Okay, I forewarn you readers before you read this madness that I have no life and no idea where this is going. I was reading a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac fan fiction (well, maybe more than one...) when this miraculous idea of miracles appeared. It was originally going to be a JtHM one but I can't write Nny to save my life. As a matter of fact, I can't write Squee or Devi or Shmee either. I have no mad skillz that pay my billz even though I have no billz to pay.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters except for the ones you don't recognize, such as Polaris Eleven (which is moi) and Tory. All of these other characters are owned by the Almighty Jhonen Vasquez. I'd sell my soul for these characters except I already sold it to the devil so I could get a C in Pre-Algebra. So...No bargaining chips for me! ON WITH THE STORY!
Tory Thomas raced down the hallway to Polaris Eleven's room. She pounded on the door as if her life depended on it.
Polaris answered her door, looking exhausted. Franz Ferdinand played in the background and Polaris was holding the phone up to her ear.
"Oh did I interrupt?" Tory questioned her friend, listening to the music.
Polaris shook her head. "You ready for the fan fiction?"
"HELLZ YEAH! BRING IT ON MY HOMIE G-DOG BEEFY CHEESE YO!" Tory screamed cheerfully.
Polaris stared. "Okay... A bit too happy there... Anyways... Hold on a sec." Polaris shut the door and murmured something into the phone. She opened the door and allowed Tory entrance to Polaris's Amazing Room of Ever-So Spooky Doom.
Polaris set the phone down on her desk and clicked off her CD player.
"So what are we doing to write this fan fiction?" Tory asked.
"Uhm... Let's see... We're going to borrow Zim, GIR, Gaz, and Dib for a little while and write the madness..." Polaris paused and began hunting for any one of her three Invader Zim DVDs. "And maybe make a few friends along the way!"
Tory rolled her eyes at her friend's teacher-imitation.
"Aha! Found it!"
Polaris picked up "Invader Zim: Vol. 2: Progressive Stupidity" and popped it into her DVD player. She pressed Play and waited for the Media Blasters opening to stop and open up to the Main Menu. Polaris pressed Play once more and had her finger poised over a lime green button on her DVD remote.
"You ready for some insanity?" she asked.
"Of course!" Tory said as if it were the most obvious thing she'd ever heard.
"Alright," and with that Polaris pressed the button. Polaris and Tory disappeared from the room.
Something was wrong. Dib could sense it. Something was just no quite right today. He mentioned it to Gaz but Gaz groaned and told him to shut up.
Dib went to class, still having that odd feeling that something was wrong. Could it be Zim? No... Zim was in class, just sitting there probably working on his next plan of world conquest.
The bell rang and everyone was seated. Ms. Bitters started her lecture on different ways the world could end. Dib watched Zim listen intently but knew he wasn't going to use any of the ideas provided. Zim was too smart for that. Wait, no he was too stupid for that.
Dib received an unexpected tap on his shoulder from behind him. He spun around, wondering why someone would want to talk to him.
Behind him sat a girl he never noticed before. "Hola!" she greeted him.
Another girl Dib hadn't noticed before nudged the other one irritably. "That so was not in the script," she hissed, tossing her black hair from her shoulder.
"I don't care!" the one that tapped him said. "Polaris, how are we going to get them out of here? Maybe we can get them all go to the library... If there's a library..."
The other girl, Polaris, sighed and raised her hand. Ms. Bitters ignored it and went on with her speech on the Earth's eminent doom with a kind of religious fervor.
"She isn't answering..."
"I noticed, Captain Obvious."
"Alright." The girl sitting behind Dib said. She glanced up at him. "Okay, Dib? My name is Tory and we're...uh...we're going to..."
"Oh I don't know!" Polaris said. "Just grab him and go! I'll get Zim and Gaz. We'll pick up GIR later I suppose! Now go!"
Tory nodded and stood, grabbing Dib's shoulder. She pulled out some kind of remote control and pressed a button. Dib and Tory disappeared.
Polaris jumped up out of her seat and raced over to Zim's desk. She grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him out of the classroom.
"You filthy pig-weasel! What are you doing?" Zim questioned with much confusion. "I am trying to have a normal skool day like any other skool child! Now let me resume my studies in peace!"
"Sorry Zim but that is impossible..." Polaris mumbled. She then realized how mildly annoying Zim's emphasizing every other word thing was.
Polaris tugged Zim down the hallway, searching for Gaz's classroom. After moments of hunting she found it. "Now, stay here Zim." Polaris said as if she were talking to a preschooler.
Polaris snuck into the classroom stealthily and edged over to Gaz's desk. Polaris moved behind Gaz and shook her.
"What?"
"Gaz... There's this awesome new game that just came out for the GS2! It's Vampire Piggy Hunter 3, with better graphics and harder levels... You wanna play?" Polaris lied.
Even if Gaz had said no, Polaris would have grabbed her and dragged her into the hallway with Zim, which was what she ended up doing anyway.
"Bring me back to class right now! If you value your life any, you will bring me back right now!" Gaz demanded.
"Gimme a second..." Polaris mumbled, not listening.
Gaz curled her hands into a fist and was about the swing when Tory appeared in a flash of green light.
"You got Dib right?" Polaris asked.
Tory nodded. She grabbed Gaz's arm, Polaris's arm, and Zim's head. Polaris pushed the lime green button and they vanished from the hallway, leaving a hall monitor in shock. He turned around and ran to the skool therapist's office, under the impression that his medication wasn't working.
AND NOW FOR AN AUTHOR'S NOTE....
My God it sounded horrible didn't it?! Ack, I knew it I knew it! No mad skillz... sob Pfft I don't care! Well, yes I do but oh well! If you guys hang with me and deal with my crappy beginning chapters you will be greatly rewarded! Please review.... I need something else besides medication to keep me from going sane... No Mommy, I swear I've been taking my pills this time... I swear... I'm not lying... They aren't working anymore... No Mommy not the belt! I don't need a whipping! I'm not lying!
Maybe I do need some pills... Hmmm...
