Arthur Dent: Dib

Arthur Dent: Dib

Ford Perfect: Bill

Zaphod Beeblebrox: Purple

Tricia McMillian: Tak

Slartbartfast: Red

Marvin the Paranoid Android: Gir the Psychotic SIR

The Irken watched with a smile and happiness. But there was something

else. Regret. He had promised his Almighty Tallest that he would rule

Earth, not see it's destruction. But it was a win, either way. But he

couldn't help feeling like he missed something. Then it hit him. Literally.

Piggies are the second smartest animals on Earth. Humans are the third,

and moose are the first. And at he end of the world, the piggies tried to

warn the human race of impending doom by pre-forming a series of

pig-communication (amusing tricks, to the unknowing human.) But it

failed. The only ones that knew was a tiny Irken named Zim, with his

'Pig Porter' and other various aliens, including, Ms.Bitters. After

failing, they preformed their final message, So Long, and Thanks for

All the Slop, while It was misinterpreted as an attempt to do a

double-backflip somersault through a hoop while oinking The Doom Song.

Dib had a strange felling. Like a feeling of Doom. It wasn't like

something terrible, just apocalyptic. He had been ranting this to other

Skoolmates all day, but all of them had dismissed it with a turn of their

backs. It was the end of the day, and he was walking home with his

sister.

"I'm telling you Gaz, there's something wrong." She glanced at him, and

just continued on wit her Gameslave 2.

"Your brain is wrong. Everything is wrong." She murmured with a silent

whisper.

They eventually arrived at their house, and, many bulldozers and

steamrollers we're surrounding them. They realized why. a few months ago,

their father, Prof. Membrane, had declared he was just to bust to pay

bills. Refusing to follow this simple law, however, had agitated many

I.R.S. officials, and once again resulted in many letters. Now, they had

been ticked off, and they were about to, if you pardon the expression,

"flatten it to a pulp" with steamrollers and bulldozers.

Dib was against this, however, and decided to lay in their path. Gaz

watched nonchalantly, while unbeknownst to them, came a friend of Dib's.

It was Bill, another paranormal investigator, which caused Gaz to groan.

She already had enough of her brother. Bill ignored her and ran up to Dib.

"Hello Dib. Are you having trouble?" Dib nodded, and Bill continued,

"Then let's go get a hot-dog."

Dib looked at him as if he wass crazy. His house was being torn apart for

Pete's sakes! But, despite this, he got up and went with him. Gaz

followed.

On the way to the stand Bill glanced all around. When they reached the

quiet part of their journey, Bill spoke, "Dib, Giz, I'm actually an

alien from the region of Guildford, not Betelgeuse."

At this point, Dibstarted to jump in the air and scream I knew it!, or

Yeessss! while Gaz punched Bill for saying her name wrong.

When Bill first arrived here, he thought billboards were alive. He

even named himself Bill, and tred to shake one's hand. When he fell

off of it,due to his losing balance, he landed on Dib, which saved his

life.

Suddenly, they reached the stand. "Three hotdogs," said Bill to the

Hotdog stand owner. "And quickly please, the world's about to end."

Bill looked at them, and randomly murmured, "Time is an illusion.

Lunchtime doubly so."

"Strange," Dib commented, "You should send that in to Crop Circles

Magazine. They've got a page for people like you."

just as the man was about to hand them the hotdogs, Bill just checked

his watch, and looked at them in as if they were late. "Well, I guess we

don't have time. Let's go!"

They all stopped, and stared at Bill. Dib was just about to ask where,

when they were suddenly on a huge spaceship.