The PACKING PEANUTS OF DOOM!
By your friend, OC Starbuddy!
A/N: Hihi, I FINALLY got off my boo-tay and wrote chapter three. Hope ya'll like this!
Disclaimer: Okay, to make it easy, I don't own any of this stuff unless I say so at the end of the chapter. I don't own Zim, or GIR, or anything like that!
Well… first he would figure out what to do. He had to think of an genius plan to take over the world. It had to be good, though. And he figured the simplest way to do this would be to do it over time, so he would start out small, and get bigger!
~Day 2: May 2nd, whatever year Zim is currently in~
::9:45 AM::
"Sorry, Zim, I couldn't help ya, there…"
Zim sat on the porch of a young girl's age—about his age, with blonde hair in bunny-like pigtails. She wore a pink t-shirt and blue jeans, and seemed to be a human.
"What do you MEAN, you couldn't help me?! You're a FILTHY HUMAN STINKBEAST, so you should know this stuff!" Zim shouted. The girl sighed.
"Sorry, me no know…" she replied. Just then, Dib came strolling along, walking down the sunny sidewalk with a little wiener dog on a leash [AN: he seems to be getting a lot of sun lately, no?].
"AH! Ryl, what are you doing hanging out with ZIM!? Don't you know he's an alien!?" he shouted at her, pointing a finger at Zim. The little wiener dog growled. The girl called "Ryl" rested her chin on her hand, and her elbow on her knee.
"Dib… can I ask you a question?" she asked. Dib smirked, then nodded. "When was the last time anyone actually cared?"
"NOW! Don't you SEE?! I CARE! The whole human RACE should care about it!" Dib shouted. Ryl sighed yet again.
"What about your wiener dog? Shouldn't he care about it, too?" she wondered.
"RYL! Don't help Zim, he's not human!" Dib hollered, beginning to walk away with his wiener dog. Zim cackled as Dib walked away.
"Foolish stinkbeast… he does not know that I have acquired your services!" he replied.
"Zim, the only services that YOU have acquired are from GIR," she said. It was obvious that Ryl knew Zim was an alien, she just flat-out didn't care. This made Zim and Dib wonder, and GIR hungry.
"What should I do, though? How should I start this out?" Zim wondered.
"Why don't you flood something with packing peanuts? Liiiiike… the nearby mini mart next to the Kitty-Gas-Station! That would be perfect!" Ryl shouted, getting excited at her own ideas.
"Yes… Yeeeesssss… YEEEESSSS!" Zim yelled. He was lucky that no one was outside listening on that bright day of May 2nd.
::9:30 PM::
Just as the blue pickup truck drove away, a sleek black figure silently slipped through the closed mini mart door, using inhuman technology. Zim cackled to himself. He went past security with a breeze—he was so small, that the security (which was a single wire attached to a bell) was no problem at all. GIR could be seen, floating behind Zim with a little remote in his hand.
"Okay, GIR, NOW!" Zim whispered. GIR pushed a little button on the remote as Zim stole numerous amounts of Pixi Styx. Then he and his little robot companion rushed out of the mini mart before it was flooded with tiny little packing peanuts. Then something struck him.
"Wait… why didn't this work? I should hear screaming!" Zim shouted to himself. He could hear Ryl's footsteps behind him.
"YOU DORK!" she whispered. "You're supposed to do it when people are INSIDE! Now you'll have to think of something REALLY smart!"
Zim frowned. Well, of course he didn't think fast enough to realize something like this, but he didn't care about that. He was just wondering how he could fix it with more DOOM!
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SORRY if this is really bad and no one understands! It'll all add up soon, and it'll all get good! You'll just have to keep on reading! Sorry for the biggole delay on the chapter, too. It only takes me like, 15 minutes to finish a chapter, if I already have ideas. I was just procrastinating! NE way, read and review! ^_^ O yah, btw, Ryl is a character that I made up. Please ask me if you want to use her in a fanfic…! Not that anyone WOULD, but still…
By your friend, OC Starbuddy!
A/N: Hihi, I FINALLY got off my boo-tay and wrote chapter three. Hope ya'll like this!
Disclaimer: Okay, to make it easy, I don't own any of this stuff unless I say so at the end of the chapter. I don't own Zim, or GIR, or anything like that!
Well… first he would figure out what to do. He had to think of an genius plan to take over the world. It had to be good, though. And he figured the simplest way to do this would be to do it over time, so he would start out small, and get bigger!
~Day 2: May 2nd, whatever year Zim is currently in~
::9:45 AM::
"Sorry, Zim, I couldn't help ya, there…"
Zim sat on the porch of a young girl's age—about his age, with blonde hair in bunny-like pigtails. She wore a pink t-shirt and blue jeans, and seemed to be a human.
"What do you MEAN, you couldn't help me?! You're a FILTHY HUMAN STINKBEAST, so you should know this stuff!" Zim shouted. The girl sighed.
"Sorry, me no know…" she replied. Just then, Dib came strolling along, walking down the sunny sidewalk with a little wiener dog on a leash [AN: he seems to be getting a lot of sun lately, no?].
"AH! Ryl, what are you doing hanging out with ZIM!? Don't you know he's an alien!?" he shouted at her, pointing a finger at Zim. The little wiener dog growled. The girl called "Ryl" rested her chin on her hand, and her elbow on her knee.
"Dib… can I ask you a question?" she asked. Dib smirked, then nodded. "When was the last time anyone actually cared?"
"NOW! Don't you SEE?! I CARE! The whole human RACE should care about it!" Dib shouted. Ryl sighed yet again.
"What about your wiener dog? Shouldn't he care about it, too?" she wondered.
"RYL! Don't help Zim, he's not human!" Dib hollered, beginning to walk away with his wiener dog. Zim cackled as Dib walked away.
"Foolish stinkbeast… he does not know that I have acquired your services!" he replied.
"Zim, the only services that YOU have acquired are from GIR," she said. It was obvious that Ryl knew Zim was an alien, she just flat-out didn't care. This made Zim and Dib wonder, and GIR hungry.
"What should I do, though? How should I start this out?" Zim wondered.
"Why don't you flood something with packing peanuts? Liiiiike… the nearby mini mart next to the Kitty-Gas-Station! That would be perfect!" Ryl shouted, getting excited at her own ideas.
"Yes… Yeeeesssss… YEEEESSSS!" Zim yelled. He was lucky that no one was outside listening on that bright day of May 2nd.
::9:30 PM::
Just as the blue pickup truck drove away, a sleek black figure silently slipped through the closed mini mart door, using inhuman technology. Zim cackled to himself. He went past security with a breeze—he was so small, that the security (which was a single wire attached to a bell) was no problem at all. GIR could be seen, floating behind Zim with a little remote in his hand.
"Okay, GIR, NOW!" Zim whispered. GIR pushed a little button on the remote as Zim stole numerous amounts of Pixi Styx. Then he and his little robot companion rushed out of the mini mart before it was flooded with tiny little packing peanuts. Then something struck him.
"Wait… why didn't this work? I should hear screaming!" Zim shouted to himself. He could hear Ryl's footsteps behind him.
"YOU DORK!" she whispered. "You're supposed to do it when people are INSIDE! Now you'll have to think of something REALLY smart!"
Zim frowned. Well, of course he didn't think fast enough to realize something like this, but he didn't care about that. He was just wondering how he could fix it with more DOOM!
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SORRY if this is really bad and no one understands! It'll all add up soon, and it'll all get good! You'll just have to keep on reading! Sorry for the biggole delay on the chapter, too. It only takes me like, 15 minutes to finish a chapter, if I already have ideas. I was just procrastinating! NE way, read and review! ^_^ O yah, btw, Ryl is a character that I made up. Please ask me if you want to use her in a fanfic…! Not that anyone WOULD, but still…