Sheen Rescue Squad...or...Welcome to Planet Sheen

Chapter 1-A Desperate Mission

One of the people taking Sheen's loss the hardest, perhaps even more so than his friends, was his own father. Ever since his son didn't come home that one day, he had spent all his time and energy trying to find his boy. He stopped going to work on manufacturing air conditioners, stopped sleeping, and hardly ate anything other than pizza nowadays.

Now, three months later, his phone rings. Hoping for good news, Mr. Estevez picked up the phone. "Have you found him?" he said into the receiver, his voice full of fatigue. Then after a moment's pause as he listened to the reply on the other end, he said dumbfounded, "What, you're giving up? But why?" Another reply, then Mr. Estevez said desperately, "But you don't understand, this is my son we're talking about. I know he's been gone for three months but..."

Mr. Estevez was cut off by another reply. Finally, Mr. Estevez said, "But what's the point of going to work when there's no one to come home to?" Another reply followed, to which Mr. Estevez said resignedly, "Yes, I understand. I do, yes I will go back to work. Goodbye."

Mr. Estevez hung up, feeling worse than he had moments before that fateful ring. He sat down on the couch, breaking down into tears. "My son, my only son, gone, just when we were starting to get close. Now there's no way I'll ever see him again!" Suddenly, a new thought, a new hope occurred to him. "Hold on," he marvelled, "I can't believe I didn't think of this before."

Meanwhile, in the apartment 3210, Jimmy Neutron was home alone, his parents, Hugh and Judy Neutron, were off on a vacation to celebrate their anniversary.

He was sitting on the couch, reading a newspaper. On the front page was the headline: "Corky Shimatzu to be Exiled?" and sporting a large picture of Sam the Candy Bar owner dragging a pathetic-looking Corky in chains in front of the mayor of Retroville. Jimmy smiled, recalling how the entire town had turned on the pompous Shimatzu after he publicly admitted to firing Jimmy and his friends to an angry mob. It had been one of his last adventures before he went missing.

Jimmy looked up from the newspaper to see Goddard, his mechanical pooch, at his side and whimpering. Jimmy bent down and scratched his ears. "Yeah, boy, I know I should be excited to see the front page," he told his dog, "but it won't any fun to go to the exilement ceremony without the whole gang."

Before Goddard could reply by any stretch of the imagination, the doorbell rang. "Who could that be?" Jimmy wondered as he got up from the couch. He opened the door to find Mr. Estevez on the front porch, looking frantic and grieved.

"Mr. Estevez, what's wrong?"

"You know what the problem is, Jimmy," said Mr. Estevez, "It's bad as for you as it has been for me."

Jimmy nodded perceptively. "Sheen. I just don't understand what happened. It has become increasingly obvious that he wasn't kidnapped but that still doesn't explain where he's gone now." Jimmy paused, lost in thought. Then he remarked, "Wait a minute."

"Yes?" asked Mr. Estevez, looking more hopeful."During one of Sheen's many crusades with me," explained Jimmy, "I became concerned about how I would find him in the highly logical event we were separated from each other. So I placed a nanobeacon on the back of his head like this one." He reached into his pocket and handed a nanobeacon similar to the one he had used on Sheen, as well as Carl and his other two friends, Cindy and Libby (which he had no intention of telling them).

"Basically, wherever Sheen is, Goddard can pick it up no matter the location. It's also incontrovertibly indestructible."

Mr. Estevez sighed. "I can't believe I spent three months relying on authority."

Jimmy now turned to Goddard. "Goddard, scan Retroville and see if you can pick up Sheen's beacon." Goddard barked and scanned Retroville. Displaying the results on his computer screen, Jimmy was disappointed, though not surprised, that the results came out negative. "So he's not in Retroville. Widen the scan to the entire planet."

This time when the results came out negative again, Jimmy sighed. "Well we tried everything else. Scan the universe." After a long pause, Goddard's ears perked up. His screen displayed a reading, faint, but it was definitely Sheen's beacon.

Excited, Jimmy began to pin down the signal. "Now this may take some time as there's countless places in the universe for Sheen to be given it's immense vastness but eventually..." Suddenly, latitude and longitude coordinates appeared. "I got him. He's on a planet four million and one light years away." He pondered this. "But that means...of course! Why didn't I think of it before?"

"What do you mean?" asked Mr. Estevez, curious.

"On of my rockets disappeared three months ago just like Sheen. He must've blasted off with the rocket!" exclaimed Jimmy.

"So, will you go find him for me?" asked Mr. Estevez, that hopeful fire in his eyes more alive than ever.

"Of course I will," promised Jimmy, "I can start tomorrow, since it's the last day before school vacation. I'll let the others know as soon as the final bell rings."