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Dib stared at the list the girl had given him. Some of the things he could get easily, like camping gear, and freeze-dried food. But how the heck was he supposed to come up with a pistol, ammo for it, throwing knives, and a short sword?! He had no clue, and decided to leave that problem for later. He went down into his father's lab.
"Dad, I need money to buy camping equipment," Dib said to his distracted father.
"Sure sure," his dad said. "Here's the bank card." His dad reached into one of his pockets, pulled out an ATM card, and threw it in Dib's direction. Dib ran and deftly caught it, pocketed it, and headed upstairs. Gaz was sitting on the couch, playing her GameSlave.
"Are you going out?" she asked Dib as he walked hurriedly by.
"Yes..."
"Bring back batteries and soda...and a pizza," Gaz said. Dib sighed, and walked downtown, into the business section of town.
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Zim focused his long-range satellite thing-a-ma-jig on Dib as he hurried down the street towards the camping goods store.
"What are you up to you stinking human worm?" he muttered as Dib disappeared into the store. Zim was going suspicious. All this week during skool, Dib hadn't attempted to oppose him or stop any of his evil plans. It was quite weird. This weirdness had in fact occupied Zim so much, that he hadn't even tried to take over the world! (A/N: Gasp!) Zim wondered what could be preoccupying the Dib monster so much, and could be causing him to buy the large amounts of camping gear he is now carrying. Zim frowned. The Dib problem was taking up so much of his thinking power, he didn't even get annoyed by the crazy antics of Gir! He decided to call the Tallest and let them know of his predicament...
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"Why does this stuff have to weigh so much?" Dib exasperatedly asked him self. He was carrying a ton of bag that contained things like a sleeping bag, a backpack, a camping lamp, about 65 pounds of dried food, a bundle of rope, and a bag full of batteries. He headed towards Bloaty's, left his bags by the door, and walked up to the counter.
"Hey Joe," he greeted the guy standing there.
"Hi, Dib," Joe said. "You want a Gaz supreme?" Dib chuckled.
"Yeah," he said. (A/N: Is it just me, or do you get the feeling Dib comes here often?) Joe came back a minute later, with a pizza. Dib gave him the money for it, went outside, and picked up all of the packages in one hand, while carefully balancing the pizza on the other. He walked home as fast as possible, gave Gaz's things to her, and went to his room. He looked at the list again.
"Pistol, throwing knives, sword. Pistol, throwing knives, sword," he murmured. Then, a divine thought struck. Laughing, he ran back to his father's lab.
"Hey, Dad, I need throwing knives, a pistol and ammo, and a short sword for a project I'm going to do. Can you get them for me?" Dib said quickly. Professor Membrane mumbled something, which Dib took to mean yes. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and there was a package there. He picked it up, ran upstairs, ad opened it. He found what he needed inside, and packed the knives in an easily accessible pocket in his backpack. He buckled the sheath for the sword and holster for the pistol around his waist to make sure they fit. They did. He sat on his bed, having nothing to do, but wait for night-fall. He decided to write a note to his family, giving them some lame excuse for why he wasn't going to be home for a while. Then he decided it would probably be smart to pack a little before the girl comes back. He packed his backpack, and climbed up on the roof, and started staring at stars. An hour creeps past, then another.
"Ready?" you can guess who says to Dib. He jumps.
"Jeez, would you stop doing that!!" Dib snaps. "And yes, I am ready."
"Good, let's go," the girl stands up, and jumps off his roof. Dib looks over the edge, and sees a small spacecraft come up. He steps in, and gets his first good look at the girl. She looks like...um...(insert adjective here.) She is wearing a tight black t-shirt with flames across the breast that says "Race Girl." A pair of hip hugger flares cover her slightly heeled black boots. The bottom edge is fringed, with a cut that goes halfway up her leg, that is laced together with tan laces. 6 or 7 necklaces hang around her neck, and her thick brown hair is pulled back in a ponytail with two small braids hanging down the side of her face. She jumps in a pilot's seat, and deftly pilots the little craft towards Zim's house.
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Oh no, what are they going to do to Zimmy? What planet are they going to? IS this mysterious stranger me?! Oh, wait. I can answer that one. No!
Disclaimer: I...do...not...own...anything. If, for some strange reason, you think I do, well good for you! You're wrong! So there! :P
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Dib stared at the list the girl had given him. Some of the things he could get easily, like camping gear, and freeze-dried food. But how the heck was he supposed to come up with a pistol, ammo for it, throwing knives, and a short sword?! He had no clue, and decided to leave that problem for later. He went down into his father's lab.
"Dad, I need money to buy camping equipment," Dib said to his distracted father.
"Sure sure," his dad said. "Here's the bank card." His dad reached into one of his pockets, pulled out an ATM card, and threw it in Dib's direction. Dib ran and deftly caught it, pocketed it, and headed upstairs. Gaz was sitting on the couch, playing her GameSlave.
"Are you going out?" she asked Dib as he walked hurriedly by.
"Yes..."
"Bring back batteries and soda...and a pizza," Gaz said. Dib sighed, and walked downtown, into the business section of town.
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Zim focused his long-range satellite thing-a-ma-jig on Dib as he hurried down the street towards the camping goods store.
"What are you up to you stinking human worm?" he muttered as Dib disappeared into the store. Zim was going suspicious. All this week during skool, Dib hadn't attempted to oppose him or stop any of his evil plans. It was quite weird. This weirdness had in fact occupied Zim so much, that he hadn't even tried to take over the world! (A/N: Gasp!) Zim wondered what could be preoccupying the Dib monster so much, and could be causing him to buy the large amounts of camping gear he is now carrying. Zim frowned. The Dib problem was taking up so much of his thinking power, he didn't even get annoyed by the crazy antics of Gir! He decided to call the Tallest and let them know of his predicament...
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"Why does this stuff have to weigh so much?" Dib exasperatedly asked him self. He was carrying a ton of bag that contained things like a sleeping bag, a backpack, a camping lamp, about 65 pounds of dried food, a bundle of rope, and a bag full of batteries. He headed towards Bloaty's, left his bags by the door, and walked up to the counter.
"Hey Joe," he greeted the guy standing there.
"Hi, Dib," Joe said. "You want a Gaz supreme?" Dib chuckled.
"Yeah," he said. (A/N: Is it just me, or do you get the feeling Dib comes here often?) Joe came back a minute later, with a pizza. Dib gave him the money for it, went outside, and picked up all of the packages in one hand, while carefully balancing the pizza on the other. He walked home as fast as possible, gave Gaz's things to her, and went to his room. He looked at the list again.
"Pistol, throwing knives, sword. Pistol, throwing knives, sword," he murmured. Then, a divine thought struck. Laughing, he ran back to his father's lab.
"Hey, Dad, I need throwing knives, a pistol and ammo, and a short sword for a project I'm going to do. Can you get them for me?" Dib said quickly. Professor Membrane mumbled something, which Dib took to mean yes. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and there was a package there. He picked it up, ran upstairs, ad opened it. He found what he needed inside, and packed the knives in an easily accessible pocket in his backpack. He buckled the sheath for the sword and holster for the pistol around his waist to make sure they fit. They did. He sat on his bed, having nothing to do, but wait for night-fall. He decided to write a note to his family, giving them some lame excuse for why he wasn't going to be home for a while. Then he decided it would probably be smart to pack a little before the girl comes back. He packed his backpack, and climbed up on the roof, and started staring at stars. An hour creeps past, then another.
"Ready?" you can guess who says to Dib. He jumps.
"Jeez, would you stop doing that!!" Dib snaps. "And yes, I am ready."
"Good, let's go," the girl stands up, and jumps off his roof. Dib looks over the edge, and sees a small spacecraft come up. He steps in, and gets his first good look at the girl. She looks like...um...(insert adjective here.) She is wearing a tight black t-shirt with flames across the breast that says "Race Girl." A pair of hip hugger flares cover her slightly heeled black boots. The bottom edge is fringed, with a cut that goes halfway up her leg, that is laced together with tan laces. 6 or 7 necklaces hang around her neck, and her thick brown hair is pulled back in a ponytail with two small braids hanging down the side of her face. She jumps in a pilot's seat, and deftly pilots the little craft towards Zim's house.
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Oh no, what are they going to do to Zimmy? What planet are they going to? IS this mysterious stranger me?! Oh, wait. I can answer that one. No!
Disclaimer: I...do...not...own...anything. If, for some strange reason, you think I do, well good for you! You're wrong! So there! :P