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Miracle on Johnny-Fourth Street	By : Jayrich Category: +G through L > Johnny Test Views: 10597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Of course, I do not own the rights to Johnny Test or the characters that appear on the show, nor do I make any money off of this fic

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- 1-Miracle on Johnny-Fourth Street
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Miracle on Johnny-Fourth Street

Around this time of year, Porkbelly is a wondrous sight to behold. The snow gently drifts along with the wind, coating the ground in a white blanket which reminds everyone of just what time of the year it is...Christmas! The Street Lights are decorated red & green, with silver tinsel wrapped lovingly around the pole. On every corner you can hear the echo of holiday carols ringing out in the air. And at the local Porkbelly Mall, hundreds of shoppers maul, rip and rampage through each other just to get the finest gifts they have to offer. In the middle of this frightening fray however, stood two young women who seemed very out of place...
Susan and Mary Test.
As they stood in front of the main entrance, they saw the carnage unfolding in front of them; people ripping and tearing through plastic, paper and any other casing in front of them in order to get their prized gifts for the Holiday. It was almost horrific the way they fought over ground just to be in a better position to obtain their prized possessions.
“OK, is this really how people act while shopping during Christmas?” Susan asked with genuine intrigue.
“Do...you think Mom acts like this?” Mary added with the same intrigue.

Susan responded by pulling out her cell phone. “Now’s a good time to find out.” Hitting the number 3, she speed-dialed her mother, and after 2 rings was connected to her.
“Hello?”
“Yeah, Mom?” Susan began. “It’s Susan. We kind of need your input on something...”
“Could you make it quick, girls?” She asked as the sound of paper shuffling was heard with her voice. “These files are starting to pile up...”
“No problem.” Mary began. “See, we’re part of a new Secret Santa program at school that requires us to pick out a present for a dear classmate...”
“Gil Nexdor!” Susan added, swooning.
“Anyway, after doing some reconnaissance and dream-scanning, we’ve found the perfect gift for him and even have enough money to buy it.”
“So why do you need my input?” Lila asked.
Instead of answering, Susan activated the camera feature on her phone and pointed it towards the rabid shopping crowd. Lila saw the sight unfolding in front of her, and began to understand. “AHH, you waited until the last minute.”
“It’s not our fault!” Susan debated. “Johnny kept cashing in—er, I mean, helping us out with our research.”
“And we made significant scientific breakthroughs.” Mary added. “Still, could you give us any advice?”
“Of course, honey. I’ve been through last-minute Christmas shopping before...every time your father changes his mind about exactly what he wants.” She said, her voice showing bitterness near the end before she regained her composure. “Just remember these three useful tips: Sweep the Leg, Bob & Weave, and don’t be afraid to go below the belt.”
Both Test Twins were shocked over the advice just given to them by their mother. “Uh...those sound more like Ultimate Fighting rules.”
“Your point is?” Lila responded, to the sound of more papers shuffling. “Gotta go girls, good luck!”
Click.
Hearing only silence at the end, followed by the dial tone afterward, Susan hung up her phone and turned to her sister.
“Looks like we’re on our own.” Mary surmised.
Susan scoffed. “We wouldn’t even be in this situation if it wasn’t for Johnny. What was up with him cashing in all those coupons for experiments?”
Mary shrugged. “Maybe he was clearing his schedule for Christmas. Anyway, we need to come up with a gameplan...”
Susan scoffed again. “Gameplan-Shmameplan! I say we go over there, take what we want and get out of here before our brains degenerate from this Neanderthal gathering!”
As she finished that statement, she marched over towards the tall shelf housing the surfboards which they intended to gift to Gil. However, no sooner than when she reached the rabid crowd she was sucked into the fray, jostled around on top like a crowd-surfer and tossed back out from the group, landing non-gracefully at her sister’s side.
“Alright, so what’s this gameplan you got?”
“We need to approach this situation stealthily.” Mary surmised. “Get in, get out, and get the job done.”
“That plan will never work.” Susan argued. “We need to barge in there with power, something that can break up the crowd long enough so we can get the surfboard and get out of here!”
“Power’s not the answer to everything!” Mary debated. “Stealth gives us a greater advantage.”
“Stealth is useless, we need Power for this!”
“Stealth.”
“Power!”
“STEALTH!”
“POWER!!!”
“Fine! You use your tactics, and I’ll use mine.” Mary suggested. “Whichever one of us retrieves the Surfboard first, gets Gil all for herself. Agreed?”
Mary knew in her mind that it would be wiser and more fruitful to work together, but her pride and arrogance clouded that logical judgment; as well as the idea of having Gil all to herself. “Agreed!”
They shook hands on it, before going their separate ways. They each went down different aisles in the store, looking for any gadgets and equipment that could help them on their mission, and both with fiery determination to see that mission successful.
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“Hmmph! I’ll show her!”
It took an hour for Mary to find the right tools and the right product to use, but after an extensive search through the aisles she was able to find what she needed; an outboard motor, a Frank Eagle Skateboard, 2 tubes of rhino glue, knee pads, arm pads, boots, a helmet and a grappling hook. All of these items combined to make a vehicle focused on pure speed. The motor was attached to the back of the skateboard, and equipped with a wheel instead of a propeller to work more efficiently on land. Taking her sneakers off and slipping into the boots, she then squirted the rhino glue onto the board, before placing one leg onto it.
“Who needs big, hulking machinery when you got stealth on your side?” She asked herself, knowing the answer. “All I have to do is navigate these aisles, make it to that ramp ahead, and I can soar over the crowd and snatch that surfboard before they even blink.”
Sure enough, over a dozen aisles away was a makeshift ramp made from the empty boxes of toy racetrack sets and crates from the back of the store. Making sure her left foot was firmly on the board, she kicked & pushed with her right, and revved the motor, which instantly sent her flying down the tiled floor of the store.
Unfortunately though her mind was as sharp as some of the greatest in the world, her athletic skills were decisively not. Like a runaway car she stormed through the aisles, causing parent and child alike to dive out of the way or hug the shelves to avoid her path.
“Gotta...maintain...control...” She struggled out, doing her best to keep what little control she had over the board. Eventually, she would reach the main aisle, and spot her destination off in the distance...the ramp.
Looking past it, she saw the rabid crowd was still gathered around the specials rack, and Gil’s prized Christmas Present sit sat safely high above them, ripe for the picking. Bearing down on her target, she braced herself for the jump, rocketed towards the ramp and let the momentum launch her into the air. Now flying high above the shelves and shoppers, she readied herself as she floated closer and closer to her prize.
“Almost...got it...”
Once in arm’s length, she reached out and grabbed hold of her objective, just as a loud ripping sound passed her ears. It didn’t matter to her at the moment though, as she found herself now descending towards the store floor, without one important aspect in her plan.
“I forgot how to land!”
KRAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Luck was on Mary’s side though, as she crashed into a shelf lined with the latest stuffed teddy bears and puppets. But her luck quickly ran out as the sound of the crash brought forth more shoppers, who noticed the On Sale banner hanging above the shelf, and quickly reacted. They snatched up the stuffed animals with shocking speed, leaving only Mary, who was underneath the Surfboard she coveted. As she regained her bearings though, she realized her achievement.
“YES! I GOT IT!!!” She cheered, jumping to her feet. “Sweet victory for science! Stealth wins the—wait, why is it so light?”
And upon closer inspection, she got her answer; it was the cardboard cutout, not the actual surfboard. Her disappointment would be short-lived though, as she felt a chill come across her chest...her bare chest. Looking down, she saw the reason why; she was completely topless as her bare breasts wafted out in the open, her nipples hardening with each passing second. Looking up to the rafters, she saw her lab coat and Crescent Moon T-Shirt flying high above like a flag, attached to an errant rafter. Embarrassed beyond belief, she quickly covered herself and scuttled off to the changing room area for privacy and regrouping.
But her failure did not go unnoticed.
“I told her that stealth wasn’t the way to go.”
Susan had watched her sister’s actions leading up to and including her unfortunate failure at capturing the surfboard. But with her rushing back to the drawing board, it was now her turn to step up to the plate. Turning around, she went back to work on making the final tweaks for her tool of destruction; a giant mechanized red & white striped suit of armor. It stood about 8 feet tall and featured a back compartment Susan could step in to operate it.
“There! It’s...done!” She said, tightening the final bolt on the arm. With her suit completed, she quickly hopped in through the back and closed the hatch behind her. A moment later, the suit hummed to life; its slot eyes slowly beginning to glow a bright red as it slowly lurched forward, step by step.
“It’s a shame I could only use the metal that was for decorations here, but when life gives you a box of scraps...”
The thundering footsteps echoed throughout the store as everyone in her path scrambled out of the way to safety, even with her slow movement. As delayed as it was though, she eventually made it to the large crowd, which was still going mad over all of the items being offered in the bin. But luckily, Gil’s potential Christmas present was still safely above the fray.
“Alright people, out of the way!” Susan demanded through the speaker system in the suit. “I got a surfboard to get and a dreamy surfer boy to give it to!”
Her words did nothing to disperse the madness in front of her, a development she expected and silently hoped for, as she now had reason to use brute force. “I said get out of my—WHOA!!!”
Like a vacuum she was sucked into the crowd, and immediately jumbled around like popcorn in a microwave. She was completely helpless as she slowly rose to the top of the crowd, before she was tossed with surprising ease by the crowd almost half-way across the expansive store, coming to a landing in the Food Court area, crashing into a Cart. After a moment, she was able to remove her helmet and shake the daze from her.
“OK, bad plan. But as they say, if at first you don’t succeed...Get more firepower!”
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