Sorry for that huge delay, but I have had writers block. If it seems to end too quick, sorry. R& R!
Cindy ran to the computer. Jimmy gave her a code to get into the computer's microchip maker.
Sheen, scared out of his mind, grabbed a laser gun and prepared.
"So I'm just supposed to run out there and annoy them?" ask Sheen.
"Yup, try some magic tricks or something until the army comes." responded Jimmy, "Just don't piss them off!"
"Got it!" yelled Sheen. He ran out thinking what to do to distract them.
Libby called the operator, not knowing the armies' phone number, and waited for an answer. "I'm not getting an answer Jimmy!" screamed Libby at the nervous boy genius.
"The zombies may have cut the phone-lines!" He said, "Try fling to the army base with Goddard."
"O.K!" she ran to Goddard and they flew off.
"I got to the microchips!" Cindy yelled in excitement.
"Good, now help me get this robot into that micro-chip insertion machine." Jimmy told Cindy. She quickly went to him.
Meanwhile, Sheen began his distracting.
"Hey zombies! You like magic tricks!" He yelled.
The zombies looked on in confusion and prepared to attack.
"Whoa, how about not, but what do they like…" He thought for a moment and thought "Death!"
He pulled out his Ultra Lord. He began to rip off its fingers one by one. The zombies liked it. Sheen made screaming noises to help the effect.
By now Cindy and Jimmy had inserted the chip into a robot. "Great!" Jimmy happily yelled, "Now we just have to clone it."
The zombies were entertained by Sheen. "Shit, all there is now are the legs, head, and torso." Sheen whispered to himself.
There was not much more time. Jimmy and Cindy got the robot into the cloning machine and typed 5000. The machine began making the robots.
By now Sheen's ultra lord only had a head and torso. He ripped the head off. "Shit." He said. The zombies prepared for attack with their leader in front.
Sheen was scared as hell until he heard a sound that made him feel good for the first time through the entire day, "Charge!"
Libby and Goddard had returned, with nearly 100 tanks, 50 jets, and 1000 men.
The battle began, and Jimmy's robots joined in soon after.
Explosions were everywhere. Guts, blood, and robot pieces piled on the ground. Libby, Sheen, and Cindy fought with laser guns while Jimmy rode on Goddard.
Nearly 10 hours later, there were no jets, 8 tanks, 10 men, 100 robots, and no zombies.
"We won!" yelled Jimmy in extreme happiness. The group celebrated the remainder of the day.
At 11:43 p.m, Sheen asked Jimmy, "Is there still time for trick or treating?"
Well, that's it. I will soon add a chapter to this story telling what my next two stories will be about. Please tell me your opinions in your reviews.
And to those who think I am evil and sick because of this and Jimmy Gone Mad, I apologize, however it is one of my best ways of writing.