HA! Two chapters in a night! I got an idea for my ending, so I decided to write it. Yes, not a single thing in my fanfictions is ever thought out.
For all that may be wondering, Gir, while disecting himself, turned on a hologram to make it look like he had doggie parts. Now that he's smart and all. I didn't really think of explaining. Oh well. I can turn blue at will.
DISCLAIMER: I am not Jhonen Vasquez. Even when I dream I am. Because I always wake up. The dreams. They taunt me. I don't like it.
SAD NEWS! THE WRITER GIRL HAS JUST BEEN EATEN ALIVE BY ANGRY FAN-GIRLS! ISN'T THAT NEAT? SO I, DANNY, IS GOING TO WRITE THIS ALL DOWN FOR HER! I'VE NEVER WRITEN ANYTHING BEFORE IN MY LIFE! YEAH!
WELL, THE CONTEST IS GOING PETTY WELL, AND LOOKIT ME! I'M SO GOOD AT ALL THE ANNOUNCING! BUT WHAT'S THAT? HEY, THAT BIG-HEAD BOY IS COMIN' IN AND HE'S YELLIN' ALL CRAZY-LIKE LIKE SOME KINDA CRAZY GUY! WHOOO! AND BUY, LOOK AT THAT CAT! IT'S HUGE! IT'S...
WHAM!
Sorry about that. I got thrown up by some Fan-Girl named Gretchen, because she forgot to use the oven. Her teeth were horrid. Ahem, anyhow, on with what's happening.
"It's over, ZIM! I'm going to stop you! MONROE!"
Monroe padded towards Dib.
"Here, kitty! Chase the ball!" Dib said, while throwing a bouncy ball out of the stadium. Monroe happily bounded for it, and all of the dogs chased it. Gir, acting like a normal dog to more extreme measures, ran the fastest.
"I DID IT! THE WORLD IS SAVED!"
"Hey! That boy just ruined the rest of the show!"
"Yeah, let's get him!"
"Getting him ROCKS!"
So, they all become angry and do the whole "Let's beat up Dib" thing. This pleases Zim.
"Another evil mission a sucess! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! For this was my real plan all along! GIR! Take me home! Gir? GIR?"
Gir however, was somewhere with Monroe, playing catch. Aww... what a happy little ending! n.n
That's all! Don't eat me raw, now, you hear? Review, and check out my profile. Tis been updated!