Intermission... Sorta
*Dib is really old. He is telling stories to his two happy little grandchildren, Baba and Squeeky.*
Dib: ...And that's how I defeated Zim for good.
Squeeky: Wow, grandpa! You are so cool!
Baba: Yeah! I liked the part when Zim did that really funny thing!
Dib: Huh? Who's Zim? (His memory isn't so good in his old age. Y'knoooow?)
*suddenly, Zim pops up from the ground like a little mole! AAAAAAAAspooky.*
Zim: I AM ZIM!!
Baba: Is that really Zim?
Zim: Yes. Yes, I AM Zim!
*Dib takes his medicine in the background. The two children stare in awe at the alien who is only slightly taller than the two of them as Zim mumbles to himself...*
Zim: Zim... such a wonderful name... and I have it. Just listen to it... ZIM! It's so great, with it's little Z, and then the adorable little I, and that little M at the end of it all... ZIM!! It's all mine. (to the children) By the way, I am Zim.
Baba: Oooohhh...
*Baba, greatly interested, begins poking Zim. Squeeky joins in after awhile, her fingers making little squeeeek noises with every poke.*
Zim: AAAHH! MUCUS!
Gir's voice: I be savin' youuu, MASSA!!
*Gir pops out of nowhere and swallows Squeeky & Baba whole.*
Gir: Tastes like noises!
Zim: Good work, Gir! Now, to deal with you, DIB!
*Dib does not respond*
Zim: Dib?
*silence. Zim pokes Dib (an awful lot of poking going on here, eh?), and Dib falls over.*
Zim: Uh-oh...
Gir: Didja kill him?
*Then Dib starts snoring.*
Zim: Oh, he's not really dead! He's just sleeping! Hahahaha!
Gir: Hahahaha!!
Zim: AHahahahaha!
(Squeeky & Baba somehow re-appear.)
All: HEEEHEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEE!
*The house blows up.*
The End!
*Dib is really old. He is telling stories to his two happy little grandchildren, Baba and Squeeky.*
Dib: ...And that's how I defeated Zim for good.
Squeeky: Wow, grandpa! You are so cool!
Baba: Yeah! I liked the part when Zim did that really funny thing!
Dib: Huh? Who's Zim? (His memory isn't so good in his old age. Y'knoooow?)
*suddenly, Zim pops up from the ground like a little mole! AAAAAAAAspooky.*
Zim: I AM ZIM!!
Baba: Is that really Zim?
Zim: Yes. Yes, I AM Zim!
*Dib takes his medicine in the background. The two children stare in awe at the alien who is only slightly taller than the two of them as Zim mumbles to himself...*
Zim: Zim... such a wonderful name... and I have it. Just listen to it... ZIM! It's so great, with it's little Z, and then the adorable little I, and that little M at the end of it all... ZIM!! It's all mine. (to the children) By the way, I am Zim.
Baba: Oooohhh...
*Baba, greatly interested, begins poking Zim. Squeeky joins in after awhile, her fingers making little squeeeek noises with every poke.*
Zim: AAAHH! MUCUS!
Gir's voice: I be savin' youuu, MASSA!!
*Gir pops out of nowhere and swallows Squeeky & Baba whole.*
Gir: Tastes like noises!
Zim: Good work, Gir! Now, to deal with you, DIB!
*Dib does not respond*
Zim: Dib?
*silence. Zim pokes Dib (an awful lot of poking going on here, eh?), and Dib falls over.*
Zim: Uh-oh...
Gir: Didja kill him?
*Then Dib starts snoring.*
Zim: Oh, he's not really dead! He's just sleeping! Hahahaha!
Gir: Hahahaha!!
Zim: AHahahahaha!
(Squeeky & Baba somehow re-appear.)
All: HEEEHEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEE!
*The house blows up.*
The End!