Hey guys! I wrote a story a while ago, and by a while ago I mean about 3-4 years ago, with an OC named Ash. I decided I was going to re-write the fic with some edits (making it less dramatic, more fun, etc). When I first wrote the fic way back when I had no concept of "Mary Sues" so Ash was utterly terrible, and I'll have to take some time to find her a personality. So this little author's opening is actually a bit of a warning as well: Ash may seem a little Mary Sue-ish at first, because that's the way I originally made her, but this problem will be fixed posthaste. So if you're someone that likes to go trolling around, commenting on how everyone's fics have Mary Sues in them, try not to suck the marrow from this one. I'll fix the problem as soon and as tactfully as I can. Until then… try to put up with it Lol and thank you for reading.
On a side note, thanks for the positive encouragement on my last songfic-one-shot "Canvas". I worked hard and I'm glad you guys liked it :3
Now to stop my yammering and get on with the show. Introducing… Irken Kaulen!
"…Zim, please."
"Whaaaat? I just wanted to—"
"No. No, no, no, no, no, don't even go there, please…"
"But Moooooom!" Zim whined to his non-Irken 'mom'.
"But nothing! Zim, you were not invited to The Great Assigning, you cannot go to The Great Assigning…" Ash said, her jaw extended in annoyance and a hand on her head, her docile voice shaking with the unused emotion of frustration.
"But Mom, I—"
"You're not leaving your job. What would the Tallest think?"
"They'd be thrilled to see me!" he chimed with the naivety of a child.
"No they wouldn't. You're not going, end of story."
"But why not? I'm an invader, just like—"
"Zim , honey, you can't leave Foodcourtia. Otherwise I would take you there myself, but…" she was going to tell Zim how he was banished and how he could never, ever go back to Irk because everyone hated him, but she held her tongue. She loved him too much to break his heart like that, and there's not really a way to break that kind of news to someone gently.
"I can leave Foodcourtia, just like this!" And with that he stood up and ran out the front door of Shloogorghs. Ash threw up her hands in exasperation and slammed them on the table as Zim ran away, which was about as much as she was willing to do—she was too tired and too busy to go chasing him all over the galaxy. Before she could take another breath she was approached by her old friend Sizzlorr. He stomped over to her and looked around, puzzled.
"Hey, Ash, where's Zim? I thought he was talking to you," he asked in a friendly tone. Ash sighed and shook her head disdainfully, pointing in the general direction of the door, afraid of divulging too much and getting Zim hurt. Sizzlorr growled and shook his head. The restaurant was too busy to go chasing around a little kid, and Ash just let Zim go like she always did. There was no stopping him when he put his mind to something. And she was frustrated with him anyway; she didn't feel like wasting her time trying to parent a child that didn't want to list. She was tired. Impatient. She wanted to go home and get a good night's sleep and she wanted to see the Tallest. She wanted to give Pur a hug and give Red a kiss and take some medicine for her headache and get a full night's sleep for once. But she couldn't, she knew that. Whatever. Putting whatever she could to the back of her mind, she stood up from the table, left the restaurant and prepared to go finish whatever was on her to-do list and forget about everything that had just happened.