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GirChic: Hey now. I'm an All Star. Get your butt off my road. Hey now. I'm a Rock Star. Get your face out of my way.

Ms Bitters: Excellent presentation. That's an unsatisfactory.

GirChic: B-b-but you said it was excellent!!!

Ms Bitters: Exactly.

GirChic: Well doesn't that mean satisfactory??

Ms Bitters: No.

GirChic: WHY?!?!?!

Ms Bitters: It's excellent because you sang it to all the other miserable students, but unsatisfactory because it didn't have enough Doom in it. Now get out of my way.

GirChic: Ms Bitters, can I please take everything that I own?

Ms Bitters: No

GirChic: Why??

Ms Bitters: Because you don't own anything here except for her, that, and that. *Points to Taz, Jaz, and a planet labelled: NEX*

GirChic: Wha?? That's all I own?????

Ms Bitters: Yes.

GIR'S NEW PROGRAM

Chapter 8

Buzz Off, Dib



Taz waited where she was while Zim crept towards the intruder. The person was unaware of their presence until Zim glanced over at the front door and gasped – it was open. If they had've come any later, the person might have gotten all the evidence they needed to prove that Zim was an alien.

The figure immediately spun around and launched at Zim, tackling him to the ground.

'DIB!!! GET OFF ME, FILTH-BAG!!!' Zim shouted. He raised his clenched fist in front of Dib's face, ready to strike.

'NEVER!!!' Dib answered, trying to pin Zim down. But Zim's clenched fist flew backwards into Dib's face. 'AHH!!!! My nose!! MY GLASSES!!! YOU BROKE MY GLASSES!!!!'

At that moment, Taz walked up to them tentatively. 'Stop it, both of you. Dib, go home. Zim, get inside.'

'Have a nice time with your GIRLFRIEND, Zim,' Dib sneered as he stumbled away. He was having difficulty seeing with broken glasses, and it didn't help that the sky was pitch-black now either.

Zim stared at the ground and Taz blushed. 'Lets go,' she said. 'It's going to rain again.' So the two of them headed inside.

When they were inside, they looked for their S.I.R.s.

'Jaz?'

'Gir? Where are you?'

'Jazzy, come here.'

There were no high-pitched giggles or squeals in reply. The house was as silent as an abandoned prison.

'Maybe they're playing hide-and-seek?' Taz suggested.

'Don't you have to be quiet in that?' Zim asked.

'Yes.'

'No then. Gir couldn't stay quiet if his life depended on it.'

'You sure?'

'Yes I'm sure,' Zim answered, irritated slightly. He knew that Taz was only being helpful, but he would KNOW what Gir was like…wouldn't he??

'Well they're not here then. They outside somewhere, all alone, and there's a storm brewing,' Taz concluded.

'Obviously,' said Zim.

***

Gir pulled on Jaz's paws, trying to get her down from where she was stuck on the scrawny tree branch.

'Gir . . . stop. It's . . . choking . . . me,' Jaz pleaded.

'How you gonna get down then?' Gir asked.

'I'm not. I'm stuck and I can't do anything.'

'Aw.'

Suddenly there was the snapping of twigs and a rustling noise. A shape crashed through a wall of bushes and landed in front of the two stunned S.I.R.s.

'HI, DIBBY DIBBY DIB DIB!!!' Gir squealed.

Dib smiled and reached out his hand, patting Gir. 'Well hi there, little talking squirrel. What are you doing in my house?' (Dib obviously didn't have a CLUE that he was nowhere NEAR his house.)

'She got stuck,' Gir said pointing at Jaz. 'Squirrels go like this!!' and then he did the squirrel imitation that he did in Part 2 of The Nightmare Begins.

Dib squinted towards Jaz and smiled again. 'Well hi there, little chipmunk! Can you talk too?'

'I like chipmunks!! They have cute little tails and faces – like me,' Jaz proclaimed. 'I don't think they get stuck in trees though.'

'Pull her out,' Gir told Dib.

'Okay.' Dib fumbled around for Jaz, and his hand finally rested on her collar. He slowly slid her off the branch that had been lodged between her neck and collar, and then set her on the ground next to Gir.

'Thanks, Dibby Dibby Dib Dib!' cried Jaz.

'Yep. Ok. Now you two better go to your own home now. I'm gonna go sit on the couch,' Dib said. Then he walked over to the hedge and sat down again, only to fall straight through it. 'Since when did we get hologram couches???'

To be continued………………..

GirChic: I don't know what you guys think, but I think that that chapter was pretty lame. Tell me what you think in your review and d – AHHH!!!! Ms Bitters is coming!!! I gotta RUN!!!!! RUN!!! RUN AS FAST AS MY LEGS WILL CARRY ME!!!! *Runs about 2 metres before Ms Bitters grabs her by the scruff of the neck*

Ms Bitters: Get…in…class.

GirChic: Uh oh. Shazbot.