Everything was quiet in Zim's base. Skoodge had been occupying the smaller Irken's livingroom for a while now, but he could never stand the silence at night.
GIR was probably ten or so floors below him, more than likely torturing MIR with his stupidity, and Zim snuck out to Dib's again. Skoodge was all alone, again.
The alien sighed, pulling at the tank top he was wearing. What was the point of protecting Zim from the idiots they worshiped? He didn't want to be protected… And what did he get in return?
Nothing.
Not a damn thing.
He stood up, not bothering with any disguise, and went up to the roof. He climbed onto the roof itself and sat there, staring at the stars.
They were beautiful, yes, but the horrible things that lay beyond them were more than this planet could ever withstand. He frowned, sure the humans were stupid, but they didn't deserve to be annihilated…
Right?
Maybe they did…
They were cruel and heartless to a lot of people. Look at what they did all the time to Dib, and Skoodge didn't even like Dib! but he knew the poor human didn't deserve it…
Skoodge sighed again, turning to look out at the street. He supposed the time would just come when it did, maybe the humans would be ready, maybe not. He wasn't about to help them…
He squinted a little bit. He saw someone out on the street. The boy looked familiar, but he couldn't remember how.
He had bright orange hair and was minding his own business when he saw an older female human having difficulties carrying her things. Her bag broke and spilled everywhere, but the boy, without waiting a moment, picked it all up and brought it to the woman's home. Skoodge saw she was offering him some paper, he could only assume it was the human equivalent of monies, so he shrugged, knowing the kid only did it for the monies.
However he wasn't expecting what really happened.
The ginger refused the monies, giving them back to the woman and turning her around to go back inside, then he waved at her a bit with a huge smile. Skoodge felt something inside twist painfully as the boy kept smiling as he did a job for nothing. Just to help out.
That was nowhere near enough a reason for the Irkens to destroy Earth.
Skoodge kept watching the boy, who turned around, then looked right at Skoodge, keeping eye contact for a few minutes before smiling and walking away.
The alien's breath caught in his throat and he found himself unable to look away. The twisting had turned to a hard throbbing and a dull pain as his face heated up to a dark green.
"Who are you?" Skoodge said softly, watching as the boy walked away.
