It started out as a normal day. Invader ZaiFae got up out of her normal bed, went to her *semi * normal school, and came home on a normal bus. But, not normally, there was a giant box on her front porch.
"Hey, Janella!" her sister yelled. "Don't call me that!" ZaiFae interrupted. "The box is for you," her sister continued cluelessly. She walked up to the box and pulled off the letter that said, "READ ME!!!!!!" on the front. This is what it said:
Dear Lucky Person,
You are really lucky! You get to spend a week at Nickelodeon Studios! Meeting your favorite cartoon characters through the use of our Zap-you-into-the-world-of-your-favorite-cartoon-machine!
"Yes!" ZaiFae cries. "I get to meet Zim and Dib!"
The cartoons you will be allowed to go in are our most popular: Rocket Power, Spongebob Squarepants, and Butt Ugly Martians! You don't have to worry about the evil cartoons like Angry Beavers, AAAAAA Real Monsters, or especially...Invader Zim.
"WHAT!" ZaiFae screamed. "NO WAY! THIS IS NOT RIGHT!"
If you open the box, our cool machine will transport you and one person to our studio to see your favorite cartoons!
Sincerely,
The Nickelodeon People
"Well, this is interesting. Maybe I should go to Nick Studios and try to go to Zim world anyway. Or maybe I should go and ruin Nick Studios, and take their ZYITWOYFCM, and allow all the fanfiction writers to come to my house and use it! I think I'll do both!" With that she runs inside and grabs assorted cool weapons. Then she opens the box, puts the weapons inside, and goes to her friend Connor a.k.a Mephisto's house. She shows him the letter and tells him the plan. He agrees to come.
"So, what stuff didja bring, ZaiFae?" Mephisto asked.
"Ummmmmmmm," she pauses for an hour, "Swords, knives, guns, doom ferrets, skritchy sweaters, magical gemstones, you know, the usual. Oh yeah, and my transmogrifier gun* Calvin and Hobbes reference!*.
"Cool, " Mephisto sighs. "This is gonna be fun!" A few minutes later, the machine lands the pair in their hotel room * cool, no? * They jump out. It is night, and nobody is in the studios.
"Well, this is working perfectly," ZaiFae says. "I'm gonna transmogrify myself now." She points the gun at herself, and her eyes get all squinty. ZAP! The gun zaps her, and after all the smoke clears, and the hideous screams stop, she emerges, a taller-than-the-Tallests Irken, wearing Invader gear, who looks like Zim, but with curly antennae.
"My turn!" Mephisto says happily. After more smoke and screams, he emerges looking like an Almighty Tallest, only a LITTLE bit shorter, and blue.
"Cool!" The pair says in unison. They arm themselves with various weapons. ZaiFae takes a ferret, a sword, and a sack of magic gemstones. Mephisto has a trenchcoat like Neo's in the Matrix, filled with guns, over his Tallests' outfit.
"Let's go find the ZYITWOYFCM!" ZaiFae says. The pair heads off into the dark and spooky halls of Nickelodeon Studios at night.
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I'm writing my first dooming nick fic! For no apparent reason! I can have five more people win the contest, so if you want to help doom Nick(again), be one of the first five people to review with a description of themselves.
Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin but me. So there!
"Hey, Janella!" her sister yelled. "Don't call me that!" ZaiFae interrupted. "The box is for you," her sister continued cluelessly. She walked up to the box and pulled off the letter that said, "READ ME!!!!!!" on the front. This is what it said:
Dear Lucky Person,
You are really lucky! You get to spend a week at Nickelodeon Studios! Meeting your favorite cartoon characters through the use of our Zap-you-into-the-world-of-your-favorite-cartoon-machine!
"Yes!" ZaiFae cries. "I get to meet Zim and Dib!"
The cartoons you will be allowed to go in are our most popular: Rocket Power, Spongebob Squarepants, and Butt Ugly Martians! You don't have to worry about the evil cartoons like Angry Beavers, AAAAAA Real Monsters, or especially...Invader Zim.
"WHAT!" ZaiFae screamed. "NO WAY! THIS IS NOT RIGHT!"
If you open the box, our cool machine will transport you and one person to our studio to see your favorite cartoons!
Sincerely,
The Nickelodeon People
"Well, this is interesting. Maybe I should go to Nick Studios and try to go to Zim world anyway. Or maybe I should go and ruin Nick Studios, and take their ZYITWOYFCM, and allow all the fanfiction writers to come to my house and use it! I think I'll do both!" With that she runs inside and grabs assorted cool weapons. Then she opens the box, puts the weapons inside, and goes to her friend Connor a.k.a Mephisto's house. She shows him the letter and tells him the plan. He agrees to come.
"So, what stuff didja bring, ZaiFae?" Mephisto asked.
"Ummmmmmmm," she pauses for an hour, "Swords, knives, guns, doom ferrets, skritchy sweaters, magical gemstones, you know, the usual. Oh yeah, and my transmogrifier gun* Calvin and Hobbes reference!*.
"Cool, " Mephisto sighs. "This is gonna be fun!" A few minutes later, the machine lands the pair in their hotel room * cool, no? * They jump out. It is night, and nobody is in the studios.
"Well, this is working perfectly," ZaiFae says. "I'm gonna transmogrify myself now." She points the gun at herself, and her eyes get all squinty. ZAP! The gun zaps her, and after all the smoke clears, and the hideous screams stop, she emerges, a taller-than-the-Tallests Irken, wearing Invader gear, who looks like Zim, but with curly antennae.
"My turn!" Mephisto says happily. After more smoke and screams, he emerges looking like an Almighty Tallest, only a LITTLE bit shorter, and blue.
"Cool!" The pair says in unison. They arm themselves with various weapons. ZaiFae takes a ferret, a sword, and a sack of magic gemstones. Mephisto has a trenchcoat like Neo's in the Matrix, filled with guns, over his Tallests' outfit.
"Let's go find the ZYITWOYFCM!" ZaiFae says. The pair heads off into the dark and spooky halls of Nickelodeon Studios at night.
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I'm writing my first dooming nick fic! For no apparent reason! I can have five more people win the contest, so if you want to help doom Nick(again), be one of the first five people to review with a description of themselves.
Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin but me. So there!