Chapter 2 : Poopy what?!?

Gir: (Talking to the toilet) Will you pleeeeeeease some to my party Mr. Poopy Chair?

Toilet: ::Flushes::

Gir: Yeah!!!!Weeeheeeheeehooo!

Zim: Gir, who are you talking to in there?

Gir: Myself!

Zim: ...robots...

Girs suits up in doggie suit and walks over to Gaz and Dib's house

Gir knocks on their door

Gaz: Who is it?

Gir: It's me, Gir!!!

Gaz: Do I know you?

Gir: Yeah, i think so.

Gaz: What do you want?

Gir: Can you come to my party tomorrow and Dib can come and we'll be having fun fun fun!!

Gaz: Look, if this is about me blowing up the skool, it never happened.

Gir: blinks cluelessly

Gaz: Hold on...(Dib wanna go to Zim and Gir's party tomorrow?...ok. fine.)

Gir: Sooooooooo?

Gaz: We'll come. You'd better have chips though...

Gir: We will!!!



Gir goes home to find yet again another very aggravated Zim.

Zim: GIR!!!You LEFT the house while you had a POTATO in the microwave?!?

Gir: ...oopsie.

Zim: You BLEW UP the microwave!!!

Gir: Wait...that wasn't me! That was you!!!Heeheeheeheehee!

Zim: ...

Zim blushes at his own ignorance and stupidity

Zim: Er...I'm going to the lab.

Zim runs quickly to his lab. Gir follows him.

Zim: Why did you follow me? Shouldn't you be out doing something for your gathering or something? Did you invite all the guests?

Gir: Yes sir, yes I have!

Zim: Good. Now we must get "decorations" up. You do that while I go and buy us a new microwave.

Zim leaves and Gir is left...alone... to decorate the house. I smell disaster brewing.