My second fanfic! Whoo! Well, the first one's still in progress... I really should finish things before starting new stuff. Well, ANYWAYS, on to the disclaimers!
I do not own Invader Zim, Fairly Oddparents, My Life as a Teenage Robot, Jimmy Neutron, Danny Phantom, or Survivor. Nor do I own SeaWorld, the Internet, the GrimAdventures of Billy and Mandy, or a mongoose dog. In fact, all I own is myself and...well, that's it. I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on, for Irk's sake!
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"Ratings are going down! You'd better think of a better show idea than, 'All my Offspring'!" The network producer barked to the harried idea committee.
"Uh, sir?" One of them got up and handed some stuff to the NP.
"Oh, what's this? Hmm." He began looking through the papers. "Ahh…aha! This is it! It's what we've been looking for!" Then he began cackling maniacally.
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Dimmsdale"Timmy Turner, report to my office. NOW." Principal Waxelplax called over the intercom.
Maybe he's getting expelled, Crocker thought. Woohoo!
Oh please please please please please don't let it be about the exploding meat…Timmy hoped. Leave it to Cosmo to mishear no more beets and turn it into exploding meat.
"Oh, Timmy! Don't worry; you're not in trouble. Actually, you've been chosen to go on a new reality TV show! Woo!"
"Sweet!"
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Tremorton"Popularity isn't everything, Jen." Brad told Jenny for the millionth time.
"Suuuuure." As if she could believe that.
"Jennifer Wakeman, Bradley Carbunkle, Sheldon Lee, come to the principal's office." Someone said over the intercom.
"I hope this doesn't have to do with, well, you know what." Jenny said.
"Nobody knows YOU were the one who blew up that meat with your heat vision." Brad reassured her.
"Hey, Jenny!" Sheldon called to her. "Hi, Brad." He had hated Brad ever since Jenny and him (finally) decided to go steady. He went back to Jenny. "You know what?"
"What, Sheldon?" Jenny asked in an annoyed tone.
"We're gonna be on reality TV!"
"I'm not so sure. Remember what happened the last time?" The two turned their heads to an unknown audience.
(Flashback)
"Could you pass the ketchup?" Sheldon asked Jenny. A Cluster robot jumped out of the bush behind them.
"Ragglefraggle!" It screamed, then it carried Sheldon off somewhere.
(End flashback)
"Who could forget that." Jenny muttered.
"Whatcha talkin' about?" Brad asked him.
"Sheldon wants us to go on reality TV."
"Oh, no. Remember the last time." Said Brad. Once again, they turned toward the unknown audience.
(Flashback)
"Could you pass the ketchup?" Sheldon asked Jenny. A Cluster robot jumped out of the bush behind them.
"Ragglefraggle!" It screamed, then it carried Sheldon off somewhere.
(End Flashback)
"Impossible to forget that." Brad remembered. Mrs. Wakeman walked up.
"What ARE you three doing?" She asked the trio.
"Well, one, trying to talk Sheldon out of putting us on reality TV, and two, wondering what you're doing here." Said Brad.
"For two: I'm here to wish you luck and hope you win whatever humiliating contest you'll be in. For one: you remember the last time, Sheldon." Once again, they turned toward the invisible audience.
(Flashback)
"Could you pass the ketchup?" Sheldon asked Jenny. A Cluster robot jumped out of the bush behind them.
"Ragglefraggle!" It screamed, then it carried Sheldon off somewhere.
(End Flashback)
"How can you forget being kidnapped by a Cluster robot!" exclaimed Mrs. Wakeman.
"Hey guys!" Said Tuck as he was walking up to the quartet.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?" Brad asked him.
"Technically, I am in school. Apparently, I'm going on some reality show." Tuck said.
"Us too, but Sheldon's the only one who wants to. Help us talk him out of it; you remember last time…" Brad informed him. For the fourth time they faced the nonexistent camera.
(Flashback)
"Could you pass the ketchup?" Sheldon asked Jenny. Tuck was behind a bush in a Cluster costume, and had just put on the helmet. He jumped out from behind the bush, shouting 'Ragglefraggle!', grabbed Sheldon, and carried him off.
(End flashback)
"I say we go!" exclaimed Tuck.
"You sure?" Jenny asked him.
"Positive."
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Retroville"Reality TV?" Jimmy asked. He thought it was going to be about his bioengineering of the school meatloaf to explode when touched to a fork.
"Yep! You're scheduled to leave this weekend!" said the principal. "You, Sheen, Libby, Cindy, and Carl."
"Do I get to bring Goddard?"
"Of course!" Well, the principal wasn't really sure, but oh well.
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Amity Park"I SO thought it was going to be about the Lunch Lady attack last week. There was meat EVERYWHERE. That was sick and gross. But I can't believe we'll be on TV!" Sam said.
"Weird. Usually you HATE these sorts of things." Danny said back.
"It gets us out of school for the next three weeks, right?"
"But what if any ghosts attack!"
"It'll be fine." Tucker reassured Danny. "Your parents can take care of the city while you're away."
"That's what I'm afraid of…"
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Uh…wherever Invader Zim takes place"Dib Membrane, Gaz Membrane, and Zim. Report to the front office. NOW."
(Blah blah blah, they get told about the reality show and whatnot)
Phew, Dib thought. I could have sworn it was about the meat bombs I made to use on Zim.
"No." Gaz said bluntly. She them returned to playing Vampire Piggies of DOOM VIII.
"I'm sorry you feel that way." The interview lady said. She pressed a button on her watch and Gaz was sucked into a hole that opened in the floor beneath her. "Any other objections?"
"The great and powerful ZIM will not participate in this pointless drabble you call 'reality TV'!" Zim then met the same fate as Gaz.
"Do you object, bighead boy?"
"My head's not big! But I wanna go on TV! Then I can tell the world Zim's out to enslave us all!"
Ookay, this kid's a few episodes short of a season, thought the recruitment lady. But he'll do JUST FINE.
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The planet RealiTV8"I'm out of batteries! Noooooooo!" Gaz screamed.
"Silence!" Zim shouted over her. He then got a handheld communicator out of his PAK and put it on the Tallests' frequency. "My Tallest! The Earth stink creatures have me stranded on some water-surrounded piece of land! I request backup!"
"We know." Red groaned. "Behind you."
"My Tallest!" Zim turned around to see Red and Purple sitting behind him, Red munching on nachos.
"Red here ran into a wormhole generator while getting snacks." Pur explained. To Red, he added, "I TOLD you not to get so many you couldn't see what you were running into."
"Yeah, you did."
(Flashback)
"Could you pass the ketchup?" Sheldon as—sorry, wrong flashback.
(Real Flashback)
"I'm getting nachos. You want some?" Red asked Purple.
"Sure. In fact, get so many you can't see what you run into."
Suffice to say, Red did so, ran into a wormhole generator on his way back, and it sucked the two Irken leaders in, spitting them out on RealiTV 8.
(End Flashback)
"Oh, yeah…" mused Pur.
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Entertainment TV(the network the reality show is going to be on), the Network President's office
"This is going better than expected." A voice said from the turned-around big swivel chair.
"All we need is one final person, and my plan will be complete… MUAHAHAHAHA!"
"Uh, sir, your mocha latte is ready."
"Don't interrupt me in the middle of my evil laughter!" He then paused for a minute. "Put it on the table…"
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The exploding meat is an inside joke, by the way.Oh, on with the conclusion:
Who is the person the Network President is talking about? Who is the network president? Why do I have newts in my pants? Why am I asking you this? (Hears door open) Who's there?Why can't I stop speaking in questions?Aagh, stop choking me! I don't wanna be on reality TV! Especially not—aagh!
I, THE REAL DARK LORD CHUCKLES THE SILLY PIGGY, WILL BE TAKING OVER THIS PUNY FANFICTION, AS REVENGE ON THIS SILLY GIRL FOR NOT GETTING MY EXPRESS PERMISSION TO USE MY NAME AS HER PENNAME!
P.S.: I'm the Network President. MWAHAHAHAHA!