They found themselves at Zim's house fairly quickly, maybe things just move faster in musicals. But Dib wasn't noticing that, he was too busy recovering from such a loud song. He pounded his fist on the door and as soon as it started to open, he lunged, grabbing Zim around the neck.
"What've you done Zim? Everyone's singing and I know you have something to do with this!"
Zim shoved Dib to the side and brushed himself off, "I expected you would be showing up, but it wasn't me this time, Dib-stink!"
Zim noticed Gaz, arms folded and starting at the floor, behind Dib. His face flushed but he distracted himself by punching Dib in the arm.
"We need to stop it, now, before we start singing stuff as well." Dib demanded, holding his now dead arm.
"So, how did you notice this abomination?" Zim asked, turning his back on the pair of them.
Out of no-where, a beat started pumping into the air, all three of them stared in horror and words started rushing into their minds. They each tried to cover their mouths and bite on their tongues, but the music was too strong for them.
(Tik Toc - Ke$ha) had to cut the song short for length, only the last verse xxx
Dib:
I woke up this morning with a song with a song in my head.
(Gaz: oh not again!)
Grabbed my glasses and my gear as I jumped outta bed,
In skool and I noticed that the world was loud in a song,
it didn't take long to guess who was in the wrong! (points at Zim)
Zim:
HA! That is where you fail, Dib,
It all started with GIR, now,
This is going nowhere!
GIR was just,
playing with his i-pod,
next to a machine and,
then things gotta bit messy...
Gaz:
Shut up, Dib and Zim,
your sounds are so irritating!
Fix this, before, I slam your heads in the door!
You know, I'm serious,
This musical really sucks!
GIR (and Mini-moose):
I kinda like it, (squeak!)
What's the problem? (squeak!)
Zim:
The problem GIR,
is that this is wrong,
the universe was never meant,
to in some sort of song!
I just need to fix,
the machine before someone starts, another tune!
GIR (and Mini-moose):
Hey I like this song! (squeak!)
Wonder if it will last long? (squeak!)
(Cut to the group working together, reluctantly to fix the machine, a small explosion throws them backwards)
Dib (brushing himself down):
I never really thought that I would end up here,
asking you for help was the worse EVER idea!
You don't know what you're doing and you taking too long!
Zim (rubbing his temple):
I'm going to destroy you when we've finished this song!
(Back to work!)
We just need to turn this screw and,
maybe this will work and...
gonna get GIR after this...
Gaz:
Now lets get this over with,
or you gonna blow a fuse,
or blow the place up,
I actually don't care...
Dib:
I don't understand,
why this isn't working,
despite us singing,
we've been here for hours,
It's like, its a real musical!
Gaz:
Very good Dib,
Note sarcasm...
Zim:
Ha! Ha! Nice one,
win for the Dib-sis!
Now can we just get,
this over and done with!
It seems, we need a part
I'll have to order it.
Dib:
Well that's just great! Sigh.
How long will that be!
Zim:
Lets see, I'll order it,
From my contacts,
from the Irken prison,
It should be here,
In a day or two…
Dib:
Well, that's just great!
So we're stuck now?
(Dib and Zim start fighting)
AGH! I can't believe, you started this!
You're so dead!
Order that part now!
So we are,
stuck in song,
CONSTANT SONG!
(Gaz manages to prise the two apart and smack their heads together)
Gaz:
Shut up! We can cope for a few more days...
Dib:
No Gaz! Not the point!
I really cannot stand to sing!
Zim:
Trust me, it's not great,
hearing you either!
GIR:
Wow, really long song!
Should I make some waffles?
All:
NO!
Suddenly, the beat faded and everyone feel silent.
"Is it over?" Dib whispered, nervously.
"I think so," Zim replied, refusing to move, "This is getting so infuriating, curse that machine and iPod!"
"Calm down Zim, it seems the songs are triggered through high levels of emotions or situations, we don't need any more songs!" Dib warned.
"It's not that bad..." Gaz muttered to herself.
"I'll order the spare part now before anything else happens. It shouldn't take more than a day or two, so for now, no one leaves their homes!" Zim ordered.
"You can't tell us what to do!" Dib snapped.
"Come on Dib, we're leaving." Gaz said in her usual, sharp tone and dragging her brother by the hair out of the room.
Zim smirked, but tried not to let his pride swell too much, the last thing he needed was a duet with GIR again. He shuddered and turned to his computer. He needed to order that spare part now, before things go worse.