Hello! Here, we have, the long-anticipated chapter whatever!!! Yesh, I
forgotses what chappy I'm on. Hee. On to the fic!!
Just so everyone knows, Nny and Tenna are forgetting about their past lives as Gaz and Dib because, let's face it, Nny isn't exactly obsessed with Bigfoot, and Tenna is NOT NOT NOT evil. Well, she IS evil, but not "I'm gonna torture you" evil. She's "WHEEEEEEEE!!!" evil. So, expect Nny to forget about Zim, his old name, and everything else. When he's around Gir, he remembers Zim, but only because Gir is such a direct tie to Zim.
Raven: I'm glad you like my fic! And, Zim WILL end up as a head voice . . . in fact, all three . . . You'll have to read chapter 8 to get what I mean. This is chapter 7.
johnnymaniac777: . . . Nailbunny was dead for three years when the comic started? How do I work around that? Dib seems like he's about 12 to me, and Nny doesn't really seen like he's fifteen . . . Well, you know how Nny's so disorganized and everything? Nailbunny probably said he was dead three years, and forgot how long he really HAD been dead . . . well, heck if I know! I'm just makin' this up! X) And, hypothetically, the monster COULD have been a moose at one time, right? And, if fans call it a moose, why not make it a moose? Thanks for the review, though! If you remember the other things you wanted to tell me, tell me! ( You're really lucky to have the JtHM director's cut. I tried to get Mom and Dad to let me have one, but Dad says I can't get it because it had Homicidal in the title. -.-;;; Oh well! Lucky you!
Disclaimer: Is my first name Jhonen? No. Is my LAST name Jhonen??? NO! It there a Jhonen or a Vasquez anywhere in my name?!? NO!!!
Chapter Seven
House 777
~*~
Gir watched the men in his Master's front yard nervously. He had heard them talking earlier. They had said something about "No owner," "Empty house," and "Needs work before it can be sold." Gir was afraid. They just weren't leaving!
"I've gotta hide the labs," he whispered to himself. He left the living room window and ran into the kitchen, hoping the mysterious humans wouldn't do anything while he was gone.
"Computer!" Gir yelled. "I need some help!"
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeess?" the computer groaned. It sighed. "And I had been having such a nice break while Master was gone!!"
Gir frowned, worried about what the men were doing in the front lawn. "I need you to listen to all my requests, okay?"
"Whatever." The computer yawned.
"Okay, destroy the toilet in the kitchen and close the passage to the underground lab below it." The computer complied. "Close the passage under the trash can. Close the passage under the coffee table in the living room. Self-destruct the Robo-Parents and destroy their passageway to the lab."
Gir carefully destroyed ever hidden passageway to the underground labs. 'Master will be proud of me when he gets back,' Gir thought. 'I hope he gets back soon.'
Yes, all the hidden passages were gone. However, the two non-hidden passages were easily accessible. It was the stairs down to the torture chamber. And, in the normal basement, was a wall that connected to the moose experiment's room. Later to be known as the Wall.
. . . . . . . . . .
Tenna watched the TV in silence. She had heard something about news on her Dad. Maybe he had finally cured the common cold. Lord knew he had tried enough times. Devi walked it.
"Hey, Tenn, what are you--"
"Shush!" Gaz said, her eyes squinting. "I'm TRYING to WATCH this SHOW! If you don't leave me alone, your world will be a nightmare world from which you can never es--"
Tenna caught herself. Oh, jeez, she was acting like her old self. She couldn't let that happen. Smiling brightly, Tenna said, "I wanna watch this show! Sorry for snapping at you. I saw a movie with people like that last night." Tenna wanted to make herself puke sometimes.
Eyeing Tenna suspiciously, Devi accepted the answer and sat beside her friend.
"Today, at Bloaty's, Professor Alex Membrane was stabbed to death by a young boy we suspect to me his son. The boy jumped on the table and pulled out a knife, and started yelling about some person named . . . Gaz."
Tenna gasped. Johnny had killed their own father?
" Here we have an exclusive video from a person at Bloaty's."
A video was show of a birthday party. A boy was blowing out the candles when someone started yelling in the background. The camera swung around to see a boy ranting to Tenna's Dad. The boy was Nny.
Tenna gasped in shock as Johnny stabbed their father.
"If you see this boy, please call 911 immediately. He is wanted for the murder of Professor Membrane, maker of Super Toast and future curer of the common cold."
Tenna shook and almost began to cry. How could they-- how could Nny-- Dad was now-- Tenna couldn't form a clear thought. She didn't want to, anyway.
"Tenna, are you okay? Devi asked. Tenna turned to her friend, and saw Devi looking at her with concern and worry. But she didn't seem upset at all over Professor Membrane's death.
Tenna felt herself growing angry. How could she not care? Then Tenna snapped.
Devi didn't care. Why should she? And if Gaz was now Tenna, she didn't care either.
She just didn't care.
"I'm fine!" Tenna said brightly. "I'm just a little disappointed that I'll never get rid of this annoying cold I have."
Devi cocked an eyebrow. "It'll go away in a week."
Tenna blinked, and let that process through her brain a little. "Oh yeeeaaah. You're right! Spooky congratulates you!" Tenna held up her doll and gave him a good squeeze.
Devi sighed. "I'm going to draw a picture of a falling tree or something. What are you gonna do?"
'Go to an arcade,' part of her brain commanded. 'Why would I want to play video games?' the other side of her brain said. 'Movies!'
"I'm gonna see a movie!" Tenna said. "You wanna come along, Dev?" Devi shook her head and walked down the hall to her bedroom. "You need to get out more!" Tenna called to her, smiling widely.
Tenna grabbed a remote to turn off the TV, when a news flash came on about Gaz. Tenna watched the show a bit, before turning off the TV. "I really feel sorry for that Gaz kid," Tenna mumbled to herself. "I hope they find her soon."
Tenna had no memory of who she'd been.
. . . . . .
Johnny walked across the street. He was going to see Gir. Gir was pretty much the only thing left to live for.
As Nny crossed the street, he noticed all the people in front of Zim's house. 'What are THEY doing here?' Nny thought. If they were hurting Gir, they would have him to answer to.
"What are you doing here?" Johnny asked the first man he approached.
"Why, we're selling the house! No one lives here! Um, do you live here?" Dib shook his head. "Well, then selling off this piece of junk would be legal! C'mon, men let's go call someone to renovate this place so that it isn't so . . . green."
All the men piled into their various cars and left. Johnny stood on the front yard awhile, before going inside to see Gir.
"And hide the one behind the monkey picture and the one under the TV . . ."
"Gir?" Nny yelled. Gir immediately stopped giving orders and turned to look at Nny.
"JOHNNY! YOU CAME BACK FOR ME!!" Gir yelled. "I HAVE A HUNDRED CORN NIBBLETS IN MY JOCKEY STRAPS OF DOOM!! What's your favorite super power?"
"Head explody," Johnny said without hesitation. "Gir, they're going to sell this house. You need to leave."
"Huh?" Gir said. "But, then Master won't be able to find me!"
Nny stared at Gir. He still believed. Nny sighed. Gir would have had to find out sooner or later. "Gir, Zim's dead."
Gir shook his head. "No he's not. He's on a mission for the Tallest or something. He isn't dead." Gir smiled. "He's comin' home soon."
Nny looked at Gir with pity in his eyes. "No, I'm sorry, he's just not coming back."
Gir looked closely at Johnny. "No, he's not dead."
"Yes he is!"
"He's not!"
"He IS! You're just trying to deny it! Accept the truth, Gir!"
"He's alive! I know it! He'll come back someday!"
"No he WON'T!" Nny pulled out his Knife, and held it over Gir's head.
"DON'T!"
Nny looked down at the robot. He was sobbing. "Please, Dib, don't."
Johnny lowered his Knife. Dib . . . that had been his old name, hadn't it? Dib. Dib wouldn't have tried to kill his friends.
"I'm sorry," Nny said quietly.
Gir nodded and sniffed, before smiling again. "If I'm leavin', I should get you some gifts! Wait here!"
Gir ran out of the living room, and came back holding two things, a shirt and a lazer.
"Take off your glasses and bend down," Gir said. Nny did, and Gir quickly zapped both eyes with his lazer. Nny reeled back, rubbing both eyes.
"Hey, what was that for?" Johnny demanded, looking down at Gir, when he realized that everything was in focus and he wasn't even wearing his glasses.
"I dood lassock! I sawed it on TV!" Gir said brightly. "And here's a shirt!" Gir held it up. It was plain black.
"Thanks," Nny said, taking off his old one and putting the new one on. It immediately grew a face like the one on his other shirt with the words "Smile, YOU FREAK!!" underneath. "Woah!"
"It's magic!" Gir said. "Wait, no it's not, it's just cool. It reads your mind and changes!"
"Neat," Johnny said. He thought about the night he had decided not to sleep again. The word "Z?" appeared.
"Mmyep. It's neat," Gir said. He sighed. "I've gotta leave now."
Nny looked up at Gir, tearing his eyes away from his shirt. "Right now?" Gir nodded.
Johnny stood up. "Well, I guess I should see you out."
Gir and Nny walked to the door. Gir opened the door and walked outside. It was then that Johnny realized he wasn't sad. Gir, his only friend, was leaving, and Nny didn't care.
*Nothing scares me anymore. There is nothing you can do to me that can, in any way, scare me. You can gross me out, or make me mad, but you can't scare me. *
'Nothing can make me sad anymore, I guess,' Nny thought. 'This whole dang society is slowly robbing me of every emotion that makes me human.'
"Well, I guess I'll see you around, Gir," Nny said. "Where are you going now?"
Gir smiled. "I'm a-gonna live in a 24/7! See ya!" Gir activated his rockets and flew off.
Nny watched him go. Would he still believe Zim was alive? Maybe he'd start seeing things? Go off the deep end and start killing people? Nny chuckled. Well, then Gir could be his assistant. Johnny left the house, once again in search of somewhere to live.
. . . . . . . . . . .
"Boss, we've fixed that ol' green house so it ain't green no more. But, we found somethin' interestin' behind the couch in the living room."
"Well, what it is?"
"Looks like that Zim guy's will. It's on notebook paper, though. It says will at the top."
"Hmmmm. Let me see it."
The piece of paper was handed from the worker to his boss.
"Hmm. 'Everything goes to the last person to see me alive.' That Dib kid saw him, right? I read about it in the paper."
"Yeah. So, how we gonna track him down?"
"Put an ad in the paper. Then, we can kill him so we get the house."
"Pardon?"
"Um, I mean, get him set up in his new home."
. . . . . . . . . . .
Nny sat on a bench, reading the classified ads. Maybe there would be someone looking for some work. Mowing grass, babysitting, that stuff. Maybe there would be someone looking for a professional assassin. That'd be cool.
Johnny's eyes fell on an ad that said, "Looking for Dib Carler". He stared a couple of minutes, thinking it was interesting that Dib kid had the same last name as him, and maybe they were related, before he sheepishly remembered that he WAS Dib. He read the ad.
"Former home of Zim Invader left to Dib J. Carler. If you read this, please come to Poop Estate Homes to get your new house. And, don't worry, there's no trap. So, Dib Carler, please come and claim your new home."
Nny read over the address of Poop Estate Homes, crumpled up the paper, and threw it in the trash. He'd get his house. Then he'd have to kill those guys for messing his name up.
As he walked down the street, a bag of clothes in one hand and Nailbunny's box in the other, he wondered who on Earth Zim was and why he'd left a house to Nny.
. . . . . . . . .
Deep in outer space, a soul was floating among the stars. It was happy, which had never happened in life. It wanted to share it with someone. So, it contacted its friend, down on Earth. They had only become friends in the last few minutes, but there were friends, none the less.
The soul flew around Earth, and contacted its friend using the oldest trick in the ghost book: item possession.
. . . . . .
Nny walked into the Poop Estate Houses office building. The lights were out. "Hello?" he yelled, his hand gravitating toward his boot where his Knife was hidden. "Anyone here?"
Nny sat down his bag and box and moved further in. "Hellooooo? If this is a prank or something, it isn't funny. Actually, it's kinda mean. I hurt people who are mean. In fact, most times I kill them."
The lights flashed on, blinding Nny. While he squinted, waiting for his eyes to adjust, he sensed someone come up behind him. Before he could react, his arms and legs had been handcuffed together.
"What the-- ?!" Johnny screamed, struggling to reach the Knife. He couldn't.
"Aha, it is not you who will be doing the killing, but US!" a voice said. Nny squinted against the bright light, but all he could see was a silhouette.
"And whom is it that has dirtied God's mighty Earth with your farts?" Nny spat out, struggling to reach the Knife.
The man laughed. "Now, that's an original one if I ever heard it! I don't need to tell you who I am. All YOU need to know, is that I'm going to kill you, to get the house you got in a will!"
"I got a house in a will?" Nny asked blankly. " . . . Oooooooooooh, so THAT'S how I got it!" He blinked. "Wait, you're gonna kill me to get a HOUSE??"
"Yeah."
"That's just . . . stupid. What are you gonna do after you get it from me?"
"Sell it again. We want the money."
Johnny snorted. "Well, I could've paid for it myself!"
"Really? Interesting. We're gonna have to kill you anyway."
"What??" Nny yelled. "WHY?!?"
"Because you've witnessed a murder attempt."
"My sister witnessed me murder someone, and I didn't say anything to her."
"Really?"
"Yup."
"Well." The man pause, obviously thinking. "I'm still gonna kill you."
"Okay," Nny said. "Go ahead."
The man drew a gun. "Do not bother pleading for your-- what?"
"I said okay!" Johnny repeated. "I've had a lot of crud in my life, and I wouldn't really mind moving on. My friend did. I'm sure he's happier now."
Nny still couldn't see the man, but he could tell he was smiling. The man drew his gun and cocked it. Suddenly, Nny realized how much he appreciated being alive.
"Wait! I change my mind!" Johnny screamed. "I'd really like to live right now!" He braced himself for what was surely the end, when something flew from behind him. Nny looked up just in time to see it slash across the man's throat before returning to its thrower like a boomerang.
Johnny turned around, to see Nailbunny floating in the air with red eyes. "I thought you needed some help," Nailbunny said. Nny screamed.
Nailbunny looked confused. Well, as confused as a dead bunny could. "Dib? It's only me! It's Z--"
The Nailbunny's eyes returned to normal. "Hi, Johnny," it said. "I'm Nailbunny!"
Johnny fainted.
. . . . . . . . . . .
The soul floated over Earth. What had just happened? It had lost control over something it was possessing. It couldn't get its message through to its friend. It would have to try again.
At least it has saved his friend's life.
***
Yeah, confusing? Yeah. More WILL be explained in the next chapter, like who the mysterious soul it. Aw, heck, most of you have guessed it anyway. For those of you that don't know, the soul is Zim. That is Zim's soul possessing stuff and trying to talk to Johnny. Yeah.
Okay, I still need some plot ideas! And fanart for my fic! You can submit anything. Just anything. Try me.
Oh, and just so you know, we won't be seeing any more of Tenna until the sequel. Yep.
Just so everyone knows, Nny and Tenna are forgetting about their past lives as Gaz and Dib because, let's face it, Nny isn't exactly obsessed with Bigfoot, and Tenna is NOT NOT NOT evil. Well, she IS evil, but not "I'm gonna torture you" evil. She's "WHEEEEEEEE!!!" evil. So, expect Nny to forget about Zim, his old name, and everything else. When he's around Gir, he remembers Zim, but only because Gir is such a direct tie to Zim.
Raven: I'm glad you like my fic! And, Zim WILL end up as a head voice . . . in fact, all three . . . You'll have to read chapter 8 to get what I mean. This is chapter 7.
johnnymaniac777: . . . Nailbunny was dead for three years when the comic started? How do I work around that? Dib seems like he's about 12 to me, and Nny doesn't really seen like he's fifteen . . . Well, you know how Nny's so disorganized and everything? Nailbunny probably said he was dead three years, and forgot how long he really HAD been dead . . . well, heck if I know! I'm just makin' this up! X) And, hypothetically, the monster COULD have been a moose at one time, right? And, if fans call it a moose, why not make it a moose? Thanks for the review, though! If you remember the other things you wanted to tell me, tell me! ( You're really lucky to have the JtHM director's cut. I tried to get Mom and Dad to let me have one, but Dad says I can't get it because it had Homicidal in the title. -.-;;; Oh well! Lucky you!
Disclaimer: Is my first name Jhonen? No. Is my LAST name Jhonen??? NO! It there a Jhonen or a Vasquez anywhere in my name?!? NO!!!
Chapter Seven
House 777
~*~
Gir watched the men in his Master's front yard nervously. He had heard them talking earlier. They had said something about "No owner," "Empty house," and "Needs work before it can be sold." Gir was afraid. They just weren't leaving!
"I've gotta hide the labs," he whispered to himself. He left the living room window and ran into the kitchen, hoping the mysterious humans wouldn't do anything while he was gone.
"Computer!" Gir yelled. "I need some help!"
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeess?" the computer groaned. It sighed. "And I had been having such a nice break while Master was gone!!"
Gir frowned, worried about what the men were doing in the front lawn. "I need you to listen to all my requests, okay?"
"Whatever." The computer yawned.
"Okay, destroy the toilet in the kitchen and close the passage to the underground lab below it." The computer complied. "Close the passage under the trash can. Close the passage under the coffee table in the living room. Self-destruct the Robo-Parents and destroy their passageway to the lab."
Gir carefully destroyed ever hidden passageway to the underground labs. 'Master will be proud of me when he gets back,' Gir thought. 'I hope he gets back soon.'
Yes, all the hidden passages were gone. However, the two non-hidden passages were easily accessible. It was the stairs down to the torture chamber. And, in the normal basement, was a wall that connected to the moose experiment's room. Later to be known as the Wall.
. . . . . . . . . .
Tenna watched the TV in silence. She had heard something about news on her Dad. Maybe he had finally cured the common cold. Lord knew he had tried enough times. Devi walked it.
"Hey, Tenn, what are you--"
"Shush!" Gaz said, her eyes squinting. "I'm TRYING to WATCH this SHOW! If you don't leave me alone, your world will be a nightmare world from which you can never es--"
Tenna caught herself. Oh, jeez, she was acting like her old self. She couldn't let that happen. Smiling brightly, Tenna said, "I wanna watch this show! Sorry for snapping at you. I saw a movie with people like that last night." Tenna wanted to make herself puke sometimes.
Eyeing Tenna suspiciously, Devi accepted the answer and sat beside her friend.
"Today, at Bloaty's, Professor Alex Membrane was stabbed to death by a young boy we suspect to me his son. The boy jumped on the table and pulled out a knife, and started yelling about some person named . . . Gaz."
Tenna gasped. Johnny had killed their own father?
" Here we have an exclusive video from a person at Bloaty's."
A video was show of a birthday party. A boy was blowing out the candles when someone started yelling in the background. The camera swung around to see a boy ranting to Tenna's Dad. The boy was Nny.
Tenna gasped in shock as Johnny stabbed their father.
"If you see this boy, please call 911 immediately. He is wanted for the murder of Professor Membrane, maker of Super Toast and future curer of the common cold."
Tenna shook and almost began to cry. How could they-- how could Nny-- Dad was now-- Tenna couldn't form a clear thought. She didn't want to, anyway.
"Tenna, are you okay? Devi asked. Tenna turned to her friend, and saw Devi looking at her with concern and worry. But she didn't seem upset at all over Professor Membrane's death.
Tenna felt herself growing angry. How could she not care? Then Tenna snapped.
Devi didn't care. Why should she? And if Gaz was now Tenna, she didn't care either.
She just didn't care.
"I'm fine!" Tenna said brightly. "I'm just a little disappointed that I'll never get rid of this annoying cold I have."
Devi cocked an eyebrow. "It'll go away in a week."
Tenna blinked, and let that process through her brain a little. "Oh yeeeaaah. You're right! Spooky congratulates you!" Tenna held up her doll and gave him a good squeeze.
Devi sighed. "I'm going to draw a picture of a falling tree or something. What are you gonna do?"
'Go to an arcade,' part of her brain commanded. 'Why would I want to play video games?' the other side of her brain said. 'Movies!'
"I'm gonna see a movie!" Tenna said. "You wanna come along, Dev?" Devi shook her head and walked down the hall to her bedroom. "You need to get out more!" Tenna called to her, smiling widely.
Tenna grabbed a remote to turn off the TV, when a news flash came on about Gaz. Tenna watched the show a bit, before turning off the TV. "I really feel sorry for that Gaz kid," Tenna mumbled to herself. "I hope they find her soon."
Tenna had no memory of who she'd been.
. . . . . .
Johnny walked across the street. He was going to see Gir. Gir was pretty much the only thing left to live for.
As Nny crossed the street, he noticed all the people in front of Zim's house. 'What are THEY doing here?' Nny thought. If they were hurting Gir, they would have him to answer to.
"What are you doing here?" Johnny asked the first man he approached.
"Why, we're selling the house! No one lives here! Um, do you live here?" Dib shook his head. "Well, then selling off this piece of junk would be legal! C'mon, men let's go call someone to renovate this place so that it isn't so . . . green."
All the men piled into their various cars and left. Johnny stood on the front yard awhile, before going inside to see Gir.
"And hide the one behind the monkey picture and the one under the TV . . ."
"Gir?" Nny yelled. Gir immediately stopped giving orders and turned to look at Nny.
"JOHNNY! YOU CAME BACK FOR ME!!" Gir yelled. "I HAVE A HUNDRED CORN NIBBLETS IN MY JOCKEY STRAPS OF DOOM!! What's your favorite super power?"
"Head explody," Johnny said without hesitation. "Gir, they're going to sell this house. You need to leave."
"Huh?" Gir said. "But, then Master won't be able to find me!"
Nny stared at Gir. He still believed. Nny sighed. Gir would have had to find out sooner or later. "Gir, Zim's dead."
Gir shook his head. "No he's not. He's on a mission for the Tallest or something. He isn't dead." Gir smiled. "He's comin' home soon."
Nny looked at Gir with pity in his eyes. "No, I'm sorry, he's just not coming back."
Gir looked closely at Johnny. "No, he's not dead."
"Yes he is!"
"He's not!"
"He IS! You're just trying to deny it! Accept the truth, Gir!"
"He's alive! I know it! He'll come back someday!"
"No he WON'T!" Nny pulled out his Knife, and held it over Gir's head.
"DON'T!"
Nny looked down at the robot. He was sobbing. "Please, Dib, don't."
Johnny lowered his Knife. Dib . . . that had been his old name, hadn't it? Dib. Dib wouldn't have tried to kill his friends.
"I'm sorry," Nny said quietly.
Gir nodded and sniffed, before smiling again. "If I'm leavin', I should get you some gifts! Wait here!"
Gir ran out of the living room, and came back holding two things, a shirt and a lazer.
"Take off your glasses and bend down," Gir said. Nny did, and Gir quickly zapped both eyes with his lazer. Nny reeled back, rubbing both eyes.
"Hey, what was that for?" Johnny demanded, looking down at Gir, when he realized that everything was in focus and he wasn't even wearing his glasses.
"I dood lassock! I sawed it on TV!" Gir said brightly. "And here's a shirt!" Gir held it up. It was plain black.
"Thanks," Nny said, taking off his old one and putting the new one on. It immediately grew a face like the one on his other shirt with the words "Smile, YOU FREAK!!" underneath. "Woah!"
"It's magic!" Gir said. "Wait, no it's not, it's just cool. It reads your mind and changes!"
"Neat," Johnny said. He thought about the night he had decided not to sleep again. The word "Z?" appeared.
"Mmyep. It's neat," Gir said. He sighed. "I've gotta leave now."
Nny looked up at Gir, tearing his eyes away from his shirt. "Right now?" Gir nodded.
Johnny stood up. "Well, I guess I should see you out."
Gir and Nny walked to the door. Gir opened the door and walked outside. It was then that Johnny realized he wasn't sad. Gir, his only friend, was leaving, and Nny didn't care.
*Nothing scares me anymore. There is nothing you can do to me that can, in any way, scare me. You can gross me out, or make me mad, but you can't scare me. *
'Nothing can make me sad anymore, I guess,' Nny thought. 'This whole dang society is slowly robbing me of every emotion that makes me human.'
"Well, I guess I'll see you around, Gir," Nny said. "Where are you going now?"
Gir smiled. "I'm a-gonna live in a 24/7! See ya!" Gir activated his rockets and flew off.
Nny watched him go. Would he still believe Zim was alive? Maybe he'd start seeing things? Go off the deep end and start killing people? Nny chuckled. Well, then Gir could be his assistant. Johnny left the house, once again in search of somewhere to live.
. . . . . . . . . . .
"Boss, we've fixed that ol' green house so it ain't green no more. But, we found somethin' interestin' behind the couch in the living room."
"Well, what it is?"
"Looks like that Zim guy's will. It's on notebook paper, though. It says will at the top."
"Hmmmm. Let me see it."
The piece of paper was handed from the worker to his boss.
"Hmm. 'Everything goes to the last person to see me alive.' That Dib kid saw him, right? I read about it in the paper."
"Yeah. So, how we gonna track him down?"
"Put an ad in the paper. Then, we can kill him so we get the house."
"Pardon?"
"Um, I mean, get him set up in his new home."
. . . . . . . . . . .
Nny sat on a bench, reading the classified ads. Maybe there would be someone looking for some work. Mowing grass, babysitting, that stuff. Maybe there would be someone looking for a professional assassin. That'd be cool.
Johnny's eyes fell on an ad that said, "Looking for Dib Carler". He stared a couple of minutes, thinking it was interesting that Dib kid had the same last name as him, and maybe they were related, before he sheepishly remembered that he WAS Dib. He read the ad.
"Former home of Zim Invader left to Dib J. Carler. If you read this, please come to Poop Estate Homes to get your new house. And, don't worry, there's no trap. So, Dib Carler, please come and claim your new home."
Nny read over the address of Poop Estate Homes, crumpled up the paper, and threw it in the trash. He'd get his house. Then he'd have to kill those guys for messing his name up.
As he walked down the street, a bag of clothes in one hand and Nailbunny's box in the other, he wondered who on Earth Zim was and why he'd left a house to Nny.
. . . . . . . . .
Deep in outer space, a soul was floating among the stars. It was happy, which had never happened in life. It wanted to share it with someone. So, it contacted its friend, down on Earth. They had only become friends in the last few minutes, but there were friends, none the less.
The soul flew around Earth, and contacted its friend using the oldest trick in the ghost book: item possession.
. . . . . .
Nny walked into the Poop Estate Houses office building. The lights were out. "Hello?" he yelled, his hand gravitating toward his boot where his Knife was hidden. "Anyone here?"
Nny sat down his bag and box and moved further in. "Hellooooo? If this is a prank or something, it isn't funny. Actually, it's kinda mean. I hurt people who are mean. In fact, most times I kill them."
The lights flashed on, blinding Nny. While he squinted, waiting for his eyes to adjust, he sensed someone come up behind him. Before he could react, his arms and legs had been handcuffed together.
"What the-- ?!" Johnny screamed, struggling to reach the Knife. He couldn't.
"Aha, it is not you who will be doing the killing, but US!" a voice said. Nny squinted against the bright light, but all he could see was a silhouette.
"And whom is it that has dirtied God's mighty Earth with your farts?" Nny spat out, struggling to reach the Knife.
The man laughed. "Now, that's an original one if I ever heard it! I don't need to tell you who I am. All YOU need to know, is that I'm going to kill you, to get the house you got in a will!"
"I got a house in a will?" Nny asked blankly. " . . . Oooooooooooh, so THAT'S how I got it!" He blinked. "Wait, you're gonna kill me to get a HOUSE??"
"Yeah."
"That's just . . . stupid. What are you gonna do after you get it from me?"
"Sell it again. We want the money."
Johnny snorted. "Well, I could've paid for it myself!"
"Really? Interesting. We're gonna have to kill you anyway."
"What??" Nny yelled. "WHY?!?"
"Because you've witnessed a murder attempt."
"My sister witnessed me murder someone, and I didn't say anything to her."
"Really?"
"Yup."
"Well." The man pause, obviously thinking. "I'm still gonna kill you."
"Okay," Nny said. "Go ahead."
The man drew a gun. "Do not bother pleading for your-- what?"
"I said okay!" Johnny repeated. "I've had a lot of crud in my life, and I wouldn't really mind moving on. My friend did. I'm sure he's happier now."
Nny still couldn't see the man, but he could tell he was smiling. The man drew his gun and cocked it. Suddenly, Nny realized how much he appreciated being alive.
"Wait! I change my mind!" Johnny screamed. "I'd really like to live right now!" He braced himself for what was surely the end, when something flew from behind him. Nny looked up just in time to see it slash across the man's throat before returning to its thrower like a boomerang.
Johnny turned around, to see Nailbunny floating in the air with red eyes. "I thought you needed some help," Nailbunny said. Nny screamed.
Nailbunny looked confused. Well, as confused as a dead bunny could. "Dib? It's only me! It's Z--"
The Nailbunny's eyes returned to normal. "Hi, Johnny," it said. "I'm Nailbunny!"
Johnny fainted.
. . . . . . . . . . .
The soul floated over Earth. What had just happened? It had lost control over something it was possessing. It couldn't get its message through to its friend. It would have to try again.
At least it has saved his friend's life.
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Yeah, confusing? Yeah. More WILL be explained in the next chapter, like who the mysterious soul it. Aw, heck, most of you have guessed it anyway. For those of you that don't know, the soul is Zim. That is Zim's soul possessing stuff and trying to talk to Johnny. Yeah.
Okay, I still need some plot ideas! And fanart for my fic! You can submit anything. Just anything. Try me.
Oh, and just so you know, we won't be seeing any more of Tenna until the sequel. Yep.