The Return of There is still insanity, in the year 2013

Chapter Six. Zim is a Real Pushover.  

Zim watched his security cameras angrily. Since when was his base so easy to break into? He cursed Dib and decided to destroy him right there and then. He ran back into the room he was keeping Dib captive. GIR was still "singing" and Dib looked haggard just by listening to the robot nonstop.

            "I'm going to give you one more chance to surrender."

            "I'll never tell you anything!" Dib replied in a voice that was a lot more tired sounding than it looks.

            "Fine then. Goodbye Dib, it's been nice knowing you, but it's about time you die."

            Zim drew pulled out a gun, and aimed it at Dib. But as fanfic magic would have it, at that moment Squee and the others burst through the door. Zim whirled around and growled rabidly at the newcomers.

            "You guys came! You actually came!" Dib shouted.

            "Yeah, well it's not as if we had anything better to do. But don't get use to it!" Gaz said.

            Zim's slightly upset face twisted into an angry face and he shouted for GIR. "Attack them GIR!!!"

             GIR screamed as he bounded in front of the freedom fighters. They all took a step back from the insane robot. He started to shake and then Keef's eyes grew wide with fear. "He's going to explode!!!" He shouted with many exclamation points.

            They all ducked for cover as GIR exploded into many robot pieces. Luckily they weren't damaged, or at least, they weren't damaged much. Squee, being the next heroic character after Dib, ran past Zim and undid the locks that were holding Dib. He did this using mystical powers that only heroes could have. Okay, actually he had a lock pick, but that's not the point.

            "Okay Zim! Now we will defeat you!" Dib shouted in glee.

            "Actually, I think we should run," Squee said, because he was very logical.

            "But he's right there! We can't just leave him!"

            "We ran out of bullets because of the fight with the hamster guards! He's obviously going to call more and we can't hold them off!"

            "Yeah!," Keef said from across the room, "Zim even sacrificed his life for us!"

            "His squirrel died?" Dib asked, "Alright! I mean, I'm sorry for your loss Keef."

            Meanwhile, while the heroes engaged in mindless chatter, Zim was screaming into his radio device thing. "Guards! Guards! Where are you! Get here at once!"

            The hamsters finally arrived, and the Dib and the others jumped out of the window leaving Squee behind. Squee was afraid of heights.

            "Okay, let's see…I could stay, but I would be killed…I don't really want to jump out…But…Oh fine…" He closed his eyes, and crawled out the window. Clinging to the side of the wall, he inched along.

            "What are you doing Squee?" he heard Gaz ask him. He opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the voice. She was standing on the ground below him. "That window is only three feet high."

            "Heh, I knew that," Squee replied wearily and he dropped down. Zim and the guards had finally reached the window by then, and the hamsters started to run after them while Zim continued to shout like a maniac. The rebels ran for the gate with dogs and hamsters at their heels.

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            Later that day the rebels were all sitting at their inexplicably high tech base, talking. Everyone had made it home safe except for "Zim."

            "I don't get it. Why didn't Zim kill us? He had a lot of opportunities to, but he called for his guards instead of pulling out a gun or something," Squee wondered over his Frappachino.

            "You don't get it, do you Squee? Zim is as big of an idiot as Dib," Gaz said.

Torque lifted stuff.

            "Zim couldn't kill us immediately; it's against the code of the evil villain! Even if he had pulled a gun on us, he would have missed and shot us in the shoulder or something. Either that or he would have killed a minor character," Keef said cheerfully. Almost too cheerfully for a minor character who had just lost his bestest friend. But then, the less angst we get the better.

            "We'll stop him," Dib said confidently, "Someday, we'll defeat him…"

The End.

AN: Well, here it is. The final Chapter. This went so long without being posted for several reasons. For one, I forgot about it. I just rediscovered it on my computer yesterday.

For another, the ending sucks. Really bad. This was about when the writers block hit, as you can tell. But considering that it is an ending, and that the first half is funny, I decided to post it now. Better late than never.

I really enjoyed writing this story. And looking back now, I really am proud of most of it. For someone like me who cannot write at all…this is very good. So I'm really glad that it finally has an ending. Maybe someday, I'll come up with a sequel, but it's not likely.