I just want to dance.. Is that a crime?
Random voice: YES.
ShiMMy: Is that who I think it is??
Random voice: No.
ShiMMy: Yes it is!! Random voice!!!! Care to listen to old school pop music from the late 90's that never mad it to the charts because it's halfway decent?
Random voice: 5ive?
ShiMMy: Yes.
Random voice: No.
ShiMMy: I hate you; you suck. Wanna get married?
Random voice: What?!?!
ShiMMy: I wanna marry you, use you for money, then divorce you, leaving you a broken man.
Random voice: ..
ShiMMy: Hey I had a contest didn't I?
Random voice: Who the hell cares.
ShiMMy: Obviously not you, but you don't matter; you don't even exist!
Random voice: [GASP] I DO TOO!
ShiMMy: Nope.
Random voice: No0o0o0o0o-::fades away::
ShiMMy: Uhh... Okay then.. Well the winner of the Spot the ShiMMy contest (the only person who bothered to participate) Celtic Angel!! Congratulations! For those of you thinking now, Ah! I'm such a dumbass! Why didn't I review this story and try to spot the almighty ShiMMy? She rocks! She rules all that is before me, I- ahem, any ways. I was the psycho with the headphones and the delayed reaction. yeah.
A DOOM To Remember
DESTINATION: ZIM'S BASE
"Urgg!!! And THEN. AND THEN!!!! You JUST WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT, GIR!"
The small white and aqua robot stared blankly at his enraged master. "MAYONAISSE!!!!"
"No, GIR! NO mayonnaise!!"
"WAA! Wait.. a minute.. yeah I forgot what we were doing.. I like bread n' butter.. yum.."
"Never mind, Gir. Talking to you is like talking to a toaster. A RANDOM TOASTER!!"
"I LIKE RANDOM TOAST!"
Zim let out a growl and marched to his lab and flushed himself down the toilet entrance. Gir remained sitting on their kitchen table, still confused as to what just happened. Then he shrugged and started dancing and singing random nonsense. In other words, pop music.
The next day.. WEEE!!!!!!
DESTINATION: DOWNTOWN DOOKIE VILLE (Let's just call Zim & Dib's city Dookie Ville for now.. It fits doesn't it? DOESN'T IT???) THEATER, REHEARSAL
"Now children! I want you all to practice your lines and actions.. Hence.. REHEARSAL! Yes.. Rehearsal.. I need a drink.."
The play in it's own sense. sucked. No body in the class really understood it, especially Zim. Not that he tried to that is. Besides his lack of talent, interest, sanity, he was chosen for one of the lead roles. Heh, who knew? Zim stared blankly at his lines as the rest of the crew scrambled to get in their correct areas and positions. He remained standing confusedly by a bar table prop and stool.
Next to him was a girl with short dark hair, fair skin, and wearing a white T-shirt with Frodo from "The lords of the rings" on it; She was also wearing blue flare jeans, which her baggy T-shirt was half tucked in. She eyed Zim.
"You're .green."
"Yes." Pause, "And you're blue."
"No I'm not.."
"SILENCE .YOU'RE. .Face hole. YOU!!!"
She raised an eyebrow, "Quite the way with words, eh?"
Just then, Ms. Shickadance stumbled up to the two, and stopped in front of them. "Ahh, my star pupils! How are the lines coming?"
The girl crossed her arms and looked at her through shifted eyes. "Are you drunk?"
"What? NO! What kind of a teacher would I be if I were to consume alcohol during a lesson?" A bottle of Scotch fell out of her pocket and smashed on the floor at that moment, almost splattering on Zim, who sprung his feet backward to the loud smash. Ms. Shickadance looked embarrassed, "W-WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?" She announced, attempting to sound unaware. The girl stared at her, unconvinced. Obviously.
"Okay, okay! So I had a little drink before I got here is that a crime??" Her face started to sink, "Y-you see.. my boyfriend just broke up with me and.." A bottle of peppermint schnapps fell to the floor. "Okay so I don't HAVE a boyfriend I'm a raging alcoholic!"
"Good job." Replied the girl giving a little clap. "The first step is admitting it."
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"But Esmerelda! I LOOOVE You!"
"No! No! No! You're overacting again green child! You must put feeling into your words!" Shouted Ms. Shickadance as she approached him and Erin, the dark haired girl from before. "You must let your audience FEEL the emotions you have for Esmerelda, you love her!" She motioned towards Erin, also known as Esmerelda. "You MUST have her! She is your LIFE! And she's walking out on you! Read the lines again with FEELING!"
Zim gritted his zipper teeth and rubbed his temples, they had been rehearsing this particular line for what seemed like hours. Erin yawned, listening him scream "I LOVE YOU!" for the past couple of hours was growing tiresome.
She glanced at Zim; already having the line memorized at this point, "Oh Antonio, I just can't take it anymore! I'm leaving you for good!" She read somewhat jaded, but with enough enthusiasm to keep Ms. Shickadance happy, who was nodding approvingly.
Zim's eyelid twitched, if this stupid rehearsal was going to end, it was going to end NOW. "BUT ESMERELDA!" He shrieked, throwing his clenched fists into the air, "I LOVE YOU!!!!" He then dramatically threw himself to the ground and started wailing and pounding his fists on the ground, then latched himself onto Erin's leg. Her eyes widened uncomfortably quirking an eyebrow.
They looked to Ms. Shickadance for her final verdict.
Unexpectedly, she threw her arms outward and beamed; "Now THAT'S what I've been looking for!"
"Victory!"
"Ms. Shickadance?"
"Yes, Erin?"
"Weren't you just yelling at him for OVER-acting?"
".. Yes."
"Well then what do you call that??" She motioned towards Zim, still clutching her leg.
"Entertainment!" Shouted Ms. Shickadance, "Entertainment, my dear girl. He put FEELING into his words as he thrust himself to the ground to reveal his love for your character. It was brilliant!"
Zim sprung from Erin's leg in one swift movement and pumped his fists again, "Victory! . Revised!"
"Ms. Shickadance?"
"What else is on your mind, Erin?"
She stared hard at the teacher, "You're still drunk aren't you?"
".. Yes."
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I'm gunna leave it at that for now.. **Gets kicked by some unknown person** OW!! I'M SORRY! I am out of ideas and I'm fresh out of sanity! I must go now! -Thank you tons for the reviews people, sorry again for the delay and shortness of the chapter, the next will be better! I'm sure of it! .. I think. Oh well, hope you enjoyed it for the most part-
Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease! ~ShiMMy123
Random voice: YES.
ShiMMy: Is that who I think it is??
Random voice: No.
ShiMMy: Yes it is!! Random voice!!!! Care to listen to old school pop music from the late 90's that never mad it to the charts because it's halfway decent?
Random voice: 5ive?
ShiMMy: Yes.
Random voice: No.
ShiMMy: I hate you; you suck. Wanna get married?
Random voice: What?!?!
ShiMMy: I wanna marry you, use you for money, then divorce you, leaving you a broken man.
Random voice: ..
ShiMMy: Hey I had a contest didn't I?
Random voice: Who the hell cares.
ShiMMy: Obviously not you, but you don't matter; you don't even exist!
Random voice: [GASP] I DO TOO!
ShiMMy: Nope.
Random voice: No0o0o0o0o-::fades away::
ShiMMy: Uhh... Okay then.. Well the winner of the Spot the ShiMMy contest (the only person who bothered to participate) Celtic Angel!! Congratulations! For those of you thinking now, Ah! I'm such a dumbass! Why didn't I review this story and try to spot the almighty ShiMMy? She rocks! She rules all that is before me, I- ahem, any ways. I was the psycho with the headphones and the delayed reaction. yeah.
A DOOM To Remember
DESTINATION: ZIM'S BASE
"Urgg!!! And THEN. AND THEN!!!! You JUST WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT, GIR!"
The small white and aqua robot stared blankly at his enraged master. "MAYONAISSE!!!!"
"No, GIR! NO mayonnaise!!"
"WAA! Wait.. a minute.. yeah I forgot what we were doing.. I like bread n' butter.. yum.."
"Never mind, Gir. Talking to you is like talking to a toaster. A RANDOM TOASTER!!"
"I LIKE RANDOM TOAST!"
Zim let out a growl and marched to his lab and flushed himself down the toilet entrance. Gir remained sitting on their kitchen table, still confused as to what just happened. Then he shrugged and started dancing and singing random nonsense. In other words, pop music.
The next day.. WEEE!!!!!!
DESTINATION: DOWNTOWN DOOKIE VILLE (Let's just call Zim & Dib's city Dookie Ville for now.. It fits doesn't it? DOESN'T IT???) THEATER, REHEARSAL
"Now children! I want you all to practice your lines and actions.. Hence.. REHEARSAL! Yes.. Rehearsal.. I need a drink.."
The play in it's own sense. sucked. No body in the class really understood it, especially Zim. Not that he tried to that is. Besides his lack of talent, interest, sanity, he was chosen for one of the lead roles. Heh, who knew? Zim stared blankly at his lines as the rest of the crew scrambled to get in their correct areas and positions. He remained standing confusedly by a bar table prop and stool.
Next to him was a girl with short dark hair, fair skin, and wearing a white T-shirt with Frodo from "The lords of the rings" on it; She was also wearing blue flare jeans, which her baggy T-shirt was half tucked in. She eyed Zim.
"You're .green."
"Yes." Pause, "And you're blue."
"No I'm not.."
"SILENCE .YOU'RE. .Face hole. YOU!!!"
She raised an eyebrow, "Quite the way with words, eh?"
Just then, Ms. Shickadance stumbled up to the two, and stopped in front of them. "Ahh, my star pupils! How are the lines coming?"
The girl crossed her arms and looked at her through shifted eyes. "Are you drunk?"
"What? NO! What kind of a teacher would I be if I were to consume alcohol during a lesson?" A bottle of Scotch fell out of her pocket and smashed on the floor at that moment, almost splattering on Zim, who sprung his feet backward to the loud smash. Ms. Shickadance looked embarrassed, "W-WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?" She announced, attempting to sound unaware. The girl stared at her, unconvinced. Obviously.
"Okay, okay! So I had a little drink before I got here is that a crime??" Her face started to sink, "Y-you see.. my boyfriend just broke up with me and.." A bottle of peppermint schnapps fell to the floor. "Okay so I don't HAVE a boyfriend I'm a raging alcoholic!"
"Good job." Replied the girl giving a little clap. "The first step is admitting it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
"But Esmerelda! I LOOOVE You!"
"No! No! No! You're overacting again green child! You must put feeling into your words!" Shouted Ms. Shickadance as she approached him and Erin, the dark haired girl from before. "You must let your audience FEEL the emotions you have for Esmerelda, you love her!" She motioned towards Erin, also known as Esmerelda. "You MUST have her! She is your LIFE! And she's walking out on you! Read the lines again with FEELING!"
Zim gritted his zipper teeth and rubbed his temples, they had been rehearsing this particular line for what seemed like hours. Erin yawned, listening him scream "I LOVE YOU!" for the past couple of hours was growing tiresome.
She glanced at Zim; already having the line memorized at this point, "Oh Antonio, I just can't take it anymore! I'm leaving you for good!" She read somewhat jaded, but with enough enthusiasm to keep Ms. Shickadance happy, who was nodding approvingly.
Zim's eyelid twitched, if this stupid rehearsal was going to end, it was going to end NOW. "BUT ESMERELDA!" He shrieked, throwing his clenched fists into the air, "I LOVE YOU!!!!" He then dramatically threw himself to the ground and started wailing and pounding his fists on the ground, then latched himself onto Erin's leg. Her eyes widened uncomfortably quirking an eyebrow.
They looked to Ms. Shickadance for her final verdict.
Unexpectedly, she threw her arms outward and beamed; "Now THAT'S what I've been looking for!"
"Victory!"
"Ms. Shickadance?"
"Yes, Erin?"
"Weren't you just yelling at him for OVER-acting?"
".. Yes."
"Well then what do you call that??" She motioned towards Zim, still clutching her leg.
"Entertainment!" Shouted Ms. Shickadance, "Entertainment, my dear girl. He put FEELING into his words as he thrust himself to the ground to reveal his love for your character. It was brilliant!"
Zim sprung from Erin's leg in one swift movement and pumped his fists again, "Victory! . Revised!"
"Ms. Shickadance?"
"What else is on your mind, Erin?"
She stared hard at the teacher, "You're still drunk aren't you?"
".. Yes."
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I'm gunna leave it at that for now.. **Gets kicked by some unknown person** OW!! I'M SORRY! I am out of ideas and I'm fresh out of sanity! I must go now! -Thank you tons for the reviews people, sorry again for the delay and shortness of the chapter, the next will be better! I'm sure of it! .. I think. Oh well, hope you enjoyed it for the most part-
Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease! ~ShiMMy123