Bid on Dib : The Prologue
A story by The Person with no Name a.k.a Noname.
A/N: I thank my sister, Tead, for some help on the story. The prologue here is very short. It's also very weird, so be warned. Flame all you want, but remember, I have doom on my side! MWHAHAHAHA!
Disclaimer: Invader Zim ain't mine :P.
One Friday night, my little sister and I were watching Invader Zim in my room. And we were hyper. Very hyper. Very, very hyper. Very, very, very hyper. Very, very, very, very hyper. Very, very, very... oh never mind. You get the idea. And it was a new episode, Hobo 13. And it was funny. Very funny. Very, very... ouch. A green weasel bit my tongue.
After the episode, I asked Tead (my little sister) a question: "Why is Dib's head so big?"
"Tomatoes!" Tead replied.
"No wonder..." I said with awe. "Hey, did you know that that 'Dib' is backwards for 'bid'?"
"Wow, I didn't know that!" She said. Then suddenly, a magical fluorescent light bulb floated above her head.
"AHHHHH!" I screamed. "There's a magical fluorescent light bulb floating on your head! My room is HAUNTED!"
"No, your room isn't haunted. I just have an idea." Tead said quite calmly. "Let's kidnap Dib and sell him on eBay.com!"
"Why?"
"TOMATOES!"
"Oh. Good reason." And so I began my little journey (with Tead) to a little town I like to call Townsville...
...Not. I didn't call it anything. Actually, I did. No I didn't! Yes I did! No! Yes! No! Yes! NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO! YYYYYYYYYEEESSSSSSSS! All right, fine. I did… not.
