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Zims Stinky Weapons of Stinky Doom
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The Chapter In Which Stinkiness Comes... And GIR Gets Annoyingish. ISH!!
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NARRATOR: [in a horrible British accent that makes you want to pop your own eardrums] When we last left Dim...
A/N: Well, It's actually... Zim... (Wow... Ellipses ARE Fun!)
NARRATOR: Yes... ZIM was to receive some weapony type... THINGS from those really tall guys and--
A/N: [pushes Narrator out of the way] Just on wif teh FIIIIC!! Yey.
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ZIM: [twitching in anticipation] Weaponsss... I will have weapons. And I will blow up Dib's STUPID, HUGE, HIPPO HEAD!
GIR: [somehow hanging from the ceiling] Hippos! Heeheeehee! Hippos are FAT! I liiiiiiike Hiiiiiiippos...
ZIM: Yes GIR, Hippos.
[The Doorbell rings]
GIR: [falls from the ceiling] Mah taquitos!
[GIR runs to the door and pulls it open, revealing a huge boxish thing addressed to Zim]
GIR: YOU NOT MAH TAQUITOS!! [slams the door]
ZIM: MY WEAPONS!! You know, I should really try to stop those outbursts like that...
GIR: [nods with his tongue halfway out]
ZIM: [walks triumphantly to the door] Hello weaponsss... [hug]
GIR: Awww... Weapons and Zim.. YOU GUYS ARE SO CYOOT!! [runs off yelling something about piggehs again]
ZIM: Now, for the moment I have been DREAMING OF! Well, no... THIIINKING OF then... I'm happy about the weapons you get it.
[Zim opens the box and pulls out what looks like and oversized bendy straw with a funnel in one end. There is a label above the funnel]
ZIM: Insert the... [mumble] Ewww! Thats just sick! GIR!! I NEED DOOKIE!!
GIR: Weee! Dookeh!! [takes the Straw and comes back a minute later]
ZIM: Hmm... I wonder what the dookie was f-- [presses the trigger] AUGH!! IT STINKS!! SOOO MUUCH!!
[In fact, It stinks so much, that Zims disguise melts off and his eyes begin to burn]
DIB: [Walking by wearing a pig suit] Eh?
GIR: [Sees Dib] Its... A PIGGEH!!! [runs at Dib]
DIB: NOO! ITS JUST A DISGUISE!! I'M JUST DIB!! [still running] Wait, why did I say that? [runs into the Tree]
GIR: YAY! [jumps on Dibs head] You smell like BACON! Why you eatin yo'self piggeeeehhh?
ZIM: Dib, prepare your HUGGANTURAOUS head for dookie DOOM!
DIB: Hugganturaous isn't a w--
ZIM: SIIILENCE!! Now, feel the stink! [pulls the trigger and a brown cloud SLOWLY wafts towardes Dib]
DIB: When does the doom come, Zim?
ZIM: Oh, human, silly human. Do not worry your smelly little... no, not little...
DIB: Stop with the cracks already!
ZIM: But they're so EASY to put into the plot without thinking of anything truly clever! And th-- [is closer to the Straw and so he smells it first] AUUUGGGHHH!! THE STIIINNK!!!
DIB: Hey, Zim? I'm gonna go now [turns to GIR, who is now trying to feed the security gnomes waffles] Put these bombs in Zims house so he'll blow up and stuff. [walks off]
GIR: Oooookie-dokie!!
ZIM: [writhing in pain.. stink.. erm] CUURRSSEE YOU.. Self-Torture Products Inc? Ok, CUURRRSSEEE YOOOOUUUU!!!!!
[TO BE CONCLUDED]
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A/N: Fwee! I thought that chappy was pretty good! And thanks for the reviews peoples! xD... There will be at least one more chapter of whatever this is... Hehe.
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ZIM is copyright Viacom and some people. But one day, oh yes ONE DAY I SHALL OWN TEH ZIMMEH!!! And then I'll do all kind of stupid corporate thingies... XDD
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Oh, and, TEH FICCEH STILL MIIIIIINE!!!!!!
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NARRATOR: [in a horrible British accent that makes you want to pop your own eardrums] When we last left Dim...
A/N: Well, It's actually... Zim... (Wow... Ellipses ARE Fun!)
NARRATOR: Yes... ZIM was to receive some weapony type... THINGS from those really tall guys and--
A/N: [pushes Narrator out of the way] Just on wif teh FIIIIC!! Yey.
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ZIM: [twitching in anticipation] Weaponsss... I will have weapons. And I will blow up Dib's STUPID, HUGE, HIPPO HEAD!
GIR: [somehow hanging from the ceiling] Hippos! Heeheeehee! Hippos are FAT! I liiiiiiike Hiiiiiiippos...
ZIM: Yes GIR, Hippos.
[The Doorbell rings]
GIR: [falls from the ceiling] Mah taquitos!
[GIR runs to the door and pulls it open, revealing a huge boxish thing addressed to Zim]
GIR: YOU NOT MAH TAQUITOS!! [slams the door]
ZIM: MY WEAPONS!! You know, I should really try to stop those outbursts like that...
GIR: [nods with his tongue halfway out]
ZIM: [walks triumphantly to the door] Hello weaponsss... [hug]
GIR: Awww... Weapons and Zim.. YOU GUYS ARE SO CYOOT!! [runs off yelling something about piggehs again]
ZIM: Now, for the moment I have been DREAMING OF! Well, no... THIIINKING OF then... I'm happy about the weapons you get it.
[Zim opens the box and pulls out what looks like and oversized bendy straw with a funnel in one end. There is a label above the funnel]
ZIM: Insert the... [mumble] Ewww! Thats just sick! GIR!! I NEED DOOKIE!!
GIR: Weee! Dookeh!! [takes the Straw and comes back a minute later]
ZIM: Hmm... I wonder what the dookie was f-- [presses the trigger] AUGH!! IT STINKS!! SOOO MUUCH!!
[In fact, It stinks so much, that Zims disguise melts off and his eyes begin to burn]
DIB: [Walking by wearing a pig suit] Eh?
GIR: [Sees Dib] Its... A PIGGEH!!! [runs at Dib]
DIB: NOO! ITS JUST A DISGUISE!! I'M JUST DIB!! [still running] Wait, why did I say that? [runs into the Tree]
GIR: YAY! [jumps on Dibs head] You smell like BACON! Why you eatin yo'self piggeeeehhh?
ZIM: Dib, prepare your HUGGANTURAOUS head for dookie DOOM!
DIB: Hugganturaous isn't a w--
ZIM: SIIILENCE!! Now, feel the stink! [pulls the trigger and a brown cloud SLOWLY wafts towardes Dib]
DIB: When does the doom come, Zim?
ZIM: Oh, human, silly human. Do not worry your smelly little... no, not little...
DIB: Stop with the cracks already!
ZIM: But they're so EASY to put into the plot without thinking of anything truly clever! And th-- [is closer to the Straw and so he smells it first] AUUUGGGHHH!! THE STIIINNK!!!
DIB: Hey, Zim? I'm gonna go now [turns to GIR, who is now trying to feed the security gnomes waffles] Put these bombs in Zims house so he'll blow up and stuff. [walks off]
GIR: Oooookie-dokie!!
ZIM: [writhing in pain.. stink.. erm] CUURRSSEE YOU.. Self-Torture Products Inc? Ok, CUURRRSSEEE YOOOOUUUU!!!!!
[TO BE CONCLUDED]
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A/N: Fwee! I thought that chappy was pretty good! And thanks for the reviews peoples! xD... There will be at least one more chapter of whatever this is... Hehe.
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ZIM is copyright Viacom and some people. But one day, oh yes ONE DAY I SHALL OWN TEH ZIMMEH!!! And then I'll do all kind of stupid corporate thingies... XDD
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Oh, and, TEH FICCEH STILL MIIIIIINE!!!!!!
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