Yay! This time only one month between updates. ^_^ Hooray for me! And wow
did I get a lot of reviews this time. Here are some enchiladas and salty
lemonade for SwEeTiNsAnItY, Lover of Angry Beavers, monkey byte, Spike
Lover, Sarah, and Lady of the Lilacs. And Spike Lover, though your reviews
are much appreciated, you need not review five times. But thanks anyway!
^_~ Anywho, onward with chapter 6!
Disclaimer: I don't own Zimmy. But I do own two shirts, shoelaces, a GIR pin, and a website. DUN SUE ME!
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Worst Nightmare: Part Six
Mechanical Moose-like Creature: WOOHOO! LET US DANCE THE PIZZA SONG! ::runs into a table::
Zim: What?
Robot Pig: You like pizza. You love it. Your existence is meaningless without Bloaty's pizza.... (A/N: Yesh, I stole it from the ice cream truck. I'm unoriginal.... who cares? :P) :: pig waddles off::
Zim: ::digs into the box of tools labeled "Mechanic Guy" and pulls out a screwdriver::
Robot Moose: THE PIZZA DANCE, THE PIZZA DANCE! WE WILL SING OF PIZZA DANCE.. OF BLOATY'S PIZZA, SO CHEESY AND GOOD.. SO FULL OF MEAT AND FULL OF BLOOOODDDDD....
Zim: O_O.. ::takes hammer and begins to tap the robot moose with the screwdriver:: Stinkin' earth piece of junk... why can't you just function normally??!
Robot Moose: LET ME SHOW YOU HOW TO DANCE THE PIZZA SONG. IT GOES LIKE THIS! PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA-DIDDY-DOOOOOOOOOO, BLAH, BLAH, BLURB! ::runs into a chair::
Zim: Hey.. shut up.. ::continues to hit the robot moose with the screwdriver::
Robot Moose: ::turns around to face Zim:: WHY HELLO LITTLE GIRL!
Zim: ::stops hitting the robot moose with the screwdriver::........ what?!?
Robot Moose: WHY TODAY MUST BE YOUR BIRTHDAY! ::throws hands up in the air:: SO LET US SING THE BIRTHDAY JIG FOR YOU!!!!
**The robot octopus as well as a robotic aardvark, lizard, and dog appear beside the robot moose and put on birthday hats made of slices of Bloaty's Pizza**
Robot Octopus: What's that you say? It's your birthday?!
Robot Lizard: ::in opera-like voice:: Your birthday? Your birthday? Your birthday-irthday-irthday?!!
Robot Dog: Your birthday? You must make a wish! Make a wish for some yummy fish!
Robot Lizard: ::in echoing opera voice:: A fish! A fish! A fish a fish a fish!
Robot Aardvark: Zeurrrrrp jigbaas iyurtew daaa? Daa joo! Daa joo! Piutybn jaquersx krplxy! Zaaaaaaprrrrrrk.
Robot Moose: THE BIRTHDAY JIG, THE BIRTHDAY JIG! LET US DANCE, THE BIRTHDAY JIG!!!!
**Robot Moose, Lizard, Dog, Octopus, and Aardvark begin dancing and singing in a circle around Zim**
Zim: ::eye twitches::
Robot Octopus: It is your birthday! Your special-ecial birthday!
Robot Lizard: ::in echoing opera voice:: Special! Special! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial!
Zim: Rob...ottt..
Robot Lizard: Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial!
Zim: MUST... DIEEEEEE!!!! ::takes screwdriver and begins to beat the crap out of the robot lizard::
Robot Lizard! Ecialllllllllll! ::falls over as sparks begin to spurt from its eyes::
Zim: ::panting:: Stupidpieceofcrapwhycantyoujustworkrightyoudumbthing......
Robot Dog: That's right! Her birthday! It is so ever special!
Zim: ::sets down screwdriver and begins to looks through the toolbox again::
Robot Aardvark: Shirsoooo hwiekc dajiunka kawiqjal! Kawiqjal! Ishk jamiclde jangisld zeurrrrrrrrrrrp. Zeurrrrrrrrrrrrp.
Zim: ::pulls a hammer from the toolbox and impales it in the robot aardvark's nose:: DIE! DIE!!!!!!! I HATE YOU! ::begins kicking aardvark:: I HATE THIS PLACE!!!! I HATE YOU GOD DAMNED ROBOTS AND YOUR DAMN SINGING! GARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG!
Robot Aardvark: Zeurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp. ::falls over and explodes::
Zim: ::stops kicking:: O_O Woah.. didn't expect that to happen.
Robot Moose, Octopus, and Dog: ::stop singing and scurry away far from Zim, the moose running into an arcade game on the way::
Zim: I hate this planet.
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Whee! Chapter six done! I'll probably only have like two, maybe three more chapters. I'm trying to figure out where I'm going with this fic. If anybody out there has suggestions to what they might want to see in the story, just write it in a review and I might write it in. Anywho, review! (whee, that rhymed!) Reviewers get not Mexican food this time ::shrieks of terror and surprise:: but Chinese food! Hmm.. some yummy rice and chicken and such. So review, review, and review! ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Zimmy. But I do own two shirts, shoelaces, a GIR pin, and a website. DUN SUE ME!
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Worst Nightmare: Part Six
Mechanical Moose-like Creature: WOOHOO! LET US DANCE THE PIZZA SONG! ::runs into a table::
Zim: What?
Robot Pig: You like pizza. You love it. Your existence is meaningless without Bloaty's pizza.... (A/N: Yesh, I stole it from the ice cream truck. I'm unoriginal.... who cares? :P) :: pig waddles off::
Zim: ::digs into the box of tools labeled "Mechanic Guy" and pulls out a screwdriver::
Robot Moose: THE PIZZA DANCE, THE PIZZA DANCE! WE WILL SING OF PIZZA DANCE.. OF BLOATY'S PIZZA, SO CHEESY AND GOOD.. SO FULL OF MEAT AND FULL OF BLOOOODDDDD....
Zim: O_O.. ::takes hammer and begins to tap the robot moose with the screwdriver:: Stinkin' earth piece of junk... why can't you just function normally??!
Robot Moose: LET ME SHOW YOU HOW TO DANCE THE PIZZA SONG. IT GOES LIKE THIS! PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA-DIDDY-DOOOOOOOOOO, BLAH, BLAH, BLURB! ::runs into a chair::
Zim: Hey.. shut up.. ::continues to hit the robot moose with the screwdriver::
Robot Moose: ::turns around to face Zim:: WHY HELLO LITTLE GIRL!
Zim: ::stops hitting the robot moose with the screwdriver::........ what?!?
Robot Moose: WHY TODAY MUST BE YOUR BIRTHDAY! ::throws hands up in the air:: SO LET US SING THE BIRTHDAY JIG FOR YOU!!!!
**The robot octopus as well as a robotic aardvark, lizard, and dog appear beside the robot moose and put on birthday hats made of slices of Bloaty's Pizza**
Robot Octopus: What's that you say? It's your birthday?!
Robot Lizard: ::in opera-like voice:: Your birthday? Your birthday? Your birthday-irthday-irthday?!!
Robot Dog: Your birthday? You must make a wish! Make a wish for some yummy fish!
Robot Lizard: ::in echoing opera voice:: A fish! A fish! A fish a fish a fish!
Robot Aardvark: Zeurrrrrp jigbaas iyurtew daaa? Daa joo! Daa joo! Piutybn jaquersx krplxy! Zaaaaaaprrrrrrk.
Robot Moose: THE BIRTHDAY JIG, THE BIRTHDAY JIG! LET US DANCE, THE BIRTHDAY JIG!!!!
**Robot Moose, Lizard, Dog, Octopus, and Aardvark begin dancing and singing in a circle around Zim**
Zim: ::eye twitches::
Robot Octopus: It is your birthday! Your special-ecial birthday!
Robot Lizard: ::in echoing opera voice:: Special! Special! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial!
Zim: Rob...ottt..
Robot Lizard: Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial! Ecial!
Zim: MUST... DIEEEEEE!!!! ::takes screwdriver and begins to beat the crap out of the robot lizard::
Robot Lizard! Ecialllllllllll! ::falls over as sparks begin to spurt from its eyes::
Zim: ::panting:: Stupidpieceofcrapwhycantyoujustworkrightyoudumbthing......
Robot Dog: That's right! Her birthday! It is so ever special!
Zim: ::sets down screwdriver and begins to looks through the toolbox again::
Robot Aardvark: Shirsoooo hwiekc dajiunka kawiqjal! Kawiqjal! Ishk jamiclde jangisld zeurrrrrrrrrrrp. Zeurrrrrrrrrrrrp.
Zim: ::pulls a hammer from the toolbox and impales it in the robot aardvark's nose:: DIE! DIE!!!!!!! I HATE YOU! ::begins kicking aardvark:: I HATE THIS PLACE!!!! I HATE YOU GOD DAMNED ROBOTS AND YOUR DAMN SINGING! GARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG!
Robot Aardvark: Zeurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp. ::falls over and explodes::
Zim: ::stops kicking:: O_O Woah.. didn't expect that to happen.
Robot Moose, Octopus, and Dog: ::stop singing and scurry away far from Zim, the moose running into an arcade game on the way::
Zim: I hate this planet.
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Whee! Chapter six done! I'll probably only have like two, maybe three more chapters. I'm trying to figure out where I'm going with this fic. If anybody out there has suggestions to what they might want to see in the story, just write it in a review and I might write it in. Anywho, review! (whee, that rhymed!) Reviewers get not Mexican food this time ::shrieks of terror and surprise:: but Chinese food! Hmm.. some yummy rice and chicken and such. So review, review, and review! ^_^