seduces me-celine dion
love me dead-ludo
stay- I don't know who sung it first it's an old song, cindy lauper remade it and it was in dirty dancing.
the banana boat song aka day-o
Le vien rosa?... it's an old french love song
it's a dangerous game- from jeckel and hyde the gothic musical, very cool.
I won't say it. (that I'm in love) - hercules.
please don't let me be misunderstood- cindi lauper
You really got a hold on me- another old song that's been sung by lot's of people, whrn I listen to it it makes me think of invader zim.
she's got a secret smile- don't know
I'm a bitch-meredith brooks
If you go away-cindi lauper again. sexy song
moonlight serenade- glenn miller a really, really old song
the doom song-Gir
I hope you guys like this as much as the last one. I also plan on DaTr, but not in this chapter. but you will see Red/Purple . Up above is a soundtrack lol. I put music to everything.
Bride of Doom Chapter 2
Think, think, think, think, THINK! Was the mantra Zim was yelling in his mind as he was trying to get things ready for the big day. He needed to find a tux, a best man, teach Gir not to eat the rings, figure out what cake was best, find the perfect honeymoon spot... He was thinking planet Hostage, they have discounts on every coulpe who was blackmailed into marrying. And it might be a good idea to tell Gaz they were getting married. Hell, it was probaly a good idea if he talked to Gaz without getting maimed. So much to do, so little help. Maybe he could trick the tallests into helping.
Zim sighed frustrated trying to think about what he was going to do with the Dib-stink and what to turn Earth into. Maybe a nice bed and breakfast planet, or better yet a prison planet. He looked up at his moniters to see what was going on in the Membrane household. He had found Dib's spying camera and switched the frequency waves to spy on Dib. He smiled as he saw Gaz with poster-boards and markers. She must be going to another protest... strange how she once didn't care and now she's fighting for "world peace". Silly, silly, human. But she was his human, or at least will be soon enough. Zim believed that she didn't really care about those protests and the cause, she just wanted to be part of the chaos. He sighed contently before he was attacked from behind by some rabid little robot.
"TV PEOPLE ARE HERE...WAHHHHH" Gir screamed as he squeezed his master's face. "They didn't bring the monkey...WHY DID THEY NOT BRING THE SCARY MONKEY?"
"Gir, remember what I told you about the tv 'talking' to you, wanting you to do things? You're supposed to take your happy skittles to make them leave." Zim hisssed through gritted teeth.
"No, not those tv people... THE TALL PEOPLE!...they be so nice and greeeeeeeen." Gir continued some jibberish language as he hugged Zim's head. Zim realized he was talking about the tallest and rushed to greet his 'dearest' guests. But when he got to the living room he couldn't see them. Was Gir imagining things? That's when he noticed the front door wide open and the two tall, no-human, strange, monster looking aliens standing in the front yard in plain daylight.
"MY TALLEST! GET OFF THE YARD!" Zim screeched.
"Is that any kind of a greeting, Zim?" Red glared.
"Really...How rude can you be, invite us over, then yell at as telling us to leave without offering snacks?" Nodded Purple. Zim had to think fast before someone saw them.
"Uh...what I meant was... there are no snacks out there, yeah! If you just stand there these hoomans might not believe you're royalty!" Zim lied, before the two taller aliens rushed inside, shoving something in his hands. "Huh?"
"A wedding present..." Red explained as Zim opened it to reveal a sandwhich of the month membership card. "Why am I not surprised?" Zim asked himself.
"I thought you said you were bringing snacks?"
"What do you think's in the suitcases? Which by the way, we carried off the ship, bring them in!" Purple pointed outside at the small mountain of luggage. It took Zim almost an hour to drag them inside and put the snacks up, while Red, Purple, and Gir just watched slurping suck-monkeys.
"Well now that's done, let's discuss disguises..." Zim started.
"Why? We're the tallest, they'll be glad to see us." Red stated. Zim pondered if he should tell them that the human race didn't know who they were much less that the irken race existed. But if he told them the truth, they might be a little difficult to deal with for their visit, so he made something up.
"Yes, that's why you need disguises, hoo-mans get so excited, they form a blood thirsty mob! They'll tear you limb from limb, then sell them on e-bay." Zim held his breath to see if they bought it, for they did like fame, but they also like living.
"Err...fine, what do you suggest?" Purple rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. Zim led them down to the base and to a chamber full of moniters, with old black and white shows playing. much like the ones the robot parents were supposed to watch. There was Wussie, the show about the dog that ran away everytime Jimmy fell down a well, 'Leave it to Woodchuck'... don't ask, 'The Degrading Bunch' and 'The Andy Pheonix Show'...that had a lot of pie and whistling.
"These are the average Earth units, also known as "families"." Zim looked at the screens as if he were about to fight for his life. "This is how hoo-mans act and look."
"The horror..." Red stared in shock.
"I have much to do... I wish you well and may the irken force be with you, sirs." Zim, saluted as Gir sat down in the middle of the room."I love this show..." Leaving the two rulers to fend for themselves as the mind-numbing content was burned into their retinas. All they could do was hold hands to keep from losing their minds.
"Hello, Jimmy...How was school?"said a man smoking a pipe.
"Swell, Dad... May I have a cookie,Mother?"
"Only one, but wash behind your ears first." said the woman in dress and apron. She smiled as Jimmy ran out with his cookie.
"Ruff Ruff..."barked a dog.
"What is that you say,girl? Jimmy fell down a well full of snakes and you ditched him?" Dad gasped taking his pipe out of his mouth.
"Will he ever learn?" Mother and all laughed as new characters came on.
"Honey, I'm home!" Said Faither.
"Wait...isn't that the same guy from the last show? How many families does he have? IT'S JUST WRONG!" Red shouted at the screens only to be shushed by Gir and Purple. "I think he's a smart man if he can hide that many families from eachother...I mean it insures he has thousands of offspring to take over his job at the bank." Purple mused.
"Welcome home, Dear. How was your day?" Mother asked father as she kissed his cheek.
"It was a back-breaker." Father complained. "Please, he's done nothing but sit in an office." Red sneered.
"I know, it's genious!" Chewed Purple, finding popcorn in Gir's head.
"Hello, Father." Bounced a teenage girl in a poodle skirt. "May I have some money to buy a milkshake after the sock-hop this Friday?"
"Money? Sock-hop?"
"Honey, wait till Father has had his supper before being a typical teenage girl. I made a healthy meat-loaf!" Mother smiled.
"She's amazing..." Red stated, also now eating popcorn.
"What's so amazing about her?" Snorted Purple.
"You're kidding, right? She cooks, cleans, visit neighbors, run errands, reproduces, programs her children's minds to her will all before 1:00 pm!" Red pointed at the screens.
"All things a wife is supposed to do. Now Father, he can leave the house all day and be excused, earn more money, play more golf, smoke a cool pipe, play ball with the boys and teach the girls to obey as well, and earn respect without having to do as much work. Who's smarter, I ask?" Purple argued.
"This is going to be a long trip..." Glared Red.
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