A/N: this is not at all related to the previous parts. I just wanted to write Dib getting cussed out by Gordon Ramsay. The writing will be similar to a toddler writing a screenplay. Enjoy.
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INT. MASTER CHEF KITCHEN
Dib puts down a covered plate in front of Gordon Ramsay, who is looking, well, like Gordon Ramsay.
GORDON
Describe the dish, please.
Dib takes the cover off of the plate to reveal a fresh quesadilla. Dib is sweating profusely.
DIB
Today i've made a chicken, bean and cheese quesadilla, chef.
GORDON
Tell me again what you do?
DIB
I-i'm a paranormal investigator, chef.
GORDON
Right.
Gordon examines the dish, picking it apart with his fork and knife. He looks incredibly disappointed. He takes a bite.
GORDON
Chicken is cooked to shit, it's so dry. Beans are just ghastly. I wouldn't serve this shit to my dog.
Gordon spits out the food and throws the rest of it in the trash angrily.
DIB (nervously)
Oh my god i'm... i'm so sorry chef.
GORDON (yelling)
Sorry? You better be fucking sorry! What kind of fucking twat doesn't know how to make a decent quesadilla?!
DIB
P-please chef i'm just a kid I don't even want to be a chef I just-
GORDON
Right right, piss off! Next!
Dib walks away from the table sadly. Gaz is the next one to approach.
GORDON
Evening darling, describe the dish please.
GAZ
It's pizza.
Gordon examines the pizza and takes a bite. He is pleased.
GORDON
Cooked wonderfully, cheese is delicious, sauce is the perfect consistency. Young lady, you have really outdone yourself. Incredible job.
The crowd roars. Gaz walks away unphased. Dib cries quietly in the corner.
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Zim and Dib get high: the movie
FanfictionZim and Dib get into all kinds of trouble. They can run from their problems, but can they run from their crippling drug addiction? Just kidding. Random invader zim stuff. WARNING: drug use, swearing, typos and bad formatting.
