Sorry for the long awaited wait. I guarantee this chapter will make up for it… especially for you Invader ZIM fans. Also, due to events that happened in Phantom Planet, I think this may very well be A/U…unless you think Vlad might have survived being pulverized by a giant earth-threatening anti-ghost asteroid.

I do not own crap in this mother.

Chapter Fourteen: Gridiron Grim

Li'l D looked at the gloomily-dressed man in disbelief. "So, what you're saying is… you're in a race for… what… five million bucks?"

"Yep. And if you get me ALL the way there, you get 10 percent."

"Why only 10?"

"Because I had to share a vehicle with a psycho clown and two psycho rednecks."

Li'l D nodded. "Works for me."

-X-

Billy and Mandy entered the pub. Their eyes widened when they saw him sitting at a nearby table…

"What the heck are you doing here?" Mandy asked.

No response.

"Hey moron!"

That got not only his attention, but Billy's as well. "Yes?" they both asked simultaneously.

"Not you, Billy!" Then the blonde turned to the "moron" sitting at the table. "Fred Fredburger…"

The green elephant-like monster looked at them with a wide smile. "Yes?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Eating nachos and drinking Pepsi."

"I didn't know you can get nachos here."

"I don't know, either. I got these at the concession stand, yes. I forgot to get a soda to wash it down with, so I came here 'cause I didn't want to wait in line again. That was a long line, yes. So… why are you here?"

"That doesn't concern y--"

Billy couldn't hold it in anymore. "We're in a race for five million bucks!" he blurted out.

Mandy glared at Billy with such intensity that even Mandy would have been scared of herself if she did it to a mirror.

"Oh. Good luck with that," Fred said as he continued eating his nachos.

Mandy's glare softened. "Billy, right now, on the face of this Earth, you are the luckiest son of a…"

-X-

"ITCH!" Jack Fenton yelled as he tried to scratch his back (while driving). "I have an itch and my arms can't reach it!"

"DAD!" Danny shouted. "Concentrate on driving!" He held onto his seat for dear life.

"JACK! SLOW DOWN!" Maddie added, her voice higher than Danny's.

"Yeah! I'm sure your stupid Ghost Convention can wait!" Jazz yelled.

"THERE IS NO GHOST CONVENTION!" Jack blurted out. He drove into the ditch and slowed to a stop.

All eyes were on Jack.

"Uh… surprise?"

"Jack… tell us what's going on. NOW!" Maddie yelled.

Jack gulped. "Vladdie designed a race for five million dollars, and I want to get there first. I do NOT want to work at HOME DEPOT!"

"Jack, you don't work at Home Depot."

Jack was silent for a few seconds. "Oh. Right. That was from the movie. Still, I want to get there first. And be happy we're not being followed by ghosts of Nazis, considering the characters we're ripping off and our usual luck."

"Jack, you almost got us KILLED!" Maddie shouted.

"But Maddie… think of all the ghost hunting equipment we could buy… or Fudge Pops!" He licked his lips.

"Jack…"

"I could get you that big diamond ring you always wanted."

Maddie thought for a moment. "If you can promise me you'll go the speed limit, fine."

"YES!" Jack cheered as he started the truck again. "Jack is back and in ORANGE, baby!"

-X-

Billy and Mandy were walking back to the arena when suddenly hundreds of screaming fans made their way through the exit.

After being trampled over, Mandy got up and pulled Billy to his feet. "Did the halftime show start already?" she asked as she brushed herself off.

Billy ran to the arena and gasped. "MANDY! Someone's chasing Grim!"

"What?" Mandy said as she walked up to him. "Who the heck is that?"

A dark-haired man with glasses and a black trench coat was chasing Grim with a tazer.

Billy looked around. The stadium was empty except for a purple-haired woman. He ran to her.

Mandy glanced at Billy. "Billy? Where are you going?" She followed him to the woman.

The woman took a bite out of her hot dog. "Did you come to see the show, too?"

"What's going on?" Mandy asked. "Why didn't you run away, and who's the guy chasing Grim?"

The woman sighed. "Long story, but I might as well tell you anyway. I got nothing better to do."

-FLASHBACK-

"Come on, Gaz!" the dark-haired man with glasses groaned as he sat in a seat next to the purple-haired woman. "We shouldn't be at a Packer game! We should be stopping Zim!"

"In the last ten years, did he EVER GET ANYWHERE NEAR RULING THE WORLD, DIB?!" Gaz yelled. "What makes you think he's capable of doing so? Besides, he's not so bad. He even took me to Junior Prom."

"WHAT?!" Dib shrieked. "When did that happen?"

"When you were sneaking into his lab and got attacked by a bunch of giant pigs," Gaz stated.

"Oh… oh yeah, that WAS Prom night, wasn't it? But still… you went with ZIM?!"

Suddenly, a hot air balloon landed on the 50-yard line. A skeleton left the balloon and was tackled by a 400 lb lineman.

Dib went into obsessed mode. "GAZ! DID YOU SEE THAT?! A WALKING SKELETON!"

"Don't. You. Dare."

"FREEZE, SKELETON!!!" Dib shouted, pulling out a tazer. He jumped down from the stands and landed…on his face…in a lower part of the stands that was nowhere near the field. He got up, realizing he was not on the field. "Ah, forget it…" he groaned and took the stairs down to the bottom of the stands and jumped onto the field. He ran up to Grim, who at this time just pulled himself together. "Say goodnight, skeleton!"

Grim shrieked and the chase was on.

-FLASHBACK ENDS-

Gaz sighed. "Do you have any idea what it's like to be surrounded by idiots and the paranormal?"

Mandy looked at Billy (who was currently picking his nose), and then at the two running on the field. "Oh yeah… I have a pretty good idea…

-X-

COMING UP NEXT, CHAPTER FIFTEEN: YAY, MINIGOLF!

"Dude, did you see who was here earlier?"

"No. Who?"

"Superheroes, man!"

"…Yeah, right. Why would there be superheroes here?"

"No! Seriously! There was this pale woman in a leotard and this green guy…"

Spicer coughed when he heard that. Green guy? No way… it couldn't be…