King Bob!
Disclaimer I don't own this.
Zim, Dib and Gir all live together. Zim is in his room playing with his Matchbox.
Zim: VVVVRRRROOOOMMMM!!!! Err *Eplody noises* Mwahahahahaha!
Dib: What are you doing?
Zim: Um... *Shoves cars away* Nothing...
Dib: Right...
GIR: DDDIIIBBB!!! *Jumps on Dib and starts kissing him like a maniac.* Oh, I love you!
Dib: Oh, good lord! Please get this maniac away from me!
*Zim throws Matchbox at GIR but it misses GIR and hits Dib in the eye*
Dib: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *Cough, cough* AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Zim: Heh heh...
Dib: Zim you idiot... Get him off me!
Zim: Umm... *Throws another car*
Dib: NEVERMIND! *Pulls GIR off and throws him to the side*
Subliminal Message: I like cheese!
GIR: WEEHOO!
Dib: What's so special aboout that car in the plastic box?
Zim: That's King Bob!
Dib: Is he really that important?
Zim:.......Yes!
Dib: You wanna get a freezy?
Zim:.......Yes!
Dib: Come on!
Zim jumps on Dibs back and they run to the gas station.
GIR: Hmm...
Zim and Dib are back at home with their freezies watching Pocahontas.
Zim: Oh that ever-present wind cracks me up!
Dib: So I've noticed...
Zim: Well... I'm gonna go...uh... Do stuff...
Dib: Okay...
Zim walks into his room and a huge scream is heard.
Dib: Oh... What now?
Zim: GIR! Give it back!
GIR: What?
Zim: King Bob!
GIR: I don't have him.
Zim: *Points at Dib* You!
Dib: What use would I have with your little car?
Zim: He's in your pants isn't he?
Dib: What? NO!
Zim: I knew it! You're jealous of King Bob!
Dib: Why would I be jealous? It's just a car!
Zim: Because I love him and not you!
Dib: Um... No!
Zim: I'll get you for this!
Dib: I didn't do anything!
Zim: Didn't you though? Didn't you?
Dib: NO! I didn't!
Zim: Mwahahahahaha!
Dib: Gosh you're an idiot! *Walks out of room*
Zim: You can hide Dib, but you can't uh... Hide!
Dib: Right...
NEXT DAY!
Zim throws hot bacon on Dib.
Dib: What the hell was that for?
Zim: For King Bob! *Walks out of room.*
Dib: *Grabs butter knife* Heh heh... *Goes into Zim's room and rips open his pillows and picks up rabbit from side of bed*
Zim: NO!
Dib: Hahaha!
Zim: Not Mr. Bunny Wumpkins!
Dib: What?
Zim: Umm... He belongs to GIR... That's it...
GIR: No he doesn't.
Zim: Yes he does...
GIR: Not uh...
Dib: Mr. Bunny Wumpkins?
Zim: Well, you see, I got him from AHH! *Jumps out window*
Dib: Well... Do you know what happened to King Bob?
GIR: Yep!
Dib: What?
GIR: Heh heh...
Dib: What?
GIR: I ate him!
Dib: Well... Choke him up!
GIR: Hold on...
Dib: Why?
GIR: Well it takes a minute... *coughing and gagging*
GIR hands Dib a wet matchbox with bits of porkchop on it.
Dib: Thank you! I think...
Dib jumps out window and chases after Zim.
Dib: HEY... Idiot! Here's your matchbox! *Throws it at Zim*
Zim: What the hell did you do to it?
Dib: GIR ate it.
Zim: Damn GIR... I oughta- Oh my God it's Taco Bell...
Dib: *Slaps himself* Why do I bother?
-I know it's stupid, but I needed to write something...-
Disclaimer I don't own this.
Zim, Dib and Gir all live together. Zim is in his room playing with his Matchbox.
Zim: VVVVRRRROOOOMMMM!!!! Err *Eplody noises* Mwahahahahaha!
Dib: What are you doing?
Zim: Um... *Shoves cars away* Nothing...
Dib: Right...
GIR: DDDIIIBBB!!! *Jumps on Dib and starts kissing him like a maniac.* Oh, I love you!
Dib: Oh, good lord! Please get this maniac away from me!
*Zim throws Matchbox at GIR but it misses GIR and hits Dib in the eye*
Dib: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *Cough, cough* AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Zim: Heh heh...
Dib: Zim you idiot... Get him off me!
Zim: Umm... *Throws another car*
Dib: NEVERMIND! *Pulls GIR off and throws him to the side*
Subliminal Message: I like cheese!
GIR: WEEHOO!
Dib: What's so special aboout that car in the plastic box?
Zim: That's King Bob!
Dib: Is he really that important?
Zim:.......Yes!
Dib: You wanna get a freezy?
Zim:.......Yes!
Dib: Come on!
Zim jumps on Dibs back and they run to the gas station.
GIR: Hmm...
Zim and Dib are back at home with their freezies watching Pocahontas.
Zim: Oh that ever-present wind cracks me up!
Dib: So I've noticed...
Zim: Well... I'm gonna go...uh... Do stuff...
Dib: Okay...
Zim walks into his room and a huge scream is heard.
Dib: Oh... What now?
Zim: GIR! Give it back!
GIR: What?
Zim: King Bob!
GIR: I don't have him.
Zim: *Points at Dib* You!
Dib: What use would I have with your little car?
Zim: He's in your pants isn't he?
Dib: What? NO!
Zim: I knew it! You're jealous of King Bob!
Dib: Why would I be jealous? It's just a car!
Zim: Because I love him and not you!
Dib: Um... No!
Zim: I'll get you for this!
Dib: I didn't do anything!
Zim: Didn't you though? Didn't you?
Dib: NO! I didn't!
Zim: Mwahahahahaha!
Dib: Gosh you're an idiot! *Walks out of room*
Zim: You can hide Dib, but you can't uh... Hide!
Dib: Right...
NEXT DAY!
Zim throws hot bacon on Dib.
Dib: What the hell was that for?
Zim: For King Bob! *Walks out of room.*
Dib: *Grabs butter knife* Heh heh... *Goes into Zim's room and rips open his pillows and picks up rabbit from side of bed*
Zim: NO!
Dib: Hahaha!
Zim: Not Mr. Bunny Wumpkins!
Dib: What?
Zim: Umm... He belongs to GIR... That's it...
GIR: No he doesn't.
Zim: Yes he does...
GIR: Not uh...
Dib: Mr. Bunny Wumpkins?
Zim: Well, you see, I got him from AHH! *Jumps out window*
Dib: Well... Do you know what happened to King Bob?
GIR: Yep!
Dib: What?
GIR: Heh heh...
Dib: What?
GIR: I ate him!
Dib: Well... Choke him up!
GIR: Hold on...
Dib: Why?
GIR: Well it takes a minute... *coughing and gagging*
GIR hands Dib a wet matchbox with bits of porkchop on it.
Dib: Thank you! I think...
Dib jumps out window and chases after Zim.
Dib: HEY... Idiot! Here's your matchbox! *Throws it at Zim*
Zim: What the hell did you do to it?
Dib: GIR ate it.
Zim: Damn GIR... I oughta- Oh my God it's Taco Bell...
Dib: *Slaps himself* Why do I bother?
-I know it's stupid, but I needed to write something...-
