A/N: Aaaaaand MORE chapters for this story! Because I feel way more creative when writng this.

Enjoy!

RIIIIINNNGGG!

Lunch time. Dib was used to skipping lunch, but he never got to eat his breakfast. He walked over to see what he could find.

HEY, LISTEN! HEY, LISTEN!

"Okay, this better not be that game again, NaInCom."

"It isn't. You're getting a call from Sourdough District, MC."

Dib smiled. "Oh, pick it up then."

Before the call could start, however, Zim ran up and snatched away the laptop. "Ha, Dib! I have a piece of your stoopid Earth technology at its finest! Now I can-"

Zim's victory rant was interrupted by NaInCom. "IRKEN DETECTED. INITIATING DEFENSE SYSTEM." The computer shot out a bolt of electricity, basically tazing Zim. While the alien was dazed, Dib grabbed his computer back. However, the defense system automatically closed everything he had up on the computer, including the call.

"Aw, come on... Now she'll think I'm ignoring her or something... Nice one, Zim." Dib watched as Zim got up, dusted his clothes off, and strutted away to wherever he decided to sit; obviously glad to ruin Dib's good mood. His new disguise was much better, including slightly tanned skin and all of the correct facial features. But this time, his antennas occasionally stuck out of his wig. They were right now. Dib smirked. He then remembered the call, and was about to call back when-

HEY, LISTEN! HEY, LISTEN!

"What is it this time?" Dib opened up whatever was setting off the alert.

"Gaz started playing Pokemon Green again," NaInCom answered.

"Great... Just great..."

:~:~:

Finally, lunchtime. Those dumbass teachers were really getting on my nerves today. Gaz started up her GSPGS. Selecting Continue as always, she started in the middle of town. Her father ran up to tell her something.

Father: There you are, Gaz! I was almost too busy to give you this!

You got a Pokedex!

Father: Now you will be able to keep track of all the Pokemon you find. I also need you to collect information on this so I know all there is to know on the subject. If I'm going to experiment with different Pokemon, then I will need to know about their various body structures.

Oh, your Pokemon are injured already. Let me heal them for you.

Gaz walked away once he stopped healing her Pokemon. I should probably get to the next town now. She walked out into the tall grass, hoping that she didn't get another visit from her mother. Sure, she missed her mom and wanted to hear from her, but not in public. Talking to a game like that would dub as almost as crazy as Dib!

She almost reached Viridian City when a certain voice almost more irritating than Dib's practically shouted in her ear. "HEY GAZ! Whydon'tyouhaveyourGS5withyou? Ithoughtthatyouwould NEVERputitdown- HEY! IsthatanoldGSPGS? Ididn'tknowyouactuallyhadone! Whatgameareyouplaying? IsthataPokemongame? Whichversion- OMG! IsthataPokemonGreen? HowonEarthdidyougetone? ThosewereonlymadeinJapan, aboutamillionyearsago! Wellactuallyitwas, uh, alittleover42yearsago, butyougettgepoint; thatit'sANCIENTandyouACTUALLYHAVEONE!"

Before the boy could say more, Gaz grabbed him by the throat and pushed him into the ground. "SHUT. UP. This isn't just some game for you to distract me during or be near me during, okay Iggins? Just go away before I kill you. Again."

"But you never kill-" Iggins was pushed grabbed, dragged and stuffed into a dumpster before he could finish. "Okay! Bye Gaz! I'lltalktoyoulater!" Once Gaz was out of earshot, he mumbled to himself, "Why do I get so nervous around her? She hates me, but I just can't help it!" He sunk lower into the garbage to try to think to himself, unaware of the stench surrounding him.

Back to Gaz's game, she stepped foot in Viridian City. She walked around, talked to people, nothing special. However, when she looked around for a gym, there was none. Instead, there was a building with a sign next to it saying:

Trainer Rehabilitation

What the f*ck is this doing here? Gaz didn't step inside the building just yet, she didn't want to start a large part of the storyline while at Skool. She saved and quitted where she was at. Iggins ruined my entire gaming mood right there.

A/N: Not much of the game this time around, sorry guys.

Who was that mysterious girl trying to contact Dib? You will never know! Ahahahaha!

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Well, unless I write another story. But it'll have to wait until I finish The Not-So-Wonderful Life of Dib. Also, in the previous chapter, not everyone may have gotten the "gory ideas from Dib's neighbor" joke. Well, that will be explained in the same, upcoming story, too.

Also, there is a new forum! For roleplaying! At the IZ Skool! Here's the link (replace (dot) with . ):

http:/forum(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/forum/Skool_RP/105241/