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The Blood Of The Rose ch 6Dib had grabbed Zim's leg and yanked him down on top of him, giving an "Oomph!" sound out when the Irken landed on top of him. Dib continued to laugh and say random things in his drunkeness as he pulled the Irken closer to him. After a few seconds he calmed a bit and just sighed contently to himself as he hugged Zim closer to his body. He nuzzled his face up against Zim's neck and let his eyes slip half way shut. Yawning, he began to talk to him again. "Awwww...Come on...Zimmy...You should come...come with me and Gir....to get ice-cream....relax..." But at this point he was too tired to really go out for ice-cream. He cuddled closer to Zim asThe Blood Of The Rose ch 6
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My organs are slimy...and they grawl at me...should I be scared?
*rains massive love on your fanfics*
...oh, dear...
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"This is the moment, the door has opened just a crack and it's going to close if we don't try to kick it open. And if we can't let's break our legs trying"[link]
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Evil doesn't always wear a red suit and carry a pitchfork. The worst sort of evil worms its way into your soul and begs you to take it home a bake it cupcakes!
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'A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.'
Roald Dahl
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*does the donkey*
Yeah! C'mon! XD
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Zexion: Tying a card to a pigeon saying "Go to him. Go to your lord, David Bowie" tends to not work as a delivery method.
Demyx: Well, David Bowie hasn't returned any of my pigeons.
-Demyx Time Episode 10 part 2
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