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[Katia11]

-sigh- ladies, I have to admit...... I worked pretty hard on this series and it kind of bums me out that only two people read it and like it enough to say so... oh well.

I had to… *blush* Enjoy! Again, I know these are not the best. But, there's not many left! Please, if you like these, I would love if you review… I don't like writing them for myself. Recommended Listening: Teenage Dream Glee Cast Version, Toxic Glee Cast Version. What can I say? I'm TOTALLY obsessed.

I don't own Jimmy… Love, Katie

Lip Gloss

"Why are we seeing this movie, Sheen?" Jimmy whined as he studied the poster for Sunrise. "I don't get what the big hype is anyway. It's all about some stupid vampire who falls in love with a human, right? That's scientifically impossible."

"Libby and Cindy wanted us to see it," he answered simply.

"We're men! We shouldn't be going to movies like this!" He argued.

"Oh, get over it, Neutron," a familiar voice chided.

He turned to see his girlfriend standing next to the door, waiting patiently for him. Her beautiful hair was tied back loosely. She was wearing a black shirt that accentuated all her features insanely well.

Instantly his heart started banging wildly against his chest. He felt like it was suddenly a thousand degrees outside. His palms were sweating and he felt like he had tripped into a pool full of lava. He didn't know why but lately she'd been having this affect on him more and more lately. Sure, he'd always found her attractive, but lately every single little thing drove him to the brink of insanity.

He was grateful that it was dark outside otherwise Cindy would've seen the obviously dark blush that crept onto his face.

"You look nice, Cindy."

"Thanks," she responded quietly.

"Yeah," he responded as she moved even closer and nudged her soft hand against his. Oh, her skin was so soft. At the small touch, a rush of intense heat coursed through his body.

Think of prime numbers, he commanded himself. He tried to veer his thoughts away from how delicious her lips looked with that ridiculous coating of clear lip gloss spread over them. It was true that if she knew half the thoughts he'd been thinking about her she'd slap him silly.

"There you are!" Libby called from the Lobby as they entered the movie theater. "I was afraid you guys were gonna chicken out."

"Jimmy almost did!"

Jimmy didn't even argue with this statement because his mind was much more occupied with the fact that Cindy was currently nuzzling her nose against his neck. The smell of jasmine wafted from her hair like a delicious bouquet of exquisite flowers.

There was now so much heat inside of him that he was positive that there was smoke coming from his ears. Thankfully as they moved up to the counter, Cindy had stopped this horribly distracting action.

Still, Jimmy was watching her as she walked over to the treat counter; her eyes squinted as she scanned the choices. Oh, pukin' Pluto, why was that so attractive?

"That'll be six dollars please."

She licked her lips as she dug in her purse to find her wallet. Okay, now he was in pain.

"Excuse me, dude?" He snapped his head back to look at the person standing behind the counter. Nick Dean was standing behind the counter, his palm outstretched. "Will you please stop drooling and give me your money?"

Jimmy flushed, but handed Nick the six dollars and took his ticket.

"Theater six," Nick added as Jimmy turned and walked over to Cindy.

"Do you want anything?"

She smiled up at him; she had to do that now that he was actually taller than her, and tucked a loose bang behind her ear. She took his hand in her own. Without another word they walked behind Libby and Sheen into the theater. When they were seated Cindy shivered.

"It's cold in here," she said as she latched onto his arm.

"Do you think so? Because I'm really quite warm," he squeaked nervously as her hands slid up his arm.

"Hmm," She responded softly, but still did not move from her position.

"I-er-uhm," why was his brain not even forming coherent sentences? Since when did being around Cindy reduce him to a blabbering idiot?

"Hush you guys! The movie is starting!" Libby scolded. Cindy smiled and pulled out one of the chocolate peppermint patties she had bought.

Her pink lips pursed around the candy as she nibbled on it. His emotions instantly skyrocketed. He clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles went white.

"Jimmy?" She whispered. "Are you all right?"

"Fine," he squeaked.

Thankfully, before she could figure out any different the previews ended.

"Oh! Here it comes!" Libby squealed.

He could feel electricity and heat positively radiating from Cindy's body. How was it possible that such a small person could give off this much warmth? As the first scene opened, she leaned over and placed a warm, loving kiss on his neck. Was she trying to make him burst?

Thankfully about ten minutes in she became a lot more interested in the movie than in him. He found himself becoming very thankful for the stupid romance between Alonzo and Bernice.

"I can't BREATHE without you!" Bernice was exclaiming.

It was at this point in the movie that Cindy took out a tube of lip gloss. It smelled like strawberries. As she slowly applied it to her lips Jimmy couldn't help but wath entranced. And the way she was looking at the vampire with his shirt off? It was almost too much to handle. She kept finding little ways to drive him crazy the rest of the night. Little touches of her skin against his. Little kisses against the side of his mouth.

When the movie came to its conclusion Jimmy nearly ran out of the theater. Cindy followed close behind him. When she finally caught up she was out of breath. Which was totally sexy, oh gas planets. Was there NO escape from these thoughts?

"It wasn't that bad, was it, Neutron?" She asked curiously. When he didn't answer she stepped in front of him, her arms crossed over her chest. "Tell me what you thought," she demanded.

"It wasn't terrible."

"Good."

"Well, we will see you guys later!" Libby said as she dragged her boyfriend out of sight, but Jimmy didn't hear her he was much too distracted by the fact that Cindy was putting on another layer of lip gloss.

"Are you going to drive me home?"

He nodded again as they walked to his hover-car. She climbed into the seat next to him and instantly pushed her right leg up against his. He bit down on his lower lip to keep from crying out. Finally, the came to a stop in front of her house and he sighed in relief. But, when he stepped out of the hover-car to escort her to the door she sighed.

"You can't stay long; if mom catches you out here we will both be dead."

"I know," he responded quietly.

"Thanks for coming, Neutron."

"You're welcome," he added nervously as they stopped right in front of the front door.

"Are you sure you are okay?"

"Positive," he added.

"You've been acting so weird lately."

She was twirling her hair in her fingers. Oh, why was she doing that? He needed to get away before he did something really stupid.

"I really should go, Cindy."

"Are you mad at me?"

"Mad isn't exactly how I'd put it," he added quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're driving me crazy!"

"So you are upset?"

He growled.

"No."

"Prove it!"

He couldn't take it anymore. Then without another thought, he flung himself at the clueless girl. With a thud she fell against the door as his lips moved hungrily against hers and his hands knotted in her hair. Her lips tasted deliciously like strawberries. She parted her lips slightly and this only made his situation worse. He pulled her tighter into his chest. Then Cindy responded by pulling the front of his shirt tightly as she deepened the kiss even further. Oh… wow.
Finally the need for air drove him away from her intoxicating lips. He pulled away and sighed heavily.

"You really meant crazy," she whispered breathlessly. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were red. Just then she smiled smartly.

"What?" He asked curiously, still trying to catch his breath.

"You've got lip gloss on your lips," she replied as she took her index finger and gently rubbed it against his lips.

He closed his eyes, trying not to succumb to the heat again that was once again rushing through his body. He took a deep breath. When she removed her finger, he was shaking.

"Good night, Jimmy."

"Good night," he replied softly. She leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth. Then with a wave she disappeared into her house. As he crossed the street he couldn't wipe the idiotic grin off his face.

He'd have to make sure to buy her some more of that strawberry lip gloss.

-x-

[Mystic]

Girl you know I love it. I review pretty much every chapter over on ff.net.

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

OMG, strawberry lip gloss?! That's PERFECT! And the chapter was totally cute, too! I could visualize Jimmy's reactions PERFECTLY!! Keep up the good work!

[Katia11]

Thanks, Em

[Anita]

I absolutely LOVED that last one! OMG!!! SO ADORABLE!

[Katia11]

Thanks, dear!!!!!

[Katia11]

Okay, this is really super cheesy. Just so you are warned. Thanks for the lovely reviews. I really appreciate them. And in the last one they were supposed to be like 16-ish. This one is probably about 17 or so.

Some recommended listening while you read Never Let Me Go by Rachel Portman on the Never Let Me Go Soundtrack, and Just the Way You Are, Glee Version.

I don't OWN Jimmy.

Monday

Her head was throbbing and her throat was scratchy and dry. She'd stubbed her big toe when getting out of bed. She'd burned herself on her curling iron.

She'd gotten five wrong on her pop quiz in French. She'd spilled mustard on her favorite shirt. She'd been bested by Neutron in a debate in Physics.

To top it all off, it was Monday.

To be honest she had never been more grateful for a day to come to its end. One thing was for sure, that as soon as she got home she'd lock herself in her room and would bury her head under the covers. She sighed as she stuffed a few books in her bag. She swung it over her shoulder and was about to close her locker when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist.

"That debate in Physics was fun, Vortex." Jimmy softly whispered. The way his breath tickled the hairs on her neck was enough to give her pleasant chills. Instantly she tried to wiggle away from him, but his embrace only tightened.

"People are staring," she warned.

"Yeah," he replied as he moved away.

After composing her thoughts she turned to face him.

"I'm mad at you."

To her surprise his first response was to move closer to her. Then, he paused as if trying to decide what to say, and then curiously raised an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"You are supposed to be sympathetic when I tell you I've had a bad day. Not argue academia."

"You wouldn't have it any other way and you know it, Vortex."

"Says who?"

He sighed in response. "I thought that you knew by now that I'm flirting with you when I argue with you."

Why did he have to be so gosh darn cute when she wanted to be angry with him? "Yes, I knew that. I just happened to NOT to be in the mood for your particular brand of 'flirting' today."

He moved closer still. His face was only centimeters away. She just had to lean forward and their lips would meet in a sweet kiss. She cleared her throat trying to ignore the strong desire.

"I'm sorry you had a bad day," he whispered softly. Before she was able to respond, he leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips against hers. The sensations that the action caused were almost too powerful to be ignored, almost.

She pulled away ignoring the racing heart beat and the dizziness his kiss had caused in her.

"You think you can go around kissing me and that'll make it all better?"

"I don't know, does it?" He asked.

She couldn't help but laugh at this.

"Where did you pick that up, a cheesy romance novel?"

"Actually," he paused and a light blush rose onto his cheeks.

"Oh, that is just sad."

"But, you're smiling so it's a step in the right direction."

"You are going to make me barf, Neutron."

He smiled and then wrapped his arms around her again. This time, she didn't try to wiggle out of them. Instead, she rested her head against his shoulder. . She closed her eyes and inhaled the odor of something chemical on his shirt.

"Maybe we can go to a movie later?"

She murmured a quiet yes and he squeezed her softly to let her know that he had heard her.

"I'll see you later, Vortex."

With that he turned and started walking down the hall.

Just then she saw that in her bag, on top of all her books was a box of her favorite chocolates. That was totally like him. He was sweet, in a sort of dorky, unexpected way. She smiled as she closed her locker and hurried to catch up with him.

Thankfully, he was still putting his things in his hover car. She crossed her arms crossed over her chest as she advanced towards him.

"Does this mean that I'm I forgiven?" He inquired.

"I'm not dignifying that with a response."

"I think that is a yes."

"That was a maybe," she responded. "But, I mostly came to let you know that I let you win that debate in Physics."

"Do you think so?"

"I know so!" She retorted as moved closer to him. She was now so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face.

This was making it very hard to think clearly.

"I think I won fair and square."

"Nu-uh," she responded.

"Prove it."

"I will," she added half heartedly.

With a smile he brushed his palm against her cheek.

"I'll hold you to that," he quietly teased and then gently guided her lips to his.

-x-

Darling, hold me, hold me, hold me

And never, never, never let me go.

Darling, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me

And never, never, never let me go.

Unlock my heart

Throw away the key

Fill my love with ecstasy.

Bind my heart my heart with your warm memories.

And tell me no one will ever take my place.

Darlin' tell me, tell me, tell me

You'll never, never, never, never

Never, oh never, never….

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

Awww... That one is SO adorable!! Keep it up!!

[Katia11]

Enjoy! Love, Katie.

Some recommended listening while you read-You and I by Michael Buble, I'm All Yours by Metric.

I don't own Jimmy Neutron. P.S. I imagine them to be about 17 in this.

Nightingale

Beep.

Beep.

He groaned inwardly. That would be his alarm telling him that it was the start of another school day. He sighed and decided that it was time for him to get up. But, when Jimmy finally opened his eyes his head filled with such intense pain that it made him dizzy.

He took a deep breath and then slowly opened them again.

There were several colorful cards around the room, a balloon that had kind of deflated and a 'Get Well Soon' banner hanging over his doorway.

Get Well?

The pain in his head that he'd been ignoring had now escalated to the point that it was causing nausea so he closed his eyes again. Thankfully, the nausea quickly passed and he was able to open his eyes again.

"Jimmy? Are you awake?" His mother's voice quietly asked.

"Yeah," he replied.

She entered the room with a tray with a plate of eggs and bacon on it and a glass of orange juice. When she put the tray down on the night stand next to him, he noted that the bacon was burnt on the edges. So, the beeping he had heard hadn't been his alarm it had been the fire alarm!

"How are you feeling?"

His stomach churned as his nose caught the smell of the eggs. He gulped.

"Not good," he replied.

"You don't want breakfast?"

He shook his head and she moved the eggs away from him.

"You'll have to eat sometime."

"I don't feel well, mom," he replied.

"I know. Now, you just try to go back to sleep."

He nodded. She leaned forward and gave him a loving kiss on his forehead, went out into the hallway with the food save for the orange juice and closed the door quietly behind her.

Why did he hurt so much? Maybe he had the flu. But, this didn't feel like the flu, it felt worse, much worse.

What had happened?

He strained trying to remember, but he couldn't remember anything other than going to school on Monday. One thing was for sure, however, that all this thinking was making his headache worse.

He sighed and tried to relax his brain. But, it seemed to be going at a thousand miles an hour. At the current moment it was concentrated on the fact that his right hand really itched. He was about to itch it when there was a voice from the doorway.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you."

"Cindy?"

"Of course it's Cindy."

A slight pressure by his feet told him that Cindy had seated herself on the edge of his bed. He opened his eyes to see his girlfriend smiling warmly at him.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty."

He decided he'd be angry about that comment later.
"Why can't I scratch my hand? It itches," he argued.

"Look," she replied gesturing to his right hand. When he looked he was more than a little surprised to see that his right hand was completely bandaged up in tightly wrapped gauze.

His eyes grew wide as he saw that his left hand was also bandaged. And from the looks of the red stains, his right hand had been bleeding.

How had he not noticed this before?

"What the hell happened to me?"

"You had an accident in the lab. It was really bad. You were in a coma for two days and you burned yourself pretty good too. This is only the second day you've been home."

"What? No! I would remember that."

"Actually the doctor said that you probably wouldn't. At least not right away. I guess it was traumatic or something."

"No, this can't be right. I must be dreaming."

"I can assure you that you're not dreaming. I know I got you to remember yesterday. I can do it today too."

He began to replay Monday in his mind, he thought about the project he had been conducting, coming home, and putting the chemicals in the beaker. Then there was a blinding flash.

Holy shit, she was telling the truth.

"I blew up my lab, didn't I?"

"No, but you tried really hard. You know, Neutron, one of these days you are going to succeed in killing yourself."

He laughed for a moment, but then shut his eyes tightly.

"My head really hurts."

"This should help," she said as he heard her rummaging in her purse.

He forced his eyes open again. She had pulled out two Tylenol's. He stretched out his hand, but she shook her head.

"I've got to do it. You're not supposed to use your hands for anything. First, you've got to sit up."

She then wrapped her arm around his shoulders and slowly they worked to get him propped him up against the headboard of his bed.

There was a sudden and intense shot of pain in his head and he shut his eyes again. This was getting really annoying now. Hopefully, she would be right about the pain reliever helping.

"Now open up," she commanded.

He did as he was told and she put the two pills on his tongue. He noticed how warm her fingers were as warm as she gently cupped a glass to his mouth and tipped it so that orange juice poured into his mouth.

"Swallow."

He did as she said. Once the pills were down he opened his eyes again. He noticed that she had not removed her hand from his chin.

She smiled softly.

"Thanks, Cindy."

"No problem," she responded as she put the glass back on his nightstand.

"Now we have to do the worst part," she said as she pulled out a first aid kit.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, your mom taught me how to do it yesterday."

"Why did you call this the worst part?"

She looked at him sympathetically as she pulled two LONG pieces of gauze out of the kit.

"It's going to hurt, a lot. At least, it did yesterday."

He then got an unpleasant flash back of intense stinging, curse words and tears.

"Oh," he replied as she slowly began to remove the wrappings from his right hand.

"The right one is the worst, so we'll do that one done first."

He nodded. Slowly the material from his hand fell to the floor and his hand was exposed to the bitter cold.

It was a bright red and several places looked like the damaged flesh went all the way to his bone. The smell drifting from it made his stomach churn. But, Cindy didn't seem to mind as she slowly began to wrap it. The pain of the cloth touching the deep wound was so intense it made his head swim. He quickly closed his eyes again. Involuntarily, his hand jerked back and the pain was so bad he cried out.

"Well then, don't fight me."

He bit down on his lower lip so hard that it drew a little blood as he fought of the urge to puke all over the kind girl. Finally, the pain stopped and he figured that she was finished so he opened his eyes to confirm it.

She was smiling uneasily.

"How are you feeling?"

"That really hurt," he was now trying to hide the fact that a few tears had slid down his cheek.

"I told you it would, but they need to be changed every day at least once, or you will get an infection."

"How do you know all this?"

"The nurse explained it to me."

"Oh," he responded. "So, how did I do?"

"Good! It was much better than yesterday when you puked all over me."

"Did I really?"

She nodded as she began to remove the gauze on his left hand.

"It was disgusting."

"Sorry," he apologized as she threw the gauze from the left hand on the floor next to that of his right hand. She smiled warmly as she began to wrap the left hand.

"It's the hazard of being your girlfriend I suppose."

He couldn't help but smile. He noticed that his head didn't feel like it was going to explode when he did so. The Tylenol was working after all!

"That's the first time I've seen you smile all morning," she softly whispered as she threw the old bandages in the garbage.

When she sat back down on the edge of his bed her eyes were flickering with an unidentifiable emotion. After a moment of silence she sighed.

"I've got to get back to school."

"Do you have to?"

"If I'm late for Geo again Mr. Loon will give me detention. But, I'll be back after school. " She moved forward and kissed his forehead. "Have a good day, and rest a little, okay?"

He noticed that she hadn't moved away yet.

His heart was racing a little as her warm breath tickled his face. The electricity between them was almost more than he could bear.

"Don't look at me like that," she teased and then briefly pressed her lips against his. The small action was enough to make him completely forget about the pain for a few, brief wonderful moments. When she pulled away he found himself desperately wishing that she hadn't.

She smiled and then with a soft I love you disappeared out the door. He waved and then she was gone. As he relaxed against his pillow he let a giddy smile cross his face.

He was falling more in love with her every stinking day and no rationalizing would ever change that.

She was his Florence Nightingale and she always would be if he had anything to say about it.

-x-

"Other lives always tempted to trade

Will they hate me for all the choices I made?

Will they stop when they see me again?

I can't stop now I know who I am.

Now I'm all yours,

I'm not afraid

I'm yours, for life.

Say what they may

And all your love

I'll take to my grave

And all my life starts now.

Tear me down,

They can't take you out of my thoughts.

Under every scar there's a battle I've lost.

Will they stop when they see us again?

I can't stop now I know who I am.

Now I'm all yours,

I'm not afraid

I'm yours, for life.

Say what they may

And all your love

I'll take to my grave

And all my life starts.

I'm all yours.

I'm not afraid.

I'm yours for life.

Say what they may.

And all your love, I'll take to my grave.

And all my life starts,

Starts now!"- All Yours by Metric.

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

This one was the most touching yet! Was Jimmy in that accident in his lab cuz he tried to commit suicide?!!?! I sure hope not!!! I wonder if he'll have to relearn how to write and type all over again, seeing as how badly his hands were damaged... I loved it nevertheless, though!! Keep up the good work!

[Anita]

Amazing!

[Katia11]

No, he was not trying to commit suicide, Em. He just had an accident.

They are probably about 18 in this. Love, Katie. So, I know these have all been really cheesy. But, I do have some not so happy ones (and much more believable ones) up my sleeve, I promise.

Don't own Jimmy. Or O Christmas Tree… =) Some recommended listening: O Christmas Tree, Baby it's Cold Outside.

O Christmas Tree

People sang carols in the street and church bells were ringing. Families were sharing laughs while stuffing their faces.

It was Christmas in Retroville.

Down in his lab, Jimmy was giving his girlfriend her present. The holographic fireplace was roaring and the lights on the Christmas tree twinkled.

"It's beautiful," she said as he clasped the tear dropped shaped diamond necklace he had made around her neck.

"It looks nice on you," he added with a smile.

"Now it's my turn," she added as she pulled out her present.

"It's a gift card to Invent. Com!"

"I know you love their products and I figured it would be a good gift."

"Good? It's perfect!" He brushed his hand against hers. "Absolutely perfect," he added as he moved a little closer to her. His shoulder briefly brushed against hers and he smiled warmly. She also took note of the mischevious glint in his eyes.

She flashed him a nervous smile.

"Well, as nice as this has been, I should get home."

His smile abruptly vanished.

"You just got here."

"I need to go, Jimmy."

"It's Christmas."

"Yeah, I'm sure your mother will want you upstairs and mine will probably call Libby's mom soon to make sure I'm there."

"Mom knew you were coming this morning, and as for your mother, I disconnected your phone line."

"You did what?"

"I figured you'd enjoy that one," he replied with a grin.

"If she finds out," she warned.

"She won't. Now, please stay a little while."

"If I stay longer than an hour your mom will get suspicious."

"It's a good thing I told her I'd be a while," he added as he gently caressed her lips with his index finger.

With a frown she removed his finger, but he smiled when he noticed that she was trembling.

"Mom will kill me if I don't make it home for her famous Christmas ham."

"But, it's cold outside."

She rolled her eyes.

"Did you seriously just use that line?"

He chuckled as he leaned very close to her ear and whispered.

"I don't want you to get pnemonia."

She groaned in frustration and using her hand tried to shoo him away from her face.

"Jimmy, this is Texas and I live just across the street. Now will you please stop that? You're being terribly distracting."

But, he didn't move away.

"Stay."

"I can't."

"Five minutes."

"Okay, I'll have one Purple Flurp, and then I've got to go."

He smiled and got up. He got a drink from the fridge and came back to join her on the couch. But, as he sat down she got up and sat down in his computer chair.

"What do you think you'll buy with that gift card?"

He ran his hands through his hair, but he smiled.

"We'll see."

She finished her drink and then walked over to the recycling bin near the door. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, working up all the strength she could possibly muster. She turned to tell him that she was leaving when she noticed that Jimmy was standing in front of the door.

"I have to go," she insisted.

"I'd like to see you try."

"Fine," she hissed. "Since you just have to do things the hard way."

She moved quickly, but Jimmy moved quicker. His arms oustretched and caught her in a tight embrace.

"Now you can't go anywhere."

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me."

He chuckled and then leaned in. Now his lips were very, very close to hers. His warm breath smelled like peppermint. Instantly, her entire body started buzzing with anticipation.

"Jimmy," she whispered. But, he didn't seem to heed her warning. He slowly leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. The warmth building inside of her was now about at it's boiling point.

Flustered, she tried to get away from him, but his embrace was much too tight. Since when had he gotten so incredibly strong? She growled.

"Jimmy, don't."

"I gave you one innocent little peck on the cheek, what's wrong with that?" he questioned softly.

"I can't stay," she replied, her voice squeaking a little.

He smiled deviously as he leaned close to her face.

"Please," his voice was low and husky.

Could he possibly be anymore sexy? For a moment she stood there, unable to move. It seemed that she had been rendered to this near gelatin state from the smoldering of his deep eyes.

Had she really just described his eyes as smoldering? Stupid Twilight getting into her head! This only made her more determined to resist him. Then she got a brilliant idea. With a soft smile she leaned towards him and when his grip loosened a little bit she took the opportunity to give one final push. She was free!

She laughed to herself as she hurried to the door. But, just as she was just about to walk out, Jimmy spoke.

"Have a merry Christmas," he added softly. He sounded so disappointed that it simply broke her heart.

For a few mintues Cindy stood trying to decide what to do. After she had carefully considered the pro's and con's of staying she finally decided what her course of action would be.

"I'll stay for a few more minutes," she stated as she slowly descended back into the lab.

Jimmy smiled and sat down on the couch and gestured for her follow. But, she shook her head and remained where she stood. He smiled and then stretched his long and lanky body over the couch, letting his feet dangle over one end.

"Fine, stand for all I care. It's your choice, Vortex."

She moved towards the tree in the corner of the lab and studied it. There were red and green ornaments and a beautiful golden star perched on top. She had done a fairly decent job of decorating it if she did say so herself.

"I'm really glad you got a real tree, Jimmy."

"Well, you kept telling me I should. I still say my holographic one would've been just fine."

She reached out and ran her fingers over the needles. She smiled as they gently prickled her skin.

"It's just not the same."

"I suppose," he quietly added.

Just then a familiar song popped into her head and she softly began to sing it.

"O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, thy leaves are so unchanging."

Goddard began softly playing an acoustic version of the tune as Jimmy rose from the couch.

"O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, thy leaves are so unchanging," he sang as he joined her by the tree.

"Not only green when summer's here, but also when it's cold and drear."

Before she could stop him, his arms had slipped his arms around her waist. She tried to ignore the way her body jolted with excitement and warmth.

"Oh Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, thy leaves are so unchanging," he sang as his mouth hovered near her ear.

"Oh Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, such pleasure do you bring me," she sang sweetly. Then realizing what she had said, she abruptly stopped. She could feel her face heating uncomfortably.

"I agree," he added and then placed a loving kiss on the corner of her mouth. The acoustic music from Goddard continued and for a moment, Cindy let herself melt into his embrace.

It was when she felt his lips moving hungrily against her jaw that she made her last effort to fight him.

"Jimmy, I need to go home."

"Hmm," He mused as he ran his fingers lightly up her arm and she shivered beneath his touch.

"I-I really, uh, have to uh, get back," she stuttered as he slowly worked his fingers up her shoulder, neck and tickled her jaw as he brushed her hair back. When he pressed his warm lips against the exposed skin a contented sigh escaped her lips.

"Jimmy," she whispered and finally turned to look him in the eyes. With that, her last defense melted like an ice cream cone in July. Goddard extended his mechanical arm above them and from it hung a single sprig of Mistletoe.

"Jimmy," she whispered as he gently cupped her cheek in his palm. "I don't know uh-"

But, she was cut off as Jimmy captured her lips passionately in his own.

Yet, even after the mistletoe had been removed neither of them ended the embrace. In fact, their kisses were getting deeper and more passionate by the second.

They slowly worked their way over to the couch. And as they sank down onto it, Jimmy gave Goddard a discreet wink. Without any further prompting Goddard went into sleep mode. Then Jimmy clapped and all the automatic lights in the lab went off.

Only the Christmas tree still twinkled casting a soft and sparkling light all around the lab.

"It's beautiful," Cindy whispered.

"Merry Christmas, Cindy," he replied flirtatiously.

"Merry Christmas... Oh my! " She giggled. "Just what do you think you are doing?"

"Shh," he whispered and then a soft and compliant whimper rose to her lips.

"Oh, James."

-x-

Whoa! NAUGHTY!

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

Awww!! I don't think it's too mushy at all! I, in fact, think it's DOGGONE adorable!! I do have a slight feeling of what could happen... *snicker*

[Anita]

I'm so silly that I blushed!


LOOOOVED THAT ONE!!!!

[Anita]

Waiting for more...

[Katia11]

You ladies are so sweet. I could eat you up!!!

Set just before College. Love, Katie

I don't own Jimmy.

Pearl

The small round object glittered as he ran it between his fingers. With its flawless creamy white surface the pearl was breathtaking.

He smiled as he pulled out the piece of wire that he was going to attach it to. He couldn't believe that she'd kept it all these years and now she'd practically ordered him to make her a necklace out of it before they went off to College.

Of course, he'd resisted, but all she had to do was lean forward place her lips really close to his and he caved.

As he polished the pearl to remove a few tiny smudges of sweat he mused on the significance of the tiny object. It had taken him 137 tries to find it, yet this one impulsive act of kindness changed their relationship forever.

It had been the best move he'd ever made. It's almost like he knew what they could be. Almost like he saw that she was exactly what he needed. Almost like he knew in his heart that she was his soul mate and she always would be.

With a decisive snip, he cut the wire. A pearl necklace just wasn't enough.

It was time for a ring.

-x-

[Anita]

cute!!!!

[Katia11]

[Katia11]

Just before College. Enjoy. Note: This is a companion piece to Pearl

Love, Katie

I don't own Jimmy.

Question

The sun was shining warmly and the breeze was soft and gentle. The birds were chirping. According to many it was the most beautiful summer day that Retroville had seen thus far.

But, Jimmy Neutron didn't think it was so because the day that he had dreaded for months had finally arrived.

Cindy Vortex was leaving for College. At the current moment she was loading up a bunch of boxes into an old white truck. She looked positively adorable with her v-necked red top and denim shorts. The sunlight was dancing in her hair, and her familiar smile tugged at her lips as she animatedly talked to Libby who was helping load too. He tried to look away from the blond beauty, but he just couldn't.

The summer had gone by so fast. He hadn't even gotten to ask her his big question. But it wasn't because he hadn't tried. Oh, no. He'd tried very hard, but everything backfired on him.

The first time, her hair had caught on fire. The second time, he puked all over her. The third time, he'd asked in a foreign language. The fourth time, she didn't hear what he said. The fitfth time, his mother had walked in on them. Ever since, he hadn't gotten another chance. And the sad reality was, he wouldn't get another chance. At least not for a while.

Just then Goddard nudged his head affectionately against his leg.

"Hey boy," he greeted warmly and patted the cold metal head with his hand.

Goddard whined softly.

"You should go say goodbye."

"I don't know, Goddard."

"Say goodbye."

Jimmy nodded and with a new sense of determination went across the street to say goodbye to his girlfriend. The day was even hotter than it looked. It made his palms sweaty and his insides feel like they were on fire.

"Hi Cind," he said to girl who was currently busy with her last box.

After he had spoken she instantly turned and smiled warmly at him.

"Jimmy," she whispered. "I was afraid you wouldn't say goodbye."

"Well, I'm here aren't I?" He asked as he moved a little closer.

"Yeah, you are."

"I'll miss you, you know."

She smiled easily and ignored her mother who had mysteriously appeared and was periodically clearing her throat.

"I'll miss you too. You'll have to promise you'll write me," she quietly asked.

"I can do that." He paused for a moment. "So, I guess this is it, huh?"

"It is," she responded.

"Well, I hope you have a good semester," he added lamely as he dug his hands into his pockets.

His eyes widened as his fingertips felt the little velvet box. His heartbeat skyrocketed. Goddard must've snuck it in!

But, was he insane enough to ask now?

"Jimmy, are you okay? You look like you're going to be sick!" Libby inquired. He had almost forgotten she was there until she spoke.

His head snapped up and he moved a little closer to Cindy. Sasha hissed, but did not move from where she was standing.

"Cindy, we've been together for a really long time. But, we're going to opposite sides of the country and I-I," he was stuttering now.

Great Jim, that's just great.

"You are not breaking up with me, are you?"Cindy hissed.

"No!" He vehemently exclaimed. "That's not what I meant at all."

All three women were scowling at him. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea.

"It's like I've been trying to tell you all summer. I-I want you to-er-uhm." He was stuttering again. Why did words escape him when it really mattered? The scowl on Cindy's face quickly disappeared into confusion.

"Jimmy, you aren't making sense."

"I want you to-to…I mean, will you, er m-mah, mah."

"Huh?"

He blinked and tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but when he opened his mouth to speak again it came out as a squeak.

"You know, as much as I hate to interrupt this love fest, Cindy needs to get going. We don't want her to be late on the first day," Libby gently reminded.

Cindy nodded in agreement.

"Right," she added quickly.

Then before he could figure out what was happening, she leaned forward, kissed him for a moment and then softly whispered a quick goodbye in his ear. He couldn't help but notice that a few tears sliding down her cheeks as she moved away from him.

His whole body felt like it was paralyzed. Why wouldn't his brain function normally? All he had to do was say four little words. Come on Jim, you can do this! Cindy climbed into her truck and it started with a loud roar.

Finally, his voice returned to him.

"Cindy! Wait!"

But, she had already pulled out into the road and with a wave disappeared into the sunset.

Sasha sent him a fierce scowl and then disappeared into her house. Libby stood there for a few moments wiping a few tears from her eyes. She sent Jimmy a small smile and then turned to walk down the street. When she was out of sight, he pulled the small velvet box out of his pocket and popped it open.

"Will you marry me?" He whispered knowing full well that he wouldn't recieve an answer.

-x-

[Mystic]

Aww poor Jimmy.