[Zim:]

*walks home from Skool with GIR.
He is covered in paper clips and smells like erasers...he has a bottle of paste stuck top his head...*

"Ok, GIR. The art class fiasco was far more than enough with that stinky DIB!!! We must devise a plan to-"



[GIR:]

*giggles and yells* "YIRDLE-OONIE-OPOLIS!!!" *giggle*





[Zim:]

*raises eyebrow* "........................"




*Suddenly, a rustling sound is heard from the bushes. Zim whips around and Dib jumps out of a nearby bush*



[Dib:]

"OOGA BOOGA BOOGA!!!"




[Zim:]

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"




[both:]

*run around in circles screaming. GIR runs behind them waving his arms and giggling*



[Gaz:]

*stands playing MUNTANT MOOSIE BLOODBATH 76 on her Gameslave* ".............."



[Dib:]

*pulls out a pointy-laser-thingie from his backpack*
"Hey, Zim! See this???"




[Zim:]

"Yeah! It's shiny! What is it??"



[Dib:]

*evil grin*
"It's called the Space-y Zapperooga Blastie Gun for Alien Blasting!
It can blow up any lifeform on this earth that's not from the human race!!
In short, it will make Zimmy go KA-BLOWIE!!!!!
*clenches fists, closes eyes and throws head back and laughs like an insane evil-maniac boy*
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





*Zim and GIR jump on the back of a passing bus and get home away from freaky-deaky Dib*





[Dib:]

*finally finishes his insane freaky-deeaky-evil-maniac-boy-who-will-take-over-the-world-thing and realizes that Zim and GIR are gone*
"Hey! Gaz! Where'd he go?"



[Gaz:]

*throws an acorn at Dib's freakishly large head*









**MEANWHILE, BACK AT ZIM'S HOUSE!**


[Zim:]

*paces in front of the couch pondering what to do to get back at Dib*





[GIR:]

*sits on the couch sucking a Chocolate Bubblegum shake with all his robot-y might*

"Eeeeee! *suck!* EeEeEEeEeEEEeeeeeEeeeee!! *suck* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEeeeeEEE!!! *suck! Gir is sucked into the straw. You see his little green puppy disguise feet sticking out from the top of the straw.
Suddenly GIR's face appears in the front of the clear plastic cup. He's smiling and his tongue hangs out as it licks the shakie-ness in the cup*




[Zim:]

"What do you think we should do, GIR? GIR...?" *looks around* "GIR?!?!?!?!?"


****EEEP!! WHATS ZIMMY GONNA DO TO DIB? HOW WILL GIR GET OUT OF THE CHOCOLATEY GOODNESS THAT IS HIS SHAKE? WHY IS DIBS HEAD SO FREAKING LARGE???? ANSWERS TO THESE QUESTIONS AND MORE IN THE NEXTIE CHAPTER!! Tune in, kiddies! AND REVIEW OR ELSE!!!****