Hey there, I figured a little background on the original premise of Jimmy Two-Shoes would help before I start the story. Leaked production art and screencaps, as well as confirmation from the show's co-creator, Edward Kay, has basically painted a pretty straightforward picture of what the pilot (which has yet to be released) and original idea of the show was going to be like. It involved Jimmy, a nice, happy-go-lucky teenager from an ideal white-picket fence neighborhood, getting hit by a bus and descending into Hell via an administrative error at whatever office is in charge of dealing out a person's final destination in the afterlife. The characters were also different as well: Lucius was originally named Lucifer, the fallen angel of death, and Heloise was in fact a serial killer hired by Lucius (Lucifer) to make Jimmy miserable.

Some of the JTS characters I'm including in this story are not in fact original concept characters, but because the story would seem a tad unfulfilled without them I decided it wouldn't be the end of the world if I put them in. Edward Kay has now also confirmed that the original pilot for the show is only a mere 8 minutes in length, meaning obviously that many details and events happening in this story are based mainly on an imaginative whim in order to create a less brief adventure.

Disclaimer: Jimmy Two-Shoes belongs to Edward Kay & Sean Scott

Jimmy Two-Shoes: The Pilot

Chapter 1

Paradise in Suburbia

Today was like no other. The sun shone through the trees with an extra flare. The flowers were just coming out of their buds. The breeze was fluttering around, warm and gentle. The clouds seemed to smile down on all the people in the city. And nobody was enjoying it more than Jimmy.

Walking down the street, the quirky, perpetually optimistic teenage boy glowed with enthusiasm. There was always an extra spring in his step. He even tried to whistle along with the birds, but everyone knew he couldn't whistle. Nobody knew why.

The tall, extremely skinny blond boy was wearing his favorite stripped green shirt, jeans, and black and white Converse®. He smiled and walked along the sidewalk, passing by the row of white, cozy houses that made up his neighborhood. This was truly paradise.

"Man, what a great day!" He ecstatically proclaimed to himself.

The boy couldn't be happier. For some reason he always saw the bright side of things. He never saw the glass half-empty. "I just wish I had something to drink though."

It was fairly hot, and lemonade stands were hard to come by. Jimmy just shrugged. "I'll just go downtown. There's got to be a hundred drink stands there."

Now all he needed was some transportation. "Hmm, no bike. And not enough money for a taxi…"

He thought about borrowing his neighbor's car again, but we all know how that ended. Then he got it. "Well taking the bus could be fun."

He reached into his pocket to check how much money he had and pulled out several coins and a dollar bill. "Ok let's see… that's $1.00 and 25, 50, 60, 65, 75."

$1.75; enough for the bus but about a quarter short for any chance of lemonade. "Oh well, maybe I'll get lucky on the way."

He strolled along the sidewalk without a care in the world. He could already taste that sweet, sweet le-mon-ade. Something about today gave him a feeling. He didn't know what it was but he could tell it was going to be something great.

Without warning, dozens of police cars whizzed by him, sirens blaring. He didn't even hear them coming. "Oh man, I hope everything's ok."

He was slightly concerned, but he wasn't going to let something like that bring him down. He kept on strolling, looking around as he walked. He then noticed a police helicopter whirling around in the corner of his eye. "Ahehe… I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. Some cat probably got stuck in a tree somewhere."

Now he was walking a little faster, taking bigger steps in order to reach the bus stop quicker.

BANG! BANG! Was that… gunfire? Jimmy couldn't exactly tell; he'd never heard real gunfire before. Only on his favorite videogames.

Whether it was real or not, he bolted. Running through the neighborhood at lightning speed, he just wanted to get his le-mon-ade as quickly as possible and then get home.

"Oh man, what if the city's being invaded by aliens? Or zombie-aliens? Or zombie mutant mole ali-" BAM! Jimmy crashed right into the bus stop sign and landed hard on the sidewalk. "OoOoooOh I can see starrsss." He giggled with disorientation.

"Young man, are you alright?" There was an old woman already waiting at the stop. "That was some accident you had."

"Ooooh, I mean yeah I'm fine." He blinked the stars out of his eyes and got up quickly. He hoped the old lady was the only one who saw that. Then he looked up and saw the sign. Finally, he made it.

"Gonna get some le-mon-nade. Gonna get some le-mon-ade." He sang to himself. Just then he remembered.

"Say Miss. You wouldn't happen to have an extra quarter I could borrow would you?" Jimmy asked with a wide smile.

"Hmm well let's see here." The lady took out her coin purse and started looking around. "Well here's my coupon book, my emergency sewing needles, my receipts, and oh pictures of my grandkids; aren't they just adorable?"

Jimmy tried to keep a straight smile. He wanted to laugh so badly; her grandkids all looked like chubby Oompa Lumpas.

"Sorry young man, it seems I don't have any extra change."

Jimmy was a tad disappointed, but still too optimistic to get down. "Oh well, that's ok. Thanks anyway."

The bus seemed to be taking a long time. Jimmy tapped his feet against the concrete sidewalk and hummed to make the wait less boring. He looked at his wrist to check the time.

"Man, I really need to get a watch one of these days." He said as he stared onto his bare wrist. Suddenly, something caught his eye in front of him. There in the middle of the road, something sparkled in the sunlight. He leaned over and squinted his eyes to get a better look.

"Is that... YES! It is!" A bright, shiny quarter lying right in the middle of the street, just waiting for someone to take it. "Today must be my lucky day." He beamed.

Jimmy was about to run right out into the street when he stopped dead at the edge of the curb and slapped his forehead. "Oops, I almost forgot." He then looked to the left and right of the street, to make sure no cars were coming. "Safety first!" He grinned. Then he ran right out into the middle of the street towards the coin. He bent over carefully to pick it up and then examined it. A 1966 quarter, and it was still shiny.

"Wow, I must be really lucky." He said as he flipped the coin in the air and into his pocket. Then he realized he was still standing in the middle of the street. "I should probably get back over before I get hu- OOMPH."

Someone ran right into him. He fell over on the pavement and rubbed his head. He was kind of used to getting accidentally hurt by now. He looked over to see who he collided with and apologize to the person.

It was a little girl, or at least she looked really young. She had dirty peach skin, messy dirty-blond hair tied in a pony-tail and cold, icy blue eyes. She also wore a long, stained maroon gown that covered her entire body; all you could see were her head and hands. And from what Jimmy could tell, she was out of breath and royally miffed.

"HEY! *pant* WATCH WHERE *pant* YOU'RE GOING!" She tried to maintain an angry frown, even though she was tired and out of breath.

"Sorry, I didn't see you coming. I was just trying to get this awesome quarter I saw." He held it up to show her, but she maintained her frown.

"You're lucky I'm in a hurry buster!" she panted, looking around frantically, "Or I would so murde-".

She was cut off by the sound of blaring police sirens coming from around the block.

"OH NO! Don't let them catch me. Please!" She tried her best to fashion the cutest, saddest puppy dog eyes she could. "They've got the wrong suspect. I'm innocent!"

Now Jimmy was pretty naïve, and he had a particular weakness for cute puppy dog eyes. "Sure I'll help you out." He got up, dusted himself off, and pointed to the back of his shirt. "You can hide in here."

The girl looked at him with an annoyed, puzzled expression. "Oh well," she thought, "beggars can't be choosers." She climbed into his shirt and held onto his back tightly. Just then, a squad car pulled up and stopped right beside Jimmy.

"Excuse me son," the officer said as he rolled down his window, "have you seen a small girl running around anywhere? About yay-high with a red dress on?" The officer gestured with his hands to show the fugitives height; about the exact same height as the girl Jimmy was hiding.

The girl bit her lip underneath Jimmy's shirt. "A red DRESS?" She angrily thought. "It's a GOWN, not a dress!" She didn't like the idea of being called a girly-girl. She was tough and mean. She wanted to kill that guy, but then she might get caught.

"Uh, umm, no sorry. Haven't seen her." Jimmy hurriedly said. He tried not to look nervous, even though he was sweating and his eye was twitching. He had never lied to the police before. He just wanted to help this poor little girl out.

"Well if you do…" the officer said sternly as he pulled down his shades, "make sure that you contact us right away. She's extremely dangerous. She's already killed seven people in mid-town. We've been trying to catch her for months."

The girl giggled underneath Jimmy's shirt. She took her description of being murderous and elusive as a compliment.

"Did you say something son? I thought I heard something."

Jimmy nearly panicked. "Uh no officer, that was just my stomach. I'm so thirst- I MEAN HUNGRY! Yeah that's it. Hungry! Ahehehe…" He was so nervous. He wished the officer would just go.

"Well alright son, take care. Oh and before I forget. You really shouldn't be standing here in the middle of the road. It's dangerous."

Jimmy had completely forgotten he was still in the middle of the street. "Oh uh yes sir. I'll be sure to move right away."

"Oh and one more thing. Be sure to get that hunchback taken care of." The officer pulled his shades back up and rolled up his window as he drove away.

Jimmy wiped his forehead. "Phew! That was close. Alright, the coast is clear!"

The girl climbed out of his shirt and looked around again. Things did seem to be calm. "Thanks… I guess." She looked at him suspiciously. She couldn't tell if he was just really nice or really stupid.

"Well, if you're not doing anything right now, do you want to come with me to get some le-mon-ade? I was just going into the city to get some." Jimmy asked with a wide grin.

"Back into the city? No way." She thought. She had been spending all night and morning just trying to escape from there. "Um, no thanks. I think I'll just head off by mysel-" BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

They both turned around frantically. They could see what looked like a bus barreling right toward them. They were still in the middle of the road. You'd think they'd have moved by now?

"Oh hey there's the bus. Hurry or we'll miss it." Jimmy said eagerly as he tugged her gown.

"Are you CRAZY? Let go of me! He's coming right for us!" She tried to get loose from his grip but he held on, not paying attention. He was so excited for the lemonade that he didn't even realize the bus wasn't slowing down.

"Yooouuu whooooo! Over here Mr. Bus Driver! Me and my friend are gonna get some le-mon-ade!" Jimmy started singing as he pulled the girl toward the oncoming bus. "Gonna get some le-mon-ade! Gonna get some le-mon-ade!"

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! The driver's head seemed to be slouched down on the horn. The bus was rocketing right toward them.

"Let GO! LET GO!" She screamed, trying to pull away. "It's going to hi-" THUD

The bus zoomed right into them and kept on going at high speed. The old lady at the bus stop had her eyes wide open with terror and her jaw wide open with disbelief.