A/n: Making for lost time...oy...
Characters (C) NOT ME.
"Ugh! Nerdtron's becoming sloppy!" Cindy screeched, redialing her boyfriend's home phone number. When she saw that there was no response from it after 5 tones, she quickly dialed the prodigy's personal cell phone number. After about 3 tones, the boy finally picked up the call.
"Yes?" Jimmy asked, his voice brimming with laughter.
What the hell is he so damn happy about, the teenage girl thought as she faked her usual merry voice, "Hey, honey! About today's date to the movies?"
"Shit, that was today?" he asked, while laughing a bit more.
"Well yeah, pudding," she pouted. That's not like Wonderbrain to forget a date. "Look, um, I'm sorry I can't make it," she continued.
"You can't?" Jimmy asked, followed by a loud THUMP. "Ow…Really? Gee, um ok. I'll just sell off the tickets then. We can go on another date some other time. Take care," he added, hanging up the phone.
Cindy grinned maliciously thinking, How naïve can you get?, while walking down the sidewalk. There, leaning on a tree trunk, was her real man, Nick.
"So are we set for the carnival, or did your little boyfriend say no?" he smiled as he wrapped one arm around her waist.
"Puh-lease, Nicky. Neutron's so blind, he'll let me do anything just to be his girl," she cackled.
Meanwhile, at the Neutron residence…
"Oh shit, are you ok?" Timmy shrieked as he aided his friend up. Before and during the cell phone call, the boy had been gently and playfully kissing and licking the other's neck and collar bone, making the other laugh so hard that he fell from the bed's corner and straight into the floor.
"Yeah, I'm good. It's just a slight concussion to my dorsal cranial area," Jimmy laughed, patting Timmy's head.
"So," the latter asked, placing his hand on the other's cheek, "What did she want?"
"Nothing really, just letting me know she was going to cheat on me again," he replied, taking that hand and kissing each finger with loving care, making its owner shiver with delight.
"Wow, you guys trust each other so much." Timmy replied softly as Jimmy continued with his affections. "But won't she be suspicious?"
"As long as her happiness isn't affected, I'm good." The prodigy explained as he placed a demure kiss on his friend's lips. Jimmy felt blissfully ignorant of his surroundings. "I could blow the school and she won't give a damn if she's happily in Nick's pants." This statement brought on a thought that had developed within the genius ever since Timmy questioned his romantic relationships.
"Hey Timmy…there's this movie premiere this Friday…Ultralord versus the Jerkinator…and since I am apparently dateless…" Jimmy fumbled ever so adorably, making the boy laugh a bit. Oh god, I'm actually falling for him! He frenzied mentally, and as fast as his ramble began so did it end with a,
"I'd love to go with you."
Jimmy could swear he had a heart attack when Timmy responded but he might as well he wished he had one when he added, "We should take Carl and Sheen too."
No! I want this to be our special move! Wait, ULTRALORD VERSUS THE JERKINATOR! That's not a first date movie! And what the hell am I rambling on about?! Timmy and I are just friends! FRIENDS!
"Unless you don't want them to come along." Timmy inquired with a sultry voice that made the genius shudder with every breath.
"Actually, I just thought it could be like the old days where we would have these outrageous adventures, just the two of us," he mumbled, looking away embarrassed. He couldn't bear to see his friend's reaction to his invitation, the predictable rejection. Instead, he got tackled into the fluffy pillows, making them explode and release thousands of ashen feathers into the air. He looked up to see his friend over him with the most angelical and beautiful smile the genius had ever seen; pink full lips curved from cheek to cheek, azure eyes staring lovingly upon his own, fluff falling all around him, and it made him blush a deep scarlet.
"Sure…" Timmy whispered, pecking a tender kiss.
A few minutes later, both were on their way to the theater. There had been a small dispute over Timmy's attire, which was torn and dirty, and its removal. Timmy insisted that he was all right by himself and that his energy was back, even though he could tell the prodigy had innocent intentions. The boy managed to fill up a nice school cotton shirt and a pair of jeans the other had donated.
Damn, was all the genius could think as the boy strolled to the front door.
On the way, Timmy told Jimmy about his unusual power and its dangerous side effects.
"It's like someday I won't be able to wake up from a vision. I'm afraid I'll die alone and no one will remember me." Timmy explained as they walked to the movie theater. "It's the worst way to die."
"But it's technically impossible for a person to die without anyone to remember him or her by." Jimmy said as he calculated the statistics.
"You'd be surprised." Timmy replied head facing the floor, leaving Jimmy perplexed.
"Turner, where did that come from?" the prodigy asked as he caught up. Timmy simply faced him and told him flat out, "People die and everyone forgets about them eventually."
Jimmy stopped in his tracks and reflected on what his friend said. It rang so true with Cindy's desire to always one-up him back when they were children. How she always injured not only his pride every time he drew up an invention. Jimmy's mother always told him that it was common behavior in girls her age when they liked a boy.
As they drew closer to the mega event, Jimmy ran up to Timmy and laid an uncorrupted kiss on his cheek and held him close. For once, the genius didn't care who was watching him commit this act; he just wanted to thank the young man for the liberating thought. Words would fall too short, even vulgar for said act.
Timmy blushed lightly and his eyes shone brilliant against the dull environment as Jimmy held him close, close enough to hear the rapidly beating heart. In a split second they separated, as if nothing had happened. The boy understood that his friend was not yet comfortable with him being there so he gave him his space while he bought the tickets.
"Why did you go?" Jimmy asked, intrigued.
"Because you didn't give me permission to hold your hand." Timmy explained, digging into the freshly popped popcorn.
"You don't need my permission to do that."
"I do if you're still in a relationship and the fact that you obviously don't want me to walk around holding your hand and practically scream 'This is my boyfriend so lay off bitches.'"
Jimmy gazed on the younger boy, his head formulating a comeback, but nothing came to mind. The statement was again straight to the point and made him ponder once more. Damn him.