Hypno~Cindy
Hello everyone! Welcome to my first ever fanfic, Hypno~Cindy!
**Flings confetti**
This fanfic has quite a story behind it. It
dates far back…back to before the series even
existed! I wrote this short story after seeing the movie, because I was
strongly convinced that Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius would make a great television series. And lo and
behold, my assertions proved to be correct! So although this story
might be
primitive in both content and characterizations, keep in mind that I
wrote this
when I was much younger and before the show came out. Of course, I’ve
made a
few corrections since then, substituting names like “Nissa” for “girl
at school”
and adding in references to other episodes to make it more realistic. I
hope
you enjoy it!
**It's a calm,
normal day in Retroville, but not for Jimmy Neutron. Today is the
annual school
science fair, and this year the winner will be given the award of best
scientist in the state. The story begins as Jimmy's waking up.**
JIMMY: Good morning, Goddard! Wake mode, boy.
GODDARD: Bark Bark!
JIMMY: And indeed a good morning it is, boy,
because today I will
triumph over
Cindy in the annual School Science fair, and be given the honorable
(and
greatly deserved) title of best scientist in the state. Oh, Goddard?
Would you
grab me that sock? Thanks, boy.
JIMMY: After all, how could I possibly lose when I
am bringing in my
best
invention, YOU? You have won the science fair for me two years in a
row.
JUDY NEUTRON: Jimmy, dear, you'd better get down
here! The bus is
already here!
** Jimmy pulls out his motion scanner, and indeed
the form of the
school
bus is visible in front of the house. It speeds away just as Jimmy
throws open
the door to leave.**
JIMMY: Don't worry Mom, transportation has already
been provided.
Goddard,
chopper mode!
** Goddard rises into the air, Jimmy grabs onto
his tail, and they
fly off. They arrive in front of the school, and Goddard lowers Jimmy.**
JIMMY: C'mon, boy, we're going to be late for
class. We have to go make
our presentation.
Let's go!
CINDY: (In class) Well, if it isn't NERD-tron and
the pile of scrap
metal he
calls his pet.
JIMMY: Cool it, Ms. Vortex. After today, when I
defeat you yet again in
the
science fair, you will wish you had never spoken.
CINDY: Ya right Neutron, whatever. I happen to
have something here that
will
win the science fair and finally earn me my well deserved title of
state
science champion.
MS. FOWL: Settle down childrennnnBOCK! It's time
to Beeeginnn. Now,
let's have
each of you give your presentations. CARL! Let's have you start.
CARL: For my project I have constructed a project
on the life cycle of
the
Llama. Here in front of you is a llama as an iddy-bitty baby, and here
it is as
a furry, happy grown-up. As they grow, they get larger, as you can see.
MS. FOWL: Thank you, CarlllBOCK! Now, let's have
Sheen.
SHEEN: For my project I have created a completely
and totally exact
replica of
Ultra Lord's 29 mm hydro ray gun, as seen on episode 27! It took me
weeks to
construct it from raw materials, just as Ultra Lord did when he was
held
captive on the planet of the Zorkiens, and had to find a way to escape
using
only some clay, a soap bar, and a toothpick! It is perfectly accurate
in every
detail, right down to the Zorkien hairs that got stuck in the clay!
MS. FOWL: Begging your pardon, Sheen, but wwhhhatt
has this got to do
with
scieeeenncce?
SHEEN: How dare you question Ultra Lord's supreme
greatness! Anything
about him
is worthy to hear! You should be stooping to the ground to kiss his
hallowed
toes! Now, does anyone have any questions for me, the mighty Ultra Lord?
MS. FOWL: That's wonderful, ShheeeennnBOCK! Can we
have someone else
perhaps?
What about you, Jimmy?
JIMMY: (muttering to Cindy) Beat this, Vortex!
Boys and girls of our
fair
classroom, I give you the most advanced invention of the machine age!
Goddard,
my cybernetic canine "robo-dog", contains the intellectual know-how
of a life time's worth of research. He uses a five bit modulated
artificial
intelligence chip, which I have designed using the latest technology.
Not only
does he obey my every command, but he does tricks too! Goddard,
activate laser
beams!
**Two rays of red light shoot out of Goddard's
eyes, and a gaping
hole appears in the ceiling. Kids shout as crackling wires and broken
glass
spew onto the floor.**
JIMMY: (grumbling) Nice aim, Goddard. Oh, well.
Goddard, initiate X-ray
vision!
** Jimmy points Goddard at Cindy, and a scanned
version of her
skull appears on Goddard's sensors.**
JIMMY: Ha, you see that Vortex? I can see clear
through your head, and
it's
obvious that there ISN'T a brain in there!
CINDY: Shove a sock in it Jimmy, arrogant
know-it-all!!!
MS. FOWL: That's quite enough Jimmy. Thank you for
your....interesting
presentaaation. Cindy? Why don't you go neexxxttt?
CINDY: Everyone, I am now going to give my
presentation. Unlike
Neutron's
invention, which is only good for blowing holes in ceilings (Jimmy
glares at
her) my science project will completely revolutionize the cosmetic
industry. I
give you MY invention, which actually works, The AGEZAPPER!
** Cindy pulls a small, purple bottle from her
pocket, which
appears to contain some sort of liquid.**
JIMMY: That's your invention! A pretty purple
bottle?
CINDY: Actually, Neutron, this "pretty purple
bottle" contains a
mixture of ingredients so powerful that when applied to the face, it
will make
you look years younger! All I did to make it was mix together a small
amount of
every type of makeup and cream I had in my house. Actually, I'm not
quite sure
how I created it, but here it is! Ms. Fowl, would you kindly put some
on?
MS. FOWL: Why of course, dear.
**Ms. Fowl applies a few drops to her face, and
suddenly her
wrinkles begin to shrink and then disappear, her hair turns a chestnut
brown,
and signs of aging disappear from her body.**
MS. FOWL: Goodness Cindy, I haven't felt this
alive in Yeeaarrrsss!
This is
Ammmaaaazing! I award Cindy Vortex the title of school science champion
and
best scientist in the state!
CINDY: Ha Neutron, I finally beat you at your own
game! (Jimmy looks
shocked,
then defeated.) Admit it for once, I came up with a better science
project than
you. Admit it! Admit it!
JIMMY: (boiling over with anger) Well, you'd
better savor the moment,
mistress
High-and-mighty, because it'll never happen again.
CINDY: (singing) I'm on the road to victory, oh
yeah! Top that,
Neutron, if you
can.
LIBBY: You go, girl!
MS. FOWL: Class dissmmisseedddBOCK!
JIMMY: (speaking to Goddard) I can't believe it
boy! We actually lost
to Cindy!
I just don't understand how this could happen to me.
GODDARD: eow, eow (whimpering)
JIMMY: Don't you worry, Goddard. I'll find a way
to get even with
Vortex,
you'll see. But the question is, how?
** Jimmy is back at home, down in his lab
tinkering
with a random assortment of new inventions.**
JIMMY: I still just can't believe it! It's not
fair; Cindy biased the
teacher
by making her look younger, and that's like bribery! But what to do
about it?
Goddard, options please.
GODDARD: Get over your pride and congratulate
Cindy on her win.
JIMMY: No way, are you insane? I swear by
GODDARD: Create a newer, better invention to beat
Cindy with next year.
JIMMY: No, no, too much effort involved. Besides,
I don't want to wait
until
next year!
GODDARD: Take revenge upon Cindy by humiliating
her.
JIMMY: That's it! Sweet revenge is indeed one of
my greatly
sought-after goals
in this world. But how to humiliate her? Hmmm...
GODDARD: Bark, grr, bark!
JIMMY: No, no, not a practical joke. It has to be
something so utterly
unique
and completely demeaning that she will never be able to forget it. But
what
does Cindy hate more than anything else?
GODDARD: eow, bark bark!
JIMMY: No, not blackmail.
GODDARD: Ruff, bark!
JIMMY: Yes, boy, that's it! I've got it; that's
the answer.
What does Cindy despise more than anything else? Why, losing to me of
course.
And the only thing worse than that is actually admitting that I am a
better
scientist, and a better person.
GODDARD: grr, eow, eow!
JIMMY: Don't worry, boy, I know exactly what I'm
doing. I'll have to
make Cindy
think I'm a better person, and what better way to do that then if she
started
liking me? As repulsive and nonsensical as it sounds, and as much as
I'll
greatly regret doing it, that's the answer. I can use my hypno-beam to
hypnotize her into liking me! And that way it'll seem like it was all
her
doing, henceforth embarrassing Vortex so much that even her need to
overachieve
will be quenched!
GODDARD: Bark bark bark!
JIMMY: What do you mean, I'm doing this because I
like Cindy?! No way!
Uh, even
if I did like Cindy (ha ha what a silly idea) I wouldn't stoop to that
level.
Besides, there's no risk in it for me. After a while I'll just
de-hypnotize
her, and after one agonizing day of embarrassment, I'll hit everyone
but Cindy
and me with the Forget-o-Blaster, so they'll all forget it ever
happened. Cindy
of course, won't forget, and she'll have to live with the
embarrassment. What
could go wrong?
** Meanwhile, in Cindy's room...**
CINDY: Yes yes yes yes yes! I have finally beaten
Neutron! This is
truly a day
of crowning achievement in my life.
LIBBY: You are one obsessed chic, Cindy.
CINDY: No I'm not. I just appreciate a little
retaliation every once in
a
while.
LIBBY: (picking up a book) Cindy, what's this?
CINDY: Oh, that's my data log that categorizes
each of Neutron's
inventions and
whether or not I came up with something better than him that day.
Today’s
invention puts ME in the lead.
LIBBY: (shaking head) As I was saying, girl, you
are obsessed. You know
what?
As much as you make fun of Jimmy and try to beat him at everything, I
think
that you kind of like him.
CINDY: (Laughing nervously) WHAT??? Like
Jim..er...Neutron? Ha ha, good
one
Libby. I mean…isn’t it obvious that I hate him?
LIBBY: Ya. Sure.
CINDY: I mean, if I did like him, (talk about a
crazy idea)
why haven't I admitted it?
LIBBY: Because you're afraid that telling Jimmy
you like him will
totally
demolish your rep?
** There is a moment of silence.**
CINDY: (nervously) Ha, ha, what a crazy idea! Like
I'd be hiding that
from
everyone! Libby you're a real joker! You know how much I hate Jimmy,
how I pick
on him all the time…
LIBBY: Whatever you say, girl.
CINDY: In any case, I'm going downstairs for some
purple flurp and
cookies.
C'mon!
**Cindy walks to her door and begins to push on
it,
but it won't budge.**
LIBBY: Uh, Cindy, you open that door by pulling on
it, remember?
CINDY: (a dazed look on her face) Hee, hee, oh
yes! That would be a
good idea,
wouldn't it? I must be losing my mind.
** Libby shakes her head, and they go downstairs.**
** It's the next day at school, and Jimmy takes
his
plan into action. He has preprogrammed his Hypno-beam, and is watching
Libby
and Cindy from around the corner.**
JIMMY: Now to test if this really works. C'mon,
please work!
**He aims it at Cindy just as she looks his way,
and
fires it up. Instantly Cindy's eyes start swirling and then she smiles
and her
head drops. Jimmy darts away.**
LIBBY: Wow, Cindy! You almost tripped. Anything
wrong with you, girl?
CINDY: Of course not! I feel...fine.
**Cindy walks into the classroom and takes her
usual
seat across from Jimmy.**
CINDY: So, Neutron, think you'll beat... (her
mouth drops open) Jimmy?
Did you
get a new haircut or something? I mean, uh, it looks
really...interesting! (She
smiles stupidly)
JIMMY: Success!
CINDY: (To Libby) Have you noticed the change in
Jimmy? I
mean...wow!
LIBBY: No, he seems exactly the same to me. Are
you OK, girl? What did
you eat
for breakfast?
CINDY: Something really good! (she smiles and
stares at Jimmy)
MS. FOWL: Quiet class! Today we will discuss the
science behind pig
farming.
Let's beeegiinnnn!
** Cindy spends the rest of the class staring at
Jimmy. At last they are dismissed for lunch and everyone goes to the
cafeteria.**
JIMMY: Now, to test the effectiveness of this.
Hey, Cindy? Would you
mind
getting me something to drink while you’re up there?
CINDY: Get YOU a drink? I wouldn't dream....well,
maybe I could do it
just this
once. I mean, after all, I'm already up here. (She smiles and walks
over to the
drink cooler.)
SHEEN: Uh, Jim? What did you do to Cindy? This is
really starting to
scare me
right about now. What have you done to her brain to make her into this
mindless
worm?
CARL: Honestly, Jimmy, I know you like her and all
but this is...
JIMMY: SSSHHHHH! Don't say that in public! Someone
might hear you.
Besides!
It's not true.
CINDY: I'm back! Hey, would you guys mind if Libby
and I sat with you?
Jimmy,
would you mind?
JIMMY: (with satisfaction) Of course not, Cindy.
LIBBY: Cindy, are you sure you know what you're
doing?
CINDY: I just want a little change of scenery,
that's all.
**The rest of the day at school Cindy lurks behind
Jimmy and answers to his every command. After school Cindy shows up
inside
Jimmy's lab. Jimmy is mixing together two chemicals in a beaker, and
jumps when
Cindy suddenly appears. **
JIMMY: How did you get in here?
CINDY: Very simple. I plucked out a piece of your
hair and used the DNA
within
it to infiltrate your lab. I wanted to talk to you.
JIMMY: (scratching head) Oh, well, I see!
CINDY: Well, it's just that I um...I guess I kind
of like you. I have
for a
while, but you know, up until now I have been more focused on academics
and
proving to you I am the one with superior intelligence. But now, I was
thinking
maybe it would be better if we worked together instead of hating each
other.
What I'm trying to say is, uh, this morning I totally flipped my lip
and
decided to tell you.
JIMMY: (To himself) You mean my Hypno-beam made
you want to tell me!
Oh, great!
Now I'll never know if she really likes me or if this is just an effect
of the
hypnosis!
CINDY: Oh well! Hee hee, have to go! I have to go
do my homework so I
can excel
in school.
JIMMY: Oh, wait before you go, would you hand me
the sodium fluoride?
CINDY: That would be the yellow boiling liquid,
right?
JIMMY: That's the one.
CINDY: Want me to do your homework or something?
Mine's easy, and I
need extra
practice anyway...
JIMMY: Thanks but no thanks, Cindy. I already did
it.
CINDY: OK, bye Jimmy!
JIMMY: This is what scientists like me dream
about...
**Cindy is back at home in her room, talking to
Libby on her headset telephone.**
LIBBY: I swear girl, you really scared me today,
you know sitting with
Jimmy at
lunch and all. Is this part of some practical joke you're playin' on
Jimmy or
somethin'?
CINDY: What are you talking about Libby? I didn't
act any different
today than
I have any other day.
LIBBY: Oh yes, and you sit with Neutron and his
dullsville clan on a
regular
basis?
CINDY: No, it's just that...
LIBBY: You like him don't you? Just admit it,
Cindy, C'mon.
CINDY: All right. I like Jimmy Neutron.
**Moment of complete silence**
LIBBY: Oh my God have my ears deceived me? The end
of the world has
just come!
Cindy finally admits she likes Jimmy. Oh boy, oh boy! Cindy, oh my God
I never
thought you'd actually say it! Ha ha!!!
CINDY: Quiet, the whole world doesn't need to
know! I don't know what's
wrong
with me. It's like I just suddenly can't resist listening to and
helping Jimmy.
I swear it's insane, but I can't help it! I suppose it's actually not
that bad,
now that it all comes down to it. But I mean it, don't tell!
LIBBY: My lips are sealed girlfriend! Oh my God I
still can't believe
it! See
ya Cindy! (Cindy can hear Libby talking happily to herself as she puts
down the
phone)
CINDY: Well, I have done it. Why did I say that? I
just can't help
myself...what's going on?
**Outside, Sheen and Carl are playing a small
video game (like a
Gameboy) in
the park**
SHEEN: I win again Carl! That's five games for the
mighty Ultra lord,
zero for
the Llama King!
CARL: I just can't seem to get the hang of it.
There's too much
violence and it
gives me hives, you know.
SHEEN: Are you kidding? Blowing extra terrestrials
to
smoking bits and devouring them afterward is loads of fun! How could
anything
like that make you nervous?
CARL: Oh, I don't know, Sheen. I think I developed
an allergy to aliens
when
all our parents got abducted that time.
SHEEN: Oh, yes. If only Ultra Lord could have been
there to save the
day with
his extreme combat powers and 29 mm hydro ray gun!
CARL: Personally I think Jimmy did a good enough
job saving our
parents. Of
course, it was his fault they were captured in the first place, but he
still
did good.
** The sound of far-off music comes from a
distance**
SHEEN: What's that? Do I hear tinkling bells and
smell a high
concentration of
sugar? I think the Retroville ice cream truck is coming by! Let's go
get some!
CARL: Well, OK, but I'll have to get vanilla
because I'm allergic to
everything
else.
SHEEN: Sugar overload and mood swings, here I
come!
**It's the next day, and Jimmy walks into class
and takes his usual
seat, which
happens to be next to Cindy.**
JIMMY: Hey, Carl. So, I heard you've been...
CINDY: (cutting in) Jimmy! There you are.
JIMMY: What do you want?
CINDY: Nothing. Just wanted to say hi.
JIMMY: Oh, sorry Cindy. Didn't mean to be rude.
CINDY: (thinks a moment) Of course not! Hee hee
silly me. Ooh, time for
class!
**Cindy giddily finds her seat, and watching Jimmy
out of the corner of
her
eye, sits down.**
MS. FOWL: ChildrennnBOCK! You may have noticed
that I no longer look as
youuuthfullll as I did yesterday. It seemmms that the effects of
Cindy's AGE
ZAPPER have worrrnnofffBOCK! Cindy, what happened?
CINDY: (snapping out of a trancelike stare session
at Jimmy) Huh? Oh,
yes, yes.
The effects of my cream only work while on the face. If you washed it
off, it
won't work anymore.
MS. FOWL: Oh, I see. Can you make me some more?
CINDY: (No reply)
MS. FOWL: Cindy, I said can you make some
moreeebock!
CINDY: Hmm? Yes, of course. I'll bring it in
tomorrow.
MS. FOWL: Good, good. Now, today we are going to
diagram sentencesss.
Let's
start with an easy onnneee. What is the simple predicate in the
sentence,
"Alicia drove to the storeeebock!?"
**Class is dismissed after a particularly dismal
and boring lesson, and
Jimmy
and company head off for lunch. Cindy darts around and delivers items
for Jimmy
at will while Libby, Sheen, and Carl watch on, dumbfounded. Cindy even
helps
Jimmy prepare a battery out of his baked potato. The rest of the day
passes by
uneventfully, and everyone returns home.**
**Cindy has insisted on helping Jimmy with his lab
work, and is buzzing
about
his lab admiring everything.**
CINDY: Now, isn't this nice! What could this be?
JIMMY: Cindy, don't go near that thing; it's the
girl-eating-plant!
CINDY:Oh.
JIMMY: Now, will you please hand me the Sodium
hydroxide before this
new
experiment eats me?
CINDY: Sodium...hydrowhat?
JIMMY: C'mon, Cindy. The whitish liquid in that
Erlenmeyer flask over
there.
The one labeled “NaOH”. You of all people should know what Sodium
Hydroxide is.
We use it all the time in chemistry class. You were always the best at
chemistry, next to me, of course.
CINDY: Oh, OK. Here it comes!
**Cindy skips idiotically over to the table where
the chemical is
located,
picks it up, and then accidentally loses her grip and spills it all
over the
floor.**
CINDY: Oops!
JIMMY: Cindy! That compound is extremely caustic!
It's gonna eat a huge
hole in
the floor! What were you thinking? I've never seen you like this
before. Well,
maybe once before...Oh never mind! Why don't you go back up to your
house now?
I'm sure you have homework, or Libby, or something to attend to.
**Cindy shuffles out of the lab forlornly, leaving
Jimmy to think.**
JIMMY: What on earth could be causing her to act
so strangely, Goddard?
GODDARD: Bark, eow, bark grr bark!
JIMMY: No, this just isn't like Cindy at all. She
was acting as witless
as
Britney, or one of those other girls.
GODDARD: Bark bark!
JIMMY: Well I'm glad that you agree with me, but
I'm puzzled that she
is acting
this way. Oh well, perhaps it'll only be a temporary phase. It's really
too
bad; she was such a help around the lab.
** It’s the next day at school, and Jimmy walks
into the classroom and
walks
towards his desk. His eyes grow wide when he sees Cindy. She’s dressed
in a
sickeningly girly pink jumper, with flowers and rainbows all over it,
and she’s
staring dreamily into space. Before he can make any comment, Ms. Fowl
begins to
speak. **
MS. FOWL: Now today children, we are going to be
rehearsing
for the annual school math tournamentttbbock!. Now, I know that you are
all
very anxious to begin, but first, I have some business to attend to.
(turns to
Cindy) Cindy, dear, may I have my AGEZAPPERBeBBOCCK Now?
CINDY: (staring, dumbfounded) What AGEZAPPER, Ms.
Fowl?
MS. FOWL: You know, sweetie, the stuff that makes
me look young?
Remember I
asked you to bring some more in for me?
CINDY: (stares, incredulous)
MS. FOWL: Cindy Vortex, do you mean to tell me
that you FORGOT YOUR
HOMEWORK
ASSIGNMENTBBOCKK!!!??????
**Class gasps in unison.**
MS. FOWL: This is the first time you have ever
come to class
unprepared, Ms.
Vortex, and I confess that I am heartily disappointeddbock! But since
this is
your first offense, I'll let it slide, as long as you bring in the
AGEZAPPER
tomorrow. Now, let's begin the math tournament. I will ask each of you
simple
arithmetic and algebraic problems that you must solve in your head in
under 10
seconds. Let's Beginboockk!
SHEEN: (raises hand) Uh, Mrs. Fowl, I have a
question. Why doesn't the
school
have an Ultra Lord tournament? I mean, we have all these math
tournaments and
science tournaments...and you are totally depriving humanity of the
great and
illustrious Ultra Lord! I propose that the mighty...
MS. FOWL: That's quite enough, Sheen! Now for the
last time, let's
begin. Nick,
what's 10x minus 4x?
NICK: Uh, dude, that is lame.
MS. FOWL: Wrong! The answer is 6x.
NICK: Whatever.
MS. FOWL: Bebockk! Um, CARL, what is 5 plus the
square of five?
CARL: Um, 30?
MS. FOWL: That's right! How'd you know?
CARL: Well um Jimmy told me.
MS. FOWL: I see. Jimmy, wait your turn to answer
the questionnnbockk!
Um...
let's have Cindy! What is 12 squared?
CINDY: Hee, hee, um, uh, um, 39?
MS. FOWL: No, I'm afraid that's wrongBOCK! The
answer is 144. Cindy, is
something wrong, dear? You've been acting very strange lately.
CINDY: Nothing's wrong. Nothing at all. (singing
to herself) Jimmy!
Jimmy!
Jimmy!
** The class stares, absolutely dumb struck.**
JIMMY: (thinking) Oh, no, what have I done? The
hypno-beam must have
somehow
rearranged Cindy's DNA structure, overpowering her natural drive to be
smart and
to overachieve! What have I done? Cindy's about as intelligent as a
door post
now, all because of me! I'll have to reverse the effects before her
brain is
completely devoid of any shred of intellect.
SHEEN: Wow, you really did it this time Jimmy;
she's a completely
brainwashed
love-puppy. You'd better run for it before she gets up and sits on your
lap or
something.
** Before lunch, Jimmy is hiding in one of the
bathroom stalls
reprogramming
his hypno-beam.**
JIMMY: Program Mission: set Cindy's DNA structure
to original pattern.
Delete
any unnatural tendencies of attraction towards me.
NICK: (breaking into bathroom) Dude, what did you
do to Cindy?
JIMMY: (bursting out of stall) What are you
talking about?
NICK: She's out there in the hall, blabbering
about you. She's got half
the
school gathered round listening to stories about you. Not that I care,
of
course.
JIMMY: What?!?!
** Jimmy leaves Nick in the bathroom and darts
into the hall. He peeks
around
the corner and sees Cindy, telling a story in an animated voice. Jimmy
points
the Hypno-beam at her...**
JIMMY: C'mon, work, work, please don't mess up.
**...closes his eyes, and pulls the trigger. The
hypno-ray hits her in
mid-sentence.**
CINDY: ...And have you ever noticed what
incredibly blue eyes Jimmy
has?
They're like fathomless pools of brilliant sapphire...(Stops, eyes
spin, then
she looks around.)
CINDY: Wow, have I got a headache. Is it almost
lunch already? C’mon
Libby, or
we'll be late.
**Students all break out into roaring laughter.
Many point at Cindy and
nearly
keel over in hysterics.**
CINDY: What is this? Libby...what's going on? You
guys...?
NISSA: (laughing) you…you…you…
CINDY: (Looking down at herself and frowning) …And
why on
earth am I dressed like this?
NISSA: Ha ha ha ha!
BRITNEY: Like, don't you hear yourself? You were
like
totally all over Jimmy, like, you know, saying stuff about how much you
love
him? And like, it was so funny! Cindy loves Jimmy! Cindy loves Jimmy!
STUDENTS: Cindy loves Jimmy! Cindy loves Jimmy!
CINDY: (Blushing, nearly in tears) What are you
talking about? I didn't
say
that, I swear! I would never say anything like that! You guys, please...
**Her eye catches Jimmy, hiding in the corner,
with the Hypno-beam in
hand. He
quickly hides it behind his back, but not before Cindy sees it.**
CINDY: (to herself, angrily) N-Neutron! You did
this?!
**Covering her eyes, she runs out of the hallway
and into the nurse's
room. The
rest of the students head off to lunch.**
JIMMY: (10 minutes later, at lunch) This is
terrible! OK, think, Jimmy,
think.
CARL: (playing with his food) Um Jimmy? Do you
like gravy better on
potatoes or
on corn?
JIMMY: I don't have time for that, Carl! I have to
think. (in a low
voice)
Tomorrow I'll have to hit everyone with the forget-o-blaster, but it's
not
going to be as easy as I thought. I originally only anticipated having
to hit
her friends, my friends, and Mrs. Fowl, but now I'm going to have to
brainwash
the entire school. This is going to be much more difficult than I
expected.
SHEEN: Jimmy, didn't your mother ever tell you not
to talk to your
food?
JIMMY: I'm not talking to it, Sheen. Besides, you
talk to your food all
the
time.
SHEEN: So? My food talks back.
CARL: Um, guys, we gotta go. The bell is ringing
and I don't want to
get in
trouble for being late to class.
**As they walk to their next class, they pass a
group of girls.**
BRITNEY: And did you like, hear it? Cindy like
totally faked it in the
nurse's
office and went home sick. Can you like, believe it?
LIBBY: It doesn't seem right. Poor Cindy's been
acting so weird lately,
and now
she went home sick. She's never missed a day of school... (except that
time
when we were all out with Jimmy's sick patches) I just don't get it.
NISSA: Don't worry, she'll be in tomorrow.
**Later that night, Cindy is in her room, talking
to Libby on her
headset
telephone.**
LIBBY: What happened, girl? Why'd you fake
sickness?
CINDY: Didn't you see them Libby? Everyone was
laughing at me. I
remember
everything now; I can't believe I said all that stuff about Jimmy. I am
such an
idiot! HE is such an idiot!
LIBBY: Cindy, what possessed you to say all of
that, then?
CINDY: I think it's all Pewtron's fault, that's
what. I think HE made
me say
everything I did. That idiotic, self centered, arrogant....OOH! I can't
believe
he'd do something like that. I never thought he'd stoop that low.
LIBBY: You are really confusing me, girl. Why
don't we talk about it in
school
tomorrow? Maybe I'll understand ya better face-to-face.
CINDY: I won't be in school tomorrow, my mother
thinks I'm really sick.
She's
making me stay home until Friday.
LIBBY: Well, in that case...Oh no, I gotta go. I
just found out that
NASDAQ
plummeted by nearly 200 points! This is really bad. Over and out, girl.
**Sure enough, Cindy is not in school the next
day. Before afternoon
announcements, Jimmy sneaks into the principal’s office with his
Forget-o-Blaster. To his surprise, the principal comes into the room
before he
gets a chance to leave.**
PRINCIPAL WILLOUGHBY: What on earth do you think
you're doing, young
man?
JIMMY: Oh, Mr. Willoughby! It's not what you
think. I was just...I only
meant
to...
PRINCIPAL: Silence! I'm going make sure you get a
month's worth of
detentions
for this! Sneaking out of your class and trying to break into my
office! Ugh, I
always knew you were trouble. What do you have to say for yourself,
young Mr.
Neutron?
JIMMY: Only one thing, sir. Good night! (He points
his Forget-o-Blaster
at him
and cranks it up. The principal falls over in his seat and begins to
snore.)
JIMMY: Now, I must find a way to conduct a
brainwashing procedure that
will
simultaneously affect the entire school. But how? Maybe I could use the
intercom to call for an assembly so all the students will come into one
place...no, no, that won't work! C'mon, think, Think, Think! (cut scene
inside
Jimmy's head) Brain Blast! I'll hot-wire the school's intercom system
and
reconfigure the frequency of my forget-o-blaster so it'll hit everyone
during
afternoon announcements! All students and teachers who hear the
announcements
will lose remembrance of all the events this week. Ah, I love being a
genius.
JIMMY: (Speaking into a watch communicator)
Goddard, meet me at school,
in the
Principal's office, ASAP. I'm gonna need a set of tools and an APC
adapter.
**Meanwhile, at Cindy's house, Cindy is sitting on
her bed, writing in
her pink
and purple flowered diary.**
CINDY: Dear Diary, once again I have proof that
Jimmy Neutron is the
most
haughty, thoughtless, and idiotic boy who has ever lived on this
planet. I have
evidence that everything I described to you in my previous entry was
the direct
result of Jimmy hypnotizing me. I never thought he'd stoop that low. I
hate
him! Now I'm going to be made fun of for the rest of my life! I know I
play
cruel jokes on him, but I've never done anything as mean as this! You
just
wait, I'll pay him back for humiliating me so badly. You just wait,
diary.
Write more soon, ~*Cindy*~
**It's Friday morning, and Cindy is walking up to
school, feeling very
melancholy and dreading the day ahead of her. Little does she know that
the day
before, Jimmy brain-washed the entire school during afternoon
announcements.**
CINDY: (sarcastically) Hey Libby, I'm sure in for
a fun day.
LIBBY: I know, me too. I just got a brand new CD
this morning! It's
totally
awesome; we can listen to it during lunch.
CINDY: What's the point when people will just pick
on us? I'm doomed
for life.
LIBBY: What are you talking about, girl? Nobody's
pickin' on us. Never
mind,
there's the bell. We'll talk after class.
CINDY: (sitting at a desk) I can't wait to pay
back that two-timing,
swell-headed Jimmy! He'll get what's coming to him.
MS. FOWL: OK, class, it's time to starrrttbock!
CINDY: Oh wait, Mrs. Fowl, here's your AGEZAPPER
you wanted earlier. I
didn't
forget.
MS. FOWL: What is an 'AGEZAPPER', Cindy?
CINDY: You know, the cream that makes you look
young again? From the
science
fair? The one that I won, and Neutron lost!
MS. FOWL: What science fair? I'm sorry Cindy, but
I don't know what
you're
talking aboutttBOCK!
CINDY: But Mrs. Fowl....
MS. FOWL: Quiet Cinddyyybock! It's time to begin!
Open your history
textbooks
to page 98 so we can talk about George Washington and the battle at
CINDY: (After class) Can you believe it Libby?
Mrs. Fowl wouldn't admit
I won
the science fair! I wonder how Pewtron bribed her to lie? He is such a
complete
loser! First he hypnotized me in that horrible prank, then Ms.
Fowl...is he
trying to ruin my life? My reputation is gone!
LIBBY: I don't know what on earth you're talkin'
about, Cindy. Are you
feelin'
OK, girl?
CINDY: HELLO!!! Don't you remember? THE SCIENCE
FAIR.
LIBBY: No, I don't remember a science fair.
Actually, I can't remember
anythin'
that's happened all week. Ha ha, oh well! Wanna go listen to that CD
now?
CINDY: (Mouth drops) W-wait! Back up, here. You
don't remember ANYTHING
that's
happened all week? None of it?
LIBBY: Nope.
CINDY: Don't you find that a bit strange?
LIBBY: Nope.
CINDY: (Turning around) Hey Britney, c'mere!
BRITNEY: Like, what is it? Is there like,
something bad or something?
CINDY: What happened Thursday, when I was absent?
BRITNEY: Absent? Like, Cindy, you were never like
"absent."
CINDY: So you don't remember what happened this
week either?
BRITNEY: Like, no! Isn't that funny? Oh my God!
CINDY: (To herself) What happened here? What did
Neutron do to
everyone, and
why? (Speaking to Britney) See ya later, Brit. Not after school,
though. I have
some...business....to take care of.
**It's after school, and Cindy is running after
Sheen and Carl.**
CINDY: All right, where is he?
SHEEN: Who? UltraLord?
CINDY: Not, UltraLord, you dimwit; NEUTRON.
CARL: Oh, you mean Jimmy. Um he's outside by the
steps. He's waiting
for
Goddard to come and fly him home.
CINDY: Waiting for transportation, aye? Very good;
he can't go anywhere
yet.
Bye boys; terrible talking to you!
SHEEN: Anytime, Cindy!
**Cindy bursts out of the school double-doors and
nearly runs into
Jimmy, who
is standing on the steps, shading his eyes against the sky and scouting
for
Goddard.**
CINDY: OK, Buster, I want an explanation, right
now!
JIMMY: Explanation for what?
CINDY: You know darn well what! The hypnosis,
embarrassing me in front
of
everyone, and making my life miserable! Not to mention brainwashing
everyone so
Ms. Fowl would forget I won the science fair!
JIMMY: I'm sorry Cindy, honest. I never meant for
it to go this far.
CINDY: But why did you do it in the first place?
JIMMY: I guess I was just jealous that you
actually beat me at science,
considering that I am who I am...I mean, after all....oh, forget that
Cindy.
I'm sorry. In my fit of rage, I just got carried away. I wanted
revenge,
and I got the bright idea of humiliating you by hypnotizing you. But I
had no
idea that it would rearrange your genetic makeup and force me to
de-hypnotize
you in front of the whole school!
CINDY: So you're telling me this whole thing was a
plot to get even
with me for
beating you at the science fair!?
JIMMY: Ya, that's basically how it all started.
CINDY: Just because you were jealous doesn't mean
that you had to turn
me into
your love-obsessed drool monkey!!!
JIMMY: I'm sorry, it's just that....
CINDY: Wait a minute, I'm not done with my
complaints yet! What is
wrong with
you, Neutron? Can't you just accept that for once, I actually came up
with
something more interesting and useful than you? You must think my head
is
stuffed with frilly flowers and cotton candy. Well I've got a News
Flash for
you, Brainzilla, I'm just as smart as you are! I just don't have a
fancy lab at
my disposal filled with the latest technology and gadgets!
JIMMY: (sighing) You're right Cindy, and I'm
wrong. I'm very sorry.
CINDY: And another thing, Neu....wait, w-what did
you just say?
JIMMY: I said you were right. It was terrible of
me to hypnotize you
because I
was too proud to admit defeat. I owe you a huge apology, Cindy.
CINDY: (softening a little) Do you mean that?
JIMMY: Why wouldn't I mean it?
CINDY: Ugh...OK, I guess I can't refuse an
apology. At least you
brainwashed
everyone so they would forget. Otherwise I would have hurt you so bad...
JIMMY: Want me to hit you with the
forget-o-blaster too?
CINDY: No way! I'm staying wise to you, Neutron.
JIMMY: So, you forgive me?
CINDY: I guess so.
**There is a moment of silence. Cindy looks at the
ground, and Jimmy
scratches
his arm nervously.**
CINDY: (Pauses, looks around, then speaks) I guess
I sort of need to
apologize
too. I play a lot of really mean tricks on you, and to tell you the
truth I
don't really know why. As I've said many times before, I was always the
smartest kid in school before you moved to Retroville. It was the only
thing I
was ever truly good at. When you came it was sort of a shock...it
really sent
me off the edge. And I've spent all my time since trying to get back at
you.
I'm sorry. I don't really hate you, Jimmy...maybe I'm a tiny bit
jealous and
prideful too.
JIMMY: Really?
CINDY: I said MAYBE, so don't get any ideas that
I'm submitting to you
or
anything! OK, I've gotta go before the bus leaves. Hee, well, I guess
I'll see
ya...OH, and by the way, this conversation; it never happened.
JIMMY: Gotcha.
**Cindy turns to run.**
JIMMY: Uh, Cindy, wait a sec. Um, I was
wondering... I was wondering if
you
wanted to come to Retroland with me this weekend. I mean, STRICTLY as
an
apologetic peace offering, nothing else. I'm not cozying up or
anything...I
just want to, er...make it up to you.
CINDY: You're awfully lucky that I'm in a good
mood, Neutron. Well, I
suppose
if we do it in complete secrecy, it might be possible. Only as an
apology,
though, OK?
JIMMY: Got it. Thanks Cindy. Oh, there's Goddard,
gotta blast!
**Jimmy grabs Goddard's tail and zooms off into
the distance. Cindy
watches
them a moment, and then shaking her head and smiling slightly, turns
and slowly
walks to the bus.**
Well, what did you think? Good but not great? A diamond in its own right? Fantabulous (if that’s a word)? Give me a buzz and tell me what you thought. My email address is ivory23@idreamofjimmy.com