Frylord Zim Chapter 1
Zim feels every limb of his body aching from exhaustion. As it usually does these days. Ever since he was 'sent on vacation' (in Zim's words) he was subjected to hard labor and humiliation. Stuck serving rude, vile customers, cleaning dirty bathrooms, and getting burned alive with white-hot grease, it was truly a terrible way to live.
During the night Shloogorgh's is closed giving him time to unwind, after he cleans the restaurant, counts the monies, and stock the soda and food of course. He spends whatever little time he has watching TV or making dangerous weapons out of random stuff you could find at a fast-food restaurant- however, the last time he did that caused a huge explosion that destroyed the back of the restaurant and earned him a beating from an enraged Frylord.
Zim slouched on the oversized recliner with cleaning fluid dripping down his face as he flips through the channels looking for anything to watch; his thumb stopped when an image of an irken with a strange metal mask-helmet popped up on the screen. Before Zim could get what he was saying Sizz-lorr came in the metal door with a bang.
"Zim! How many times do I have to tell you to clean out the sludge from the back of the fridge?!", Sizz-lorr yelled. He grabbed Zim by the collar and threw him out the door. Zim screamed as he crashed into a group of trash cans making even more of a mess.
"Ow, my brilliant head!"
The jailer grunted and walked over to the remote just as the announcer talking about Operation: Impending Doom II and something about nachos.
"Heh, it hasn't even been 20 years and already they're launching a follow-up.", he mused before flipping the tv off and walked away. He needed to supervise a certain insane irken or else he'll inevitably cause trouble. Again.
A/N: This story is based off fanart I did and the art can be seen as the icon for this story. It was basically a train of thought that escalated and turned into a fanfic. I really don't have much of a plan for this story other than plot points strung together by comedic convenience. So a fair warning, updates won't be consistent. Honestly, Zim doesn't become Frylord until way later.
Hopefully my grammar and storytelling ain't too bad.
I would love to hear suggestions, critiques, and ideas from you guys.