well...more zim and tak in irken training school, I've got another fic like this called 'Long long ago' and you may wanna read that first. Whatever.
I just wanted to do a more...memory-ridin fic and I decided to do one of when zim and Tak were younger and zim was transfering to Tak's school. You can read more about that in the fic I wrote before. blah blah, let's get this show on the road.
HOW MANY DAYS TILL SUMMER?
Chapter 1: Seperation and Squazoogle
Zim was drawing a picture of a big-headed boy with glasses and a trench coat. Or what ever it was. The teacher was talking, but it was nothing zim cared about.
"Zim, will you please come to the office" The loud speaker suddenly boomed.
The last things he heard his classmates say was 'HAHA, zim's in trouble'
Zim walked slowly to the office, he didn't know what he'd done, He thought he hadn't been excruciatingly mean to anyone, and he had okay grades. He didn't know what the problem was.
"Zim, we have some bad news" the principal said glumly
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" zim said collapsing to the floor
"I know, it doesn't seem fair for anyone to get this punishment. but it's beyond me, it's beyond everyone zim"
"what?" zim wasn't sure what was going on anymore.
"zim, you're being sent to live with a foster family" the principal broke the harsh news.
"what...why...huh?" zim was confused beyond all belief
"your father is dangerously ill, he can't control his actions and is too sick to care for you all."
Zim had three brothers and three sisters. He couldn't imagine this family without his mother,"so we're all being sent to live with a different family?"
"no zim, you're being sent to different families" the principal broke the news horribly
Zim stood there, he didn't want to talk anymore, if he did he'd cry. Invaders never cried.
"all your stuff is being sent to your new home, a bus is coming to take you in 20 minutes, good bye zim"
Zim just walked to the bus stop, he wished it was a dream. He wished he coudl wake up and find it wasn't real. He wished it was a book, that he could close it up and never worry about it again. He wished it was a movie, that he could press stop and never think or be scared of it again. but it was real, and you can't wake up or close or press stop to something real. Because it'll always be there.
Zim sat at the bench by the bus stop for 10 minutes, it seemed like just a second. The bus came and zim stepped on. It was the biggest step he ever took.
"are you zim?" the driver asked
Zim nodded
"here ya go" the driver handed him a small package in brown paper
Zim took a seat in the back of the bus and opened the package. Inside the package was a small note book. On the first page there was this message:
Dear zim,
I am writing to you aware that soon you will be my legal son. I hope I can be the father you want me to be and that you will be happy with my household. I've never had a son before so I hope I'm capable of raising a child responsibly. I am a general in the Irken military and have been a fair commander for years.
You'll most likely go to the local Invader Training school, from which i can understand is a very good school. I wish you the best of luck,
General Lasimert
Zim immediately realized the rest of the letter was in a different writing than the signature. He was pretty assure that his secretary or someone wrote the letter and he signed it. He knew that famous people and sometimes military people did this.
It didn't matter though, this letter only told him that he didn't want to take time out of his life for his soon-to-be-legal-son. Zim knew that once he was the legal son things wouldn't change.
The bus trip lasted a long time, zim passed the time by drawing the big headed boy and thinking about his new life. Zim decided that once he stepped on the bus his second life had begun.
Zim grabbed the bags (his bags were on the bus) and walked to Lasimert's house. he rang the doorbell and then waited...then he rang the doorbell again. Someone finally came to the door.
"hello? what do you want?" someone at the door said
"I'm zim, are you general Lasimert?"
"no, I'm his minimum wage secratary"
"oh, General Lasimert is my foster dad."
"AH! It's you zim! you're tall aren't you? bet you're getting good grades huh?"
"I get the occassional B..."
"great! c'mon in!" the secretary greeted, much happier than before (the reason of the change in the secratary's personality is unaware to me)
Zim entered the house timidly. The house turned out to be huge and expensive, it looked plain from the outside as a cover-up for being a military general. So no one would bring harm to him...yeah...
Zim had to walk for what seemed to be hours in order to get to his room. his room was pretty luxurius, it had a private bathroom, tv&video games, personal services and all sorts of other goodies.
"Is there anything I could get you Zim?" the secretary asked
"um, ya, I'd like to see my dad" Zim said
"he's not here at the moment"
"didn't he know I was coming?"
"yes of course, but he had plans he couldn't cancel"
"not even to meet his son?" Zim was shocked, his dad from his first life would cancel anything for zim or his siblings.
"trust me kid, luxury is not all that luxurius" and he left
Zim sat in confusion. He had wanted to show his dad some of his drawings and spend time with him and get to know him. This might not ever happen.
It was almost midnight so zim went to sleep. At seven in the morning the secratary woke him up.
"isn't my dad home yet?"zim asked very confused
"I'm afraid not, you may not get to see him till late tonight"the secratary explained sadly
"but I was planning on meeting him-"
"don't plan on things with him unless you have an appointment"
Zim understood this lesson well and got out of bed then went to school.
"class, this is zim, he is the newest student in the class and if you would all pay attention...for one FUCKING SECOND! he can introduce himself, go on zim, you have one second"
"hello class, I'm-"zim began
"TIMES UP! sit down!" the horrible teacher screamed, Zim took his seat unaware of what had happened
"everyone, the school board says you can talk for the rest of the homeroom period"
"well, a new kid, hi" one of the girls said turning around in her seat and then quickly turning back.
"that's Tak" a voice from behind explained,"she's one of the popular girls, I'm Seef"
Zim turned around to look at the all-knowing voice,"hello" he said
Seef sat down next to zim,"hi" he responded. Then the bell rang
"GO!" the horrible teacher screamed
by lunch Zim and Seef had become good friends. yeah, zim has best friend besides keef *author flails arms wildly* I inform you this is sleep-deprived night I am having.
"so, what do you think of the new kid" Phelpha,Tak's best friend, asked
"he seems to be...tall, but I wouldn't estimate this one, better play squazoogle first" tak schemed schematicly (i wrote that to make you laugh, so you must laugh! the pustulio commands you!)
Zim quickly finished up the last of his lunch, unaware that bad stuff would happen as soon as he was done (bad stuff? that's just horrible! I'm sorry, slept for 3 hours last night can't write yet I'm trying ^^)
Tak snakily crept up to zim and bounced a goo ball a few times.
Zim was confused, he'd never seen these slimy green balls before.
"ever play squazoogle?" Tak questioned
"erm, can't say that I have" Zim replied
"it's easy, let's play" Tak said maliciously
Zim and Tak took their stances on the blacktop. "okay, the rules are simple" Tak introduced the game,"I throw the ball, if you fail to catch it you'll get covered in goo. Last one not...sticky wins"
Tak threw the ball faster than the speed of light.
Zim reached out to catch it, but then he forgot the rules...The ball hit him in the face and he was goo covered.
"that's pathetic" Tak said,"surely you can do better than that"
Zim stood up shakily. It was right then Phelpha fell in love.
whew, I'm done with chapter 1! I'm gonna be reading the fics of those who review and reading other zim fics too ^.~. I promise. I understand that I write too many Tak fics but the episodes that gave me the feeling of action were: the halloween spectacular, Battle of the planets, future dib, and tak:the hideous new girl. Out of all those tak is my favorite.
I also understand I'm putting too much pain in Zim's past the thing with Phelpha will get really mushy. All of those who hate love stories (don't worry, I hate them too, why I'm writing one is unaparent) should stop reading.
Thank you for reading up to this point, I would like people to review/email me comments/IM me with comments, if you're too lazy to do these just read the next chap or read my other fics please, I just want people to like these, you can show this in many ways.
One Last Thing: I'm proud of us zim fans for having more fanfics across fanfiction.net than anyone! and zim's only been on air for a little over a year! Give youselves a pat on the back! yes, I literally typed youselves. hehe...REVIEW NOW!
I just wanted to do a more...memory-ridin fic and I decided to do one of when zim and Tak were younger and zim was transfering to Tak's school. You can read more about that in the fic I wrote before. blah blah, let's get this show on the road.
HOW MANY DAYS TILL SUMMER?
Chapter 1: Seperation and Squazoogle
Zim was drawing a picture of a big-headed boy with glasses and a trench coat. Or what ever it was. The teacher was talking, but it was nothing zim cared about.
"Zim, will you please come to the office" The loud speaker suddenly boomed.
The last things he heard his classmates say was 'HAHA, zim's in trouble'
Zim walked slowly to the office, he didn't know what he'd done, He thought he hadn't been excruciatingly mean to anyone, and he had okay grades. He didn't know what the problem was.
"Zim, we have some bad news" the principal said glumly
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" zim said collapsing to the floor
"I know, it doesn't seem fair for anyone to get this punishment. but it's beyond me, it's beyond everyone zim"
"what?" zim wasn't sure what was going on anymore.
"zim, you're being sent to live with a foster family" the principal broke the harsh news.
"what...why...huh?" zim was confused beyond all belief
"your father is dangerously ill, he can't control his actions and is too sick to care for you all."
Zim had three brothers and three sisters. He couldn't imagine this family without his mother,"so we're all being sent to live with a different family?"
"no zim, you're being sent to different families" the principal broke the news horribly
Zim stood there, he didn't want to talk anymore, if he did he'd cry. Invaders never cried.
"all your stuff is being sent to your new home, a bus is coming to take you in 20 minutes, good bye zim"
Zim just walked to the bus stop, he wished it was a dream. He wished he coudl wake up and find it wasn't real. He wished it was a book, that he could close it up and never worry about it again. He wished it was a movie, that he could press stop and never think or be scared of it again. but it was real, and you can't wake up or close or press stop to something real. Because it'll always be there.
Zim sat at the bench by the bus stop for 10 minutes, it seemed like just a second. The bus came and zim stepped on. It was the biggest step he ever took.
"are you zim?" the driver asked
Zim nodded
"here ya go" the driver handed him a small package in brown paper
Zim took a seat in the back of the bus and opened the package. Inside the package was a small note book. On the first page there was this message:
Dear zim,
I am writing to you aware that soon you will be my legal son. I hope I can be the father you want me to be and that you will be happy with my household. I've never had a son before so I hope I'm capable of raising a child responsibly. I am a general in the Irken military and have been a fair commander for years.
You'll most likely go to the local Invader Training school, from which i can understand is a very good school. I wish you the best of luck,
General Lasimert
Zim immediately realized the rest of the letter was in a different writing than the signature. He was pretty assure that his secretary or someone wrote the letter and he signed it. He knew that famous people and sometimes military people did this.
It didn't matter though, this letter only told him that he didn't want to take time out of his life for his soon-to-be-legal-son. Zim knew that once he was the legal son things wouldn't change.
The bus trip lasted a long time, zim passed the time by drawing the big headed boy and thinking about his new life. Zim decided that once he stepped on the bus his second life had begun.
Zim grabbed the bags (his bags were on the bus) and walked to Lasimert's house. he rang the doorbell and then waited...then he rang the doorbell again. Someone finally came to the door.
"hello? what do you want?" someone at the door said
"I'm zim, are you general Lasimert?"
"no, I'm his minimum wage secratary"
"oh, General Lasimert is my foster dad."
"AH! It's you zim! you're tall aren't you? bet you're getting good grades huh?"
"I get the occassional B..."
"great! c'mon in!" the secretary greeted, much happier than before (the reason of the change in the secratary's personality is unaware to me)
Zim entered the house timidly. The house turned out to be huge and expensive, it looked plain from the outside as a cover-up for being a military general. So no one would bring harm to him...yeah...
Zim had to walk for what seemed to be hours in order to get to his room. his room was pretty luxurius, it had a private bathroom, tv&video games, personal services and all sorts of other goodies.
"Is there anything I could get you Zim?" the secretary asked
"um, ya, I'd like to see my dad" Zim said
"he's not here at the moment"
"didn't he know I was coming?"
"yes of course, but he had plans he couldn't cancel"
"not even to meet his son?" Zim was shocked, his dad from his first life would cancel anything for zim or his siblings.
"trust me kid, luxury is not all that luxurius" and he left
Zim sat in confusion. He had wanted to show his dad some of his drawings and spend time with him and get to know him. This might not ever happen.
It was almost midnight so zim went to sleep. At seven in the morning the secratary woke him up.
"isn't my dad home yet?"zim asked very confused
"I'm afraid not, you may not get to see him till late tonight"the secratary explained sadly
"but I was planning on meeting him-"
"don't plan on things with him unless you have an appointment"
Zim understood this lesson well and got out of bed then went to school.
"class, this is zim, he is the newest student in the class and if you would all pay attention...for one FUCKING SECOND! he can introduce himself, go on zim, you have one second"
"hello class, I'm-"zim began
"TIMES UP! sit down!" the horrible teacher screamed, Zim took his seat unaware of what had happened
"everyone, the school board says you can talk for the rest of the homeroom period"
"well, a new kid, hi" one of the girls said turning around in her seat and then quickly turning back.
"that's Tak" a voice from behind explained,"she's one of the popular girls, I'm Seef"
Zim turned around to look at the all-knowing voice,"hello" he said
Seef sat down next to zim,"hi" he responded. Then the bell rang
"GO!" the horrible teacher screamed
by lunch Zim and Seef had become good friends. yeah, zim has best friend besides keef *author flails arms wildly* I inform you this is sleep-deprived night I am having.
"so, what do you think of the new kid" Phelpha,Tak's best friend, asked
"he seems to be...tall, but I wouldn't estimate this one, better play squazoogle first" tak schemed schematicly (i wrote that to make you laugh, so you must laugh! the pustulio commands you!)
Zim quickly finished up the last of his lunch, unaware that bad stuff would happen as soon as he was done (bad stuff? that's just horrible! I'm sorry, slept for 3 hours last night can't write yet I'm trying ^^)
Tak snakily crept up to zim and bounced a goo ball a few times.
Zim was confused, he'd never seen these slimy green balls before.
"ever play squazoogle?" Tak questioned
"erm, can't say that I have" Zim replied
"it's easy, let's play" Tak said maliciously
Zim and Tak took their stances on the blacktop. "okay, the rules are simple" Tak introduced the game,"I throw the ball, if you fail to catch it you'll get covered in goo. Last one not...sticky wins"
Tak threw the ball faster than the speed of light.
Zim reached out to catch it, but then he forgot the rules...The ball hit him in the face and he was goo covered.
"that's pathetic" Tak said,"surely you can do better than that"
Zim stood up shakily. It was right then Phelpha fell in love.
whew, I'm done with chapter 1! I'm gonna be reading the fics of those who review and reading other zim fics too ^.~. I promise. I understand that I write too many Tak fics but the episodes that gave me the feeling of action were: the halloween spectacular, Battle of the planets, future dib, and tak:the hideous new girl. Out of all those tak is my favorite.
I also understand I'm putting too much pain in Zim's past the thing with Phelpha will get really mushy. All of those who hate love stories (don't worry, I hate them too, why I'm writing one is unaparent) should stop reading.
Thank you for reading up to this point, I would like people to review/email me comments/IM me with comments, if you're too lazy to do these just read the next chap or read my other fics please, I just want people to like these, you can show this in many ways.
One Last Thing: I'm proud of us zim fans for having more fanfics across fanfiction.net than anyone! and zim's only been on air for a little over a year! Give youselves a pat on the back! yes, I literally typed youselves. hehe...REVIEW NOW!