File 007: The Invisible Impossibility [Video]
[Inside FentonWorks, Dib cracks open his laptop, crouched around a corner; in the next room, Jazz Fenton sits on a couch reading a book.
Dib whispers to his laptop in a hushed tone;]
Open Audio file 07--0012--02; New location, Ghostbo-Danny's house.
Okay. This is paranormal investigation 8 of the Bending files; first test of invisibility since the Aeon was destroyed. Clearly Bending doesn't work on a sliding scale, so now I'm hoping to beat my record of fourteen minutes and eight seconds of invisibility. Target subject: Jazz Fenton. All sensors recording.
[Leaving his laptop in the hallway, Dib straightens up, lets out a deep exhale, and pauses for half a second. Then, grinning confidently, he turns and sneaks into the other room.
Still completely visible.
Edging around the couch, he vaults up and over it, rolls to the floor by Jazz's side, and plucks the book from her hands, holding it triumphantly above his head]
Hah! Look at this, Jazz! I'm invisible! You can't fight the invisible ghosts! Try to take your book back, it's all just a game to me!
[He leaps backwards up on the coffee table and starts making the book do flying motions through the air, clearly attempting to impress Jazz with how amazing his invisibility skills are. Also by making spooky ghost noises]
OoooOOOOoooo!
Dib whispers to his laptop in a hushed tone;]
Open Audio file 07--0012--02; New location, Ghostbo-Danny's house.
Okay. This is paranormal investigation 8 of the Bending files; first test of invisibility since the Aeon was destroyed. Clearly Bending doesn't work on a sliding scale, so now I'm hoping to beat my record of fourteen minutes and eight seconds of invisibility. Target subject: Jazz Fenton. All sensors recording.
[Leaving his laptop in the hallway, Dib straightens up, lets out a deep exhale, and pauses for half a second. Then, grinning confidently, he turns and sneaks into the other room.
Still completely visible.
Edging around the couch, he vaults up and over it, rolls to the floor by Jazz's side, and plucks the book from her hands, holding it triumphantly above his head]
Hah! Look at this, Jazz! I'm invisible! You can't fight the invisible ghosts! Try to take your book back, it's all just a game to me!
[He leaps backwards up on the coffee table and starts making the book do flying motions through the air, clearly attempting to impress Jazz with how amazing his invisibility skills are. Also by making spooky ghost noises]
OoooOOOOoooo!