The one I made before wasn't edited. This means I just sent it in with out
reading it. When I bothered to read it after I sent it in I spotted a lot
of mistakes. So here's the edited version. Sorry about that!
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"Uh hey Sarge. Have you seen KIR?" Dib asked walking up to a bucket full of mini soldiers.
"Sir, no, sir!" Hobo 678 from Hobo 13 shouted.
"Okay thanks. At ease." Dib jumped from the bed and looked around. "Hey uh, KIR?" Dib asked trying to find the missing cat.
"Right here Dib!" called KIR coming out of the bed with a checker board. "I'm red this time." KIR said fixing up the board game.
"No KI." Dib was interrupted.
"Oh well all right. You can be red if you want." KIR said looking a bit depressed.
"Not now KIR. I've got some bad news." Dib whispered as low as he could.
"Bad news!" KIR hollered. All the toys looked at her but went back to their business.
"shh, shh, shh!" Dib tried to get KIR to be quiet so she didn't attract anyone. "Just gather everyone up for a staff meeting, and be happy." Dib shooed KIR away.
"Got it, be happy!" KIR leapt off cheering. "Staff meeting everybody! Ms. Bitters, Zita podium please!" KIR ran off.
Dib walked around the room to make sure everyone was going. He saw etch. (Okay I'm too lazy to think of a name for this guy) "Hey etch draw!" Dib turned around to face etch. Etch did a fast nice drawing of a gun. "Oh got me again!" Dib said pretending he was dieing. But he recovered quickly. "Etch you've been working on that draw. Fastest knobs in the old west." Dib walked away.
"Got a staff meeting you guys. Come on let's go." Dib instructed a few wandering toys. "Now where is my. oh there it is!" Dib walked to a sketch pad lying on the floor. "Hey who moved my sketch pad all the way down here?" Dib asked.
GIR jumped from the table above Dib and roared as best as he could. "How're you doin', GIR?" Dib asked not the least bit frightened.
"Were you scared? Be honest." GIR walked with Dib to the podium. He was trying to scare Dib but it didn't work.
"I was close to being scared that time."
"Oh I'm going for fearsome here! But I just don't feel right. I think I'm just coming off as annoying." GIR stomped off.
Dib walked to the stand until he got cut off short by Tak. "Ow, oh uh hi Tak." Dib said nervously.
"I wanted to thank you Dib for saving my litter." Tak said sweetly.
"Oh hey it was nothin'."
"What do you say I let someone else watch the cat tonight?" (Okay that was in the script!)
"Oh yeah, I."
"Just remember I'm 2 blocks down." Tak walked off to I'm not sure where.
Dib straightened his hat and headed for the podium. "Come on smaller toys up front. Come on Dib." KIR yelled out to Dib who was finally on the stand.
Dib tried speaking but it was just too soft for everyone else to hear. A playskool microphone thingy came up to Dib and gave him the mike. "Thanks Mike." Dib replied grabbing the mike from the thing.
"Okay. oh, whoa step back." The microphone made a screeching noise that meant you're to close to the speakers. Mike stepped back.
"For crying out loud!" Skoodge yelled off screen.
"Okay thank you." Dib said looking at the board in front of him. "Hello. Check. That better? Great." Dib looked at the toys on the shelves. "Everybody hear me? Up on the shelf, can you hear me? Great."
Dib looked back down on the sketch pad. "Okay first item today. Uh, oh yeah. Has everybody picked a moving buddy?"
"What?" Someone from the crowd yelled.
"Moving buddy? You can't be serious! Well I didn't know we were supposed to have one already." another yelled.
"Do we have to hold hands?" You can tell GIR asked this question.
"Oh yeah you guys think this is a big joke. We've only got one week left before the move. I don't want any toys left behind." Dib announced. "If you don't have one, get one! Okay business number 2. Ah yes Tuesday night's plastic corrosion awareness meeting... was, I think a big success. We want to thank Mr. Spell for putting that on for us. Mr. Spell."
"You're welcome." A Mr. Spell spelt out in front of him.
"Okay. Uh, oh yes. One uh, minor note here. Squee's birthday has been moved to today. Next we have ." Dib said scribbling on the pad.
"Wait a minute. What do you mean the parties today?" GIR asked.
"His birthday's not 'til next week!" Skoodge yelled.
"What's going on down there?" Gaz asked from the window.
"Is his mom losing her marbles?!" Another asked.
"I'm not worried, so you shouldn't be worried." Dib said trying to calm everyone down.
"Of course Dib's not worried. He's been Squee's favorite since Kindergarten." Skoodge announced.
"Hey, hey come on Skoodge. If Dib says it's alright, well darn it, it's good enough for, me. Dib has never steered us wrong." KIR objected. While she was talking Skoodge took off his mouth and pressed it against his butt.
"Come on guys. Every Christmas and birthday we go through this." Dib interrupted.
"What if Squee gets another robot, a mean one? I can't stand that kind of rejection!" GIR panicked.
"Hey listen no one's going to get replaced. This is Squee we're talking. It doesn't matter how much we're played with. What matters is we're here for Squee when ever he needs us. That's what we're made for right?" Dib reassured.
"Pardon me. I love to break up the staff meeting but anyway their here! Birthday guests at three o' clock!" Gaz shouted from the window.
"Stay calm everyone! Hey!" Dib yelled trying to get everyone back. "Uh meeting adjourned." Dib said changing his mind.
"Oh boy would you look at those presents." One toy said.
"I can't see a thing." Skoodge yelled. He took off his eyes and put them up so he could see what presents were there.
"Yes sir we're next garage fodder for sure." Another said.
"Any robot shaped ones?" GIR asked.
"They're all in boxes you idiot!" Gaz yelled.
"They're getting bigger!" GIR announced.
"Wait there's a nice little one over there." KIR pointed to a small looking box. When the boy turned sideways it turned out to be long. All the toys screamed.
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"Uh hey Sarge. Have you seen KIR?" Dib asked walking up to a bucket full of mini soldiers.
"Sir, no, sir!" Hobo 678 from Hobo 13 shouted.
"Okay thanks. At ease." Dib jumped from the bed and looked around. "Hey uh, KIR?" Dib asked trying to find the missing cat.
"Right here Dib!" called KIR coming out of the bed with a checker board. "I'm red this time." KIR said fixing up the board game.
"No KI." Dib was interrupted.
"Oh well all right. You can be red if you want." KIR said looking a bit depressed.
"Not now KIR. I've got some bad news." Dib whispered as low as he could.
"Bad news!" KIR hollered. All the toys looked at her but went back to their business.
"shh, shh, shh!" Dib tried to get KIR to be quiet so she didn't attract anyone. "Just gather everyone up for a staff meeting, and be happy." Dib shooed KIR away.
"Got it, be happy!" KIR leapt off cheering. "Staff meeting everybody! Ms. Bitters, Zita podium please!" KIR ran off.
Dib walked around the room to make sure everyone was going. He saw etch. (Okay I'm too lazy to think of a name for this guy) "Hey etch draw!" Dib turned around to face etch. Etch did a fast nice drawing of a gun. "Oh got me again!" Dib said pretending he was dieing. But he recovered quickly. "Etch you've been working on that draw. Fastest knobs in the old west." Dib walked away.
"Got a staff meeting you guys. Come on let's go." Dib instructed a few wandering toys. "Now where is my. oh there it is!" Dib walked to a sketch pad lying on the floor. "Hey who moved my sketch pad all the way down here?" Dib asked.
GIR jumped from the table above Dib and roared as best as he could. "How're you doin', GIR?" Dib asked not the least bit frightened.
"Were you scared? Be honest." GIR walked with Dib to the podium. He was trying to scare Dib but it didn't work.
"I was close to being scared that time."
"Oh I'm going for fearsome here! But I just don't feel right. I think I'm just coming off as annoying." GIR stomped off.
Dib walked to the stand until he got cut off short by Tak. "Ow, oh uh hi Tak." Dib said nervously.
"I wanted to thank you Dib for saving my litter." Tak said sweetly.
"Oh hey it was nothin'."
"What do you say I let someone else watch the cat tonight?" (Okay that was in the script!)
"Oh yeah, I."
"Just remember I'm 2 blocks down." Tak walked off to I'm not sure where.
Dib straightened his hat and headed for the podium. "Come on smaller toys up front. Come on Dib." KIR yelled out to Dib who was finally on the stand.
Dib tried speaking but it was just too soft for everyone else to hear. A playskool microphone thingy came up to Dib and gave him the mike. "Thanks Mike." Dib replied grabbing the mike from the thing.
"Okay. oh, whoa step back." The microphone made a screeching noise that meant you're to close to the speakers. Mike stepped back.
"For crying out loud!" Skoodge yelled off screen.
"Okay thank you." Dib said looking at the board in front of him. "Hello. Check. That better? Great." Dib looked at the toys on the shelves. "Everybody hear me? Up on the shelf, can you hear me? Great."
Dib looked back down on the sketch pad. "Okay first item today. Uh, oh yeah. Has everybody picked a moving buddy?"
"What?" Someone from the crowd yelled.
"Moving buddy? You can't be serious! Well I didn't know we were supposed to have one already." another yelled.
"Do we have to hold hands?" You can tell GIR asked this question.
"Oh yeah you guys think this is a big joke. We've only got one week left before the move. I don't want any toys left behind." Dib announced. "If you don't have one, get one! Okay business number 2. Ah yes Tuesday night's plastic corrosion awareness meeting... was, I think a big success. We want to thank Mr. Spell for putting that on for us. Mr. Spell."
"You're welcome." A Mr. Spell spelt out in front of him.
"Okay. Uh, oh yes. One uh, minor note here. Squee's birthday has been moved to today. Next we have ." Dib said scribbling on the pad.
"Wait a minute. What do you mean the parties today?" GIR asked.
"His birthday's not 'til next week!" Skoodge yelled.
"What's going on down there?" Gaz asked from the window.
"Is his mom losing her marbles?!" Another asked.
"I'm not worried, so you shouldn't be worried." Dib said trying to calm everyone down.
"Of course Dib's not worried. He's been Squee's favorite since Kindergarten." Skoodge announced.
"Hey, hey come on Skoodge. If Dib says it's alright, well darn it, it's good enough for, me. Dib has never steered us wrong." KIR objected. While she was talking Skoodge took off his mouth and pressed it against his butt.
"Come on guys. Every Christmas and birthday we go through this." Dib interrupted.
"What if Squee gets another robot, a mean one? I can't stand that kind of rejection!" GIR panicked.
"Hey listen no one's going to get replaced. This is Squee we're talking. It doesn't matter how much we're played with. What matters is we're here for Squee when ever he needs us. That's what we're made for right?" Dib reassured.
"Pardon me. I love to break up the staff meeting but anyway their here! Birthday guests at three o' clock!" Gaz shouted from the window.
"Stay calm everyone! Hey!" Dib yelled trying to get everyone back. "Uh meeting adjourned." Dib said changing his mind.
"Oh boy would you look at those presents." One toy said.
"I can't see a thing." Skoodge yelled. He took off his eyes and put them up so he could see what presents were there.
"Yes sir we're next garage fodder for sure." Another said.
"Any robot shaped ones?" GIR asked.
"They're all in boxes you idiot!" Gaz yelled.
"They're getting bigger!" GIR announced.
"Wait there's a nice little one over there." KIR pointed to a small looking box. When the boy turned sideways it turned out to be long. All the toys screamed.
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