Puprle's/Note: Hey pitiful humans! Like I said last chapter I'm interested in seeing what your tiny minds think of the stuff I'm writing about. Leave Reviews! Ha! Bet you expected me to yell "obey the fist" or something but I'm not that weird. But yeah... If you could leave a comment that would make me probably as happy as destroying your weak planet... basically really happy.

Oh and also since Tenn said something earlier about time being different from planet to planet, a week is 23 Irk days (I don't know how long it is in your time), and there are 32 weeks in a year.

Year 5 Day 506

Every single part of my body aches… foot to antennae… It's going to take my PAK a week to heal all these bruises… Okay maybe a week is a bit of an over-exaggeration but still…

Why am I so sore you ask? Because today was non-stop combat practice… After that stunt from a few days ago my instructor has been pushing me really hard. I must have fought everyone in the class at least twice… Zim three times. I finally was so tired that Red managed to take me down. It was during those last five fights before I got up against Red that were the hardest… I didn't feel like losing to some weakling so I forced myself to hang on until Red but I was so tired that he beat me easily.

Tomorrow will be weapons maintenance so it shouldn't be too hard for my throbbing muscles. Until then I plan to lay on my bed and not move… oww…

Uh oh! I heard Red coming. I'll try and write more later.

-later-

Red came in the room with a giant smile on his face. "You'll never guess what just happened!"

"What?" I was tired, so I didn't give him one of my goofy answers, like usual. He didn't notice though. He was too busy laughing at the joke he had yet to tell.

"Oh man it was so funny. You know Zim's little sidekick? Well Zim was messing with the frequency of his PAK laser and he shot the poor sap's antenna clean off his head!" Red was holding his squeedlyspooch he was laughing so hard. I just gave him an appalled look.

"How is that funny!?" Losing an antenna is not only painful but it's serious. Normally antennae can be reattached pretty easily, but if something goes wrong you could get labeled defective from it. No way should someone get deactivated because Zim decided to be stupid.

"Chill, they got it reattached. The funniest part was watching shorty Skoodge attack Zim." Red smirked at me. That got my attention. Skoodge never fought back. I sat up a bit.

"Are they still goin' at it?"

Red shook his head. "Nah. Instructors got 'em separated pretty quickly. Zim did get a nice scrape across his face though." Red went down to sit on his bed. He picked up one of his weapons manuals. "When's that test on the pulse canon?"

"Next week day 17." I buried my face in my pillow. Irkens don't sleep often but I was such a mess that my PAK was recommending a short hibernation period.

"You tired?"

"What do you think?" I didn't have to look up to know he was smirking.

"Well you are the star fighter. You gotta expect more challenges."

"You jerk… You aimed for my ankle on purpose and you know it." I heard Red shift on his bed so I'm guessing he shrugged.

"Maybe I did. Rule 1 of Irken combat: Use your enemy's weaknesses."

"I thought Rule 1 was 'Don't Lose'…"

"Meh, I don't like that rule because then I break it nearly every time I fight you."

I sighed and buried myself further in the pillow. Even when we weren't doing combat training, Red would still drag me along to the combat room to spar with him, he just did it more often in the past few days. I'm getting tired of kicking his ass twice a day.

Red left the room for some snacks but he'll probably be back soon. Either way I think I'll take my PAK's recommendation and get some sleep now. Hopefully I'll be all healed by the time I wake up.