Okay, here we go with Chapter three. Not in Orlando yet, though.

Disclaimer: You should have read this already, so I'm not going to type it again.
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(Cas, Lya, Dib and Zim walk down the road, followed by GIR and OIR, who are telling each other jokes.)

DIB: What are we going to do when we get to Orlando?

CAS: No clue, yet.

ZIM: You still don't have a plan? You interrupt me from taking over the planet to go on some spontaneous revenge mission?

CAS: That basically says it all.

DIB: Well, it could be a long walk. We should make up our plan now.

LYA: We don't know any of their defenses, how could we make a plan yet?

ZIM: It doesn't take a big, well thought out plan to attack humans. We just need a small line of attack, just to know what we're doing.

(Lya and Dib glare at Zim)

ZIM: I'm only saying that we don't need to sit down and make an intricate plan keeping in mind all of their defenses.

CAS: I think we should keep that in mind. I'm saying we should infiltrate before we do anything else.

DIB: That's a good idea, Cas. We need to get in before we can do anything.

OIR: (yelling) Did you ever hear the joke about the Japanese man?

GIR: (yelling back) Which joke? I've heard some about Japanese men.

LYA: Anyway, infiltration shouldn't be too dificult. We just have to find an air vent and go in through there.

ZIM: I'm not going to sink so low as to wander around in a human air vent.

CAS: Do you have a better plan? I know it's a bit harsh on us Irkens, but we've got to cope.

ZIM: (mutters sarcastically) You're sure fitting in on this planet.

(Zim and Cas continue to argue in the background.)

LYA: So it begins.

DIB: What's beginning. (Scratches his head with his hand, looking confused)

LYA: Don't you get it, Dib? During our trip we're going to get so sick of each other that by the time we get there we'll hate everyone else. It happens everytime in the books I read.

DIB: What kind of books do you read? I've never read a book like that.

LYA: That doesn't matter. The point is we're all going to go insane on each other!

DIB: I don't think so. It shouldn't take us more than another couple days to get there.

(They walk by a McMeaties and all of them stop.)

ZIM: Food. My Squeedily Spooch is so empty that I could choke down a lot of human food.

CAS: Have you ever even tasted human food? It's not half-bad.

ZIM: Looks like I'm goint to have to now.

DIB: Are we really going to stop here for lunch? Do we even have enough money to buy a meal for each of us?

CAS: Stop being so smart. I don't care how much we have to pay, I just want some food.

(They go inside and purchase four hamburgers, and some fries for the robots. Luckily, they have enough money for the meal.)

ZIM: This food is putrid! I can't believe you eat this stuff!

DIB: More proof that you're an alien!

CAS: Just drop the whole alien thing for right now, okay?

DIB: I think you're right, Lya. Cas is already starting to hate everyone.

LYA: Told you so. By the end of our little revenge crusade, neither of us will ever want to see each other ever again.

(They finish their meals and leave McMeaties. After another two days of argueing, walking and lame jokes from the robots, they are lost. Not knowing where else to go, they stop at an information building.)

ZIM: I can't believe you talked me into coming here. I never thought I'd have to go in a building like this. It puts every Irken Invader to shame!

CAS: And I can't believe I'm still putting up with your crap after all this time!

DIB: (in an undertone to Lya) Cas is getting more irritable everyday.

LYA: I know. She's getting really annoyed with us.

DIB: (to the map human) Excuse me, can you give me the direction to Orlando Florida.

MAP HUMAN: Just go about seventy more miles this way (points southeast)

ZIM: Seventy miles?! We've been walking for three days and we still have seventy miles left?!

MAP HUMAN: Yup. Now, if you're not going to buy a map get out of here.

(They leave the map shop and start walking down the street again.)

DIB: Wow, I can't believe there are still seventy miles left.

(A Nickolodeon van stops outside the information building. The two men who are driving get out and go inside.)

LYA: Hm, looks like the Nick drivers are lost too.

DIB: Should we risk getting a ride?

CAS: Yes. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can get home.

LYA: Now you're relunctant about doing this. Why didn't you complain before we started, then we wouldn't have gone in the first place.

ZIM: I'm not getting onto that van. We've had enough help from humans so far.

CAS: Oh, yes you are.

(Cas grabs Zim by the collar and drags him into the back of the van, which Lya and Dib have just opened. The three of them hop in after him.)

CAS: We're finally getting somewhere.

DIB: What if they look back here? They'll find us and toss us out.

CAS: Don't be so pessimistic.

OIR: (Singing) We're hitching a ride.

GIR: (Singing) On a lost truck.

(The two robots continue to sing until the Nick drivers get into the car. Everyone else is plugging their ears (The best they can in some cases))

ZIM: (whispers) How long do you think we'll be in here?

DIB: (whispers) Should only take a couple hours)

CAS: (whispers) Good. The faster we get out of here the better.

NICK DRIVER: Did you here something back there?

NICK DRIVER 2: Nope.

LYA: (whispers) Looks like we're finally getting somewhere here.
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Ooh, now it's time for the suspense. *Hums the Jaws Song* Okay, now that they're almost finally in Orlando, the Nick studios are so close they can taste it (that was a figure of speech GIR! Don't start licking the van!). Stay tuned for the next chapter soon!