Frylord Zim Chapter 10

Finally finished. A wicked smile widened across Zim's face as he begins to cackle. He booted up the computer. As it flickered on it hummed to life.

"Processing… 10%... 32%... 69%... 83%... 99%... COMPLETE"

"Yes!", Zim cheered. But before he celebrate further the computer shut down.

"WHAT?!", Zim started typing in codes hoping to save it but it did nothing. He smashed his hands on the keyboard and kicked the frame in frustration.

"Stupid machine!", after he said that the lights shut off and the tiny irken was left in complete darkness.

Above ground the two Shloogarg workers were quietly at their station. Qor sat at a bench reading a book while Gashloog was manning the kitchen working with the mixer. Despite not having (meaningful) leadership to help lead them during the past two weeks it hadn't really affected them. If anything the workload was easier without the defect making a mess every ten minutes.

But of course the peace didn't last. It never does when Zim is in the same building.

Everything went haywires for several seconds before shutting off, the lights, signs, and equipment. Everything.

"Qor! Help!", Gashloog gave out a weak plea.

"Coming.", Qor closed his book before coming to his coworker's rescue.

When he came through the kitchen door he found that Gashloog had gotten his uniform stuck on the machine. He tugged on his apron but it' wasn't budging.

"Don't move. Let me see it I can disassemble it."

Back underground Zim was trying to fix the problem. Using the light from his pak he inspected the inside trying find anything he overlooked. He finally found the problem in the form of a wrongly connected wire. He clipped then rewired it again. He rebooted the system again. The computer has turned on and went back to processing. It was taking longer this time but at least the restaurant had power again.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!", Gashloog spun in the mixer while Qor was desperately pressing the off button.

"THE PLUG"

"OH-AH THE PLUG! SORRY!", Qor dove over the counter and pulled at the plug but it wouldn't move.

"HEEELP!"

"I'm on it, hold on!", Qor resorted to chewing the plug, but it did nothing.

The processing is almost finished but on the 99% it crashed again, much to Zim's dismay.

"Arhhhhn, curses!"

He crawled back into the frame in searching for anymore faults.

"Okay let's get you free before the power comes back!"

"As if we weren't doing that before!", Gashloog snapped.

"Point taken.", Qor tried detangling Gashloog but he was really crammed in the mechanism. He pulled out a laser began cutting the metal arm.

Zim emerged from the frame with growing confidence. This time it has to be working perfectly. The screen turned on but flickered wildly then turned red.

"What now?!", but before he could say anything else arm like cables shot out of the ceiling and started zapping Zim with shots of electricity as the screen read "INTRUDER". He ran and dodged every strike against him as fast as he can but was blindsided by one of the arms. As he crumples to the floor the tendril wrapped itself around the drone and merciless pounded him to the ground.

"Computer stopped this at once!", Zim commanded trying to sound as authoritative as possible. As least as much as one can be while being beaten brutally.

The order had no effect on the computer. After a good thrashing the arms pulled at Zim's limbs, stretching until cracking is heard.

"NOT THE FRYLORD", the computer spoke.

Zim growled trying to think of a solution. He kicked wildly and manages to knock an attacking arm down and fell onto the frame causing the computed to go on the fritz and crashing again. The arms let go of him and retracted into the ceiling again.

"Ugh! Why isn't it working!", Zim crawled back to find what was the problem.

The mixer spun uncontrollably again but it was erratic in it's movement, stopping and starting over and over until it died down again. The laser didn't work so Qor resorted to pulling at the uniform and limbs hoping he will free Gashloog that way. But every tug is causing the trapped irken pain.

"A candy wrapper! A freakin candy wrapper!", Zim threw the trash on the ground in anger. Maybe this time it'll work. He booted up the system yet again. This time around everything appears to be in working order. The processing restarted taking even slower than the previous attempts. Zim tapped his foot impatiently gritting his teeth. While waiting his mind wondered back to the crew and what they were doing. He'll have to check on them after this.

Above ground the rescue attempt failed spectacularly as both screamed in terror spinning in the mixer at a nauseous speed. The high speed combined with the weight of the two irkens caused the pot to wobble and then after what seemed like forever the mixer exploded sending the two across the kitchen.

"Success!", Zim shouted. The computer finally went online. Now to test it out. He scanned through the security camera feed to see everything in order, except the kitchen. It was a mess with two irkens laying on the ground. Angered Zim turned on the mic.

"What are you two doing? Get back to work and clean up this mess!"

"Uhhhhhg", was all Qor could muster up.

"Yes. my substitute Frylord…", Gashloog said barely having the energy to salute.

A/N: This came out differently than what I originally plan. Sorry about the constant back and forth. I might end up rewrite this with better transitions (and better grammar).

Sorry for the hiatus. I've been a very busy bug over at my art college. I have to be on the top of my game every second. I'm on break now so I have more time to write. I kind of want to delete the previous parts and combine them into one mega chapter, but not now.

If anybody have prompts or suggestions for this fic I'm all ears.