A/N: Sorry it's so short. After so much brainstorming at the end of it i was like...I could have sworn this was LONGER! Beside the point, enjoy chapter 14!

Dexter walked off set, his hair still drifting fake smoke from the scene they had just finished. "That's a wrap! Great work today Dexter!" The director yelled as he walked out the room. Dexter nodded in his direction as he walked up to his best friend Mandark, who ironically played his evil nemesis on the show.

"Hey Mandark, want to do something tonight?"

"Sorry Dexter, but this evening I plan on spending some quality time with a lovely female specimen, if you know what I mean."

"I don't think I want to know." Dexter said more to himself as Mandark walked out the room. Dexter turned his attentions to his go to companion Barbra, who would usually spend late nights in the studio working and editing the footage and eating away at the fruit bar.

As she walked up to fruit bar, Dexter spoke up, "Excuse me—"

"Oh sorry, I'm busy." She said, giving Dexter a small smile as she ran out the door and grabbed a banana before she left. Dexter slumped his shoulders and sighed in defeat as the lights inside the studio went out. He walked out the room and took the short trek to his school across the street, his thoughts intent on one room. The research lab.

It was nothing compared to his lab, but it held as much of an attachment as his lab at home. This lab was where he first learned the true essence of science, by his amazing professor, Professor Utonium. He also had a student teacher that Dexter fell in love with at first sight. But it was only a boy's crush. At least that's what he told himself. "Smart and beautiful." He said aloud, as he came closer to the room. The light was surprisingly on and the door was open as well. "Oh, I thought this room was empty." He said, not realizing who was in the room, his head still lowered since he was still in a down mood. "Oh hey Dexter! I'm glad you're here." He perked up the sound of the voice and responded, "You are?!"

"I can't seem to get the viscosity of this emotion right."

"I would be happy to help." He responded, his heart nearly beating outside of his chest as he stood next to Velma Dinkley, the student teacher he had deep affections for.

He stood by her, watching her, even taking a break to snack on marshmallows they burned over the Bunsen burners. As they went to do calculations on the computer, she leaned over and typed on the computer, Dexter looking up into her face. She smelt so good it made his head spin. Like oranges and vanilla.

"Thank for your help Dexter." Velma said with a smile, her hands grasping the jar of finished product. She hadn't seen Dexter since he was in the 3rd grade, and now he was in the 5th, working alongside her. He had grown maybe a fraction of an inch and was speaking a mile a minute as usual. "Why, thank you Ms. Velma and may I tell you that—"

The light flashing on interrupted Dexter as a very loud and manly voice boomed throughout the room. "Hey Velma! Got that formula for that new hair gel yet?"

"Right here Johnny!" She responded, a smile instantly lighting up her face.

"Thanks, darlin'" He said as he dipped his fingers inside and ran it into his hair. He looked down at Dexter and playfully ruffled his hair as he knelt down and pointed at Dexter's hair. "Hey mop top, you might wanna try some of this yourself!" He said as his attention went immediately back to Velma. "Dinner?"

"Sure Johnny" Velma said dreamily leaving the entire jar and Dexter alone in the room as she flicked off the lights. Dexter sighed softly to himself as he sat in his chair.

"Now where on Earth are we headed Johnny?" Velma said, flustered heavily because Johnny had taken away her glasses and she couldn't tell a tree from a streetlight. They had been driving for what seemed like an hour and she was becoming curious. Johnny only smiled as he said softly, "Right here." He handed Velma her glasses as she adjusted them upon her face. She gasped then looked over at Johnny in disbelief. "Aunt Jebidissa's?!"

Johnny walked up to the door as Velma was hot behind his trail, her chest fluttering as she felt the same thing she did the day they first came to this house. Spooky, old, dusty, Victorian mansions always did something for her. "Is Aunt Jebidissa here?" Velma asked softly, trying not to offend Johnny, but not wanting to deal with the crude woman a second time. Johnny stopped at the door before saying casually, "She died 5 months ago and left me this house. Pretty sweet of her to do considering she couldn't stand me. I only found out how she felt when they read the will. The last sentence was something like, 'Tell the world that I, Jebidissa Mariana Bravo, never liked Johnny Boston Bravo a day in his life and he can keep my busted up house as a parting gift. I won't be haunting it anytime soon.'" Velma shook her head at not only Aunt Jebidissa's harshness, but the power of Johnny's obliviousness. Just as Velma was about to speak, Johnny flung open door and walked in, Velma smiling ear to ear as she took in the image in front of her, the words forming before she could stop them. "Jinkies."

A/N: Hey guys, i KNOW it has been a while and i sincerely apologize for that one. But I can say, for sure, next chapter will be up either tomorrow or the first and it is the LAST! I just want to thank everyone for the wild ride and as far as future fics, it ALL depends on my schedule. Maybe some Wreck It Ralph, Adventure Time, etc. I'm open to requests. I can truly say these two want to thank you as well and think you all are groovy cats!