...KNOCKKNOCKKNOCKKNOCK!!!!!!!!!!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! More people!!!!!!! Make them stop mommy!!!!!!! You! *points to all writers waiting in the shadows, ready to ring the doorbell* You! Leave me alone!!!!! Oh well, better go answer the door. C'mon you people here already, move over and make room for the new people!" I trudged to the front door. There were four people there! Noooooo! I saw two Irkens, a person, and a cyborg. "Helloooooooooo, Surgi, Invader Nooch, Invader Bast, and Ztarlight. Didja come ta play poker?"

Bast held up a bag of very large diamonds. "Whaddya think?" Surgi pointed, "I'm with her." Ztar looked disappointed though. "Poker? I thought we were gonna play Go Fish. Oh well, I'll play anyway." We all laughed, and the people took seats where there was room. I gathered up all the cards and dealt them out again. The first round of poker went uneventful. Red won. The next 19 rounds were also boring. Each person won, and we all had something to bet with in front of us. But then stuff got interesting.

It all started when Gir pulled a HUGE pile of Heavy Metals (a magazine for "grown-ups") out of nowhere. It was every issue printed to date. He plopped 'em all in the middle of the table. "I bet all these books with pretty, naked ladies in them." He said. Purple's eyes bugged out, and he whistled. "I gotta win me those." "Forget it, man, they're gonna be MINE." Jhonen declared. "Hah," Dib crowed. "I got something even better than those!" He pulls all of the issues of anything Jhonen has ever created, and throws them on the table. "Sweet!" CryingChild cried. "Heh, well looky what I got." Shibby reached into her coat and pulled out all 17 Weird New Jerseys. My eyes got really big, and I reached out. "Gimmegimmegimmegimme!" I cried. "My applesauce tormented mind requires Weird NJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Put your cards down," Mephisto snapped. We laid down our cards. Jhonen won with a royal flush. He immediately put his stuff back in, but he had autographed it all. Then Shadow threw in the keys to a '78 flame painted Corvette. Kat started to drool. "Need car. Need it, I need it, I need it, even if I can't drive!" Bast opened her bag and tossed a coupla diamonds on the table. "I bet these." "K then," Chris added, "I bet my Voot Runner." "Oooooooooooo," all the people not blessed with Voots said. Mephisto bet a bookshelf, Aliet threw in some CDs, Purple bet a thousand dollars, Red bet a thousand and one, just to best Purple, Shadow bet a Sea Monkey Farm kit, Shibby added an Ant Farm, Dib put his trenchcoat on the table, KidK bet a brainfreezie, Zim bet a block of cheese, Gir bet a leopard, CryingChild added some of her now famous coffee, Quin added an alligator, Ztar added an encyclopedia Brittanica, Nooch tossed on a magic wand, Surgi bet a tsunami blocker(I have no idea what that is. It just popped inth my head.), and I bet my little sister. What? She makes a good slave. Anyway, we put our cards down. It was close. CryingChild had a straight flush with 3,4,5,6, and 7. Ztar had a straight flush of...


Wouldn't you like to know? Hahahahahahahahahaha! I'm not gonna tell! Next round is gonna get really outrageous, I'm warning you now. Anyway, I don't own ANYTHING in this story. Except me. And now, this is Invader ZaiFae signing off, and remember, do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup.