I've been really busy lately, so now that the projects are done, I might as well tell this story I wrote for a homework assignment.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim
Mr. Clean Purchases Rattraps For His Neighbor's Wet Dog, Thus Resulting in A Happy Rainbowy Seizure And The Worst Story Ever
It was a dark and stormy night. GIR was skipping happily and singing the Doom Song to himself, not realizing that it was raining, and that could've damaged his memory circuits.
If he had memory circuits, that is.
Suddenly, he happened to spot something on the ground. It appeared to be a piece of paper, soggy and damp. On it was messy handwriting.
GIR ran home to ask Zim about the mysterious paper.
"Master!" he cried. "What's this?"
Zim examined the paper. "It appears to be a story."
"Ooh! Is it about a happy wizard named Bob?"
"No."
"WAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" GIR started convulsing and having a seizure.
Thirty minutes later…
"Can I read it now?" asked Zim.
"Ooh! A story! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!"
And GIR thus had another seizure.
Zim started to read.
"But…but you promised…" sobbed Jamie.
"I know," said Kevin.
Jamie rested her head upon Kevin's shoulders. "Why?"
"Because the ceiling is no place for a cow," he pointed out. "Besides, just imagine what would happen if the bumblebees caught word that we owned a station wagon! What would happen then?"
"We must start a war!" screamed Thomas, who had come out of nowhere.
"Fine, but if we must," stated Cora, "We will first need eye drops."
"I am reminiscing of the time I had a pet lobster. Good times, good times…" Jake sighed dreamily.
"Now is not the time for that!" shouted Josh. We must quest forth to Wal-Mart!"
"To Wal-Mart!" they all cried!"
And that was all.
"Well, what do you think, GIR? GIR?"
But GIR hadn't been listening. He had been having a seizure the entire time.
FUN ACTIVITY TIME!!!!!
How many stars are in the entire universe?
My guess is:12