Mask Chp2
/Warning my humor might come at times Family Guy sick and twisted but that is it/
Summary: What if Zim found everyone's favorite mask and put it on can he save the day, conquer Earth, and get Tak to like him I don't know but I do know that life just got interesting.
She doesn't know that he is Zim yet just incase anyone is wondering
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Zim and Gir were currently sticking the remaining crew up the wall with duck-tape and fly paper, as Tak hunted them down. "Now minion, remember, we must make this look good so put the table headed drone near the top and the picture should be done." Zim said while looking at the giant picture of Tallest Myuki.
"Master, why are we doing this and not going to the party?" Gir question "The reason is I want to cause as much chaos as possible. You know before Tak tries to kill us." Was Zim's response while dressed like a French artist with a bad musta..."Hey don't mock the mustache!" Zim yelled at the author. Fine but stop breaking the fourth wall or else this story will get very bad for you.
"How bad we talking here I falling into an endless pit bad, or getting eaten by vorchan slime worms bad?" Worse it shall be the forbidden pairing that shall not be named. "NNNOOOOOO!" Zim screamed, while the crew looks at him wondering if he was insane for, from their perspective, he is talking to no one.
"Get back here you stupid defect so I can rip off antenna." Was heard from done the hall as Tak came running with an plasma shotgun. "Well that's our queue to leave; Meep. Meep!" Zim said before running off like the road runner.
"Hey you think he's going to come back and take us off the wall?" The Table headed drone at the top asked. "He better I have tickets to club Invasion, I was going as a count!" Stated another drone; near the center of the macramé of drones.
Ignoring these drones, that will likely never appear again. And before anyone starts saying that this is like a journal I AM THE AUTHOR THE ALL POWERFULL ONE. "GET ON THE STORY ALREADY!" Fine you don't have to yell. Now where we; oh yes Zim was running from Tak.
"Get back here you defect so I can shoot you in the face!" Tak yelled while shooting the shot gun only for the plasma to keep on vanishing after fifteen feet. "You do realize that, that weapon is only good fifteen feet right."
"Then hold still so I can shoot you at point blank."
"Hmmm as tempting as that is I like having my squeedilspooch(sp?) in my body thank you very much." Said Zim; before ducking behind a pair of doors. As soon as she opened the door Zim jumped and started to kiss up her arm.(guess where this is from) "Ah my darling*kiss* how long has it been* kiss, kiss* how beautiful you are." At this Zim had reach her face and was about to kiss her on the lips.
Only to be punched out the window by a blushing Tak. "Quelle est? Ah, le belle femme Irken fatale." Zim said as he fell to Irk.
/This is barely one fith of this chapter so I will be making this longer; I have the ideas yet I am having trouble finding my muse and am a little lazy right now. I have the ideas for the other stories as well.
But would it kill you people to give me constructive critisim./
