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The rain poured down upon the four. Danny had lost his ghost power, Timmy had lost his fairies somehow and Jimmy was hurt- badly. Spongebob was nowhere to be seen.
Vlad had won against the Nicktoons, and now that they were gone nobody could fight him.
They were currently stuck within the middle of New York, surrounded by the footsteps of strangers, their cold bodies getting colder.
The first one to wake up from unconsciousness was Jimmy. He let out a groan and felt his head. Memories flooded into his brain and he let out a strangled cry as he gripped his head. It was throbbing in pain. He sat up on his knees and realised where he was, and who he was with.
There were anti-fairies everywhere, causing mayhem and pain wherever they went. Vlad’s drones were sent in to destroy buildings and it was all destruction. Everywhere he looked. He had lost.
No. They had lost.
The genius stretched out his back, and poked Timmy to see if he was alive. He stirred a little bit and Jimmy let out a sigh of relief. He shook Danny a little and he had the same reaction. His friends were alive. That was good.
Jimmy snapped his neck on both sides to release the tension in his body, and realised his arm was broken. How he didn’t feel the searing pain before he couldn’t tell you. Tears mixed in with the heavy rain on the floor, and he had to get them out before they got horribly sick. With a broken arm he wondered how he could do such a task.
A lady who carried a large briefcase stood before him, and with a concerned look asked
“Are you and your friends okay?” She pointed to them. “They’ll be fine.” Jimmy smiled. “Probably a few concussions, nothing to worry about. But, I’d like to ask a favour.” The lady cocked her head to one side. “I believe I can.”
The three were taken to the ladies home. Danny and Timmy were placed in the ladies bed, tucked tight in the sheets together, almost spooning one another. Jimmy was currently wrapped up in a blanket while tending to his broken arm, soothing the pain with an ice bag.
“Thank you, but...What’s your name?” Jimmy asked, placing the ice bag down and wrapping up his arm in a cast.
“My name’s Mrs Rosswell, I work with Dr Membrane over in the New York City labs. It’s not far from here. He is quite the genius.” She smiled. “He has two children of his own, although I’ve never seen them in person before.” She crossed her legs and poured him some hot tea. “What are their names?” Jimmy asked, gripping his hands around the pale mug, steam coating his cheeks.
“I believe their names are Dib and Gaz. I’m not sure who is who.”
“You say that you work in science?” Jimmy’s eyes sparkled with interest.
“Of course! I mainly work in neuroscience but I dabble in classical music too.” She placed her teacup on its plate, and placed it on the table and gave him a small smile. “Where are you from?” She asked and Jimmy began to feel cold sweat. How can he say he’s from another dimension?
“Uh...Uh….Up North?” He stammered, the tea mug shaking in his hands.
“It’s alright. You don’t have to tell me.” She chuckled.
This woman is everything I dreamed of, and more! Jimmy thought, his cheeks tinting a shade of red. He was caught in a daydream when he suddenly heard two voices screaming upstairs.
“Your friends must be awake.” Mrs Rosswell laughed. To Jimmy, that laugh was pure magic. Magic...A thought nabbed at the back of his mind but he ignored it as Mrs Rosswell greeted the two boys.
Danny took a seat next to Mrs Rosswell, and Timmy sat next to Jimmy.
“Can anyone tell me why I was sleeping with Mr Gho...ooooohmba?” He asked when he saw Mrs Rosswell. He didn’t want to reveal that Danny was part Ghost to a stranger.
“Mr Ghoomba? Is that your name?” Mrs Rosswell laughed as Timmy hid in his shirt. Literally.
“No, it’s just a weird nickname bucktooth boy gave me.” He snarled at Timmy before said bucktooth boy burst out laughing. “It’s getting rather late, you boys should get to bed before something else happens to you.” Mrs Rosswell gave a light smile as her light blue eyes tinted green.
As the boys went up to bed Jimmy gave a small sigh. “Alright, fudgehead. What’s up with you?” Timmy asked and flopped down on Mrs Roswell's bed. “She’s just...amazing. She’s everything I want in a woman. Smart, beautiful, resourceful...Mind you I’m only looking for intelligence in a partner.” He had a dreamy look in his eye as he stared out of the window to the busy street. The buildings light gave off a beautiful stream down the road. Cars and people moved down to wherever they had to go, save for the destroyed areas where they fought with Vlad. Somehow the anti-fairies gone away, probably because they thought the Nicktoons Unite were dead. Maybe that was for the better.
Jimmy went towards the window and opened it, savouring the flavour the mystical city gave. Memories flooded in. Their battle was a long one, but maybe they can rest a while before they ventured out again.
He climbed in between Timmy and Danny, not wanting anything to do with their sweat and horrible germs and...he thought of Mrs Rosswell. It was a shame that she was married, and ten years older.
With that thought enclosed in his mind, he wandered off to sleep, in the protective embrace of his friends.