Disclaimer: (sigh) I don't own Zim!
A/N: Hello everyone, and welcome to my new fic: The Abdominous State, which means The Big Belly State. No, not state as in a US state, state as in being. I got the definition from this website: , they have a bunch of cool words. Enjoy!
Summary: A weird statue (with a giant belly!) lands on top of the playground at Skool, and now, the owners want it back, using any means necessary. And I mean ANY means!
The Abdominous State
Part One
"BUY MY FOOOOD! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! AAGH! AAAAAAGH!"
"Why do you watch that crap, Gir?"
"Because it's THERE."
Zim frowned, then went back to whatever the heck he was doing, I would guess something having to do with taking over Earth.
Gir went back to staring at the TV.
"NEWS FLASH!" a sigh popped up.
"Hello, I'm Sandra WhatsHerFace, her at the scene of a most spectacular event!"
"Hey! So they finally tore the Skool down!" Zim said, not really watching the TV.
"It seems that last night, a statue crashed into the playground of this elementary Skool, right off of UpYours road. It completely destroyed the playground, but the statue itself is unharmed. Officials say the statue may have come from outer space. Let's take a look at the statue now, shall we!"
The camera switches to a statue with a big belly and a bird in his hair.
"Oooooo."
Zim stares hard at the statue. There's something about it that reminds him of something. Now what was it?
"And now, here with us is Orlando Legoass, part of the OBLUC, Orlando Bloom Lookalikes UFO Club. What is your opinion about the statue?"
"Well, Sandra, I think it's from ALIENSSSSSS."
"OH MY GOD! ALIENS!"
"Gir, we are aliens."
"Oh. OH MY GOG! WE"RE ALIENS! WHY?""
Zim once again try's to remember something. He had scene the statue somewhere. But where?
(Thought)
"Hey, Zim, that was some party!"
"Yeah, remember-"
"GOD no, not at THAT party."
Zim thinks harder.
(Thought)
"ZIM! DON'T TOUCH THAT!"
'KABOOOM!'
"Eergh, no, not that either!"
Then he remembers.
(Back to the day)
"Doot, doot doot, doot doot doot!"
Zim is at a party, yes, the aforementioned one. You have to pity him in the state he's in. Somehow, he had gotten his uniform on inside out and backward, and a picture of the Tallests stapled on his back with the words: Pour Smalt in my underwear!
Smalt is, you may or may not have guessed, like Irken beer. And it smells like CHEESE. Mm, cheese.
Anyway, here's Zim, in this piteous state, when some Irken walks up and ties a rope to the edge of his antennae. Zim is so 'drunk' that he doesn't notice all that much.
"Hey Zim, that was some party!"
"Yep." Zim grins stupidly, then says, "Hey, remember when you guys poured Smalt in my underwear? That was a riot!" Zim thinks this is hilarious, and starts to stumble all over the place. People back away from him, smelling his cheesy pants. Eeww, what a smell.
"Yep, but we got something even MORE fun!"
"Really?" Zim hiccups and drinks another cup of Smalt.
"Yeah, and guess what?"
"What?"
"YOU are the most important Irken!"
"Really?"
"Really! Now, all you have to do, is take this statue here, go up to the Tallests main chamber, and say it's the present they ordered."
"A present?"
"Yeah, you see, today's the Tallests, erm, SPECIAL DAY."
"Special day?"
"Yep. Now, go do it, we're all counting on you!"
"Okay! Wish me luck!" Someone pours a Smalt onto his head. Zim laughs along with everyone and makes his way up the elevator to the Tallests main chamber.
A/N: Hey, I know it's short, but the next chapter shall be longer!
A/N: Hello everyone, and welcome to my new fic: The Abdominous State, which means The Big Belly State. No, not state as in a US state, state as in being. I got the definition from this website: , they have a bunch of cool words. Enjoy!
Summary: A weird statue (with a giant belly!) lands on top of the playground at Skool, and now, the owners want it back, using any means necessary. And I mean ANY means!
The Abdominous State
Part One
"BUY MY FOOOOD! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! AAGH! AAAAAAGH!"
"Why do you watch that crap, Gir?"
"Because it's THERE."
Zim frowned, then went back to whatever the heck he was doing, I would guess something having to do with taking over Earth.
Gir went back to staring at the TV.
"NEWS FLASH!" a sigh popped up.
"Hello, I'm Sandra WhatsHerFace, her at the scene of a most spectacular event!"
"Hey! So they finally tore the Skool down!" Zim said, not really watching the TV.
"It seems that last night, a statue crashed into the playground of this elementary Skool, right off of UpYours road. It completely destroyed the playground, but the statue itself is unharmed. Officials say the statue may have come from outer space. Let's take a look at the statue now, shall we!"
The camera switches to a statue with a big belly and a bird in his hair.
"Oooooo."
Zim stares hard at the statue. There's something about it that reminds him of something. Now what was it?
"And now, here with us is Orlando Legoass, part of the OBLUC, Orlando Bloom Lookalikes UFO Club. What is your opinion about the statue?"
"Well, Sandra, I think it's from ALIENSSSSSS."
"OH MY GOD! ALIENS!"
"Gir, we are aliens."
"Oh. OH MY GOG! WE"RE ALIENS! WHY?""
Zim once again try's to remember something. He had scene the statue somewhere. But where?
(Thought)
"Hey, Zim, that was some party!"
"Yeah, remember-"
"GOD no, not at THAT party."
Zim thinks harder.
(Thought)
"ZIM! DON'T TOUCH THAT!"
'KABOOOM!'
"Eergh, no, not that either!"
Then he remembers.
(Back to the day)
"Doot, doot doot, doot doot doot!"
Zim is at a party, yes, the aforementioned one. You have to pity him in the state he's in. Somehow, he had gotten his uniform on inside out and backward, and a picture of the Tallests stapled on his back with the words: Pour Smalt in my underwear!
Smalt is, you may or may not have guessed, like Irken beer. And it smells like CHEESE. Mm, cheese.
Anyway, here's Zim, in this piteous state, when some Irken walks up and ties a rope to the edge of his antennae. Zim is so 'drunk' that he doesn't notice all that much.
"Hey Zim, that was some party!"
"Yep." Zim grins stupidly, then says, "Hey, remember when you guys poured Smalt in my underwear? That was a riot!" Zim thinks this is hilarious, and starts to stumble all over the place. People back away from him, smelling his cheesy pants. Eeww, what a smell.
"Yep, but we got something even MORE fun!"
"Really?" Zim hiccups and drinks another cup of Smalt.
"Yeah, and guess what?"
"What?"
"YOU are the most important Irken!"
"Really?"
"Really! Now, all you have to do, is take this statue here, go up to the Tallests main chamber, and say it's the present they ordered."
"A present?"
"Yeah, you see, today's the Tallests, erm, SPECIAL DAY."
"Special day?"
"Yep. Now, go do it, we're all counting on you!"
"Okay! Wish me luck!" Someone pours a Smalt onto his head. Zim laughs along with everyone and makes his way up the elevator to the Tallests main chamber.
A/N: Hey, I know it's short, but the next chapter shall be longer!
