Dr. Scientist was doing needlework when he realized that he was being watched. Throwing the quilt away (Hitting a cat out of sight) he turned to the audience.

"Velcome back to Miserypiece Theater!" He said, rubbing his hands eagerly. "Before the previous break, we saw how Jimmy met his two best friends, Beezy and Heloise!"

The quilt came flying back- from the opposite side- and hit Dr. Scientist directly in the mouth. After a few moments of struggling, Dr. Scientist managed to spit the thing out.

"Yuck, threaddy!" Dr. Scientist groaned, before remembering himself. "Um, yes, anyvay, vatch with us as ve see the third and final part of…"

The Secret Origins of Jimmy Two Shoes

Part 3-

Outside of Heloise's walking torture chamber, Beezy was still fast asleep. Aside from the occasional comment on the price of platypus bills, he snored lazily.

Then Jimmy fell on him. Beezy woke up with a start.

"So that's what that button does…" Jimmy muttered, staring up at the legged building. He didn't seem to realize that he was sitting on Beezy's tummy, but Beezy did.

"Jimmy, you're back!" Beezy gasped, standing up. Before Jimmy could fall he hugged him. "And your front! You're all here!"

"Hey, Beezy!" Jimmy greeted, and pointed at the mobile structure. "You gotta see what's in there! It is so sweet!"

Beezy shook his head. "Nah, that thing is too punchy for my taste. Let's go do something that won't damage my jaw."

And with that, Beezy dragged Jimmy away.

("And vhat is Heloise doing, you may ask?" Dr. Scientist poised rhetorically)

In another part of the cylinder was a room full of scanners, Tesla coils, turning cogs, and other mechanical doohickeys. Heloise stood before a console with thousands of buttons and switches. A giant screen was above it.

"Computer, analyze." Heloise ordered, "What's happening to me?"

She pushed a button. A ray of light shined over her for a second.

"Processing," an electronic voice responded. After a few seconds, it said, "Analysis: Blood rate has increased, due to heart beating."

"My heart is beating? I have a heart?" Heloise asked, confused. "Why?"

"An increase in heart rate may be caused by intensive physical exercise." The computer answered.

"Well, I did jog all the way up here…" Heloise admitted before saying, "But I wasn't doing any intensive exercise when this…heart-beating started!"

"Other causes are related to experiencing fearful situations…" The computer suggested.

Heloise scoffed at this. She didn't experience fearful situations. She created fearful situations!

"…or as a result of falling in love." The computer finished.

Heloise raised an eyebrow. "…Lah-ove?" She said, rolling the unfamiliar word over her tongue.

"Love," The computer defined, and a picture of a pink heart appeared on the screen. "A strong affection for another arising out of kinship; A warm attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion."

"Well, that's ridiculous!" Heloise protested, "I've never felt anything for anyone, ever! Not Lucius, not-" She gagged. "-Samy, no one!"

Heloise turned away and frowned. She noticed a light fixture on the wall resembled Jimmy's head and recalled what he had said to her in part 2;

"Now I'm like Mr. Fantastic!"

Heloise growled. "Not that!"

Oh, right;

"I'm glad to have met you!"

Heloise's heart went BUMP again, but this time she didn't react. She was too busy smiling in a way that was completely unlike her, without a trace of malice or sinister intent. Plus a gooey pinkish feeling was filling her head. She realized what was happening and shook herself out of it.

"A-anyway, what's Jimmy doing now?" Heloise asked, her voice warming slightly when she said 'Jimmy.'

"Subject is no longer within Mobile Lab." The computer reported.

"What! He's gone?" Heloise cried, and got angry. "Where is he?"

"Scanning," A picture of a turning gear appeared on screen. Then it said, "Subject found."

The screen showed the outside Miseryville. Jimmy and Beezy were standing on a hill. Next to them was a bathtub with wheels. They were talking about something (The audio was turned off) and gesturing to the tub. Jimmy laughed and playfully punched Beezy's arm.

"That's Lucius' ugly lump of a son!" Heloise realized.

Seeing this caused a horrible black feeling to erupt inside of Heloise, overpowering the pink, gooey warmth she felt moments before. It was like being on fire and frozen solid at the same time. She turned away from the screen just in time to miss Beezy give Jimmy a punch of his own.

"WHY," She hissed, her eyes twitching. "IS. JIMMY. WITH. BEEZY?"

She was so consumed by a fury she didn't recognize that she didn't notice Jimmy falling the tub and rolling off, with Beezy in hot pursuit.

Heloise whirled back at the computer and screamed, "Why didn't you alert me earlier!"

"No such notifications was reques-"

That was as far as the computer got before Heloise whipped out a battle ax three times her size and smashed the console with it.

"Never mind!" She yelled, storming off. "I'll go get him myself!"

("Vow," Dr. Scientist gulped, "Remind me to never get Heloise mad!")

In the streets of central Miseryville, Lucius Heinous VII and Samy were out for a stroll. Well, Samy was strolling, Lucius was standing on his head. Samy's, that is. In any case, Lucius was whistling a happy tune.

"You're in an awfully good mood, boss." Samy noted, straining slightly under the weight.

"How could I not be?" Lucius sighed, and hopped off of Samy's head, much to the minion's relief. "Just thinking about how Heloise is giving Jimmy the works puts a smile onto my face," He rubbed his hands as he chuckled evilly. "Oh, I can't wait to see how miserable he is!" He paused. "What's that sound?"

'That sound' happened to be an ever-loudening cheer, and its source became all too apparent to Lucius in the next moment. Barreling down the sidewalk was Jimmy in Beezy in the bathtub. Samy managed to dodge them, but Lucius wasn't so lucky.

THWAMP!

Samy stared as Jimmy and Beezy happily rolled away from them. "Huh, that doesn't look so miserable," He looked down at Lucius' flattened form. "Does that look miserable to you?"

Lucius refused to dignify that with an answer. Instead, as he peeled himself off the sidewalk, he growled, "What happened to Heloise?"

Lucius got his answer when a pair of giant robotic legs ran by, once again squashing him flat.

"Jimmy!" Heloise yelled, her hands gripping the controls.

"Oh, there she is." Samy noted. Lucius moaned in response.

Heloise, meanwhile, was closing in on Jimmy. But it wasn't happening as quick as she liked. So, she pushed a button marked LEGS OFF, and a pair of rockets activated under the feet of her robot walker. She soared high into the air, did a magnificent triple-flip with half-gainer, and landed directly in front of Jimmy and Beezy's runaway tub. This caused a minor collision.

BANG!

Both Jimmy and Beezy went flying. A large extended from Heloise's cockpit and caught Jimmy. Beezy wasn't so lucky, and landed in a garbage can nearby.

"Hiii, Jimmy!" Heloise greeted, giving a wide smiling. "Remember me? That girl you're 'glad you met'?"

Jimmy was a little rattled from the collision, but he recognized her. "Yeah, I know you…Heloise, right?"

"He pronounced my name properly!" Heloise giggled to herself. Then she grabbed the cuff of Jimmy's shirt, leaned in close, and growled, "Why did you leave me?"

The force of her yell blew Jimmy's hair back, but also got rid of the grogginess. Wiping a bit of spit off his face, he replied, "Well, you were gone for a long time, so I got bored. Then I started pokin' around with stuff, and before you know it, I was outside. Then Beezy suggested we go tub-riding and here we are. Well, we're not tub-riding right now. You shouldn't jump in front of moving vehicles, it's dangerous…"

As Jimmy babbled endlessly about traffic laws and rabbits of a different color, Heloise looked off to the side. Beezy had just pulled himself out of the garbage can. They glared at each other.

Meanwhile, Jimmy was busy wrapping up his babble. "…And then coyote steps out into the road and- Hey, I've got an idea! Why don't you come tub-riding with us?"

Heloise looked back at Jimmy and smiled hopefully. "Really? With you?"

Jimmy missed the subtext of Heloise's question and replied, "Sure, the more the merrier! If two are better than one, than three is even better than that!"

"Unfortunately, we can't go tub-riding with Heloise, or anyone," Beezy cut in peevishly, and pointed. "Someone broke our tub!"

Jimmy and Heloise looked back at the tub. A single wheel had fallen off.

Jimmy began to say, "That doesn't look so b-"

Then a second wheel fell off. Then it disintergrated.

"…Oh," Jimmy muttered, when suddenly his eyes popped open with a 'ding.' "I know! Heloise is an inventor, maybe she can fix the tub! Then we can all go tub-riding!"

Heloise rubbed her chin in thought. While she didn't like the idea of fixing something that she had broken, especially something that had belonged to Beezy, the newfound desire to do not-evil things to Jimmy was making itself heard in a loud voice enhanced by a megaphone. An idea came to her, and she grinned evilly.

Minutes later, Jimmy and Heloise were blasting away in a rocket-powered bathtub, with Beezy being dragged along by a rope. Though at the speeds they were going at, it wasn't so much 'dragged' as 'flailing about helplessly.'

Samy, who had witnessed all of this couldn't help but comment, "Well, don't that beat all."

A mangled red hand rose up from the ground, grabbed Samy by the throat and pulled him down. At the same time, Lucius managed to raise his mangled head.

"Samy," He gasped angrily, "Remember what I said in part 2 about metaphorical guns?"

"Y-yes?" Samy choked out.

"I changed my mind," Lucius hissed, "Get me some real guns."

("In case you have not noticed, Miseryville does not use metaphors very often," Dr. Scientist explained, "So sometimes ve need specification.")

Meanwhile, Jimmy, Beezy, and Heloise had ended up in a field outside of Miseryville proper. The rocket-tub had become impaled into the earth, but none of them seemed to mind. They just sat in the field laughing.

"That was hilarious," Heloise snickered, "Especially the part where Beezy's rope snapped and he went hit the ground."

"Hey!" Beezy said sternly- before he laughed. "You're right, that was funny."

The three of them began to laugh again. Calming down, Jimmy stood up and brushed himself off.

"You know, when I was coming to this strange, new place, I was a bit worried," Jimmy admitted, "But after meeting its people- including you guys- I realize how foolish I was. There's nothing to worry about in Miseryville! Except for that shaking."

The three of them looked around. The ground was shaking, causing small pebbles to bounce up and down from the force.

Jimmy pointed in one direction. "Hey, what's that?"

'That' happened to be an incredibly large army of minotaurs, all dressed up like roman gladiators. They were armed with swords, shields, flails, battle axes, maces, and other kinds of medieval weaponry. They all wore scowls, grimaces, and other unfriendly expressions. There was an occasional tank following the hoard, some bearing the flag of Miseryville.

"Oh, that?" Beezy waved a dismissive hand, "That's just the entirety of my dad's merciless army. He always sends it out whenever he wants to wipe a single target off the face of Miseryville in a brutal display of gratuitous, excessive military force."

"Um, guys, they're kinda heading in our direction." Heloise pointed out.

The army's wasn't just getting closer, it was heading directly towards them. As the mass mob of minotaurs neared the trio, a niggling idea sprouted up in the bottom of Jimmy's mind. The army continued their approach as the idea burrowed its well up through Jimmy's grey matter, fighting it's way to the surface.

Jimmy's eye popped open. "I know what this is about…"

The army was a measly 5 yards away when Jimmy stepped forward and held out his hand. "Stop!"

Amazingly, they did. Armies are meant to take orders, and it never occurred to their trainers that people outside the leadership could give them.

Jimmy chuckled sheepishly. "C'mon, guys, you shouldn't have. Lucy shouldn't have gone to the trouble. Now he's thrown me a parade? I'm getting embarrassed!"

"Parade!"

Lucius leapt out in front of the crowd, Samy following me close behind. The tiny ruler of Miseryville was ticked; he was breathing heavily, and several veins were visible. His eyes were bloodshot with rage.

"What makes you think this is a parade?" Lucius demanded furiously. He would have pounced on Jimmy, but was held back by Samy. "And why would I throw a parade for you!"

"Well, you've already given me a dog and personal caretaker," Jimmy explained jovially, "What else could this be?"

Lucius' eye twitched. "That dog was supposed to bury you alive! And Heloise!" To her, he said, "I am very disappointed in you! Siding with the enemy!" He pointed at Jimmy and raved, "The enemy!"

Heloise just rolled her eyes. "Oh, don't get your horns in a twist-" she smirked. "Lucy."

That was a mistake. Lucius actually began to froth at the mouth. Incomprehensible words of anger fell from his mouth as he sputtered, "Ag- You- Ho- Wek- Mig- Her- Ak- Him- Lucy!" Heloise, Beezy, Samy, and the minotaurs wisely stepped back.

But not Jimmy. Instead, he bent down and patted Lucius on the back. "See, this is why I said you shouldn't have. You don't need to go to so much trouble on my account, Lucy."

That did it. Lucy's eyes became red with an unholy fire. For a moment it looked like he was about to throw the granddaddy of temper tantrums. Then he calmed down.

Looking at the minotaurs, Lucius remarked, "You know, I just realized; aside from the tanks, there's not a single gun in this army." Then he pointed at Jimmy. "ATTACK!"

The minotaurs raised their weapons high in the air and roared. Sensing that things were about to get real, Heloise stepped in front of Jimmy and held out her arms protectively. Beezy, sensing the same thing, stepped behind Jimmy and cowered.

Then, far, far, faaaar in the back of the army, something crashed. Everything stopped, as everyone looked back. A tank had been flipped over, along with a bunch of minotaurs. Then more minotaurs were knocked over. Another tank was flipped over. In rapid fire succession the entire army was being battered aside as something shoved and pushed its way towards the front.

"Wait! What's happening?" Lucius cried in alarm, "Stop!"

But it didn't stop. A whole lot of dust was being kicked up to, so those nearer to the target point couldn't see what was causing it. As it got closer and closer, Lucius grabbed Samy (Who was trying to creep away) and used him for a shield. It was of no use.

CRASH!

It took a few seconds for the dust to settle. When it did, the entire army, all of the minotaurs and tanks, had been knocked to the ground, Lucius and Samy had been trampled. And standing right in front of Jimmy, Heloise, and Beezy, was Cerbee.

The dog spat a slightly splintered stick at Jimmy's feet.

"…Good boy, Cerbee." Jimmy said at last.

Lucius pulled himself. There was a murderous look in his eyes. He stalked over to Jimmy, ready to commit bodily harm when he looked up and stopped. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened. Confused, everyone else looked up and gave similar (But exact) expressions of surprise.

Floating above the crowd were an innumerable amount of empty hoods.

"Oh, hey, robe-dudes!" Jimmy waved, "What's up?"

One said, we have come to undo the mistake that was made.

"Mistake?" Lucius asked, "What mistake?"

One said, Jimmy was not the one meant to come to Miseryville.

"I wasn't?" Jimmy asked.

"He wasn't…" Lucius murmured, thunderstruck. Then, slowly, a smile appeared on his face. Walking over to Jimmy, he said, "Well, so sorry about the mix-up, doesn't normally happen, be sure to write when you get to…wherever it is you're supposed to be. Ta-ta, goodbye, and good riddance!"

Jimmy looked down, depressed. "You mean I have to go? But I just got here…"

One asked, the prospect of living this place upsets you?

Jimmy nodded. "Heck, yeah! I mean, look at all of the great friends I just made!"

He reached his arms and pulled Beezy, Heloise, Lucius, and Samy into a hug. Cerbee hopped onto his head. All of them except for Lucius were smiling.

"Let go of me…" The tiny ruler of Miseryville growled.

"Miseryville is such an awesmazing place…" Jimmy said. (You think so, one asked) "It just doesn't feel right to leave after getting settled in."

"Well, no one cares what you have to say about it," Lucius insisted, pulling himself out of the hug. "The mysterious floating hoods have spoken! You must leave!"

We said nothing about making Jimmy leave, one said.

Jimmy dropped his friends and lucius and clapped his hands together, his eyes twinkling. "Really?"

"Yay!" Beezy and Heloise cheered.

"No!" Lucius cried in dismay. He ran up and grabbed one of the hoods. "You can't just leave him here!"

Let go of me- one said before vanishing in a puff of improbable logic.

He wishes to stay, one said.

"But-but-but…" Lucius sputtered, "Why even come here then? Aren't you suppose to correct your mistake?"

We did, one said.

The one who was supposed to come to Miseryville has arrived, one said.

("And VHERE is this vone the hoods are speaking of?" Dr. Scientist asked rhetorically, "Let's vatch!")

In the forests near Miseryville, a monster that was dressed like a carnival barker was roasting weenies over a fire. Then something fell out of the sky and into a bush. A pair of squirrels ran out of it- only to be grabbed and dragged back in by a small grubby hand.

Intrigued, the monster peered into the bushes for a better look. "'Ello-'ello-'ello! What's this, then?"

("Okay, we've seen enough, back to Jimmy!" Dr. Scientist declared)

"So I can stay?" Jimmy asked, his eyes getting big and shiney.

If you want, one said.

We won't force the issue, one said.

"Yahoo!" Jimmy whooped, leaping into the air- then froze. "Wait, hold on."

What's wrong now? One asked.

"I just realized," Jimmy admitted, lowering himself back to the ground. "I don't have any place to stay."

"You can stay at my place." Heloise suggested .

"See," Jimmy explained, "I just sorta dropped in…"

"I've got plenty of room!" Heloise added.

"…And with everything that's been happening…"

"Lots of neat stuff!" Heloise continued, holding up a blinking gizmo.

"…It just slipped my mind up until now," Jimmy finished, having not heard a single thing Heloise said. "I don't suppose you guys have any ideas, do you?"

Heloise opened her mouth to repeat her offer when Beezy shoved her aside.

"No problem, new best bud o' mine," The younger Heinous began, unaware of the daggers Heloise was staring into him. "You can bunk with me. I've got plenty of food- and room, too."

"Really?" Jimmy asked, "We can live together?"

"Sure!"

"No!" Heloise snapped, grabbing Jimmy's hand. "Stay at my place!"

Annoyed, Beezy grabbed Jimmy's other hand. Jimmy looked from girl and Heinous, realizing that something painful was imminent. He gulped.

There is no need for that, one said.

Everyone looked at the hoods.

Your house is on 26 Misery Street, one said.

"Really?" Jimmy asked, and ran off, dragging Beezy and Heloise behind him. "Let's go check it out!"

As Jimmy pulled his friends back towads Miseryville, Cerbee ran after him, barking. Lucius stared them, thunderstruck.

"Now you're giving him a house?" He demanded angrily, "You're not supposed to be this nice!"

Lucius looked up to give the hood's a tirade face-to-face- figuratively speaking. Much to his surprise, they were gone.

"Um, isn't 26 Misery Street near where you live?" Samy asked.

Lucius' eyes went wide and his iris' shrunk.

("Vonce again," Dr. Scientist intoned, "Veeeeery spooky!")

By the time 'Jimmy's gang' had gotten to Misery Street, Beezy and Heloise had started walking under their own power. Now they walked down the sidewalk with Jimmy as his arms, comically stretched out, dangled limply at his sides. Cerbee bounced ahead, occasionally sniffing new things.

"You're going to love it here, Jimmy," Beezy assured, "I live on Misery Street too."

"Me too," Heloise added, fluttering her eyelashes. "We'll be so close!"

"That is awesome, you guys," Jimmy replied, "Maybe you can tell me what my new house is like?"

"Actually, I didn't know there was a house on 26!" Beezy admitted cheerfully.

"There isn't," Heloise remarked, more to herself. "I wonder what those hoods were talking about…"

Jimmy gasped and pointed. "They were probably talking about that!"

There, directly between the slightly pungent garage of a gigantic foreboding mansion and a modern-looking house, was a traditional white cottage with a slanted red roof. It looked like the kind of house Jimmy used to live before coming to Miseryville. Heloise and Beezy stared in shock at how clean and…bright…it seemed compared to all of the other houses on the block. Jimmy let out an excited squeal and began to run around the house, zipping in and out of the doors.

"And look!" He called from the backyard, "There's even a little doghouse for Cerbee-boy!"

Cerbee gave the little hut an inquisitive sniff before going inside and making himself at home.

The insides were well-furnished as well. The walls were a bit bare of pictures, but Jimmy knew it wouldn't be long before they were filled to the brim. He was literally bouncing off the very same walls with excitement at the thought. Once he stopped bouncing he turned to his friends (Who had followed him inside) and grinned.

"HOUSE PAR-TAY!"

And so, in short time, Jimmy and company were chillin' in Jimmy's new living room, eating Miseryville snacks, watching Miseryville TV, and listening to Miseryville music.

"So, what's this called again?" Jimmy asked of the sandwich he was eating.

"It's called a gruggly burger," Beezy explained sagely.

"Huh," Jimm took another bite. "Y'know, where I'm from, we call these things 'quarter-pounders'."

"That's a weird thing to call a gruggly burger." Beezy remarked.

Jimmy nodded and swallowed. Looking up, he bobbed his head to the music and asked. "This is an awesome song, who wrote it?"

"It's the latest hit single from Runny and the Nosebleeds," Heloise answered, inching closer to Jimmy. "I can lend you some of my albums if you want…"

Neither Jimmy or Beezy noticed the pair of shackles Heloise was discreetly pulling from her dress. It didn't matter. The doorbell then rang.

"I'll get it!" Jimmy declared, getting up just as Heloise pounced. While Jimmy walked to the front door, Heloise ended up chaining herself to Beezy.

"Nice shackles," Beezy commented, and sniffed. "Why do they smell like rose water?"

Heloise grumbled.

Meanwhile, Jimmy opened the front door to see none other than Lucious Heinous VII

"Oh, hey, Lucy!" Jimmy greeted cheerfully, "What's up? Come to join my swingin' house party?"

"No, I didn't come to join your stupid house party!" the tiny ruler of Miseryville snarled, "I came to tell you that you've made a big mistake."

"Oh, I know," Jimmy sighed, and rubbed his belly. "That tuna-melt zucchini pizza was a mistake, but it was Beezy's treat, and I didn't wanna hurt his feelings, so I…"

"I'm not talking about stomachaches!" Lucius interrupted, "I mean your decision to stay in Miseryville!"

"What about my decision to stay in Miseryville?" Jimmy asked.

Lucius turned away, glowering. "You'll learn that Miseryville is not the kind of place people willingly stay in! Oh yes, soon you'll be begging to go free, I know it!" Lucius whirled about and pointed dramatically at Jimmy. "Miseryville is no place for a goody two-shoes!"

Jimmy gasped. Then, something inside of his head went 'click', like a light bulb being turned on…a very small light bulb. A big smile grew on his face.

"Two-shoes…" He murmured, before yelling, "That's a great name to have here in Miseryville! Thanks Lucy!"

Jimmy slammed the door on Lucius, sending the diminutive monster flying. He landed in a puddle.

SPLASH!

"Ugh…" Lucius groaned, getting up. As his clothes dripped, he wondered, "It hasn't rained yet, where…"

Cerbee barked and bounced away. Lucius realized that the puddle was yellow and shuddered. Looking back at Jimmy's house, he faintly heard the newcomer in question yell, "Hey, Beezy! Heloise! Guess what? I'm Jimmy Two-Shoes!"

Lucius rubbed his eyes. "I'm going to lose a lot of sleep over this…"

-End Part 3

"And zhat's the end!" Dr. Scientist finished, "Good night!"

"WAIT!"

"Huh?" Dr. Scientist sat up right in shock as Molotov burst in.

"You did not include me in this, maggot!" The leader of the Heinous army yelled angrily.

"And you didn't show when Heloise made her Jimmy shrine," Dorkus commented, hopping onto the scene. "And why did Jimmy just add 'Two-Shoes' to his name like that? That was never established before as a problem."

"Well…" Dr. Scientist began, unsure.

"And what was the deal with those floating hoods?" The Schwarzentiger asked, "I mean, is this a crossover with Discworld or not?"

"I…"

Pretty soon more background characters appeared and starting complaining about a lack of screen time or other plot holes in the story, while Dr. Scientist looked more and more uncomfortable. These words appeared on the screen.

THE END

Jimmy, Beezy, and Heloise stared at the screen.

"Is that really how it happened?" Jimmy asked, bewildered.

Beezy and Heloise just shrugged. Jimmy picked up his TV remote and pushed a button.

(A/N: Story ends! Yay! There's not much to say here, and I'm sure you all have your own questions…but I don't feel like answering them. Jimmy Two Shoes isn't a deep show, so I didn't bother to make a deep story. Just something silly…like he is. However, I've just remembered there was something I wanted to add. Lucius' comment on how he's going to lose sleep is a reference to the bags under his eyes he has on the show. I thought that before Jimmy showed up, Lucy's life was a lot less nerv-wracking. So…good night!)