The Moosey Fate of Your Favorite IZ people, Chapter 1
A youngish girl with poofyish short red hair and roundish purple
glasses is at her computer, typing a hundred miles an hour. That
spacey, slightly insane girl with a twisted sense of humor is myself,
Arlene, and I am here to help you torture your favorite Invader Zim
characters with dares and questions! Seems like a lot of people are
doing this, but I need to improve my writing skills. For those of you
who are new to questionnaires, what you do is, in your review, you write
questions you want a character to answer, or dare you want them to do.
I read the reviews and write them doing so! Easy, right? So, have fun
driving Zim, Dib, Gaz, and all your other favorites (but not GIR,
'cause he's already pretty damn insane. You can still give him dares and questions, though.) into madness! With special guest, your favorite homicidal maniac, Nny!
Nny struggles against his straight jacket. You soon notice, I have put
the majority of the characters in straightjackets and tied them to their comfy
purple armchairs. They're purple because that's Zim's favorite color!
Why are they in straightjackets, you ask? Well, if you're serious about that question, you must not know these characters very well.
Another special guest is my SIR unit OC, Fizz! (I almost brought Happy
Noodle Boy, but I think Fizz is enough)
Fizz does nothing.
"Wait, have I been saying this in my head the ENTIRE time?" I say,
appalled at my rapidly increasing insanity.
Dib looks at me quizzically "Saying what? Oh, and by the way, GET ME OUT
OF THIS STRAIGHTJACKET!"
I laugh maniacally. "INSULENT FOOL BOY! No one can resist the power of
the straightjackets of doom!"
Zim's eyes widen, and he momentarily pauses in his struggling, no doubt
thinking up a new plan for world domination. "Doom...? YOU WILL TELL
ZIM THE POWER OF THESE 'STRAIGHTJACKETS' OF DOOM, FILTHY HYOOMAN!"
Being my insane self, I start giggling madly and say, "You're
experiencing their mightiness at this very moment! Wait..." For a mere
second, I am silent. But the sweet silent bliss of the characters is
short-lived, for I begin EEEEEing at the top of my lungs, glomping Zim
so many times it should become tiresome, but it's Zim, so, it's
different. "OH MY GOD, YOU ARE SOOOO AWESOME! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I
LOVE YOOOOUUUUU!"Hehe, sorry for going totally fangirl on you. It
won't happen too often, I pro-IT'S GIR! Oh, and NNY!
I make my way toward Nny, but almost immediately I come to my senses
and realize that glomping Johnny would most likely result in a very
painful, violent death. I come to a halt.
That was a smart move, Arlie. The mess would have been unbearable.
The cast jumps in surprise and fear as a Voice fills everyone's head, and it seems to be coming from a
hovering stuffed creature made entirely of socks, just chillin' on
my shoulder.
Sighing irritably, I begin to speak. "People, this is Con Man, a
figment of my imagination that I have come to believe is a
personification of both my conscience and OCD. He really pisses me off
sometimes."
"So, it's like D-Boy and Mr. Fuck? Only a sock-monster thingy?" Nny
asks, tilting his head to the side, the way he does when thoughtful.
"You could say that." I reply. Suddenly, an idea comes to mind that has absolutely NOTHING to do t\with the current conversation. "ZIM! You and I. Duet. Now."
Zim pales to a light pastel green. "Wha-what?'
"A duet, silly! We're gonna sing my new favorite song! Sorry for
completely throwing you people into the wrong fandom, but I just love this
song! My fellow Harry Pottards are gonna love this song! Not as much as
me, though. Zim's lyrics will be underlined, mine will be bold. Con Man will do the little part in the beginning in italics."
(I never thought you'd be in my life)
Who would have known that I could like a boy like you
Tall dark and Slytherin, what's a girl to do?
You used your Nimbus to sweep me off my feet.
But now without you by my side I feel incomplete.
Slytherin and Gryffindor, parted by the sorting hat
From rival houses boy but we don't have to be like that
Cause you've Confunded me, and now I'm feeling well
Like this is magical, I'm under your spell.
I never thought you'd be in my life
Two different worlds that we let collide
and it will never be the way it was before
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Walking down a corridor with tricks right up my sleeve
bump into this girl that's on my floor, she just wants to see
what would it be like to hold hands with someone dark
who would have you don't need a wand to start a spark
I'll slither up to you, you can be my lion cub
Let's share a butter beer down at Rosmerta's pub
I'll chase right after you, you are my golden snitch
I'll be your Wizard love, you are my only witch
I never thought you'd be in my life
Two different worlds that we let collide
and it will never be the way it was before
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Oh, girl, this isn't like me
Two hearts, quickly beating
Oh, oh, it's taking hold
The whole world is shining red and
Gold
I never thought you'd be in my life
Two different worlds that we let collide
and it will never be the way it was before
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
I never thought you'd be in my life
Two different worlds that we let collide
and it will never be the way it was before
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
Yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Cause baby I'm a Slytherin and girl you are a Gryffindor
An applause is heard all the way from Miami, where the HP theme park
is, or wherever that place is...
Gazing at Zim adoringly, I say matter-of-factly,"Wow, Zim you have a
really good voice! You should really-aww, you're blushing!"
"ZIM DOES NO SUCH THING!"
"I LIKE THINGS!"
Everyone turns to stare at the little android with the cyan eyes, who
is currently busy playing with alphabet blocks covered in chocolate
syrup with Fizz.
"GIR, you don't even know how wrong that may have sounded to perverts, do you?"
"Yes."
" O rly?"
"...no."
I sigh. "That was "Wizard Love" by Meekakitty and heyhihello. Be sure to check out the actual song, the lyrics are only a portion of the awesomeness! So, people, leave you reviews full to the brim with questions and dares, and I will update this story as soon as possible! Oh, and
BTW, if people subscribed to Laura's first adventure and Hearing Embers
read this, I'm discontinuing LFA (sorry, I just didn't like where it
was going) and HE will be on hold for now."
"And I've decided that, as well as q's and d's, you can leave a quote to
end this chapter! I'll pick the best one. But I think it should have
something to with IZ or JtHM. Like say something said something as vast
as 'moose' in their quote. Since moose are mentioned several times in
IZ, it would be eligible. Or you could even say a quote from the show
or comic! To start you off, and drive you off simultaneously, here's a
quote from none other than our very own...Nny! Nny, you can get up now!"
Nny gives me a look that is often referred to as the "death stare".
"How? I'm still in a straightjacket!"
"Oh, yeahhh..." I, the mighty Arlene, unfasten all the straightjackets
immediately after blocking all exits. "Nny, do your stuff."
"Ahem...There's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as
that feeling precedes some plan on your part to actually do something
about it."
Giving an emotional sniff, I acknowledge the audience. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'll try to update it often, but not until I get reviews. I do not own anyone but myself, Fizz, and Con Man.
By the way, Con Man is not actually a solid form of my conscience. I
do, however, have a voice in my head I call the conman, who I believe
is my conscience, personified so that my stupid human brain can process
it. I do have a sock-stuffy, but he is merely a book character I
brought into the real world, not my conscience, and he is just called
the Sock Monster.
~Arlene, aka Arlie, Abilene, ArlieHasTheBrainWorms, actress22,
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