"I'm still confused," Dib muttered. "I think...yet no one can be more demented than Vasquez.."
"NOW, ON WITH THE STAPLE TRAUMA!!!" shouted Jhonen insanely from the shadows, whipping out a staple gun. He ran off down the street, laughing maniacally, and Dib heard screams of pedestrians.
"No, I don't believe anyone is more ill than he is." affirmed Dib to himself. "So.. How did Zim get me here?"
Meanwhile, Gaz was shaking with a rage that she had to use her last spare pair of batteries at skool.. She ran desperately down the street on a quest to find a convenience store of some type. She had hardly even noticed that something had happened with a dimension switch, she was so dedicated to that game. Gaz flinched angrily, remembering the one level she had left before conquering the game.
Inside Zim's base, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom had ended. "Aww.I loveded you, Indy, I loveded you!!! Why'd you have to end!!!???" cried GIR from the couch, sucking on yet another Brainfreezy. "Oh well, I'm gonna go outside."
Zim didn't notice GIR zip up his disguise, and leave the base.
"Doom, doom, doom, doomy-doom, doom." sang GIR giddily, skipping along down the sidewalk.
He came to a stop when a curious sight met his eyes. A familiar- looking, tall, thin, trench-coat & glasses clad man was laughing evilly as he was stapling people to various objects. "OOH, FUN!!!" GIR squealed, chasing after Jhonen.
Gaz ran into the burnt out convenience store she spotted. A sign saying "Quik Stop" was barely plastered to the front. Gaz dove through the broken front window, and looked in vain through the debris, until she found a lone, solitary pack of AA batteries. She quickly exchanged the batteries, and all was right once again.
Dib watched in utter confusion as Jhonen continued to staple people to things.
GIR ran behind Jhonen, sucking hard on his Chocolate Bubblegum Brainfreezy.
"GIR, I need you to.GIR? GIR!! What the.." Zim looked around his larger lair in hopes of seeing his sir unit still watching TV or something.
Zim ran to the window, hearing screams and maniacal laughter. At first he assumed this was GIR's doing, and Zim grinned to himself, remembering the sweetness of having conquered this dimension and earning the power to do as he wished, including torture the human race. But he heard the laughter of someone else, shouting nonsensical things at random. So it wasn't GIR's doing.
Zim raced to a back room, slapped his human-disguise contacts into place as well as his wig-thingy, and ran out of his lair to investigate.
"Fear the salamander oils which will soon possess the elderly!"
Dib watched, now in some degree of horror, as Jhonen stapled someone's eye shut. GIR was giggling happily at Jhonen's feet, wanting to try the staple magic too.
Gaz was returning to where she had last seen Dib; the shadowy section of the street where screams were coming from. The sight of Jhonen going on a rampage with a staple gun met her eyes, and she smirked.
Gaz returned to her game, stowing the staple gun rampage as a possible way to destroy Dib.
Zim ran after Jhonen and GIR, determined to get in on the horrific fun himself, leaving his lair wide open for the desperate Dib to find a way home.
Dib ran instinctively in the direction of Zim's lair. He was distracted on his way, however, as he saw the same team of elderly grannies that formed the human pyramid earlier. They were convulsing, looking about to heave, all of them. One looked in Dib's general direction and looked as though she were pleading for help.
Dib backed away slowly, only to hear them scream as their organs slithered out of their mouths, moving independently in their own different directions as though they had minds of their own. The various organs slithered rapidly down the street.
Now Dib felt about to vomit..
Jhonen, closely followed by GIR and Zim, was the first one to witness the stampeding runaway organs down on that side of the block.
"GAHHHH!!!! I ran out of staples with which to destroy them!" he shouted.
"Yay!" GIR chirped in reply.
"No, GIR." sighed Zim.
Dib, about to do some serious hurling, (and the Less Demented, Yet Handsomely Dashing Author was about to do some serious sympathy hurling) ran into Zim's lair.
Dib calmed down as soon as he was inside, and no longer had to look at the disgusting, stampeding organs. He set about trying to find a way into Zim's basement labs.
"How did Zim get me here, how did Zim get me here?" he repeated absentmindedly, searching for a passage that would lead to Zim's labs. "He must have used some invention of his..or something."
Meanwhile, at the grotesque parade of runaway organs, GIR, forever the "advanced" sir unit, decided to take action. "I'm gonna lick them up!" he shouted, seeing this as a logical way of defeating the various lungs, hearts, kidneys, etc.
Zim, not really prepared to see this, shut his eyes. "For the love of steel-coated peppermint," he sighed.
Dib walked over to the toilet in the kitchen and pulled the chain in frustration. He saw the bottom open up into a tunnel.
"That's it!" exclaimed Dib. He ran out of the lair to get Gaz.
He began running down the street, but stopped dead in his tracks when he remembered the juicy slithering guts. He took a deep breath, tried not to hurl, and ran down the street to Gaz, who could care less about the runaway organs in all their grossness.
"Gaz, I found Zim's labs! I found a way out of here! GAZ!" shouted Dib breathlessly as he approached her.
"Not now, Dib, I'm trying to play a game here!" Gaz replied.
"But you can play that at our home when we get back," said Dib in frustration.
Gaz didn't give a reply.
Dib looked up, and nearly passed out, as he saw that GIR thing of Zim's licking all those grotesque innards. "Gaz, please, let's go, now." he mumbled. "We can have pizza or something when we get back.."
Gaz lifted her face from the game. "Pizza? Well..when I finish these last five levels."
Dib rolled his eyes. "Can't you save it or something? This may be our only chance to get home!"
"Oh.all right!" replied Gaz. Gaz paused her Game Slave 2 and followed Dib. They quickly ran into Zim's lair. Dib climbed into the toilet elevator, pulled the chain, and was flushed down into the labs.
Dib went down a long tube until he reached the main lab. Dib waited patiently for Gaz to follow.
Gaz stood by the toilet, playing her game again.
"Gaz! Com'n! We don't have much time!" exclaimed Dib, from below.
"Oh all right!" exclaimed Gaz, who climbed into the toilet, and flushed herself too.
"Ooh, this tastes pretty funny!" exclaimed GIR, who hadn't exactly succeeded in his plan to destroy the runaway organs by licking them.
"GIR, quit it. First Mr. Whipple's. um.yeah.and then these frolicking guts. I command you to stop!" shrieked Zim, who mistakenly opened his eyes while GIR was taking action.
"Yes, Master," sighed GIR. Another Brainfreezy appeared at his will.
"This is amazing," muttered Dib, down in Zim's labs, Gaz walking irritably at his heels. She really hated doing anything Dib thought was best, but if pizza could be achieved by getting home. Only three more levels left until the final boss.
Out by the useless innards and the staple-traumatized victims, Zim realized that Dib wasn't anywhere in sight. This concerned him. What if Dib had made a break for Zim's labs? There he would find the machine used to control the dimension portal..
GIR was more concerned about Jhonen running out of staples for the staple gun.
"Aww.what are you gonna use now?" asked GIR worriedly, staring up at Jhonen.
"I need a weapon with which I will destroy these evil, evil innards," he replied.
"A weapon? I'll get it!!" said GIR happily. He ran off down an alley and past a smoldering building that used to sell golden toothpicks, walrus tusks, and ancient artifacts. He stopped at a tipped over garbage can, where he fished out something and ran back to his master and creator.
"Here's your weapon!" shouted GIR excitedly, waving an orange peel in front of Zim and Jhonen.
Meanwhile, deep beneath Zim's lair, in one of the larger sections of his labs, Dib spotted something against a wall. A large, strange looking machine was before him, equipped with many bizarre wires and structures.
"I dreamt there were clouds in my coffee! YOU'RE SO VAIN! You probably think this song is about you! You're so vain!" sang Zim, doing a little dance.
Meanwhile, in Zim's labs, Dib tried, in vain, to get the machine to work. It suddenly fired up the machine. Gaz stood off to the side, still playing her game.
Suddenly, Zim appeared behind Dib and Gaz.
"Where do you think you're going, little Dib," asked Zim.
"You're so vain! You probably think this song is about you!" sang Dib, in return, with no idea why.
"NOW, ON WITH THE STAPLE TRAUMA!!!" shouted Jhonen insanely from the shadows, whipping out a staple gun. He ran off down the street, laughing maniacally, and Dib heard screams of pedestrians.
"No, I don't believe anyone is more ill than he is." affirmed Dib to himself. "So.. How did Zim get me here?"
Meanwhile, Gaz was shaking with a rage that she had to use her last spare pair of batteries at skool.. She ran desperately down the street on a quest to find a convenience store of some type. She had hardly even noticed that something had happened with a dimension switch, she was so dedicated to that game. Gaz flinched angrily, remembering the one level she had left before conquering the game.
Inside Zim's base, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom had ended. "Aww.I loveded you, Indy, I loveded you!!! Why'd you have to end!!!???" cried GIR from the couch, sucking on yet another Brainfreezy. "Oh well, I'm gonna go outside."
Zim didn't notice GIR zip up his disguise, and leave the base.
"Doom, doom, doom, doomy-doom, doom." sang GIR giddily, skipping along down the sidewalk.
He came to a stop when a curious sight met his eyes. A familiar- looking, tall, thin, trench-coat & glasses clad man was laughing evilly as he was stapling people to various objects. "OOH, FUN!!!" GIR squealed, chasing after Jhonen.
Gaz ran into the burnt out convenience store she spotted. A sign saying "Quik Stop" was barely plastered to the front. Gaz dove through the broken front window, and looked in vain through the debris, until she found a lone, solitary pack of AA batteries. She quickly exchanged the batteries, and all was right once again.
Dib watched in utter confusion as Jhonen continued to staple people to things.
GIR ran behind Jhonen, sucking hard on his Chocolate Bubblegum Brainfreezy.
"GIR, I need you to.GIR? GIR!! What the.." Zim looked around his larger lair in hopes of seeing his sir unit still watching TV or something.
Zim ran to the window, hearing screams and maniacal laughter. At first he assumed this was GIR's doing, and Zim grinned to himself, remembering the sweetness of having conquered this dimension and earning the power to do as he wished, including torture the human race. But he heard the laughter of someone else, shouting nonsensical things at random. So it wasn't GIR's doing.
Zim raced to a back room, slapped his human-disguise contacts into place as well as his wig-thingy, and ran out of his lair to investigate.
"Fear the salamander oils which will soon possess the elderly!"
Dib watched, now in some degree of horror, as Jhonen stapled someone's eye shut. GIR was giggling happily at Jhonen's feet, wanting to try the staple magic too.
Gaz was returning to where she had last seen Dib; the shadowy section of the street where screams were coming from. The sight of Jhonen going on a rampage with a staple gun met her eyes, and she smirked.
Gaz returned to her game, stowing the staple gun rampage as a possible way to destroy Dib.
Zim ran after Jhonen and GIR, determined to get in on the horrific fun himself, leaving his lair wide open for the desperate Dib to find a way home.
Dib ran instinctively in the direction of Zim's lair. He was distracted on his way, however, as he saw the same team of elderly grannies that formed the human pyramid earlier. They were convulsing, looking about to heave, all of them. One looked in Dib's general direction and looked as though she were pleading for help.
Dib backed away slowly, only to hear them scream as their organs slithered out of their mouths, moving independently in their own different directions as though they had minds of their own. The various organs slithered rapidly down the street.
Now Dib felt about to vomit..
Jhonen, closely followed by GIR and Zim, was the first one to witness the stampeding runaway organs down on that side of the block.
"GAHHHH!!!! I ran out of staples with which to destroy them!" he shouted.
"Yay!" GIR chirped in reply.
"No, GIR." sighed Zim.
Dib, about to do some serious hurling, (and the Less Demented, Yet Handsomely Dashing Author was about to do some serious sympathy hurling) ran into Zim's lair.
Dib calmed down as soon as he was inside, and no longer had to look at the disgusting, stampeding organs. He set about trying to find a way into Zim's basement labs.
"How did Zim get me here, how did Zim get me here?" he repeated absentmindedly, searching for a passage that would lead to Zim's labs. "He must have used some invention of his..or something."
Meanwhile, at the grotesque parade of runaway organs, GIR, forever the "advanced" sir unit, decided to take action. "I'm gonna lick them up!" he shouted, seeing this as a logical way of defeating the various lungs, hearts, kidneys, etc.
Zim, not really prepared to see this, shut his eyes. "For the love of steel-coated peppermint," he sighed.
Dib walked over to the toilet in the kitchen and pulled the chain in frustration. He saw the bottom open up into a tunnel.
"That's it!" exclaimed Dib. He ran out of the lair to get Gaz.
He began running down the street, but stopped dead in his tracks when he remembered the juicy slithering guts. He took a deep breath, tried not to hurl, and ran down the street to Gaz, who could care less about the runaway organs in all their grossness.
"Gaz, I found Zim's labs! I found a way out of here! GAZ!" shouted Dib breathlessly as he approached her.
"Not now, Dib, I'm trying to play a game here!" Gaz replied.
"But you can play that at our home when we get back," said Dib in frustration.
Gaz didn't give a reply.
Dib looked up, and nearly passed out, as he saw that GIR thing of Zim's licking all those grotesque innards. "Gaz, please, let's go, now." he mumbled. "We can have pizza or something when we get back.."
Gaz lifted her face from the game. "Pizza? Well..when I finish these last five levels."
Dib rolled his eyes. "Can't you save it or something? This may be our only chance to get home!"
"Oh.all right!" replied Gaz. Gaz paused her Game Slave 2 and followed Dib. They quickly ran into Zim's lair. Dib climbed into the toilet elevator, pulled the chain, and was flushed down into the labs.
Dib went down a long tube until he reached the main lab. Dib waited patiently for Gaz to follow.
Gaz stood by the toilet, playing her game again.
"Gaz! Com'n! We don't have much time!" exclaimed Dib, from below.
"Oh all right!" exclaimed Gaz, who climbed into the toilet, and flushed herself too.
"Ooh, this tastes pretty funny!" exclaimed GIR, who hadn't exactly succeeded in his plan to destroy the runaway organs by licking them.
"GIR, quit it. First Mr. Whipple's. um.yeah.and then these frolicking guts. I command you to stop!" shrieked Zim, who mistakenly opened his eyes while GIR was taking action.
"Yes, Master," sighed GIR. Another Brainfreezy appeared at his will.
"This is amazing," muttered Dib, down in Zim's labs, Gaz walking irritably at his heels. She really hated doing anything Dib thought was best, but if pizza could be achieved by getting home. Only three more levels left until the final boss.
Out by the useless innards and the staple-traumatized victims, Zim realized that Dib wasn't anywhere in sight. This concerned him. What if Dib had made a break for Zim's labs? There he would find the machine used to control the dimension portal..
GIR was more concerned about Jhonen running out of staples for the staple gun.
"Aww.what are you gonna use now?" asked GIR worriedly, staring up at Jhonen.
"I need a weapon with which I will destroy these evil, evil innards," he replied.
"A weapon? I'll get it!!" said GIR happily. He ran off down an alley and past a smoldering building that used to sell golden toothpicks, walrus tusks, and ancient artifacts. He stopped at a tipped over garbage can, where he fished out something and ran back to his master and creator.
"Here's your weapon!" shouted GIR excitedly, waving an orange peel in front of Zim and Jhonen.
Meanwhile, deep beneath Zim's lair, in one of the larger sections of his labs, Dib spotted something against a wall. A large, strange looking machine was before him, equipped with many bizarre wires and structures.
"I dreamt there were clouds in my coffee! YOU'RE SO VAIN! You probably think this song is about you! You're so vain!" sang Zim, doing a little dance.
Meanwhile, in Zim's labs, Dib tried, in vain, to get the machine to work. It suddenly fired up the machine. Gaz stood off to the side, still playing her game.
Suddenly, Zim appeared behind Dib and Gaz.
"Where do you think you're going, little Dib," asked Zim.
"You're so vain! You probably think this song is about you!" sang Dib, in return, with no idea why.
