Kya's head popped up over Miz's arm. The Uvacian hadn't looked up from her
books in hours. Kya poked her mistress' arm. Miz looked up and smiled at
her dragon. She stretched her legs out and got onto her feet. Kya jumped
onto her arm and clung there with only her front claws.
MIZ: You're bored too, huh Kya? We've been inside all day. C'mon. Let's annoy Zim.
KYA: Okie, Mez.
The two went out into the hall, and Kya slapped Miz's boot. Kya pranced down the hall.
KYA: Tag! You're it.
MIZ: I'm not in the mood--
KYA: Puh-leeeeeeeeze? *Sniff*
MIZ: All right, I'll humor you.
Kya squealed with delight and scampered down the hall. Miz was on her tail, smiling. The two dashed into the entrance hall and played both laughing merrily. Unbeknownst to either of them, Norman had come out of his study for another cup of coffee. He leaned against the wall, watching the two creatures with a fatherly grin.
Miz caught Kya in an embrace, as she became airborne and twirled around in a skip-like dance (A/N: It's harder to do than it sounds) while the yogurt dragon screamed happily in her ear. Miz, still with Kya under her arm, walked to the front door and put her hand on the handle. Norman cleared his throat. Miz wired around then, realizing he probably saw the whole, gave her father a hard look. Norman's smile became a bit sheepish.
MIZ: Yes?
NORMAN: Do you have a second?
MIZ: Possibly. I was going to annoy an alien right now.
NORMAN: Alien?
MIZ: Never mind.
NORMAN: I wanted to talk to you.
MIZ: Well?
NORMAN: Well, uh... Did you know that you have family on my side?
MIZ: Yes, Tik.
NORMAN: Well besides her. We are-- we're going to see them this weekend.
MIZ: WHAT??? You telling me I have to mingle with humans?
NORMAN: ...Yes.
MIZ: Have you gone crazy?
NORMAN: Not lately. Why?
MIZ: I have to mingle with a swarm of humans. This is bad. I can't STAND being around humans--
NORMAN: What about Skool? What about your two friends, Dib and Cyn? Aren't THEY humans?
MIZ: Dib, yes, but I'm not so sure about Cyn... I just can't go. At the Skool people don't pay attention to me--
NORMAN: Oh, Mizzy. You could have more friends if you work on your social skills. I'm sure you'll have lots of fun.
MIZ: --But people will be looking at me a lot because I've never been seen before and I'm your daughter.
NORMAN: Knowing a few, I'm positive they wouldn't care.
MIZ: Why are we gong anyway?
NORMAN: There's going to be a family reunion this weekend. It's my turn to host it. Actually it's your Uncle Red's turn... Uh, anyway it's going to be held in the hotel, Regent, in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. I suggest you pack a bag now since it's in two days.
MIZ: Can I bring Kya along?
NORMAN: No.
MIZ: Oh well, I guess I'll have to bring my gun if things get too out of hand--
NORMAN: All right, all right! Kya can come but you have to follow the rules.
MIZ: I know, she can't attack anyone--
KYA: He started it!
MIZ: Absolutely NO talking...
NORMAN: ...And no make-up.
Kya began giggling hysterically, losing her grip on Miz arm, sprawled to the floor. The baby dragon laughed even harder, causing Miz to chuckle. Norman glowered at her.
MIZ: Hey, I -told- you not to make her mad, Norman.
NORMAN: Yeh, yeh, yeh.
Meanwhile somewhere else...
A lot of expierenced yet hardly off the amateur level skateboarders try advance tricks in an indoor skating park found somewhere in NY, NY. Since many keep wiping out, the park manager had hired two guys with stretchers to get them to the hospital. About every twenty seconds they'd dash across the floor retrieving fallen boarders. As they came to one particular kid, a boy with blond hair wizzed around them expertly. He was a bit husky with a "Be Happy" logo stamped on his shirt. His dark green eyes were veiled behind a pair of dark sunglasses. A bubble of bubblegum formed on his lips as he soared in the air. He zoomed up a ramp, caught the rail, balanced on one hand, then rode back down.
He jumped onto a handrail and slid down on his skateboard, but lost his balance. He hit the floor on his right arm. He winced as the two stretcher guys raced over to him. Gently they lifted him onto the stretcher.
GUY 1: This is the twelfth time this month, Riz!
RIZ: Quick! Everything's going dark.
GUY 2: Maybe you should 86 the shades.
Riz fainted right then on the spot. The two guys heaved the stretcher up and dashed back to the safety zone.
GUY 2: Call Frank. He knows the kid.
GUY 1: Of course. The tyke's been in all our emergency vechiles expect for the helicopters.
GUY 2: We've got helicopters? I wanna fly!
Later...
A slim, young woman jogged down through the front hallway to the front desk. She lagged behind a brown, leather purse with a broken strap from many failed muggings epics. Strands of blond hair similar to Riz's fell across her eyes, which were a deep blue.
LIZ: Is my son here?
NURSE #1: Mrs. Raz, how lovely to see you... Again...
LIZ: Sorry. Ryzie's a bit accident-prone, y'know.
NURSE #1: His medical record speaks for itself. He's in his usual room. He just got out of the emergency room.
LIZ: Is he all right?
NURSE #1: See for yourself.
Liz nodded before heading down one of the halls. She stopped at the door marked 520 and went inside, praying her son wasn't in a full body cast again.
Riz was sitting on a hospital bed, joking with the stretcher guys and a nurse who was there to make sure he was comfortable. His right arm was in a cast and hooked up to a sling. Liz sighed with relief. Riz waved and pointed to his arm.
RIZ: Looks like another cast for my collection, eh Mom?
LIZ: I'm so glad you're all right.
NURSE #2: He got a few stitches that can be removed next month.
LIZ: Put the cost on the tab.
NURSE #2: We always do.
RIZ: You should have been there, Mom. I rode in a helicopter! And I have these two M&M's to thank.
GUY 2: I like flying.
LIZ: I'm just glad you're all right--
RIZ: You just verified that, Mom.
LIZ: --We're are going out of town this weekend.
RIZ: Out of town? Where out of town? There are so many places out of town.
LIZ: To the annual family reunion. It's your Uncle Norman's turn to hold it. I told you all this a month ago.
RIZ: Yeh, and you -really- expect me to pay attention, right?
LIZ: I can hope, can't I? Anyway, it really isn't too much to ask.
RIZ: I guess I have to cancel all my weekend plans... Not that I really had any.
LIZ: It'll be so much fun! You'll get to see your cousin, Tik--
RIZ: Tik? You! Barbara or whatever you name is, tell Mom something about my health. My arm... Ack! My chest is ripping open, ack, ack!
LIZ: My Ryzie's such a kidder.
MIZ: You're bored too, huh Kya? We've been inside all day. C'mon. Let's annoy Zim.
KYA: Okie, Mez.
The two went out into the hall, and Kya slapped Miz's boot. Kya pranced down the hall.
KYA: Tag! You're it.
MIZ: I'm not in the mood--
KYA: Puh-leeeeeeeeze? *Sniff*
MIZ: All right, I'll humor you.
Kya squealed with delight and scampered down the hall. Miz was on her tail, smiling. The two dashed into the entrance hall and played both laughing merrily. Unbeknownst to either of them, Norman had come out of his study for another cup of coffee. He leaned against the wall, watching the two creatures with a fatherly grin.
Miz caught Kya in an embrace, as she became airborne and twirled around in a skip-like dance (A/N: It's harder to do than it sounds) while the yogurt dragon screamed happily in her ear. Miz, still with Kya under her arm, walked to the front door and put her hand on the handle. Norman cleared his throat. Miz wired around then, realizing he probably saw the whole, gave her father a hard look. Norman's smile became a bit sheepish.
MIZ: Yes?
NORMAN: Do you have a second?
MIZ: Possibly. I was going to annoy an alien right now.
NORMAN: Alien?
MIZ: Never mind.
NORMAN: I wanted to talk to you.
MIZ: Well?
NORMAN: Well, uh... Did you know that you have family on my side?
MIZ: Yes, Tik.
NORMAN: Well besides her. We are-- we're going to see them this weekend.
MIZ: WHAT??? You telling me I have to mingle with humans?
NORMAN: ...Yes.
MIZ: Have you gone crazy?
NORMAN: Not lately. Why?
MIZ: I have to mingle with a swarm of humans. This is bad. I can't STAND being around humans--
NORMAN: What about Skool? What about your two friends, Dib and Cyn? Aren't THEY humans?
MIZ: Dib, yes, but I'm not so sure about Cyn... I just can't go. At the Skool people don't pay attention to me--
NORMAN: Oh, Mizzy. You could have more friends if you work on your social skills. I'm sure you'll have lots of fun.
MIZ: --But people will be looking at me a lot because I've never been seen before and I'm your daughter.
NORMAN: Knowing a few, I'm positive they wouldn't care.
MIZ: Why are we gong anyway?
NORMAN: There's going to be a family reunion this weekend. It's my turn to host it. Actually it's your Uncle Red's turn... Uh, anyway it's going to be held in the hotel, Regent, in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. I suggest you pack a bag now since it's in two days.
MIZ: Can I bring Kya along?
NORMAN: No.
MIZ: Oh well, I guess I'll have to bring my gun if things get too out of hand--
NORMAN: All right, all right! Kya can come but you have to follow the rules.
MIZ: I know, she can't attack anyone--
KYA: He started it!
MIZ: Absolutely NO talking...
NORMAN: ...And no make-up.
Kya began giggling hysterically, losing her grip on Miz arm, sprawled to the floor. The baby dragon laughed even harder, causing Miz to chuckle. Norman glowered at her.
MIZ: Hey, I -told- you not to make her mad, Norman.
NORMAN: Yeh, yeh, yeh.
Meanwhile somewhere else...
A lot of expierenced yet hardly off the amateur level skateboarders try advance tricks in an indoor skating park found somewhere in NY, NY. Since many keep wiping out, the park manager had hired two guys with stretchers to get them to the hospital. About every twenty seconds they'd dash across the floor retrieving fallen boarders. As they came to one particular kid, a boy with blond hair wizzed around them expertly. He was a bit husky with a "Be Happy" logo stamped on his shirt. His dark green eyes were veiled behind a pair of dark sunglasses. A bubble of bubblegum formed on his lips as he soared in the air. He zoomed up a ramp, caught the rail, balanced on one hand, then rode back down.
He jumped onto a handrail and slid down on his skateboard, but lost his balance. He hit the floor on his right arm. He winced as the two stretcher guys raced over to him. Gently they lifted him onto the stretcher.
GUY 1: This is the twelfth time this month, Riz!
RIZ: Quick! Everything's going dark.
GUY 2: Maybe you should 86 the shades.
Riz fainted right then on the spot. The two guys heaved the stretcher up and dashed back to the safety zone.
GUY 2: Call Frank. He knows the kid.
GUY 1: Of course. The tyke's been in all our emergency vechiles expect for the helicopters.
GUY 2: We've got helicopters? I wanna fly!
Later...
A slim, young woman jogged down through the front hallway to the front desk. She lagged behind a brown, leather purse with a broken strap from many failed muggings epics. Strands of blond hair similar to Riz's fell across her eyes, which were a deep blue.
LIZ: Is my son here?
NURSE #1: Mrs. Raz, how lovely to see you... Again...
LIZ: Sorry. Ryzie's a bit accident-prone, y'know.
NURSE #1: His medical record speaks for itself. He's in his usual room. He just got out of the emergency room.
LIZ: Is he all right?
NURSE #1: See for yourself.
Liz nodded before heading down one of the halls. She stopped at the door marked 520 and went inside, praying her son wasn't in a full body cast again.
Riz was sitting on a hospital bed, joking with the stretcher guys and a nurse who was there to make sure he was comfortable. His right arm was in a cast and hooked up to a sling. Liz sighed with relief. Riz waved and pointed to his arm.
RIZ: Looks like another cast for my collection, eh Mom?
LIZ: I'm so glad you're all right.
NURSE #2: He got a few stitches that can be removed next month.
LIZ: Put the cost on the tab.
NURSE #2: We always do.
RIZ: You should have been there, Mom. I rode in a helicopter! And I have these two M&M's to thank.
GUY 2: I like flying.
LIZ: I'm just glad you're all right--
RIZ: You just verified that, Mom.
LIZ: --We're are going out of town this weekend.
RIZ: Out of town? Where out of town? There are so many places out of town.
LIZ: To the annual family reunion. It's your Uncle Norman's turn to hold it. I told you all this a month ago.
RIZ: Yeh, and you -really- expect me to pay attention, right?
LIZ: I can hope, can't I? Anyway, it really isn't too much to ask.
RIZ: I guess I have to cancel all my weekend plans... Not that I really had any.
LIZ: It'll be so much fun! You'll get to see your cousin, Tik--
RIZ: Tik? You! Barbara or whatever you name is, tell Mom something about my health. My arm... Ack! My chest is ripping open, ack, ack!
LIZ: My Ryzie's such a kidder.