She sat in her room, tending to the many cuts on her face. Stupid Zim. She'd get him. He'd never win. She had teamed up with Dib again a little after the chase, and they checked to make sure each was okay, before heading their seperate ways.
Standing from her bed, she trotted down the stairs and into the kitchen, grabbing a snack as she thought. How would she get him? How would she implement her revenge? She needed an ingenious plan, one that would not fail, one that would make him angry. She began looking around the kitchen, seeing what she had. She found her SuperSoaker lying on the counter. No, it was too direct. Maybe, the tape recorder! She could record her voice and make him think there were two of her. No, that'd probably never work.
Silently she stood from the table and made her way back to her bedroom. There had to be someway she could get back at him. Maybe she could steal that little Gir dog of his. No. It didn't look like he'd care much either way. Or perhaps sneaking in and boobytrapping his house in every way possible. No, too difficult. She stepped into her room and turned on the stereo as she continued to think. That's when she happened to look into the bathroom across the hall, and spotted the rolls of toilet paper. Toilet paper, yes. It may not do much to really stop Zim, but it'd be fun! Covering his house in toilet paper. What could be so invigorating as that?
She grinned at the thought, before running into the bathroom and grabbing as many toilet paper rolls she could stuff into her two arms. She then snatched her backpack and filled it up with more rolls. She needed ammo. Lots of ammo. She knew Dib would probably never go through with an idea like this, claiming it too dangerous, but she didn't care at the moment. She needed to have some fun with this mission. If it wasn't any fun, what was the point of doing it in the first place?
Once quite satisfied with the amount of ammo she had, what with toilet paper nearly ripping the seames of the filled backpack, she stepped into her room and climbed out through her skylight onto her roof. She did her normal routine of hopping the roofs of her neighbor's houses, until she was on the house directly next to Zim's. Her eyes narrowed in devious delight as she surveyed his house for a few moments. It was quiet. Perfect. That meant he was busy doing something inside.
Reaching behind her, she pulled out the first roll, and waited only moments before hurling it at the house. She watched as it flew through the air, to land on the roof and unravel to the ground. Her mouth spread into a wide grin at this point as she repeated the process with another roll, and another. Now she was getting into it. Grabbing another roll, she did a slight twirl on her tiptoes before sending it flying to the house. She grabbed another and threw this one from behind her back. She continued on like this for about fifteen minutes, chucking toilet paper everywhere.
She reached once more into her backpack, only to find it empty.
"Oh, darn. I seem to have run out of toilet paper. What a shame."
She spoke to herself in sarcastic grief before standing to look down at her work of art. The house was covered head to foot in paper, and a few rolls had even managed to wrap themselves around the satellite. Oh yes. This would make him quite angry. She decided to hang around and wait until he saw the destruction for her to go. He'd never find her on the other roof anyway.
The wait was only about five minutes. He must have heard some of the commotion from inside. She watched as he stepped out, void of disguise, and looked over his house, shrieking in shock. Suddenly he balled up his fist and began shaking it in the air.
"My house! Why? WHY?!! It's covered in..white...goo!!"
Slowly he turned around, obviously infuriated.
"Whoever was filthy enough to bestow such WRETCHED acts upon MY fortress will succumb to my black goo of deaaaath...! I will FIND that perpetrator, and when I doooo..."
He slowly clenched his fist as if to demonstrate the impending doom of this criminal. Just as he was about to head back inside, he suddenly heard a slight creaking from above him. His eyes widened, and he looked up just in time to see the satellite on top of his house suddenly snap at the base, and come tumbling down, to land directly on top of him with a sickening crash. From inside the metal entrapment, a muffled groan of pain could be heard.
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Nak: Yes, this chapter IS very short! Incredibly short! Monstrously short! Incrediblymonstrously--Des: Nak, I think they get the point by now. But yes, this chapter is very...not lengthy. Ah well. Enjoy!