Author's Note: Been a while, huh? For one, I lost all my notes and forgot where I was going with this. So now it's going a little differently. And I know the girls' plan is ridiculous, but sometimes the plans Jimmy and friends came up with in the show itself could be a little silly, so just trying to roll with that (and for the record, their plan is actually what I originally thought up when I first started this story). Thanks for sticking with me!

"Are you seriously just going to lay there? What good is that going to do?"

Jimmy rolled himself up off the floor and glanced in the direction the familiar voice had come from. Cindy stood there, hands planted firmly on her hips with her lips curled into a scowl. He felt his mind struggle to catch up. It didn't seem right for her to be there...how had she gotten there? And she looked different. It was still obviously Cindy, but she looked too perfect. He had always found her pretty, but she was glowing and any trace of the slight flaws (such as the acne that sometimes creeped in on her pre-teen skin) was gone.

"Think, Neutron!" She demanded.

"There's no light..." he said slowly.

"Good."

"So I shouldn't be able to see you. And there isn't a door here, so you can't be here." He sighed. "You're not here, are you?" She shook her head, the scowl changing into a frown. "You're a product of my imagination. Because I'm going crazy from isolation and lack of food."

"Not so fast, Brain Boy," Cindy contradicted, "I am a product of your imagination, but maybe I'm here to help. And we have to work at it fast – if your mind is desperate enough to be conjuring me up, it means we don't have much time left."

"Until..."

"Until you know what. I'm part of your mind, so you know exactly what I'm thinking – you don't have much time left before you end up starving. Which means they're either coming to kill you soon or they miscalculated your needs. I'm basically your mind's last attempt at a Brain Blast," she explained. "Apparently you feel that I'm the one who best motivates you when you feel like giving up."

Jimmy felt himself instinctively try to reach out to her, but even if she were real she would be too far away. He shook his head until it felt slightly less foggy then got on his hands and knees and started searching his jail, feeling around yet again to see if he had missed some possible escape route.

"If I can't find any way out...if I do starve...I want you to know that I lo-"

She cut him off. "Don't even think about it, Neutron. You stay alive long enough to tell the real Cindy.

"This plan is stupid," Cindy said, scratching at the fake mustache yet again. Libby batted her hand away.

"Stop that, or you will get us caught," Libby had a fake goatee on. April had a full length fake beard – all courtesy of Jimmy's hyper cube. Libby checked the GPS on her cell phone – she had downloaded the exact location of Goddard's holding place there.

Just as they had previously thought, it was a small home. It looked like most places on Earth, in fact – this house was at the end of a cul-de-sac near multiple nearly identical houses. The girls made their way up the porch and April knocked.

"Ok, so when they answer this is when I will bludgeon them with the clipboard, right?" the gorlock whispered.

Libby gave a sharp "No!" just as Cindy was going "Maybe..."

"No," Libby repeated again firmly. April deflated a little but didn't contradict her. Libby chose to take this as a good sign.

Cindy bounced in place as she waited for the door to open, feeling more impatient by the second. "Are we sure someone's even home? Why would they keep Goddard here? None of this makes any-" Libby and April both clamped their hands over Cindy's mouth just as the door creaked open.

"Yes?" A woman opened the door. She looked like a human Earthling, only her skin was too shiny – it reflected the sunlight into the girls' eyes.

"Um, yes...ma'am," Cindy cleared her throat and tried to deepen it, hoping that this woman appearing human meant she wouldn't think it odd that two humans and a Gorlock were now standing on her front porch. "We are with the Intergalactic Cable Network and just wanted to see about getting you hooked up with our system today!"

"Fastest in the galaxy," Libby added, "Over nine million tv channels and ...like...six of them have good shows some of the time! Can't beat that!"

Too honest, Libs,Cindy resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her best friend. "Anyway, we'll just come right in to get you started," she attempted to gently push the woman out of the way. To her surprise, it was like trying to move a brick wall.

April stepped in to push the woman from the other side. "What the...?"

The woman's smile widened. Then continued to do so, past the point of what should have been possible until her skin started tearing in her cheeks.

"I've seen like ...three horror movies with scenes like this and I think we need to run," Libby hooked one arm into April's arm and the other into Cindy's, trying to haul the other girls along with her. Unfortunately, while no push over Libby was the weakest of the bunch and couldn't get either of the other two to move even an inch.

The woman's skin continued to tear in jagged little pieces, showing it had merely been a covering someone had placed over her real body. Her real, metal body.

"Vandana?!" April cried as the robot's real face finally became completely visible. "But you were working for us – you had Meldar on the Intergalactic Shopping Network to make him do all those vapid demonstrations. Why would you be helping him?"

"Why thank you, April, what a lovely introduction!" Vandana started into her typical game show assistant role, "You're absolutely right, I did enjoy being on Intergalactic Shopping Network, but Meldar reprogrammed me," she chuckled, "And now I just want to see the end of all the little Jellybags!" Her body went from the usual svelte figure to the more hulking figure Cindy and April had previously fought. April tossed the clipboard she'd been holding at Vandana's head, but to no effect.

Cindy glanced around, trying to figure out a plan as Vandana picked April up and tossed her halfway across the yard. The alien snarled in response, charging back up the porch and headbutting the robot in the stomach.

Cindy grabbed Libby and pitched her inside the house "Find Goddard!"

"But what about you two?"

"We'll hold her off as long as we can – but if you get Goddard you can reprogram her!" Cindy shouted just as Vandana grabbed her around the middle. "Get going!" she demanded as she began struggling.

Libby nodded though she wasn't sure her friend could see her. "Ok, if I were a robot trying to hide a robot dog, where would I put him?" She stopped inside the house, momentarily considering checking the backyard for a dog house. "...You're thinking like Sheen again," she chastised herself. "Keep thinking..."

Libby was not one to do a Brain Blast. She was not one to even try it – but she could, and did, know how to keep herself calm and focused. Trying not to think of what might be happening outside to her best friend and to April, she took a deep breath.

They wouldn't want Goddard to be too visible, just in case, or they wouldn't have bothered dressing Vandana up and putting her in a house instead of having her guard Goddard in a real prison. So he's either in an attic or a basement, and this house doesn't look like it has a basement...Libby reasoned before dashing up the stairs. She heard a crash from outside but forced herself to keep going – hopefully the fact she hadn't heard a scream accompanying the crash was a good sign.

Ignoring the rooms upstairs, she jumped for the rope for the attic door as soon as she saw it. The door pulled down and the ladder automatically folded in front of her. She tore up the stairs as quickly as she could.

Goddard was floating in a yellow bubble above the ground but was facing away from her. After a few seconds of inspection, the bubble crackled blue and Libby knew it was electrified. "Ok, boy, can you hear me?"

Goddard whipped around, his tail wagging happily as he barked his response.

"I guess so," she chuckled. "But I'm betting your tech doesn't work from in here or you would have gotten yourself out, right?" Goddard whimpered. "Yeah, I got you. Ok, so..what to do here?"

She had been too engrossed in her predicament and hadn't noticed Vandana sneaking up behind her – not until Goddard barked a warning. Libby ducked just as Vandana reached for her, sending the robot right into the electric field around Goddard.

"And for the pr-pri-price...price of...but wait, there's more!" Vandana twitched as she went through multiple sales pitches before dropping to the floor. The field disrupted by the sudden short circuit Vandana had caused, Goddard dropped down, landing on top of the other robot.

"Libby, we're here!" Cindy had limped her way up the stairs, followed shortly by April, both looking worse for the wear. Cindy's usually neat ponytail was frizzed with multiple strands hanging out and she had a black eye. April was holding her right arm gingerly, signaling to Libby that it was probably broken.

"I'm fine..you two uh...you two may need to rest up before we try to take on Meldar." Noticing that the other two had lost their fake facial hair in the brawl, Libby finally removed her own fake beard and tossed it on the ground.

"We don't have time!" Cindy snapped. "And where's...Vandana...?" she finally took in the site of the smoking pile of metal. "What did you do to her, Libs?"

Libby smirked. "Oh, you know, just a karate chop here, some ju-jitsu...you're not falling for this at all, are you? Ok, fine, she ran into the force field she was holding Goddard in."

"Goddard?" In response, the robot dog rushed up to Cindy, licking her in the face. "I missed you, boy," she hugged him tightly. "I'm so glad you're all right. But Goddard, we need you to do something. Can you find Jimmy?"

Goddard lifted his front panel to reveal his screen, which typed out the words in response.

Jimmy does not have a tracking unit

"I was afraid you'd say something like that. We're just going to have to hope the guys are with him," Cindy swallowed hard in order to keep the tears that were threatening to fall in check. "Search Carl Wheezer and Sheen Estevez."

"I thought you had both said you could not locate those two?" April asked, confused.

"Not from Earth," Libby admitted, "But here we're probably closer to them...probably and even if we aren't Jimmy tends to put his best upgrades and software into Goddard. If he can't do it, we're just going to have to go planet to planet turning over rocks and knocking on doors or something."

Sheen and Carl have been located. Planet: Yolkus.

When Eustace had pressed his button, back on Earth Blix snapped to attention – his cell phone had been equipped to pick up the alarm. He muttered to himself as he deciphered the code. "Jah...jah...Ok, so he pressed ze three..."

He nodded to himself as he pulled up a map of Retroville on his phone. "Ah, yes, zhere is ze Neutron house. On my way, mein herr!" he saluted as though Eustace could see him.

Of course he didn't know if the Neutrons would help at all. He merely copied out the full text of what Eustace had sent him, hoping that showing Jimmy's parents would be enough to get their help. And knowing that it would at the very least get their attention. The help would follow, so long as they believed him.

The note Eustace had sent translated to:

Jimmy Neutron's life in terrible danger – if he is not saved, Earth will follow soon after. And all of my stuff (this sentence Blix had crossed out). Jimmy currently being held on a small planet that myself and the rest of the so-called "League of Villains" are occupying. I cannot save him, for fear that they will find me and hurt me. (this Blix also crossed out, but more out of a sense of loyalty to keeping his young charge's craven nature a secret – even if most people already knew) Presumably his friends and family would be more amenable to possibly getting killed in the effort to save him. Find them and get help. All of our lives depend on it.