Hey, I own Jimmy Neutron now!!!! Keith Alcorn and John A. Davis show up, seeking vengeance Um, OK, OK, I still don't!!!!!
Anyway, as I said before these chapters were short for So I combined TWO this time, again, just for you guys...
Chapter 12: Dork Parade
As Sheen, Carl, Cindy, and Libby plunged through the air, Goddard sprang off the edge and swooped down after them! The kids were nearing the ground, but Goddard's powerful rocket thrust him down at a faster rate than they fell. Stretching out his neck to its full length, he snatched up Carl and threw him, screaming, on his back. Then Goddard reached for Sheen and clung to the back of his shirt with his metal teeth. Quickly he deposited the boys on the ground and soared back up to save Cindy and Libby seconds before they would have hit the ground. With a thud and a grunt, Libby stopped screaming and landed on Goddard's back. She looked over at her friend, who seemed a little shaken, but not nearly as traumatized as she was. As soon as Goddard landed, Cindy hopped lightly off his back. Still trembling, Libby didn't move right away, while Carl lay sprawled on the ground using his inhaler. Sheen, however, seemed as calm as Cindy—well, maybe "calm" isn't the right word…
"Let's do that again!" he cried.
Carl still lay motionless on the ground. "I think I'm having heart palpitations!" he exclaimed.
"Oh, quit your whining, Llama-freak!" Cindy snapped. "I think you could take into consideration that I just saved your life!"
"After almost killin' us!" Libby broke in.
Oblivious to Libby's and Carl's discomfort, Sheen could barely contain his excitement. Not that he really tried. "That was awesome!"
Ignoring Sheen, Libby finally climbed off Goddard's back and looked back up at the edge they fell from, far overhead. The other kids followed her example—except Carl, who was too busy lying on the ground—but couldn't see any sign of Beautiful Gorgeous or the others.
"I don't understand why Neutron wanted us to leave without him," Cindy remarked, frowning thoughtfully up at the cliff. "And why hasn't he escaped yet?"
"He's gotta get Jet back on our side, remember?" Libby reasoned. "He knows what he's doin'."
Carl stood to his feet at last and brought them all back to their own situation. "Now what are we going to do?"
"Beautiful Gorgeous must think we're dead," Cindy mused, "so she'll probably leave the island…if she has another means of transportation. So we'll need to find some shale, fix the Hover-Sub, and find a way to stop Beautiful Gorgeous and save Jimmy."
"But where are we gonna find shale?" Libby questioned.
For the first time, the kids studied their surroundings. They were in a deep valley with steep cliffs of rock towering high above them on every side. A stream ran through the valley, past the kids, and into a jungle rising up before them. The jungle grew so thickly together and cast such deep shadows that it was hard to see into it: they could make out a few dim shapes, but mostly all they could see was ominous blackness. Mist rose from the trees, the leaves stirred—not from the wind, but from a hundred unseen creatures—and eerie sounds pierced the still, heavy air.
Cindy broke the kids' anxious silence. "This way." Without hesitation, she began to head toward the opposite cliff on the other side of the valley—straight through the jungle. Goddard kept close by, and Libby followed with Sheen walking cheerfully by her side. Keeping his inhaler handy, Carl reluctantly trailed them.
"That fall aggravated my lower vertebrae, and I think I broke my scapula," he announced, but everyone ignored him.
A few minutes later Carl broke the silence again. "Can't we ride Goddard like we did on Mars?"
"No!" Cindy exclaimed short-temperedly. "The jungle is too dense, so stop whining!"
Sheen gazed cheerfully at the tall, vine-entangled trees looming ahead. "Ah, into the jungle!" he said casually. "What adventures await us? What mosquito-infested air and pits of inescapable quicksand? What alligators and giant man-eating plants? What blood-sucking bats, vicious snakes, and tribes of insatiable cannibals? What—"
Cindy glared at him and he stopped.
"My feet hurt, and I'm thirsty!" Carl complained only moments afterward.
"Oh, no!" Sheen burst out. "This is like Ultralord episode 388 when the dreaded Swamp Monster lures victims to the edge of his marshy home by causing severe foot cramping and a strange desire for dirty, bacteria-ridden water!"
Cindy held up a fist. "If I hear one more word out of either of you, you'll regret it!"
"She makes a forceful argument," Sheen muttered to Carl.
Aboard her father's hovercraft, Beautiful Gorgeous agitatedly paced the floor of the room that had become Jimmy's prison. Jet Fusion and Jimmy sat watching her, one admiringly and the other apprehensively. Bolbi, awake at last, was oblivious to everyone else as he devoured a shish kabob and gazed at it with large, round eyes.
"I can't believe my father had to ruin everything by calling and demanding that I wait for him to do anything, so that he can take over the world too! I wanted to do it myself! He always spoils the fun," Beautiful Gorgeous complained. Suddenly, she turned to Jimmy. "Oh, well, I can still use you to help form a faultless plan to bring me world domination! Now I will use my father's invention to make certain you will obey my every command!" She lifted a glass full of a bubbling blue fluid. "His mind control potion! Drink, and be mine forever!" She laughed with arms raised and fingers curled like talons while her face contorted crazily.
Jimmy was only partially alarmed. "But your father can't finish anything!" he protested. "How did he manage to complete a mind-control device that actually retains its victim in its relentless grasp without undesirably malfunctioning?"
Beautiful Gorgeous raised an eyebrow and stared at him. "Do you always talk like that?" she demanded flatly.
"I'm a genius, remember?"
Without bothering to answer, Beautiful Gorgeous held out the glass as if she was about to force Jimmy to drink it. However, he stopped her by holding up a hand and talking again.
"That doesn't look safe. And if it harms me, you'll lose the chance of having my intellect on your side," Jimmy said, trying to appear calm. After seeing what had happened to Jet, he feared Professor Calamitous might truly have made a breakthrough and actually finished something.
"But you won't cooperate without this potion," Beautiful argued, obviously growing impatient.
"That's why you'll have Jet Fusion, your loyal accomplice, watch me to ensure that I obey you and don't escape or interfere with your plans," Jimmy replied.
"Well, that sounds reasonable enough."
"Of course!" Jimmy exclaimed. "I'm a genius! I excel at reasoning!"
"Fine," Beautiful conceded. "Jet Fusion will watch you while you form ingenious plans for my world-takeover!" She glanced over at Bolbi. "And the irritating foreign exchange student can keep you company so I won't have to watch him eat another shish kabob." She started to leave, when Jimmy spoke up again and stopped her in her tracks.
"Uh, Beautiful Gorgeous?" The boy hesitated a little. "I was thinking, now that I'm supposed to help you take over the world, that maybe I wouldn't have to be restrained in a chair anymore?"
Suspicion swept over the woman's face for a moment, then vanished. "Very well. Jet, get him out of there."
It was at that moment she and Jimmy noticed that, for once, Jet WASN'T staring at Beautiful Gorgeous; he was gazing at the shish kabob Bolbi was eating!
"Shish kabobs!" he exclaimed, completely ignoring Beautiful Gorgeous's command. "They're my favorite food!"
"They are?" Beautiful and Jimmy asked simultaneously, both dumbfounded. But in an instant, Beautiful had snapped out of her confused stare and impatiently repeated her order.
"But, babe," Jet objected, "I love shish kabobs!" He picked one up off the plate sitting near Bolbi and took a bite.
"RELEASE JIMMY NEUTRON!" Beautiful Gorgeous shouted, infuriated.
Immediately, Jet Fusion turned back to Beautiful Gorgeous and the dreamy stare returned to his eyes. Once again, he placed his hand over his heart. "Forgive me, my blooming daffodil! Anything you say!" He hurried over to Jimmy's chair.
"Where does he come up with these nicknames?" Beautiful muttered.
Jet Fusion released Jimmy, who hopped down from the seat and rubbed his sore wrists, and Beautiful headed for the door again.
"Jet will keep a sharp eye on you, so don't try any tricks, Jimmy Neutron!" she warned. Then she exited the room, leaving Jimmy alone with Jet Fusion and Bolbi, who was still eating. Jet Fusion watched Beautiful Gorgeous go with a dazed expression, then, remembering the shish kabob still in his hand, he took another bite.
"Now that Beautiful Gorgeous is finally gone, maybe her influence on Jet Fusion will wear off," Jimmy said to himself. "After all, he doesn't seem to be completely under her control, so he must not have drunk the mind control potion. But there's definitely something that's almost controlling him…but what?" Jimmy frowned in thought. "There has to be a way to convince him to come back to our side!"
Bolbi wagged a finger at him as he still held his half-eaten shish kabob in his other hand. "Bolbi don't think so!"
Jimmy looked back to Jet Fusion, who had finished the shish kabob. Now he was holding a framed picture of Beautiful Gorgeous and gazing at it with a ridiculously dazed face.
"Uh…this could be harder than I thought," Jimmy commented.