The War
By Invader Zil
Disclaimer-Invader Zim doesn't belong to me. If it did, an episode would have been made about IZ character killing BUMs a looooooong time ago. By the way, the Butt Ugly Martians don't belong to me; they belong to their hideous creators, whoever they may be.
Someone-Shut up and get on with the fic!
Me-Okay. On with the fic! Flames will be saved until the summer when I go camping to help start the fire.
/We are the Martians, the Butt Ugly Martians! /
Ever since that hideous song was heard nationwide, a group of enraged Zim fans knew that it was doomed.
/We don't really want a war/
They don't want a war? They practically asked for a war by being so horrible!
/I just wanna hoverboard/
Hoverboard this, Mike! [Angry BUM haters throw toast at him.]
Zil was sitting at her base, eating breakfast. So innocent. So unknowing. And then, her eeevil sister turned the channel to Nick. The evil theme song of that horrible show flooded that room and the kitchen, where Zil was. When Zil heard it, her eye twitched. She dropped her spoon in her bowl and turned her head very slowly to her sister, chewing Fruit Loops.
She swallowed. "Never let me hear that song EVER AGAIN!" Zil yelled at her sister.
"But I thought that you liked the Butt Ugly Martians," Rachel, (the sister) said.
Zil's eye twitched for the second time before she lunged at her sister. Her sister dodged the attack.
"NEVER INSULT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!" Zil screeched. Rachel ran for refuge upstairs. Straightening herself, Zil went into her mom's office, where the computer with Internet was. She went to her wonderful guild on Neopets (it's called IZ Thrillers, Martian Killers, headed by Cryingchildandrir go join if you haven't already) and posted a topic on the message board entitled 'Doom Fic'. She was going to suck some friends into her weird world of ficciness. Zil laughed manically as she typed.
By Invader Zil
Disclaimer-Invader Zim doesn't belong to me. If it did, an episode would have been made about IZ character killing BUMs a looooooong time ago. By the way, the Butt Ugly Martians don't belong to me; they belong to their hideous creators, whoever they may be.
Someone-Shut up and get on with the fic!
Me-Okay. On with the fic! Flames will be saved until the summer when I go camping to help start the fire.
/We are the Martians, the Butt Ugly Martians! /
Ever since that hideous song was heard nationwide, a group of enraged Zim fans knew that it was doomed.
/We don't really want a war/
They don't want a war? They practically asked for a war by being so horrible!
/I just wanna hoverboard/
Hoverboard this, Mike! [Angry BUM haters throw toast at him.]
Zil was sitting at her base, eating breakfast. So innocent. So unknowing. And then, her eeevil sister turned the channel to Nick. The evil theme song of that horrible show flooded that room and the kitchen, where Zil was. When Zil heard it, her eye twitched. She dropped her spoon in her bowl and turned her head very slowly to her sister, chewing Fruit Loops.
She swallowed. "Never let me hear that song EVER AGAIN!" Zil yelled at her sister.
"But I thought that you liked the Butt Ugly Martians," Rachel, (the sister) said.
Zil's eye twitched for the second time before she lunged at her sister. Her sister dodged the attack.
"NEVER INSULT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!" Zil screeched. Rachel ran for refuge upstairs. Straightening herself, Zil went into her mom's office, where the computer with Internet was. She went to her wonderful guild on Neopets (it's called IZ Thrillers, Martian Killers, headed by Cryingchildandrir go join if you haven't already) and posted a topic on the message board entitled 'Doom Fic'. She was going to suck some friends into her weird world of ficciness. Zil laughed manically as she typed.