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they say when you're born, you are connected with someone, someone special, made for you the same way you're made for them. the both of you will be able to understand each other like no one ever could think of, love each other like you never loved before, or be able to love after, of course, two loves will never be the same, other people may have loved before the both of you, and your love may be similar, but no bond is the same.

some people feel their love in silence, while eating fruit together, some feel it while laughing at terrible jokes, at knowing someone will always understand them, will stay at their side in their highs and lows.

and yeah, sometimes there's kissing involved, there's dates and marriage, but it's not required. for some people friendship is more than enough, and even in rarer times, you find out that you two don't work together in any way, but that's okay. there are too many people in this world for the universe to always choose the right one. and sometimes, the universe never chooses at all. but that's also okay. It's not because you don't have a soulmate that you can't find your own special someone.

that's right, the universe chose a soulmate for almost all humans in the world, some romantic, some platonic, and some that don't really try to label themselves. but either way, everybody is special and has someone special in one way or another, no matter if it's a soulmate or someone you fell in love with outside of your bond, if you didn't have a bond or fell in love, everyone is special.

at least that's what everybody tells jimmy, well... not really, this was more of what he gathered with what all the adults would say about the topic.

in the world where he lived soulmates were quite common, almost everybody had one. most people when found theirs would settle, try a relationship and normally get married.

but how could you possibly find your only one soulmate? you may ask the boy genius, well, it's actually very simple. you just have to write something in your arm, and it will appear in your soulmate in the same spot.

now, it's at this point when the both of you start talking, if you know how to write that is.

you see, that is exactly Jimmy's problem, not that his soulmate didn't know how to write, it was not even the fact that he didn't have one, he knew he did since he was 3 when he found himself filled with drawings.

that day, he was more mad with his soulmate than relieved for having one, they had filled his arms with markers that no matter how much he scrubbed wouldn't go away.

when his mom finally intervened in his washing and told him about his soulmate, she advised him to try to write or draw something for them, but he really didn't want more ink in his body. and so he left it be.

only when he was a little older that he decided to try and contact his soulmate, but he got no answer, the max he would ever get would be some doddles when he was in class.

he gave up trying to communicate with them when he was still 8, he was a man of science after all, and he couldn't spend all his time trying to talk to someone who wouldn't talk back.

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jimmy met timmy when he was 10, he was mostly annoyed with all the events that happened that day to really notice the other boy, but when they met once again some months later, they had created some sort of rivalry with each other.

it was only the third time they met that jimmy actually took the time to see the other boy, not as an annoyance or a rival, but as a friend, they understood each other in weird some way and he grew fond of the fairy boy.

timmy was a creative kid, he was a quick thinker and even though he caused 90 percent of the troubles he found himself in, he always knew some way to fix it, he didn't mind speaking of what he was thinking, even if was something dumb, with mostly was.

he admired the other boy, but never thought too much about it, of course he would be fascinated with him, timmy was the first friend he made that was from another dimension.

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and that thought didn't change even after they met their other interdimensional friends, spongebob and danny, he liked the two, but he never felt the same pull with them that he felt with tunner.

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they all stopped meeting after a while, unless it was an emergency that is, they all had their own lives in their dimensions after all.

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only after 5 years that he meet tuner again. he had grown, now slightly taller than jimmy, still wearing pink, still the same creative kid that talks dumb shit all the time, but the genius appreciated that, he himself hasn't changed a lot, so he couldn't blame the pink wearing boy on that.

as incredible as this sounds, when they saw each other again there was no end-of-the-world situation that brought them together, it was just a simple catching up with old friends, at least that was timmy excuse.

they were in the lab with carl and sheen, jimmy working on a new invention, carl talking to timmy about things that had happened in past years and sheen playing a game on his phone, even though they had never done anything like it, never really had the time to actually hang out like this, it was familiar, like something they did regularly, with was strange to feel like that, but the genius wasn't going to complain, it felt... nice.

the genius didn't notice when sheen stopped playing his game to write something on his wrist, he was too busy with his work, but he did notice when the chat between carl and timmy stopped, he wasnt really paying attention to the words they were speaking, but the background noise was good.

he looked where the two teenagers were to find timmy analyzing sheen.
"what is he doing?" the boy asked intrigued as words seemed to appear in sheens' arms.

"he's talking to lib" carl answered. "but how? i thought there was no magic in this world?" the fairy teen asked confused.

"it's not magic," the genius said, "do you guys dont have soulmates in your dimension?"

"ooohhh, so it's a soulmate thing... that's cool. "

they all looked at the teen as he seemed satisfied with that.

"you" he began "you didn't answer my question"

"what was that again?"

"do you guys have soulmates in dimsdale?"

"oh, yeah yeah that" he snaped his fingers like he just remembered something "no, yeah. we have soulmates. but we don't do that" he pointed at sheens arms already filled with his conversation.

"then what do you guys have?" the brunette asked.

"okay. its kinda hard to explain, " the fairy teen began "first, like, everybody is born a mark that kinda represents their soulmate or something like that"

"do you have a mark?" it was carls turn to ask

"yeah, but it's kinda hard to see. i mean, i can't see it, " he said, turning his back and pointing at the back of his neck.

the 3 teens approached and looked at the spot. "i can't see it," the four eyes said.
"yeah, it's like a very light red" tim answered.

"uh i see" sheen said, pointing at a smudge on the others neck "it looks like a flower," he continued.

"its not a flower" jimmy said getting closer, it had the shape of a six petal flower, but it was nothing like one, it was a dark pink almost red, the way it was drawn reminded him of an atom, but it was more like a swirl. "It's only shaped like one," he said as he touched the mark. he saw timmy shiver as did, and just like a bullet, the teen was already five steps from the trio, he saw a look of panic when he turned to face them. "sorry" he whispered apologetically.

"anyways" the pink boy deflected "its so cool that you guys get to write to your soulmates, i wish had that sort of thing" he said, after a few seconds he seemed panicking for a moment and started looking wildly around, only when he found no signs of pink or green he calmed down "i forgot" he sighed.

"wait, but how do you guys find yours soulmates? like your mark glow or something when you're with them?" sheen broke the silence that was starting to become awkward.

"no, no" the fairy teen shook his hands dismissively "that's the complicated part," he continued. "we have what people usually call a connection," he said, putting emphasis on the last word "its like, if you try to concentrate really hard you can feel your soulmate, everybody kinda experiences something different so no one can explain what exactly happens."

"what is it like for you?" sheen asked what they're all were thinking.

"well, i am not very good at the concentrate part"

"what a surprise" jimmy said sarcastically.

"but... in all the times i managed, it was like being underwater, but it was weak, i think. like, i felt heavy, like i was stuck, like i couldn't reach them and was drowning" he looked a little uncomfortable "It's not what people usually says it feels like, like wanda says for her it's like being in the sun while laying in the grass, and cosmo says it's like being covered in ants" he snorted at the last part.

"can your holograms be soulmates?" the genius asked.

the other looked around a little before answering "of course, they were made to be perfect for each other and the kids they take care" he said with a small smile, jimmy could see he was a little sad saying it.

after that they all got back to what they were doing, timmy had asked to draw something for lib in sheens arm, who had agreed while carl asked to draw lamma in him next. jimmy stopped paying attention after that. but his mind kept wandering about soulmates, how they worked in turners dimension, turners mark and his own soulmate that the only sign that they existed would be either a drawing or some note on his arms. it wasn't a message for him, it was almost like his own only and one person designed by the universe to be his perfect match didn't know he existed, and for the first time in a while, that bothered him.

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it was only a few weeks after that anything of the matter was said between them. it happened when the two of them were alone in the lab.

timmy was talking about a new movie that he saw in diminsdale, while the scientist was working on repairing goddart, it was mostly a check-up he would make in the robot dog every now and then to make sure his pet would always be in his best condition.

the scientist took off his lab coat while walking to the shelf he kept the oil the and going back to the workbench, timmy stayed setted on a bean bag a fell feets from him, he was playing with a rubix cube while talking.

"and honesty i thought the romance subplot was forced, i mean they bearly interacted with one another and then she was like, all ill never leave my soulmate, like we don't even know you woman" he said throwing his arms, "they just shove this in the movie, don't do any work and think we will buy it just because soulmates. that's just lazy work in the writes part"

he continued to hear the others rant while changing the oil on goddart, jimmy liked that, he wasnt really paying attention to his friend, but he knew that if the other stopped and asked him what was the last thing he said, he would be able to answer. he told himself it was because he was a genius that he was able to do that.

now, he would never admit that out loud, but it felt nice to have such a domestic moment with the other, maybe it was because it was timmy, the only person that get how he felt, alienated from his peers, seemed as just a trouble maker... or he was just so lonely that having the fairy boy telling him about a stupid movie while he worked that made him a complete sap, it was probably the last one.

distracted by his own thoughts, jimmy dropped his oil can and spilled some on himself. "fuck. tim could you get me a towel from that cabinet?" he asked trying his best in not making a bigger mess.

"oh yeah, yeah" the other said grabbing a brown towel and handing it to the genius, "sheesh, are you okay?"

"yeah, it's just oil" he said wiping his hands while god dart licked the spilled oil in his desk. timmy just stared at him.

"dude, weird question" he started, scratching his right hand "but like, in your universe soulmates talk with like writing on their skin right?"

"yeah that's pretty much it"

"so that means your soulmate will have like, a hand completely black cause of the ink" the teen looked deep in though at the aspect.

"first of all; its no ink, its oil" the genius stated, "second, i dont think so? i mean, good luck trying to ask then"

"cant you just like, get a pen and ask" and sweet inocent timmy, allways seeing the world as if everything its just as simple as day or night, jimmy felt it would be better if he just said he didnt have a soulmate then saying his allways ignored him. really, the genius didnt mind that, but he knew the other would be heartbroken, well not heartbronken, but extremely sad, he was that type of person after all, an empath, at least thats how the genius saw him, he always saw the best in him, didnt he?

the scientist cleared his troat, "well... i would, but that wouldn't really do anything"

"what do you mean?" blue eyes looked at him confused.

'better cut to the chase jimmy' thought "..i.. i mean, my soulmate never really contacted me"

"you never tried talking to then?" timmy seemed completely faberghasted at the thought.

"no, i tried before, is just that i never got a answer from then"
"are... are you sure you have a soulmate then?" timmy was hesitant, looking everywhere but at the genius. and oh great, jimmy finally did it, he manage to make the always confident, never quiet timmy tunner left with no words. and it felt terrible for making the other teen so akward with the subject.

it was always like this when he talked about his soulmate, no one never knew how to react and always asked the same question. he swore that didn't bother him anymore, but seeing the other like this breaked something inside of him that for the first time in a long time words failed him. he was A SCIENTIST FOR GODS SAKE, words should not fail him like this.

"i do have one" he was doing his best in choosing his words, "when i was little, they would draw on thenselfs. that didn't change much. sometimes i get a few doddles on my arm, i think they do that when they're bored. i know its not for me, honesty it feels more like they dont know i exist at all"

when he finished, an akward silence formed.

shit.

he said too much.

while the genius was too busy panicking, he didn't notice the pink teen stare at him determined.

"you know what" he started, making jimmy jump as he was taken away from his thoughts"fuck soulmates"

"wh-what?"

"i mean, it seems like we both don't have a lot of luck in this" the pink teen said while scrathing the back of his head, "so fuck then, its their loss after all. right?" a light blush spreading in his cheecks.

"....right" the genius ansewred, smiling warmly at his friend.

-

then nearly after a year since they reconected, timmy would hang out around retrovile every week or so.

it wasn't so constant at the beging, he would only come when everything in his own dimension became too much for him to handle, he told the genius in one particular bad day.

so of course jimmy told him that the door of his house *and* lab would always be open to him, even giving his interdimensional comunicator a way to conect to the door of the lab, as long as the other didnt mess with his things he could stay as long as he wanted.

it was hard for the scientist to convince himself that that was a normal response for when a friend told you theyre in a bad place. he was only doing the right thing, nothing more.

and honesty, carl and sheen did the same, the only difference was that they would invite thenselfs into the lab.

so during the time after he opened his house and lab for the other, they managed to grow a lot closser, to the point that they would have some sleepovers and movies night on some weekends.

they spend most of thoses times in retrovile, though there were lots of times when they would spend time in dimsdale.

this was not one of those times as the two were on the scientist lab.

the fairy teen was working in some school project and would ask the genius for help from time to time, jimmy was mostly reviewing his colege aplication, since he was finishing high school early.

it had been a while since timmy asked for help, so jimmy thought the boy had it all covered. when he began to get up to work on his latest project he comited the error of looking at the other, only to find that the timmy gotten himself distracted while doddloling in his notes, with had become doddloling in his arms, but luckly not in the scientist desk.

"what are you doing?" and it was like magic the way the boy jumped at being "caught" distracted.

"uuuhhhh" the other looked around like he forgot where he was "...studing?" he said hesitent.

"thats a very weird way to study"

"yeah, no.. i may havegottenn a little distracted" he said looking down.

"only a little?" the scientist asked while the other gaveana akward laugh, the pink teen rubbed the back of his neck before looking him in his eyes.

"only a little" he answered, his left arm covered in drawings.

"why dont you go wash up that" he said pointing to the arm "have a walk and clear your mind before going back to it"

"yeah, good ideia" the pink teen said geting up.

the scientist also got up after the other left, he streched a little, but froze when he saw something in his left arm. he quickly folleded his lab coat sleeves and saw his arms littered with drawings, the teen could only stare dumbly as the ink started to fade from his skin.

it was only when he heard steps coming in his direction that he was startled from his daze.
"geez, its already dark outside" timmy started, going direct to his things in the table, "i think it's better for me to go now"

jimmy could only stare at small traces of blue ink there where left in the other's left arm, mathing his own. and the only coerent thought that came to his mind was that the other didnt clean his arm propaly.

"dont forget that is my turn to chose a movie" he continued to talk, not noticing the scientist brain short circuting behind him "see you on saturday" and with a wave, the fairy teen poofed out of the lab.

the genius fell to his chair, mind completely empty for the first time in his life.

it took some time for the semblence of a thought to form in his head, but when it did, it was one thing repething over and over.

timmy tuner is my soulmate

needles to say, he didn't get much sleep that night.

his mind wasn't empty anymore.

-

after he freaked out for most of the week, he decided that maybe timmy wasn't his soulmate, and that was only a coincidence that made him panic. he just reached for conclusions too early, and as a scientist he should never, NEVER, reach for a conclusion without further experiments.

so that was what he decided to do on the weekend when timmy came.

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when the time came, he acted the way he always did, the least thing he wanted to do was raise susption from the other.

it made sense, on the genius mind to keep his theory a secrety, i mean, every time the two talked about the matter, it was akward and made the pink teen uncorfotable, and who was jimmy to give him (probably) false hopes when he had decided that he didnt need a soulmate?

so that's why the scientist was not paying attention to the superhero movie that was playing on his monitor, and not because he didn't like this type of movie that much.

or the fact that he kept steling glances at the other more than at the tv. it was only because he was trying to formulate a plan to talk about tunners habit of drawing on himself without bringing the soulmate thing up.

jimmy had spend most all of the movie planing a conversation that might come naturaly to then about the matter, it was when the movie was finishing that he decided that there would be no natural way to do that.

he waited until the right time to ask his question, when the pink teens stopped giving his analise of what they just watched and was now talking about something a teather had said in his class.

"so... a little of topic, but do you also do that in your classes?" smooth as a motherboard.

"no, as much i would like tell miss smith she's a bitch to her face, she would send me to detention"

"i'm talking about doddloling in everything you touch dumbass" the genius shoved the other against the arm of the couch, "you should at least try to not turn you english assignments in a art project"

"then where am i going to draw when i get bored" the pink teen huffed "i got in trouble the last time i drew on a desk"

"you seemed fine drawing in your arm last week"

"isn't that like, bad to your skin? aj said that i'm going to get cancer for it or something"

"don't know about the cancer allegation, but there are pens made specific for it"

"for real? can people make that theses days?" and it was like he was just told that they had invented something greater than bread.

"we literally have a whole system based on writing on skin, why do you think people invest so much in skin friendly markers?"

"oh. right, kinda fogot that" maybe the universe truly had a sense o humor if the genius theory is proven right.

"look i don't advocate for you to be doodling insted of paying attention to you classes, but if you must. i can give you my old markers, who knows, maybe you become a grafic designer of something like that"

"how did you know that grafic design was my passion?" the fairy teen batted his eyelashes at the genius.

"lucky guess" the other just laughed.

"wait here, im going to get those markers for you" and with that, the scientist made his way to his room.

"i have those since forever but never really used then, you can have them" with was a lie, the ones jimmy had already dried ages ago. but that wasn't something tunner needed to know.

"thanks dude, i really appreciate it, now i can finally start a tatto shop in the back of the class" the pink one smirked.

"don't forget my percentage, i'm the one who started this businesses"

"hope you accept your payment in old gum and pokemon cards, cause thats all the people on my class have"

"we'll see that"

-

still. even when the drawings came more frequently, and more colorfull than ever. the genius still couldn't bring himself to belive, 'i haven't seen enough evidence' is what he told himself over and over again.

even after seeing so many stars in so many diferente places in his body, and the colors that would pop up there most being pink and green, sometimes purple or yellow.

it was hard to deny, but the scientist was known to do the impossible. even more; how could they be soulmates made for each other by the universe, if they're from diferente universes? or well, dimensions.

jimmy would have to face the truth sooner or later, of course. and even if he kept denying, deep down, he knew what the answer was. he just didn't know how to feel about it.

everything felt so confusing for him, so much mixed feelings and things that he would prefer to not aknowledge.

and he was scared, scared how the other would react, how that would change their dinamic. maybe it wouldn't, so many soulmates were only friends, but is that what he really wants? staying the way they are?

....
of course it was, they were best friends and everything was perfect the way it was. no need to change, the scientist never liked change that much.

-

unfortunately, the day he had to finaly aknowledge it had to come, and it came after a big incident that had all the four of then meting.

they were all in jimmys lab, because of course they were, it was always in the lab that these things happened it seemed.

spongebob was telling about something that happened in his work while jimmy made sure that they all were patched up correctly when he noticed what he previously thought was some smered ink in dannys arm.

"happy birthday danny?" he asked while holding the said arm to see better, "what is that supoust to mean? is today your birthday?"

"wha- no, that's just my soulmate mark" the halfka said while showing his arm in a better angle.

"whats a soulmate mark?" the sponge asked

"its like, the first thing your soulmate says to you. it normally appears after you turn 18"

"oh cool... what's a soulmate?"

"uhhh..."

"you dont have soulmates at your dimension?" timmy asked rescuing the ghost from the topic.

"i mean, i guess i heard mister krabs saying money was his soulmate, but he didn't explain that, so..." he said, frowning as if it was hard to think.

"uh, a soulmate is like someone that was made for you, like someone that you're really close or something" the pink teen was scrathing his neck while trying to come with words.

"i guess that makes sense. mister krabs reaaally like money, and he says no one understands him like his money" he said looking satisfied "whos your soulmate danny?"

"uh" he said geting a bit starled by having the attention redirected to him, "oh, it was sam"

"that makes sense, condering your frase was her wishing you a 'happy birthday'" the genius finally added to the coversasion.

"dude thats so cool, you guys have it easy when it comes to finding your soulmate" the fairy teen  trowed himself on a bean bag.

"what do you have then?" the young adult asked.

"just a stupid mark i can't even see" timmy pointed to the back of his head.

"oh, how about you jimmy?"

"uh, me?" the genius pointed to himself while looking around, and for a moment, his eyes found the blue of timmys, who gave a small nod, as if they just shared a conversation with a look.

"around here is so cool too" he said redirecting the attetion back at himself, the fairy boy got up, "like, if you write something it apear in your soulmate" he trowed his arms, "like, how cool is that?"

"that do sounds cool" dannys attention went back to the scientist whodidn'tt know what to do with himself, "so have you found your soulmate yet?"

"uhh.. im...." he was looking everywhere but at his friends "no... no, we.. we dont really talk" 'at least not like this' he thought, it wasn't a lie, but he still felt kinda bad for that.

"oh, sorry dude" the halfka looked at him sympathetically.

"its okay"

....

"its still cool though" timmy said breaking the silence, "like, if i could chose, i'd prefer that. being able to draw something on me and having it on someone else would be fucking awsome"

"of course youd say that" the genius warmly smiled at the other.

"that really sounds cool" the chefs said, "what would you draw timmy?"

"i dont know, normaly i just draw whatever comes to mind" he answered.

"i take that you do that a lot" danny stated.

"only when im bored, too bad that there isn't someone to show" the teen was already grabing a maker in his hoodie pocket, rolling the sleeve in his left arm.

"is it important that someone sees it? you could just take pictures" the genius said.

"who am i going to show thoses pictures?" he asked making a face while triwling the pen in his fingers.

"i dont know. just send to me i guess"

"wait, really?" and it was like he said that chrismas came early to the other.

"if its that importante to you, i guess i can make that sacrifice" he saw danny smirking at him in the conner his eyes.

"youre totally gonna regret it" at that, cosmo and wanda appear with the rest of the markers jimmy had given him, cosmo and spongebob had joined his quest to make the scientist regret his choices while wanda supervised then.

jimmy put his hands in the pockets of his lab coat, watching the trio, each with a marker, drawing in the pink teen skin, while wanda thankfully prohibit then from drawing on timmys face.

"did you just do what i think you did?" danny approached him, a teasing grin on his face.

"a terrible life choice?"

"no you dingus" he rolled his eyes "did you just try to make a pass on timmy"

"wh-what?" the genius felt his face burning, how could danny get to that conclusion?

"i mean, if in your dimension soulmates comunicate through like; drawing on your skin, then asking timmy to send the drawings he make in his skin is like asking him to be your soulmate or something poetic like that. am i'm wrong?" he looked too smug for his own good.

and really, he wasn't wrong. the implications of what he said where exacty that, it was not hard to dig and find that out. luckly, the others where too dense to try to read between lines like danny did.

he got back to watching the others draw, they weren't close enough to listen, and the others seemed to be entertained in what they where doing. he saw timmy take out his cellphone and take a picture of his arm, soon enough his own device was vibrating.

he looked at what the other had send him, it was a drawing of timmy with a thumb up. when he looked back, he was grining while holding a thumbs back at him, the scientist stared at him until he began to frown, he seemed to muther something that cauth wandas attention, then the two began to talk.

once the fairy teen was distracted, jimmy let out a snort, danny whistled at his side.

"danm you got it bad"

"i have no ideia of what youre talking about" he waved his hand dismissily.

"of corse you do, yo-" the halfka sudenly grabed his arm.

"what are you doi-" he didnt need to finish, a quick look at his hand showed the purple lines apearing out of nowhere. at the conor of his eyes, he saw spongebob drawing in timmys right hand.

danny folowed his line of vision, he was being too obvious fuck.

the ghosts eyes sparked while seeing the drawing of a jellyfish apear on jimmys hand, he looked like he was about.
to say something, but his face fell as he looked back at the panicking teen.

"you didn't know about that before did you?"

the genius kept quiet.

"did you jimmy?" he was seemed distressed, "jimmy why didnt you tell him? how long have you know that?"

"look, i never really confirmed that" he said showing the doodles, "but i suspected" he couldn't bare to look at the other anymore.

"then why didnt you tell him?"

"i dont know. i just- please dont tell him" he pleaded.

"why? do you even plan on telling him?"

"i will.. i will tell him, dont worry. just- just not now"

"why?"

"im- im scared danny. everything is confusing and i don't know how things are going to change, i dont wanna things to change" and the other must have seem something in his expression that made him calm down.

"oh jimmy. he isn't going anywhere, he'll probally be sticking around more if you tell him"  the halfka tryed to joke. "just promisse youre gonna tell him"

"i will, i will"

"good" he shoved jimmy lightly before moving to the others, "do you still have space there? i want to draw something too"

timmy had taken off his t-shirt while they talked, both his arms already covered with colorfull drawings. spongebob who seemed to be drawing a map of bikini bottom ofered a space in the pink teens back and a blue marker for danny who took it happily.

the genius looked at the scene for a while before deciding it was better if he found something else for him to do. he didn't want to be discovered again, once was too much already.

-

of course wanda supervision wouldn't stop the pink teen from drawing in his face. honestly hes not suprised, the other have been expericencing with make up recently, even asking cindy to teatch him how to use it propely.

so when a girl from his class complimented his eyeliner he got confused, of course. but with one look at his reflexion he could tell what happen.

it was not something he felt like adressing to the other, mostly because for him to do that he would have to open a whole other can of worns, and he didnt felt like doing that now.

so his solution? start wearing his glasses more often, it did cover what needed and it was not like the people at the campos cared if he was wearing make up or not.

no, the problem was when someone who was not frequenting his colege noted. and truly, it was the worst possible person that did.

"did timmy conviced you to let him do your make up?" cindy vortex asked the second she saw him.

and of corse it was her, sometimes he thinks that she was put on this earth with the sole purpose of tormenting him, maybe if there was such of a thing like an anti-soulmate she would definitly be his.

its not like that they arent friends, they managed to grow quite close during their teens. since jimmy was finishing high school earlier, it was like there was no need for their little rivality, so after that the blond became more of someone to humble the scientist from time to time and keep him from creating something that might end up backfiring and destroing the world.

"does it matter?"

"what was he doing here? its like 9 am on a thursday, did he spend the night?"

"i think youre asking too many questions" he looks away from her.

"i think youre avoiding answering, serioully dude wh-" she sundelly looked at him like he had grown a second head, "that star wasnt there before" and of course timmy did not finish doing his little 'art' yet.

"it pretty much was, do you need to get your vision checked?"

"ha ha, very funny nerdtron" she rolled her eyes, "serioully, did you try to invent a automatic make-up aplication or some shit?"

"dont be ridiculous" he grimaced, "what pratical use would that have?"

"i don't konw, youre the crazy scientist" the blond trew her hands in the air.

"im not a crazy scientist" said the crazy scientist crossing his arms.

"oh no, don't get me started with all of your crazy scientist ideias that have gone horribly wrong"

"just because some of my inventions have turned to be a little of a bad idea doesn't make me crazy"

"yeah no, sorry. the inventions dont make you crazy, youre already were before creating then"

the genius punched her in the shoulder, "i was crazy when i decided it was a good idea to be your friend"

"oh how insulted am i, for the local crazy scientist regrets forming the bonds of friendship with me, a poor peasant, devoid of brains" she trew herself at him, with a hand in her chest.

"oh how pityful of you" he said while shoving the girl from him.

"terrible so" the blond laughed.

"did you finish having your fun? didn't you have a laptop for me to fix?" the genius reached for his lab coat, not noting the little reminder that was apearing in his arm.

"yeah, yeah sorry i just-" before he could even notice, the girl grabed his left wrist "dun forgef azk aj f mat homwok. god that spelling is terrible"
and then she looked at him weird again, analising his face and the little note. puting some split in her thumb she reached to the star on his check and rubed it, then she rubed hader. but as they both expected, the ink didnt even smudge.

as much as the scientist wanted to hide his face from the girl, he knew she had already pieced everything together.

"...its-its him isnt it?" was said in a whisper, with a small smile on her face.

he wanted to hide his face, dig a hole and disapear. having all his inventions malfuncture and explode would be better then the look she was giving him.

even so, the moment could not least forever.

"dude i don't know how i didn't see it coming" she was grining like a maniac, "of corse you two would be soulmates, jimmy and timmy, destine sure has a sense of humor dont ya think?"

"it sure does" the genius took the girls backpack and stared to seach for her laptop.
it was easier to talk if he had something to do. or he could just ignore her.

as he moved with the device to his desk, the blond trowed herself in the bean bag that was at the conner of the lab.

"how did you two found out anyway?" the scientist had just finish acessing the demage of the laptop when the girl asked. the cooling sistem was fried for some time for what it seems.

"found out what?" he asked back, half paying attention to the conversation while dismonting the old machine.

"that youre soulmates duh. i mean, you always said your soulmate ignored you and im pretty sure in timmys world they have a mark thinge. i dunno, he didnt tell me much" siting the strainghtest she could in the bean bag, she took her phone out and messed with it for a bit "but he did do a drawing in my arm, he asked me what i wanted him to draw, then i said 'whatever you feel like'." she showed a picture with a very detalhed drawing covering the most part of her upper arm "he drew like a crow skull with some flowers in the back"

"he really outdid himself" and truly, he did. jimmy never saw that one before, he assumed its was done before their little agrement a way to perseve the 'tattos' that the other made.

"im actually baffled that you don't show off aalllll the little drawing he must send to you everyday. you're always hiding it under that stupid coat" she looked at him like he had ofended her personally, "honesty, what does timmy think about that?"

but the genius only bussied himself more in rearenging a new cooling sistem in the device.

"james"

"...he doesn't know" he mumbled

"what?"

"when was the last time you cleaned this thing? i swear i saw a dead spider next to the cpu?"

"dont change topics nerdtron! what. did. you. say?"

"he doesn't know" he signed.

"why doesn't he know?! come on jimmy, i know you had it figured out for a while now. you're not that dense."

"look, i still trying to figure out a way to talk to him about that, i can't just say; 'hey i know we been friends for some time but im pretty sure im your soulmate."

"yes you can"

"ITS NOT THAT SIMPLE CINDY" he snaped, "this is not writing good luck before a tournament knowing that you're both going to be there. i didn't know it was him. i thought it was someone who didn't want nothing to do with me, and i was fine with that. i didn't need a soulmate who understood me better than everybody else. i had him" he looked at his hands, a black cat was draw  with its tail around his middle finger like a ring,  he could also see some constelations and little dots like stars litering his wrists and the back os his hands.

"and honesty, im tired of this. this stupid 'theres a special someone destinaed to be with you forever'. we where better before it, i don't think we need it. its better this way anyway." he felt tears prickiring in the conner of his eyes, but he refussed to cry.

he was not going to cry about it.

he was not going to cry in front of her.

"oh jimmy" he heard he getting up and felt her putting her hand on his shoulder. but he did not look at her, only the desk, his hands and that stupid computer, "you know youll have to talk to him some day, this is not something you can keep to yourself forever"

"i will, i just need more time. its still confusing."

"i know, i know" she gave him a reassuing pat, "but it will be batter if you just rip that bandaid off. i know timmy will be eccastic with it"

"yeah, i will"

after that they didnt really talk, the scientist worked in silence while the blond messed with her phone.

when he finished, they said their goodbyes and the girl hugged him.

-

still, the genius couldn't bring himself to talk about it with his other half.

thats what timmy was right? the scientist other half?

the avarege kid and the boy genius.

so diferent, and yet, so similar.

two sides of a coin that were currently siting on the floor of the lab playing minecraft.

"dude, its the third time you die for that skeleton"

"its not my fault it keeps shoting me before i get close, IT HAS THE HIGH GROUND"

"just let me kill it"

"i would rather die"

"you just did"

"nnnNNNNRRRRRRGGGGHH" the genius glared at his friend, trowing his cellphone at a random direction. "i'm tired of this shit"

"dude. its just a game"

"fuck off" he said as he picked his phone to examine the demage. just a cracked screen, it would survive.

"come on dude, i was going build us a house. i saw so many tutoriais, its all going to waste" the pink teen pocketed his own device.

"i cant belive you convinced me to play that shit"

"dont talk shit about minecraft ever again"

"whatever, i dont care" waving his hand around the scientist picked a book that he needed to read for one of his classes.

"you're no fun dude" but the fairy teen was already grabing a marker and rolling his sleeve. it should've scared the genius how quick he made a habit of this.

"whatever dude" he said with made the other to snort.

"whatever dude" was rebuted, and the genius tried to hide his smile behind his book, he didn't do a good job.

and so, he pretented to pay attention to the history of thermophisics and resit the urge to look at his own wrists.

the itching he felt everytime the pen touched the others arm was not helping, but he managed.

eventually the pink teen got bored of vandalising his own skin and started playing some other game on his phone.

and so, the history of thermophisics turned into writing an easay of the topic, whatever game timmy was playing was changed to tiktoks and the easay he was suposed to make became siting next to the other cause he didn't stop showing jimmy those stupid videos.

"why is your for you page so chaotic" it was the 5 video that could only be described as a fever dream, the next one was of a somehow clever comedy skit, someone putting make up telling about a serial killer and videos that he couldnt tell if was a joke or if people where really roleplaying being werewolfs.

"im ecletic" a child falling of a slide.

"i don't think you know what that means" a dance vídeo.

"pfff, of course i do" a dog running into a wall.

"then what does that mean" some show clip out of context.

"it means that i have good taste" the fairy teen said as if it was something to be proud of.
"it means that you're a dumbass"

"you're the dumbass" he snorted as the most incomprehensible video yet played.

"i'm literally the boy genius"

"no you're not, you're a teenager" the fairy boy poked the genius cheek.

"im a teenager whos doing six majors in college"

"how can you even do that?"

"it comes with being a prodigy i think, i just enroll to random classes, see if i like and if i do i add to the majors. of course i need to get a permit for that, im already over the limit. but, they just let me do it" the scientist looked away, "they dont even ask if its going to afect my other majors at this point, or if i can handle another one"

"danm, sometimes i forget how amezing you are"

"you do?" and danmit it should be ileagal for his heart to do what it did, 'he things im amezing'

"well" the pink teen scratched his chin "its not that i forget that. its just, i forget how diferent we truly are"

"were not that diferent" he insted.

"okay mister 'boy genius' and the 'average kid'"

"its true, but that doesn't matter does it? we still get each other dont we? were a good team" and it was true, they always understood each other.

though the thought of why that happen left a bitter taste in the genius mouth.

"its funny, dont you think? how even living such diferent lives in literally other dimensions. we still menage to find each other and be like that?"

"maybe the universe truly has a sense of humor"

"maybe. do you think in another universe, we met in another way? a normal way? like, i transfer to your school and we became friends against the odds or some shit"

"do you think we would be friends if we got to school together?"

"yeaaahh, maybe not. what if we were like, neighbors?"

"peraphs"

"maybe thats why we are so shit with the soulmate stuff in our own dimensions" he laughed.

and if thats not a golden chance, the genius don't know what would be.

"i thought you didn't care about that stuff anymore" and the scientist would lie if he said he didn't hear everyone he knows cursing him at that moment.

one particular voice in the caconphony of groans and curses, sounded a lot like cindy theatening to take his spine and use it as a belt.

he would keep a close watch on her for the next month or so. he doesnt feel like trying his luck.

"yeah, but i would still choose you over whatever tv static i have going on"

"thanks" jimmy smiled and looked down, to his left wrist, the living prove that the others theory was right. and still, with all the afimation that everything would be fine. the genius couldn't help with the anxiety that came with pouring his hart out to someone.

"do you wanna go back to minecraft?" he couldn't do it. maybe he would have another chance like that, maybe he would acually take that chance if it happen again.

"sure" and like that it was gone, the conversation, the golden chance, lost for the anxiety and irracional fear.

he truly was a coward, wasn't he?

...but....

it didnt matter anymore.

and just like that they gone back to playing, jimmy avoided every mob that he found and timmy build a nice enough cottage for them.

everything was back to normal.

that is, until he was disconected from the sever while trying his luck with a group of zombies.

"tim what the fuck, i almost got them" he looked at the other, he was serious with was something that took the genius off guard.

other thing that took him off guard was when he was tacked by the fairy teen.

"tim what the fuck" his wrist were pinned, he bearly noticed the way the taller teen stared at them.

"james, what. the. fuck"

and oh. he saw it, didn't he?

of course he did, he's suprised that only two people caught him untill now.

"would you look at that" he gave a nervous smile, "it seems that there ink in my arm, how strange"

"how strange" The pink teen gritted his teeth, and for one second he thought that he would not live to see Cindy's treats come to fruition.

a tense silece fell in the room, timmy dropped the scientist wrists and sat next to him on the floor.

jimmy didn't dare to move from his spot and the fairy teen just took a deep breath.

"why did you never told me?" he was hurt, his eyes looking at the far conner of the lab.

"i came to the conclusion that i'm a coward" the genius sat up.

"no, you're just an asshole" and that definitly didn't sting at all.

"i'm sorry" he hugged himself and the other turned his back completely.

it was quiet, everything was out in the open and jimmy didn't think he would be able to fix this.

"did you even told anyone?" the brunete broken the silence.

"no, but some people figured out" now they were back to back on the floor, jimmy criss crossed and timmy hugging his knees.

"bet all my money that cindy was the firt"

'always the comedian' the scientist thought with some of his humor restored.

"actually no, even i am suprised with that" he propped his back on the others "that girl can smell when i do something stupid"

"i'm pretty sure she can also smell fear" the pink teen laughed, his shoulders shaking the genius a bit.

"and blood" he added, which made the other laugh harder.

"is she a shark now?"

"saying that is implying that sharks have enough brain cells to pose as a threat to me"

"you're right, the most a shark can do is bite your arm off"

the silence fell once their laughs died off, not tense this time at least. they were still back to back and the scientist rested the back of his head on the other's shoulder.

"i'm really sorry for not telling you that before, i don't know what came to me. i just..." he hugged his knees "i guess i was just afraid of changing what we already had. like, when we were ten took a while for we start to tolerate each other, then we clicked so fast we there was no motive for us to fight"

"then again, we only saw eachother at 'end of the world' type of situation and i stopped seeing you for years. and then you come back again, and that easy friendship start again like nothing changed. maybe i was afraid it would change. i never cared about the soulmate thing, i was happy without it. so when i found out i panicked and did my best to prove i was wrong, that it was just a coincidence. but it wasn't, and i'm struck with the realization that my best friend from another dimension is my soulmate and i never learned how to deal with a soulmate because it was like i never had one to begin with"

"and maybe, just maybe. deep, deep down, i was scared that we wouldn't see eachother again, like what happen when we started to get along, so i came to the logical conclusion that we were better like this" he singhed "i shouldn't have kept this from you, i'm sorry"

the pink teen exhaled through his nose "okay, i can see where you coming from, its kinda dumb but somehow resonable. we'll have a lot to work on, but" he turned his head a little, not really being able to look at the genius from the angle "it doesn't mean things have to change between us, we are still going to be us no matter what. maybe everything will be diferent in some years. there will be things that neither of us can control... but, i hope that we'll still be together as friends or something else, it really doesn't matter does it?"

"no, i doesn't" jimmy smiled, his hand slwoing itching closer to the other's hand.

"okay, know that that is setted shut up that i wanna try something"

"o-okay?"

....

"what are you even doing-"

"sush, i'm trying to concentrate"

so the scientist stayed quiet.

"i feel you"

"pff of course you do, i'm right behind you" he bumped his head on the taller teen.

"no smartass, i feel you presence. soulmate thing remember?"

"oh yeah" the scientist spreed his legs and arms a little, "what does it feel like?"

"kinda like looking at the stars at a cold night, with a big comfy blanket and hot cocoa."

"thats very especifc"

"if makes you feel better i can also taste the bitternes of the chocolate."

"okay, now you're making it up" he got up from the floor with made the pink teen to fall on his back.

"it feels nice though" and the genius saw small tear treks on his face.

jimmy sat down again, close to the other that was still laying on the floor and took his right hand.

"i'm glad it does" he smiled warmly at his best friend, his soulmate, and let the calm of the night fill him while a few stray tears still fell from his companion's face.

-

still that wasn't it, it never was. people grow and change so the both of them couldn't be teenagers forever. jimmy finished college and now working mostly for the goverment, he did some lectures at some schools a universitys and some free-lance for danny who had took the family businesses and changed it's core.

with was now mostly a company dedicate to fight climate change and create a safer environment in amity park with the help of the most friendly ghosts. spongebob stayed the same, but no one spected him to change.
cindy, lib carl and sheen were going to college now too. cindy manage to land herself in a good one while sheen was thinkig of dropping out. well, not every one managed to get a doctorad before hitting 20. but that wasn't something to brag that much, it was too easy to do so.

as for timmy, he miraculously finished high school but didn't even try to get to college deciding to do a few odd jobs so he could move out from his parents house. he lived a little in most dimensions that they knew, even a few weeks in bikini bottom doing some hand man work at the krusty krab, he didn't get paid though, obviously.

but now he had a studio apartment back in dimsdale working at a crayon company on most days.

but his favorite job was the one he did on the side as a baby-sitter, with he was pretty good at. his favorite kid to take care was a redhead girl who always had her pink bunny backpack and green kitty charm that she liked to talk to.

it was cute to see the four of them together, the young adult was like a older brother to the girl and it was clear that cosmo and wanda still loved their old god child. timmy was not a kid anymore but the fairy concil let him keep contact with the fairy world as long as he keept helping then save the world, dimensions, universe, etc.

the nickytoons gang (as they liked to be called for some reason) didn't see eachother all that much, but was suprisely more than they did in the past considering how linked their lives become, and that brings us to this especific weekend when there was going to be a meteor shower in retrovile and the genius invited everybody to watch it from a spare lab that he had a little further from the town.

the firts ones to come where his childood friends, cindy and her soulmate, lib, sheen and carl. danny came with sam and tucker after a while and spongebob came a later saying he got stuck in his twelfth shift, but he managed to bring sandy, patrick and even squidward to watch.

aj, chester and timmy old neighbor also came saying there was no point in waiting for him because stuff happened. though the genius had an inkiling of wha it was as well as a note in pink on his left wrist saying 'gon b lt don wit up' with a few childsh drawings in green.

so while everyone else was preparing the banklets and snacks in the labs roof, the scientist stayed outside of the door waiting for the last guests.

it didn't take much longer to see the familiar puff of magic a few feets from him and the colors pink green and red where instantly spoted.

"heeeyyy, gues who came along, i hope its not too much truble" the young adult said, holding a small child with a green dress in his arms.

"nonsense, nicky is always welcome here" he petted the girls head and gave a peck in his boyfriend cheek "hows everything nicky? these are new" he pointed to a few bandaids in the redhead face.

"i got into a fight. dont wowwy doc, i won" she flashed a big toothy smile with one of the front teeth missing.

"of course you did, now why don't you go with goddart and tell cindy and sandy about how awsome you where in that fight?" the genius picked the little girl from the others arms and put her on the floor, once she was down she made a dash to the robotic dog who acepted all the forcefull pets and hugs with enthusiasm.

"is sandy hewe?"

"yes sandy is here with spongebob, patrick and squidward"

"and the twiny man?"

"no he didn't come, but there's more people up there for you to play"
"ooki" and as she trotted her way up the stairs with goddart help, jimmy could hear wandas voice telling her to be carefull.

...

"other fight?"

"yeah, you should have seem the other kid" the pink man elbowed him.

"what does victoria think about theses fights?"

"she doesn't care, she don't even go when the school call. to busy with her two jobs"

"so i assume you just go in her place" he crossed his arms and rested his back on the wall.

"i mean, tootie said we just gotta wait til she finish college and she'll take nicky at the first job she gets"

"she's going to fight for custody?"

"don't think there's going to be a fight. don' worry, tootie will take good care of her and i'll still have babysitter privileges"

"guess is just hope for the best then" the scientist sighed.

"everything always end up fine. now come on, spongebob promised me he would make hot cocoa and i been hyped for this rock shower thing ever since you told me" timmy started draging the genius to the stairs, laughter could be heard from the roof top. "it's been so long since we last watched the stars and you know it's my favorite."

"i know" jimmy smile.

"it's mine too."