Author's Note: Hello, !. It's been…a few years. I'm aware I completely vanished from the writing (and even reading) fanfiction scene, but I'm back. *cricket chirps*

Anyhow, I bring another installment of Ultra Date, my favorite little project. Since I wasn't able to sleep, and felt nostalgic, I got my head set on writing some more. So here it is. My style has changed some since I last updated, so I apologize if that might not please the readers (did I even have any? Hah)

Criticism is welcome, compliments encouraged.

Chapter Two

Meanwhile, the two young love birds enjoyed the trip on the hover car, watching the serenity of the horizon.

Wait a second, that isn't right. Godard looked up again, to find Cindy rolling her eyes as Jimmy kept arguing and pointing at the controls.

''I was serious when I said I'd drive, now look at what you've done!'' Cindy let out a sigh in annoyance; clearly she'd heard this phrase more than once in the past twenty minutes. ''I was just trying to have a little fun jerktron, we've gone through everything on this piece of junk, didn't know a little fiddling would make it malfunction'' Jimmy simply glared back at the blonde, as beads of sweat went down his forehead. Malfunction was a way of putting it, just not the right one.

''Cindy, you do realize we could be stranded here for hours. In fact, it's 4:57 already, the meteor shower is in less than four hours.'' Cindy scoffed, as she crossed her arms, lifting a brow at the young genius. ''Last time we were stranded you didn't seem to mind. And it's not like we're in the middle of the Sahara, Retroville isn't too far back, I can see Retroland from here. Just park this scrap of metal somewhere and let's wait for the shower there. We might as well watch it likw a normal couple''

''Hey! This scrap of metal has taken us—wait, did you just say, couple? '' Jimmy stated carefully, stopping mid sentence to make sure his fuming hadn't caused him to hallucinate. Cindy blinked, and stuttered momentarily as if she looked for an answer, Hell if I know, what are we anymore? She thought to herself.

''Don't get your hopes up Neutron, it was by all means, a hypothetical remark'' she answered swiftly; avoiding his gaze, yet still felt her cheeks burn. Jimmy sighed in exasperation, and turned to the confused robotic dog that lay in the corner, keeping a safe distance from the scene.

''Goddard, options.'' Goddard quickly sat up at the command of his owner, and his screen became visible once again.

Fix hover car, and enjoy a candle lit dinner in mechanic atmosphere

''Pff, nice metaphor. But I'd rather go have a smoothie at the Candy Bar than eating in this dump.'' Cindy commented, looking down on the mobile. She seemed to get some enjoyment out of watching Jimmy fume.

Head to Retroland, and ''mingle''

Before Cindy could get a chance to speak, Jimmy shook his head at his loyal companion. ''I don't remember installing that word into your vocabulary chip; you've been eyeing those magazines again. No need to meet up with anyone in Retroland, although'' he turned to stare at Cindy ''I haven't seen Betty Quinlan since she transferred schools last year''

''I don't have all day here, what's the other option.'' Jimmy smiled to himself as he watched Cindy cringe at Betty's name. Served her right.

The Retroville cinema was famous for many things. It had celebrity appearances (if you can call Jimmy, a celebrity, that is) the best selection of snacks, and of course, the grittiest bathrooms in all of town.

Clearly, Sheen's bean burritos had belonged there.

''What is that smell…'' a voice uttered in a hoarse whisper, only to get ushered by her companion.

''It's the kid. He clearly came in here in a hurry. '' Suddenly, the door to one of the bathroom compartments opened, and a woman, dressed in a sleek red dress, walked out. She had asian features, and long ebony hair that reached her waist. But her beauty was under a certain veil of mystery, as she walked gracefully, inspecting the room. ''We have to keep a watch on him, just like master Yoo Yee ordered''

Behind her, a young man followed. Like her, he also had asian features. His hair was kept in a ponytail, but unlike his companion, he kept a swift step, and couldn't seem to keep still. ''I don't mind keeping an eye on him, it's smelling him what's going to drive me mad'' He said, shaking his hand to shake off the leftover smell. The woman grinned, and leaned against the sink.

''Why, you should be honored to be this close to the chosen one. He has blessed you with his presence, Yuan'' The man scoffed, and stared into his reflection in the mirror ''This blessing will be hard to wash off, Mei'' Mei laughed, and turned to face him. ''Booth girl said they were headed to that Jet Fusion movie, didn't she?''

''I've always wanted to watch a western action movie''

Yuan exited the bathroom, checking the perimeter for the presence of the ''big headed boy'' Yoo Yee had warned him about. Shortly after, Mei followed him.

''Was that an asian chick coming out of the Men's bathroom?'' Nick pointed out to Butch, as they stood in line for tickets. Butch rubbed his chin ''I wonder what bathrooms in China are like''

''Carl, we've gone over this three times now. Either you admit Ultralord is better than Llama boy, or I'm not sharing the nachos.'' Carl glared at Sheen, and stuffed more popcorn into his mouth. ''Blas-mmf-phemy'' Libby shook her head at the two boys, sitting in the middle was going to be harder than she thought. ''Guys, there's enough food to last us one hour in here, calm down.''

''How do you expect me to calm down, woman? He insulted Ultralord, and he wants to take our food. But most of all, he insulted Ultralord!'' Libby rolled her eyes ''I think you were clear the first time Sheen, and Carl pitched in, so it's his food too.''

''It's fine Libby, I need to watch my weight anyway'' Carl said with a sheepish smile, as he monstrously devoured another handful of popcorn. Libby raised a brow.

The theatre was surprisingly empty; Libby scanned the room, but only saw a young couple sitting in the front row.

''Guys'' she said in a whisper ''Don't you think this place is kind of, deserted? It is Valentine's Day afterall.'' Sheen rubbed his chin, and took a glance at his wrist watch ''Well, it's 5:09. Ultralord starts in approximately thirteen hours. Yeah, makes sense'' Carl positioned his glasses further up his nose. ''Maybe Jet has lost some fans lately?''

Libby bit the bottom of her lip. Sometimes, she felt just like Jimmy, being able to detect something out of place, a piece that wouldn't fit. If only she also had the ability to fix it. She decided to sit back, and take a sip out of her purple flurp.

''I'm starting to think Cindy overrated this stuff'' She said, frowning at the soda. Sheen took out his action figure, and began to toy with it. ''Sometimes I wish, I could star in a movie, with Ultralord by my side. Or Ultralord DIRECTING it'' Libby chuckled.

''Sheen, you're already your own walking freak show.''

''I'll take that as a compliment! And may I just say you're also a sight to see, my Libbalicious. I'd love watching you star in a film''

Be careful with what you wish for, Sheen.