A/n: This is the last chapter...and I plan to make it long, just for the readers....and because I have alot to get out in this last little tid-bit.
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"Hey Squee..." Johnny hissed. "Pass me a taquito."
Squee nervously glanced up. His neighbor was asking him to pass him some food. He should do it, so he wouldn't get killed. He picked up a paper plate putting a Taquito on it. "Here." He said quietly passing it to Nny.
Johnny smiled content. He looked at it, and ate happily.
On the other side of the living room Jhonen was kind of pouting. "Since when was Dib so good at video games? I thought that was Gaz's thing..." Jhonen thought after being beaten again by Dib's amazing Wii skills.
"Bwahahahahaaaaaaa!!!! I am Zim! No one can beat me!" Zim said crawling on his spider legs in an amzingly epic battle of nerf darts with Pepito.
"No way amigo! I, dark prince of the underworld will beat you. Then we can indulge in non-sould toast!"
Zim glared at him."Zim needs no toast!"
"The time has come, ."
Jhonen sulked. "Fine." He stood on his coffee table, and faced his characters."It's, uh, time for you guys to go back now."
The characters sulked, but reluctantly gathered by the table.
Jhonen pressed his hand to his head like it was blowing up of the heads time. He felt the power welling up inside of him to send them back. "Focus. " He listened for a sound. silence. He opened his eyes. he was alone.
He stepped now from the coffee table. What now?
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Johnny stood up. He was back in that home with the floorboards stained with blood.
"Back so soon?"
"Hello Meat." Johnny walked down toawrds his basement to hear the familair sounds of screaming. He was having so much fun, but now it was time to have fun HIS way. He trudged down the stairs pacing himself for the spooky effect.
"You....you fucking bastard! When I get out of here..."
"Tsk. Tsk. you....you are the one that spilled coffee on my favorite shirt. No quicky-death-time for you!" Johnny glared at her. "Ha! Ha! You get to die now!"
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Senoir Diablo was back in his rightful home of Hell. His long skelatal body paced the street. He heard the usual shit.
"My ass is STILL big in these pants."
"I wanted fucking Pepsio! You fucking gave me Cokeo!"
"I have no peanut butter! Why has God forsaken me soooo!!!!!! WHHHHYYYY!!!!"
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"Zim!"
"what?"
"I'm going to destroy you." Zim eyed Dib warily as he stood upon a table. "Hey! everyone! Zim IS an alien!
Loo!" He said pointing to GIR who had randomly shown up un-costumed. "He has a robot!"
Zim backed up. "That's my uhhhh.....Grandma. She is sick. I need to get her to the hospital. He threw a muffin at Dib's head frantically. "Look he has a muffin on his head! now laugh...like you've never laughed...before!"
Zim dragged Gir away as the crowd ridiculed Dib about his muffin head. Gir grinned. "I like the muffins! I likes them gooood."
"There will be plenty of muffins when you get home GIR. Walk."
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Squee hid under the bed in his usual place hugging Schmee. "Mommy and daddy are fighting again Schmee." He gasped at Schmees response. "No schmee cutting people all over the place then pouring alchohol on their bodies and watching them scream is a BAD thing."
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Pepito pouted on the couch. "Man, this sucks. dad's at work....what do I do?" Then it came to him. "Video games." He trudged up to his room.
His mom barely caught him to call up the stairwell. "Rememeber Son, no death-beams in the house!"
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(somewhere in the lost midst of time....a character that did not come out of Jhonen's head resides.)
A stick figure wandered into the park placing an old crate firmly on the soft grass. People gathered around him curious as to what he was doing. The sticky-noodle thingy cleared his throat.
"Hello people! Beware of my kiwis! They eat, and digest your children....mmmm....kids. I am iron pan! Fear my cooking of the potatoe. They're after my luck charms! what am I saying....I mean......GGGAAAAARRRGGGG!!!!!!!!! chocolate bubble gum!"
About twenty feet away a boy started to cry. "Make the noises stop!"
hHis father nodded taking out a gun. BOOM! the noodle has died again. Just then out of the sky a flying car descended. "You killed Kenny! You bastards! Oh...wait it's not Kenny....carry on."
With his last words the noodle bot summoned an elderly woman. "Hey, come here and eat my pants."
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Jhonen sat in his living room, still alone. "IT's quiet." He complained. "Too quiet." He went to his fridge, and reached in for a soda, hitting the face thing. "Oh, it's you." He said.
The face chuckled. "Enjoying the silence?"
Jhonen shrugged. "I dunno. I mean I can't hear them anymore. well...I can....i can imagine what they are doing, but I can't officially HEAR them anymore. Dig?"
the face sighed. "You know that you can visit them right? yiu can go iside your mine. The lighting when it hit you, gave you that ability."
Jhonen laughed. "Why didn't you say so?"
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It was the following day. Jhonen was sitting at his desk. He began to draw Johnny then stopped. He had been working on drawing all today during work hours. He closed his eyes tapping into his amazing mental powers. He opened them, and he was in the house numbered seven seve seven.
Johnny looked up from the telvision set. "Oh....it's you. i was wondering when you would stop by. Please make your self at home. Have a seat."
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(a/n) well....quoting JTHM...All things that are good inveitably end. Then the rot sets in...so yeah...you can rot now. then again you can go on with your happy little lives. ^_^...This was such a fun story to write. thanikies for all reviews. So long and goodnight folks....so long and goodnight.
