asking her if she liked the smoothie. The next thing he heard was "Man overboard!" and a sharp whistle. Then he was being pulled upwards by a buey. When he opened he eyes, he realized a lifeguard was in the water next to him.
"Are you alright?" she questioned him.
"Yeah…but I dropped my kiwi smoothie," he replied.
"That's okay, that can be cleaned up easily," she reassured. He didn't add that it wasn't the mess he was worrying about. When he got back on board and changed into some dry clothes, he spent the rest of the reception looking for that girl with the kiwi smoothie. It wasn't easy, since he had been looking mainly at her smoothie, not her. He knew she had brown, wavy, shoulder length hair, but that was about it. One time he thought he spotted her, but she wasn't holding a kiwi smoothie, so he just bowed and exalted.
End Flashback
"Yeah, that was definitely a day to be remembered," Jimmy decided.
To be continued…
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