Game Slave
I Don't own anything in this fic, nothing, nudda! O.o; Heh, anyways, THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE
STORY! Heheh…
Zim Die Dib!
Down Zim, Dib, put that ray gun away!!
-Clears throat.- Please R/R. Please! Sugoi! Aishiteru minna!
-Is high- Fine here ya go. –Lets people read the story.-
Zim opened the door
of his home base, leaving G.I.R. sitting on the couch, watching the Scary Monkey
Show, eating a brainfreezy, and singing the Doom Song, all at the same time.
Computer had run a check on Zim's disguise, giving him an "Okay" which somehow
was in G.I.R.'s voice. He let a sigh escape his Irken lips, slinging his
poke-dotted backpack over his left shoulder, sliding his right arm into the
other strap. His squared eyes hung low in those fake eyes, as Zim began walking
toward the pitiful human's facility called "Skool".
His black human
shoes that hid his green feet hit the sidewalk as he walked, were drowned out
by the sound of the human stink beast "Dib" who ran up from behind Zim, and
hurled a water balloon at the alien. Steam lifted off the green skin of Zim,
but mostly it didn't affect him because he had made something that would make
water affect him little. Muttering an Irken curse at Dib who kept running, and
turned his head behind himself, like a human, and spotted Gaz playing her Game
Slave. One might wonder if Gaz was the Game's Slave.
"Damn it!" Gaz had
just died on the last level of her game and wasn't too happy. But when she
looked at Zim's green oculars, with her violet, almond framed visions, a smile
formed with her lips. Zim could only smile half-heartedly back, somewhat caught
at something he had never before seen in her. He shook it off, and finished his
walk to Skool, climbing up those stone steps, into the building, and into his
sixth grade classroom, right on time.
Mrs. Bitters ranted
on about how Earth was so doomed; normally Zim would be shaking his head
happily, but today, not because of Dib telling about how doomed -Zim- was, Zim
couldn't forget about what happened earlier on his walk to Skool.
"You will never
enslave Earth, Zim, they will find out you're an alien, then they'll put you on
a table, cut you open---Aiiiiiee!" Zim had taken out his taser he had just
ordered, and silently poked Dib with it, sending a medium setting jolt of
electricity.
"What was that Mr.,
Mr.," Mrs. Bitters didn't know Dib's last name, so she skipped it. "DIB! Would
you like to share what you were telling Zim to the whole class?"
Yes, I would very
much." The teacher ignored Dib, and went back to doing what she was doing
before. Zim was staring at the window, or actually, staring at the rain
pounding the window.
"Darn, recess inside today," Came from one of the kid in the
back of the room. Before Mrs. Bitters could yell at the kid, the bell for
recess went off, and everyone ran to the cafeteria, and went on with their
lives. A group of girls talking in one corner, the nerds in another corner, the
regular kids in the middle, in on the other side was a girl playing a
videogame, and the other a green kid sitting there, using a laptop, typing
away.
Gaz had gotten to the place she was at that morning before
she had died but all of a sudden, she ran out of batteries. Searching her
pockets, she came up with no batteries, just some pennies, and a piece of paper
with some codes on it.
"The videogame god does not want me to win for some reason…"
Gaz told herself. With slumped eyes she rolled them over towards the green kid,
her older brother's so called rival, Zim. She noticed the laptop Zim had, ( Yes
a human one, with Irken upgrades. ) and remembered from somewhere that laptop's
usually came with games already loaded in them. Checking the clock, she found
out that at least there was 25 minutes left in recess. She placed the paper,
pennies, and Game Slave back into her pocket, and walked toward Zim.
So how was it? I guess you want me to write more… Now I
gotta stay up all night just to finish the next chapter. And thanks for the
reviews!
