The next day at school and sometime during the day, Carl was at his locker trading in old text books for new ones for his next class. Upon shutting the lock door, Libby was right on the other side smiling back at Carl.

"Hey Carl, wassup?"

"Hey Libby."

"I've been looking for you. There's something I wanted to ask." Libby wasn't sure how to approach this. Right now she was still finding her groove on how to handle being sneaky.

Carl didn't know where this was heading, but he hadn't forgotten about the incident of yesterday when he caught Libby in the company of Cindy, both looking awfully suspicious...

"You were down in his lab yesterday, right? You were probably helping him on his science fair entry?'

"Yeah," he proceeded cautiously. Carl was never good under pressure. "Yeah he needed me for some tests but I had no idea what they were or what it was he was entering this year. It was to complex for him to explain he said." Carl hoped this answer would suffice; it was truthfully all he knew on the subject and didn't think Libby could obtain any incriminating information from it if that was her aim.

"Yeah, I know what you mean; I can never understand any of Jimmy's technical jargon." She played the chummy I-can-relate card. "Sheen was also telling me about helping Jimmy with his project," she embellished on what Sheen had really told her. "He said his weird 'orb' thingy project was rather elaborate."

Carl recalled back to yesterday when Jimmy told him he had tested it on Sheen previously.

"Oh yah," he recalled with a chuckle, totally unaware that Libby made up her story. "It is elaborate but remember, I have no idea what it does so don't try." Carl had to get to his next class before he was late. "See you around Libby."

"Now what was that about?" Jimmy thought skeptically, watching Carl bounce to class. By chance, he had been on his own way to class but needed to stop by his locker when he happened on the peculiar conversation. Fortunately Libby hadn't left yet.

"Hey, wait up Libby," Jimmy called out, eyeing her down distrustfully. She was after all a potential accomplice to Cindy.

"What were you discussing with Carl there?"

"You heard?"

"I saw."

"Oh. Well nothing really. Sheen wanted me to tell him about the new… Llamaman vs. Ultra Lord Movie." She lied through her teeth, cursing Cindy all the while for having to tell more lies to cover up others to save her stinkin' butt.

"Then why did he look nervous?"

"Couldn't say, maybe he's worried he won't get tickets in time before it sells out?" she shrugged then prepared to leave when Cindy rounded the corner right into the interrogation. "Hey Cin, I'll see you later for our plans out of town tonight," she winked at her friend then left in a rush.

Cindy noticed her dumbfounded genius friend just standing there not saying a word. "What's up Neutron?" She addressed her boyfriend/adversary without paying too much attention.

"Cindy what is going on? A new 'Llamaman vs. Ultra Lord' movie? That's what Libby just told me."

"I have honestly no clue what you're talking about." The scheming girl snickered, face hidden in her locker, trying to hold it back what she knew by keeping concentrated on getting the correct books.

"You know, you can be very dangerous when you want to be."

"I had no idea."

"I think you do." Jimmy's initial thoughts of an underhanded calculated affair taking place were sailing away and all he could do or think about was his Cindy. Why is it he loved her more when he knew she was up to no good and worse, when he was probably the goal of her secret assassination plot? It was not a question he could find the answer for, but she aroused him when she got like this. Maybe that's why he always looked forward to Retroville's annual science fair, so he could have the privilege of not only witnessing her like this but being her target. It gave him a smug satisfaction. Jimmy grabbed Cindy into an embrace, call it fraternizing with the enemy if you will, but she went along with it and the two began making out in the hall when they should have probably have been getting to class.

"That's what he said." Libby assured her insane best friend. It was the day after Libby's trial run as a detective and the girls had met up at Cindy's house for a final debriefing before the final phase of Cindy's operation was initiated; scheduled for Thursday night.

"Perfect. Okay I have everything all figured out for the perfect sabotage."

Libby stared her friend down, maybe it was wishful thinking to think she would go back now.

"You're really going through with this?"

"You bet! I want Jimmy to stay with me more than anything but I know that if he really has to go, he will, but I'll at least have last minute revenge. It'll give him something to think about while he's off attending some prestigious school." Cindy grabbed her blue-prints. "Toothpaste is our key ingredient. Although I don't know which kind… oh well, we'll just buy one of every kind and we'll need at least three gallons to be enough." The future perpetrator pulled out her saved money for the purchase, checking to see if there was enough.

"I can't believe you want me to pool my hard earned money to buy three gallons of TOOTHPASTE," Libby cried. Reluctantly she had to hand Cindy the cash she'd been hording. It was a sight too gruesome to witness so she looked the other way with a final farewell. "Goodbye new CD's."

"Let's not be overdramatic, it's for a good cause. Now let's go."

"Wait, since you've altered your entry this year, what are you going to give the judges this year?"

"Oh, I'll still enter in the prototype headphones. They judge alphabetically, they'll be doing Jimmy's before they do mine. Now let's get going."

It was later testified by local shoppers that on Wednesday evening an eccentric duo, camouflaged in pink and black, entered the local drug mart, literally assaulting cashiers and threatening innocent bystanders for assistance in purchasing and bagging gallons of: toothpaste. The bizarre spectacle, accounted by those innocent eyewitnesses, say, judging by the duo's attire, the two were likely to have been some very determined but unconventional girls.