Blooming of the Sakura Tree
Surgi felt waves of ecstasy ripple through him as Zim continued his little venture of cleaning him thoroughly…
Zim: *holding Surgi in a strong embrace* You're turn fox…
Surgi complied taking the luffah and scrubbing Zim's chest and shoulders…
Zim: *catching Surgi in another embrace* I will teach you so much…*and kisses him as the water flows down upon them, drenching every inch of their bodies
When suddenly something catches Zim's attention and he looks down* what's this?
It seems as though you are aroused, doesn't it?
Surgi: *looking down then blushing* Yes, it does.
Zim: I'll make you feel good… *then begins rubbing Surgi's firm member up and down and feels it getting stiff and once more kisses Surgi deeply, their tongues writhing against each other in an erotic symphony until both Zim and surgi cum at the same time*
Soon they are both cleaned off and dressed…
Surgi: *bringing his duffel bag out to the Black minivan/Voot Runner* Well, that was a nice workout!
Zim: *already in the van* Yeah, I especially like the part afterwards! *starts the engine and it hums to life, and within a few minutes they are on the Highway
And at Marco's* Here we are! I hope I can stand this human food.
Surgi: Don't worry, I've been here before… it's a lot like some of the stuff
They have at Food courtia! *steps out of the car quietly adjusting his white t-shirt and Crème blazer*
Zim: *decides to put on his suede leather jacket as the wind is picking up*
For your sake Surgi, I hope you're right. *Winks at him*
Surgi: *looking at the menu* I think I'll have Pasta Alfredo this time…
Zim: All these names are weird.. Could you order for me?
Surgi: Sure! I think you'd like the Seafood-seasoned noodles.
Zim: SEA?! AS IN WATER?
Surgi: Don't worry; when they cook them it has no water in it what so ever.
Zim: Ok, I knew that.
Then the two order and sits down…but the occupants in the next booth irritate Zim…
Zim: *feels something pull his antennae* What in the name of Irk? *Turns to find a seven year old boy opposite him smiling innocently and his hick parents laughing* What do you think you are doing, little stench beast??
Boy: I was pullin those funny looking things on yer head…hehehe!
Hick Dad: What are you gonna do about it lil man? Beat us all up?
Surgi: Maybe if you taught you're son manners, things like this wouldn't happen!
Hick Mom: DON'T TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY SON!!
Zim: Then if you won't, I will. *Grabs some duct tape out of nowhere and ties the kid up and attaches him to a ceiling fan* That should keep Junior occupied.
Consider yourselves lucky if he doesn't get motion sick, Filthy humans!
Hick Dad: I'm not gonna let you do that ta my boy!!
Surgi: *taking out a ray gun* You shouldn't let him go causing problems like a brat either!
Hick Dad: That's it you little green freak!!
This makes Zim furious…
Zim: NO ONE CALLS MY FRIEND A GREEN FREAK!! *And leaps upon the mammoth size imbecile and plunges a butter knife (yes, he's that mad) into his skull and leaps off right before Surgi vaporizes him*
Surgi felt waves of ecstasy ripple through him as Zim continued his little venture of cleaning him thoroughly…
Zim: *holding Surgi in a strong embrace* You're turn fox…
Surgi complied taking the luffah and scrubbing Zim's chest and shoulders…
Zim: *catching Surgi in another embrace* I will teach you so much…*and kisses him as the water flows down upon them, drenching every inch of their bodies
When suddenly something catches Zim's attention and he looks down* what's this?
It seems as though you are aroused, doesn't it?
Surgi: *looking down then blushing* Yes, it does.
Zim: I'll make you feel good… *then begins rubbing Surgi's firm member up and down and feels it getting stiff and once more kisses Surgi deeply, their tongues writhing against each other in an erotic symphony until both Zim and surgi cum at the same time*
Soon they are both cleaned off and dressed…
Surgi: *bringing his duffel bag out to the Black minivan/Voot Runner* Well, that was a nice workout!
Zim: *already in the van* Yeah, I especially like the part afterwards! *starts the engine and it hums to life, and within a few minutes they are on the Highway
And at Marco's* Here we are! I hope I can stand this human food.
Surgi: Don't worry, I've been here before… it's a lot like some of the stuff
They have at Food courtia! *steps out of the car quietly adjusting his white t-shirt and Crème blazer*
Zim: *decides to put on his suede leather jacket as the wind is picking up*
For your sake Surgi, I hope you're right. *Winks at him*
Surgi: *looking at the menu* I think I'll have Pasta Alfredo this time…
Zim: All these names are weird.. Could you order for me?
Surgi: Sure! I think you'd like the Seafood-seasoned noodles.
Zim: SEA?! AS IN WATER?
Surgi: Don't worry; when they cook them it has no water in it what so ever.
Zim: Ok, I knew that.
Then the two order and sits down…but the occupants in the next booth irritate Zim…
Zim: *feels something pull his antennae* What in the name of Irk? *Turns to find a seven year old boy opposite him smiling innocently and his hick parents laughing* What do you think you are doing, little stench beast??
Boy: I was pullin those funny looking things on yer head…hehehe!
Hick Dad: What are you gonna do about it lil man? Beat us all up?
Surgi: Maybe if you taught you're son manners, things like this wouldn't happen!
Hick Mom: DON'T TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY SON!!
Zim: Then if you won't, I will. *Grabs some duct tape out of nowhere and ties the kid up and attaches him to a ceiling fan* That should keep Junior occupied.
Consider yourselves lucky if he doesn't get motion sick, Filthy humans!
Hick Dad: I'm not gonna let you do that ta my boy!!
Surgi: *taking out a ray gun* You shouldn't let him go causing problems like a brat either!
Hick Dad: That's it you little green freak!!
This makes Zim furious…
Zim: NO ONE CALLS MY FRIEND A GREEN FREAK!! *And leaps upon the mammoth size imbecile and plunges a butter knife (yes, he's that mad) into his skull and leaps off right before Surgi vaporizes him*