...system. Goddard's monitor showed a standard human x-ray. Fine. I'll fix my computer.
After a long day of walking the barren Texas trail, the sky had fallen dark. Gearing was within sight, but too far to reach in the remaining time. Camp was set up, and once more all prepared to rest for the night.
Jimmy looked across the large camp. Today was quite a success. Tomorrow, they would search Gearing for survivors, inevitably adding in bounds to the army.
Some rustling noises happened in the bushes behind Jimmy. Jimmy turned around, slightly frozen in fear. Out of the bushes came a dark figure. As the day's dying light shone, it became obvious who it was...
Jimmy Neutron. The words were cold with resentment.
You tried to take over the world!
You made me get stuck in a cocoon under the ground for dozens of millions of years, full of rage against every part of you. Grandma Tater's skin began rippling, especially around the head. Her head exploded, revealing what Jimmy had to assume was her real head: an enormous obsidian thing, protruding heavily towards Jimmy and heavily in the opposite direction as well. It lacked eyes, but he doubted it lacked a substitute, such as echolocation. Its mouth was large and imposing....