A/N: Don't ask me why I wrote this, I don't want to know what possessed my
little brain to do so, but I didn't want to write my Nny fic or Zim fic, so
fuck it.......atleast I'm writing something, eh?
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Looking up at the clock on the wall, I sighed thinking how much trouble the IZ crew was going to be in. They were supposed to hold an interview with me for my "Project 59" story, and they were 30 minutes late!
Bonez: Daaaaaaaamn them...........
Finally, at hearing my secretary Bob squeel in fear outside my door, I knew atleast one of them arrived. Question was, which one? While thinking that, someone knocked politely on the door. Jumping off my cluttered desk, I opened the door to see 15-year old Dib standing there staring at Bob, who was shuddering underneath his rolly-chair.
Dib: My head's not that big.......
Bonez: Dib!
Trying to play it cool, I led him inside. Smiling, he sat down in one of the big associate-type chairs before my desk. I closed the door slowly after throwing a picture frame at Bob for being so mean to my big-headed crush. The corner hit his head, knocking him out and causing serious mental problems to come, but that's a different story.
Dib: Hello *--------, (*Even you shall not know my real name!) How've ya been?
Smiling at the thought of him calling me -------, I straightend out my Gray and black pinstripe buisness outfit, which later I found out made me look like the head of the Italian Mafia, (Even though I'm Mexican) and sat behind my desk.
Bonez: Dandy as candy, and you?
Dib: It all depends......do you believe me about Zim?
My smile widened and got one of those anime-happy eyes.
Bonez: ^_^ of course! He's a power-hungry alien with a big ego but small brain, *Jhonen already told me. (*You did......in the dark depths of my imagination)
A grin spread over Dib's face which made me even more happy.
Dib: Well then, it's a good day for me.
Bonez: Me too!
Not thinking he caught on to why my day was so good, I jumped up and grabbed my CD case.
Bonez: Would you like to listen to anything?
Dib: Whatever you'd like is fine with me.
Putting in a Blink-182 Cd, I changed it to "First Date" and let it play out while I sank back into my seat.
Dib: So.......you wanted to interview me?
Bonez: Oh yea! Umm........so, are you interested?
He nodded and my smile grew bigger with happy-glee.
Dib: Sure! I'm interested!
Bonez: You're interested???
I gave him one of those slick girl-getting-flirty looks, but I don't think he's even seen one of those so I just sighed and twidled my fingers, thanking god no one else had came.
Bonez: Well.......have you seen the movie House of 1000 Corpses?
His face lit up and I knew we had atleast one interest.
Dib: Yes! Not alot of supernatural, but the blood and gore! It was awesome!
Bonez: Ah yes, especial the part when ---------------, and --------------, I love that movie!
So we talked about horror movies, ghost ones especially, for about 10 minutes before I decided to go in for the kill.
Bonez: Sooooo........do you have any........girlfriends? **hint hint**
Dib just looked at me puzzled not knowing what to do.
Dib: Uhhh.......nooooo, I'm Dib remember? Dib Membraine?
Sitting on my desk, I tried to look as cute and seductive as possible, which for me is trying to make Starvin' Marvin fat.
Bonez: Exactly why I'm interested.
For a moment no one spoke, and as I quite naturally got lost in his honey eyes, the door swung open and scared the bee-geebies outta me. I do not like bee-geebies.
Zim: I am ZIIIIIIIIIIIM! Praise me and the fist that struck you down!
************** A/N: Ah yes....I remember everything. You know I'm getting this from my diary? I'm really a secret agent from Area 51 who's going undercover as a High Skool Freshman. My saxophone's really a secret ray gun named Pichini but bet you didn't know that, huh?
Looking up at the clock on the wall, I sighed thinking how much trouble the IZ crew was going to be in. They were supposed to hold an interview with me for my "Project 59" story, and they were 30 minutes late!
Bonez: Daaaaaaaamn them...........
Finally, at hearing my secretary Bob squeel in fear outside my door, I knew atleast one of them arrived. Question was, which one? While thinking that, someone knocked politely on the door. Jumping off my cluttered desk, I opened the door to see 15-year old Dib standing there staring at Bob, who was shuddering underneath his rolly-chair.
Dib: My head's not that big.......
Bonez: Dib!
Trying to play it cool, I led him inside. Smiling, he sat down in one of the big associate-type chairs before my desk. I closed the door slowly after throwing a picture frame at Bob for being so mean to my big-headed crush. The corner hit his head, knocking him out and causing serious mental problems to come, but that's a different story.
Dib: Hello *--------, (*Even you shall not know my real name!) How've ya been?
Smiling at the thought of him calling me -------, I straightend out my Gray and black pinstripe buisness outfit, which later I found out made me look like the head of the Italian Mafia, (Even though I'm Mexican) and sat behind my desk.
Bonez: Dandy as candy, and you?
Dib: It all depends......do you believe me about Zim?
My smile widened and got one of those anime-happy eyes.
Bonez: ^_^ of course! He's a power-hungry alien with a big ego but small brain, *Jhonen already told me. (*You did......in the dark depths of my imagination)
A grin spread over Dib's face which made me even more happy.
Dib: Well then, it's a good day for me.
Bonez: Me too!
Not thinking he caught on to why my day was so good, I jumped up and grabbed my CD case.
Bonez: Would you like to listen to anything?
Dib: Whatever you'd like is fine with me.
Putting in a Blink-182 Cd, I changed it to "First Date" and let it play out while I sank back into my seat.
Dib: So.......you wanted to interview me?
Bonez: Oh yea! Umm........so, are you interested?
He nodded and my smile grew bigger with happy-glee.
Dib: Sure! I'm interested!
Bonez: You're interested???
I gave him one of those slick girl-getting-flirty looks, but I don't think he's even seen one of those so I just sighed and twidled my fingers, thanking god no one else had came.
Bonez: Well.......have you seen the movie House of 1000 Corpses?
His face lit up and I knew we had atleast one interest.
Dib: Yes! Not alot of supernatural, but the blood and gore! It was awesome!
Bonez: Ah yes, especial the part when ---------------, and --------------, I love that movie!
So we talked about horror movies, ghost ones especially, for about 10 minutes before I decided to go in for the kill.
Bonez: Sooooo........do you have any........girlfriends? **hint hint**
Dib just looked at me puzzled not knowing what to do.
Dib: Uhhh.......nooooo, I'm Dib remember? Dib Membraine?
Sitting on my desk, I tried to look as cute and seductive as possible, which for me is trying to make Starvin' Marvin fat.
Bonez: Exactly why I'm interested.
For a moment no one spoke, and as I quite naturally got lost in his honey eyes, the door swung open and scared the bee-geebies outta me. I do not like bee-geebies.
Zim: I am ZIIIIIIIIIIIM! Praise me and the fist that struck you down!
************** A/N: Ah yes....I remember everything. You know I'm getting this from my diary? I'm really a secret agent from Area 51 who's going undercover as a High Skool Freshman. My saxophone's really a secret ray gun named Pichini but bet you didn't know that, huh?
