Ch 4: rampant insanity

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"Nny! don't do it!" Danny, who had heard the said maniac load bullets into a gun, burst into the forbidden room. The now turned suicidal maniac glared at the boy. "You! You never liked me from the start! So why are you telling me to stop? Don't you want to get rid of me? Have me out of your hair forever?" Danny gave Jhonny a stern look. "You're right on the fact that I don't like you, but that's only because you threatened to kill me- along witheveryone else in this house!" Dib and Edward cautiously crept into the room. "And just because I don't like someone it doesn't mean that I want them dead. Now please, put down the gun. And if you don't, I would suggest shooting those styrofoam doughboys. They're gonna be more of a problem later if they keep it up with their wining." The doughboy that wasn't taking before spoke up. " Hey! I wasn't taking up until now!" Nny gazed at the doughboy that was previously silent. "Mr. Eff. How wonderful for you to join us." If Mr. Eff could move, he would've smiled a menacing grin. "This boy lies to you Nny. So does Psycho Dough Boy. Both filthy liersss, doomed to their own ends. But I don't lie, no. I see what the truth holds. Don't let them drag you down, Nny. Destroy them. You know you've always wanted to." Jhonny was silhouetted against the light that came from who knows where. An evil grin emerged from that silhouette. "You're right, Mr. Eff. I always have wanted to destroy that boy the moment I first saw him." Nny raised the gun so that it was aimed at Danny's heart. "Normally I don't like using guns, but for you..." Jhonny slowly squeezed the trigger, still sporting that menacing smile. "...I'll make an exception"

The gun fired. For a moment, it was like the world moved in slow motion. Danny leaped back, grabbed the shoulders of his companions and went intangible. The bullet passed through Danny as if it went through a wisp of smoke or fog. It lodged into the door. Everyone stared at Danny. Edward and Dib with surprise, Jhonny with shock. "H-how? How did you -? The bullet, it went right through you! But—I shot you!" Danny gazed up at Nny with a smile. "It's gonna take more than a gun to kill me." At that instant, Anna walked into the room. "I heard a gun. I thought the rules were that no one was allowed to kill anyone-" And then she spotted Danny, who was still intangible. "I thought there was something odd about you." the future Shaman Queen said to him. Finally remembering what he was about to do Jhonny shook his head. "Fine!" the homicidal maniac throws the gun to the floor. He then took out the knives he always carried with him. "If I can't shoot you, them I'll have to settle with chopping you to pieces!" But before Nny went so far as a few steps, there was the eerily familiar clang! Of a wok. "Hey! It's you!" Their hostess, Drowningsiren, was in a pink bathrobe without her glasses, wielding the said cooking utensil. "You came just in the nick of time, Drowningsiren. He was about to-"

"he woke me up."

Their hostess said this in an angry and threatening tone that they usually heard from Brock Samson. "I was having such a nice dream, and them I heard a gunshot, which woke me up." Edward ignored her agitated tone. "So ...what were you dreaming about?" The author cast an evil yet mischievous grin. "Ripping the guts out of my classmates and eating them." everyone conscious in the room took a step back from her. "I'm just kidding, guys. No, I was dreaming about someone I knew, and now I realize how much I miss him." Even though the author didn't have her glasses on(I'm nearsighted by the way) she could see that the other's expressions turned from frightened to that Cheshire cat grin that comes about every time I talk to my evil friend concerning such a subject. Drowningsiren blushed "nothing happened! Gezz, you see why I preferred lying to you...no? Well, them. As long as I'm up, I'm going to take a shower—AND NO PEEKING!" she yelled at the three boys as she left the room. They waited until she was out of earshot. "Damn she's paranoid." Dib said. "Look who's talking, Mr. Zim's-up-to-something." Edward chuckled as Dib growled with anger. "You wanna fight again alchemy-freak!"

"Bring it on Paranormal junkie!"

Meanwhile, Haruko was still trying to explain to Zim how she could transmit a message via dead bunny. "As I've said before-" Crash! Dib burst into the room, screaming his lungs off. "What are you up to Dib-pig? Can't you see I'm in the middle of an important conversa–wow, what is that!" Edward charged into the room, wielding his transmutated hand like a sword(well, that's what it looked like). "What were you saying before Dib? Something about me being short?" Haruko decided that enough was enough. She picked up her guitar, and pulled the cord that made it sound like a chainsaw. "Time to give our friend a hand." she then raised her guitar like an ax, and struck Dib across the forehead, the guitar blasting a hanging tune. Dib hit the wall with such a force. When he recovered, he slapped his hands to where he was hit . "What—did—you—do—to—me?"

Haruko smiled. "I thought I would even the odds." And sure enough, right on cue, Dib's head throbbed. "AHHHHHHHHH!" He shouted, half confused, half in pain. Another throb."AHHHHH!" Suddenly a large blob strained it's way out of the paranormal investigator's head. It fell to the floor with a dull thud. Everyone present gathered around it. "It looks like..an egg." Edward, overwhelmed with curiosity, forgot for a moment the reason for fighting. Zim gazed at the egg. "Is it normal for things to came out of a human's head?" he asked Haruko. "Well, not very many people can do this, and this kid (points to Dib, who is unconscious on the floor) is the second one I've met that has this ability. But to be honest an egg was the last thing I expected to come out; I expected robots..." Suddenly the egg twitched. Not predicting this, everyone jumps back. "I think It's gonna hatch!" Yelled the alchemist. The room filled with fearful anticipation. No one dared to move. Slowly, the crack on the egg(that came around at it's first twitch) grew, until finally, the egg burst open. By this time Dib gained consciousness, rubbing his head. "Whoa, what happened...?"He then saw what had just hatched. Spikes ran down it's back and down it's short tail. Dark purple spots spreaded across the thing's small, green, and plump body. It had legs shaped(but not furry) like a kangaroo and short, stubby arms. On it's back were bright purple wings, which, until it grew older, would remain underdeveloped. The creature opened it's eyes which were sideways-tear-drop-shaped. The first thing it saw was the person from which it came out of. "Squeeeeeeeak!" it grinned, showing it's razor-sharp teeth and waddled over to it's 'mommy'. Dib panicked "Ahhh! Get away! Get away!" Dib leapt onto the nearby and convenient dresser, thus evading the little monster. Letting out a squeak of despair, the creature left the room. "What was that?" Edward asked whoever could answer. "A baby Chupacabra." Dib responded, stepping off the dresser.

(A/N: I know, the chapter's pretty short, but who cares? Wow, for once I have nothing to say. No lengthy explanations on how late I am with updating. That's pretty weird. But then again, I live in a weird town. You see, it's one of those towns that whatever can happen will happen. Like...hobos. We got a lot of them here. Sometimes they get entertaining, and other times they're downright scary. Most of them live by the river. I remember this one time, my friend and I were exploring the river bank and stumbled across a hobo encampment! And from that day forward, we have referred to that particular area as Hoboville. I think this will have some importance to the plot...maybe not. Who knows?)