Chapter Two
by Xirbot, Robot of Planet Chicken-Fried-Steak
Summary: Thanks to Gir, the entire planet dies in a horrible implosion of doom. Dodedodedo...WAFFLES!
Disclaimer: See your doctor. It may be lactose-intolerance.
Author's Notes: I got a lot of reviews on this one by my standards. So, I decided to destroy writer's block again and update it. Except for some reason it has nothing to do with chapter one.
"I'M DANCIN LIKE A FLAMINGO!"
"SILENCE!"
"Squeak."
"I gotta eat that fish."
"No! No fish-eating!"
"WA! WAHAHA!"
"NO! This earth fish is crucial to the MISSION!"
"Squeak!"
"The slightest sound could cause the fish to implode, dooming all of mankind..."
"Oooh. I uuunderstand."
"Good. Now go monitor earth broadcasts."
"YAAAY I'M GONNA WATCH TV INSTEAD!"
"And on the next episode of 'This Old House', we will learn how to fuse a moose to a tree."
"WOOHOO! Dodedodedo."
"Squeak."
"GIR!"
"Yeees?"
"Don't...say...a word. It is your duty!"
(sound effect of silence)
(crickets chirp)
(tumbleweed rolls past)
(cold wind blows)
"Hehe...duty."
(sound effect of earth goldfish imploding)
"NOOOOO!"
(sound effect of entire base imploding)
"My brain! My brain! It hurts it to think!"
"Squeak!"
"RAAAAAAAAHHA!"
"Look momma! That house's 'sploding!"
"NOOOOOO!"
"Look momma! It's Peepi the hamster, coming to saaave us alll."
"Hooray for Peepi!"
"And that, children, is how a pet goldfish doomed us all."
"Is that why we all live in this protective dome in space?"
"No. No, it isn't."
The end.
#entire fic bursts into flames#
O.O #stares at the flames# Neat!