Wow, has it been a long time since I've updated. ::looks at calendar:: Yup.
Seven months. ::nod nod:: So, in honor of my update-lacky-ness, this
chapter will be somewhat longer! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: For all you evil lawyers out there, I dun own Invader ZIM. But I do own this slinky! ::holds up slinky:: Hooray!
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Worst Nightmare: Part Five
Fat Kid: RUN! RUN! BLOATY'S GONE MAD WITH POWERRRRRR!!!!!! ::waddles away::
Zim: ::continues to throw children into walls, arcade games, and other kids:: YOU--- WILL ALLL---- BURN!!!!!!!!!!!!
**sometime later**
Manager Guy: Woah. ::looks around to see that everyone has left with the exception of Zim and that much of the restaurant is destroyed:: Uh... I think you might need to go to some anger management or something 'cause, well, this ain't good.
Zim: ::breathing heavily:: ZIM--- needs NO anger--- management! ZIM---will destroy---earth monsters..
Manager Guy: Well, maybe the pig job ain't one for you. But, seeing as MUCH OF THE RESTAURANT IS DESTROYED ::twitchy eyes:: you can serve as a mechanic. Starting tomorrow you gonna be fixing this place 'til it's as shiny as the butter on that fat kid from chapter three.
Zim: ---fine--- as long as it's not that HORRIBLE pig.
Manager Guy: Yeah, I suppose we can get someone else to do the job as Bloaty, maybe if we just offer free pizza or something... ::walks off::
**later, at Zim's home base**
Zim: ::walks into living room where GIR is sitting watching the Scary Monkey show:: GIR, I will kill you for giving me that godawful job at Bloaty's. YOU HEAR ME??? KILL YOU!!!!!
GIR: ::continues to watch Scary Monkey:: mm-hmm.
Zim: :: picks up GIR my the neck and attempts to strangle him:: YOU BETTER BE PRAYING THAT I DON'T HAVE A SHITTY DAY AT WORK TOMORROW EITHER, OR, UH, BAD STUFF IS GONNA HAPPEN TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
GIR: ::is unfazed and continues to watch the Scary Monkey:: Yup. Scary monkey.
Zim: ::drops GIR on the floor and walks to the toilet in the kitchen leading to his lab:: Why me--- why me??
** the next day **
Zim: ::walking to Bloaty's:: Damn that manager guy and all his manager-y- ness. I would quit this stinkin' job faster than you can say squeedily spooch if I didn't need that money. ::arrives at Bloaty's and walks in the door::
Manager Guy: Ah! Zim! I'm glad you're here. Listen, since I figured nobody really cares about the way this restaurant looks, you're only going to be in charge of fixing the Bloaty-character robots when they malfunction. Okay?
Zim: ::looks over where a mechanical moose-like creature is walking into the wall::
Mechanical Moose-like Creature: DUH-HA DUH-HA DUH-HA! HEY-A KIDS, IT'S TIME TO SING THE PIZZA DANCE!
Zim: -_-; joy.
***************************************************************** ::gasp:: The demon robots!? Whatever shall happen to Zimmy? Even I dunno yet! So find out (maybe) on the next installment of...... Worst Nightmare!
Oh, and here's [insert favorite Mexican food here] for monkey byte, CrazyHomicidalFreak, and Saje for review my last chapter. Review this chapter, and you will get some enchiladas and some salty lemonade! So review, review, review!
Disclaimer: For all you evil lawyers out there, I dun own Invader ZIM. But I do own this slinky! ::holds up slinky:: Hooray!
********************************************************
Worst Nightmare: Part Five
Fat Kid: RUN! RUN! BLOATY'S GONE MAD WITH POWERRRRRR!!!!!! ::waddles away::
Zim: ::continues to throw children into walls, arcade games, and other kids:: YOU--- WILL ALLL---- BURN!!!!!!!!!!!!
**sometime later**
Manager Guy: Woah. ::looks around to see that everyone has left with the exception of Zim and that much of the restaurant is destroyed:: Uh... I think you might need to go to some anger management or something 'cause, well, this ain't good.
Zim: ::breathing heavily:: ZIM--- needs NO anger--- management! ZIM---will destroy---earth monsters..
Manager Guy: Well, maybe the pig job ain't one for you. But, seeing as MUCH OF THE RESTAURANT IS DESTROYED ::twitchy eyes:: you can serve as a mechanic. Starting tomorrow you gonna be fixing this place 'til it's as shiny as the butter on that fat kid from chapter three.
Zim: ---fine--- as long as it's not that HORRIBLE pig.
Manager Guy: Yeah, I suppose we can get someone else to do the job as Bloaty, maybe if we just offer free pizza or something... ::walks off::
**later, at Zim's home base**
Zim: ::walks into living room where GIR is sitting watching the Scary Monkey show:: GIR, I will kill you for giving me that godawful job at Bloaty's. YOU HEAR ME??? KILL YOU!!!!!
GIR: ::continues to watch Scary Monkey:: mm-hmm.
Zim: :: picks up GIR my the neck and attempts to strangle him:: YOU BETTER BE PRAYING THAT I DON'T HAVE A SHITTY DAY AT WORK TOMORROW EITHER, OR, UH, BAD STUFF IS GONNA HAPPEN TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
GIR: ::is unfazed and continues to watch the Scary Monkey:: Yup. Scary monkey.
Zim: ::drops GIR on the floor and walks to the toilet in the kitchen leading to his lab:: Why me--- why me??
** the next day **
Zim: ::walking to Bloaty's:: Damn that manager guy and all his manager-y- ness. I would quit this stinkin' job faster than you can say squeedily spooch if I didn't need that money. ::arrives at Bloaty's and walks in the door::
Manager Guy: Ah! Zim! I'm glad you're here. Listen, since I figured nobody really cares about the way this restaurant looks, you're only going to be in charge of fixing the Bloaty-character robots when they malfunction. Okay?
Zim: ::looks over where a mechanical moose-like creature is walking into the wall::
Mechanical Moose-like Creature: DUH-HA DUH-HA DUH-HA! HEY-A KIDS, IT'S TIME TO SING THE PIZZA DANCE!
Zim: -_-; joy.
***************************************************************** ::gasp:: The demon robots!? Whatever shall happen to Zimmy? Even I dunno yet! So find out (maybe) on the next installment of...... Worst Nightmare!
Oh, and here's [insert favorite Mexican food here] for monkey byte, CrazyHomicidalFreak, and Saje for review my last chapter. Review this chapter, and you will get some enchiladas and some salty lemonade! So review, review, review!