Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron.
This is not a typical amnesia story plot. He just doesn't remember the last fifteen years. He isn't going to fall in love with Cindy, because he has amnesia. He is going to realize that he always loved her.
"James!" Jimmy turned to look at Cindy immediately. He had no clue why, he wasn't used to going by James, heck even his parents rarely called him that. But there he was staring at Vortex. "You're probably not going to like this. But…" she grabbed his hand, "your house is huge and under slight renovation. If you let go of my hand, you will get lost."
He arched his eyebrow slightly, but he didn't pull his hand away. It felt good in an odd sort of way. Gross! Jimmy, get a hold of yourself. It's Cindy!
Cindy decided not to tell him that his hand had tightened its grip around her own. She began to lead him through the maze of hallways between the lab and front door. "You couldn't have made a more complicated house design?"
Jimmy shrugged. "Maybe that was the plan, I've been thinking of a way to keep unwanted people out of my lab for years. That was why I had my DNA scanner."
"You still have that."
He stopped examining the art on the walls for a moment. "Then how did you get the door open?"
"You added the rest of us to your database in middle school." Jimmy gave her a skeptical look. "We all started hanging out in fifth grade."
She finally pulled him into his foyer. "My car's outside. C'mon."
Jimmy looked outside the giant bay windows. "Why doesn't your car have wheels?" Cindy gave him a look. "Wait did I build us all hover cars?"
"More like patented them. Everyone owns one. Driving on the roads is for chumps or collectors. How else do you think you could afford this?" She laughed.
"I'm rich?" He looked around. "Ha, ha!" He began to laugh. He hadn't noticed it before, this house was humungous! "Pukin' Pluto, I'm rich!" He jumped up and down. "How rich?"
She laughed at him. "Very rich. You are the richest man in Texas."
"Admit it, Vortex. Some of my inventions are brilliant."
Cindy rolled her eyes and laughed. "Yeah, yeah. Close the door behind you it locks itself." He complied and headed down to the car. Jimmy headed straight for the driver's side, but she quickly stopped him. "You don't even know your way around your house, let alone where my apartment is! Take shotgun."
Jimmy complained for a moment, but then quickly quieted down as he began to inspect his handiwork. Then a call came in through the car's computer. "'Dancing Queen', let me guess Libby?"
"Yes, shh…" Cindy pressed a button on her steering wheel. "Talk to me Libbs."
"Girl, where on earth did you go? I found a note saying you went to get Jimmy. Why couldn't he drive here himself?"
She sighed. "Could you ask Carl and Sheen whether Jimmy has ever lost his memory before?"
"Girl…?"
"His memory is almost completely wiped, Libbs."
Libby paused for a moment, "Jimmy? Can you hear me?"
"Yeah, I'm just a little dazed."
"Cin, does he know about the…"
"No," she let out a huge sigh. "At the moment I don't think we should tell him." Jimmy watched her hands tighten in their grasp on the wheel. "And tell UltraDork and Llama Boy to keep their traps shut."
Jimmy continued inspecting the car, until Cindy slapped his hand when he tried to open the glove box. "I have private documents in their Nerdtron!" He stuck his tongue out. "Oh really mature! Now I know why I couldn't stand you fifteen years ago."
"Just a question, what does Jimmy remember?"
"I remember the saving us from our pants," Jimmy said. "That is one of the weirdest sentences I have ever uttered. Does that make sense to anyone else?"
The girls replied in the affirmative. "Okay Libby, why don't we start naming different adventures we went on?" She turned to Jimmy. "Tell us if you hear a name or situation you recognize." She waited for him to nod. "Okay Libby I'll start. Martian rubies."
"Macbeth."
"Twonkies.
"Brain Drain Helmet."
"Professor Calamitous."
"Uncharted Pacific Island, Love Potion 976/J, what happened after our news show…."
"LIBBY!" Cindy screamed as her face turned bright red.
"Is he blushing?"
"NO!" She slammed on her brakes. "We're here! We will be up in a moment."
She hung up quickly, not noticing that Jimmy had been watching her every move. When he was eight he had read up on body language, and Cindy was one of the most expressive people he knew. He had always noticed when he wasn't ignoring her. It was actually quite interesting to watch her physical reactions to whatever Libby was talking about. It was obviously something embarrassing and considering Cindy takes martial arts he didn't want to chance it. So he stayed quiet.
"C'mon Nerdtron, the apartment's this way."
Jimmy followed behind her almost dutifully. He was expecting a crisp clean apartment with cheery colors and that's exactly what he saw. However he didn't know what to make of all the moving boxes stacked in the living room. "Who's mov…?"
The genius was interrupted by a bear hug from Carl. "Hey Carl, you can let go I know who you are. I don't remember you looking like this, but…I suppose that's not relevant."
"You remember us!" Carl screamed almost too excitedly.
"This is just like Ultra-Lord episode #364 'The Forgotten Years' when Ultra-Lord forgets about his date and my birthday!" Sheen laughed. Everyone turned to look at him. "Or maybe that was my uncle…oh well!"
"Libbs maybe you should going with him to the therapist."
"Sheen's finally going to therapy?" Jimmy asked. "Who on earth convinced him to do that? I never got through to him."
"My goddess Libby," Sheen replied gesturing to the girl sitting next to him. "I'm down to only a bag of candy a day!"
Jimmy nodded; he had never seen him so still. Of course just as he noticed that Sheen began to twitch. "I'm missing Ultra-Lord!"
Libby patted his shoulder, "Sheen isn't your best friend more important than Ultra-Lord?"
"No."
Well at least I haven't missed much. Everyone's still pretty much the same.
A/N: Do you guys think I should break the news to him? If you've seen Tomorrow Boys, then you probably know what the good future looks like. Anyone else think Jimmy got better at building things and revolutionized Retroville?
P.S. Jimmy: According to a Teacher I had there is no DNA in hair! So either they're wrong, you're wrong, or your world has different scienticfic laws. I'm betting on the third.