Ahh, I do this not for myself but you guys now seeing as I keep hearing 'POST OR BE CUPCAKED'!! Seeing as this should NOT happen, here is another chapter to fill your already tainted heads.
Dib had managed, astoundingly, to keep pace with GIR who was now thoroughly convinced Dib was going to pull his master out from behind him with a loud 'surprise!!' attached to him. The human boy, however, was not aware of this. As Dib rounded a corner to keep his pursuit, he bumped right into Skoodge, who, in a surprised fit of shock, tossed a Vortian-made Irken screwdriver into the air narrowly missing tallest Red and Purple's heads before plummeting back down and only just missing pinning Dib into the metal floors permanently.
The boy sighed out of relief and allowed Tak to pull him back up; he shook a little, "T-thanks umm… where's GIR, I was following him while looking for you guys."
GIR popped his head out from Purple's popcorn bag with a squeak and then dove back in, Purple's eyes wide with anger, "HEY!! GET OUT OF THERE YOU LITTLE RAT!!"
Purple's hand followed the robot into the popcorny depths of the bag.
Red sighed and stood up as tall as he could, "Well, ZiM's computer refuses to hinder to our requests and has put itself into a sort of 'sleep mode'. It still does the basics opening and closing doors and what not, but it repudiates to tell us where ZiM is. Probably the little Irken's doing."
Purple was hard at working digging into his popcorn bag, his hand completely submerged and the popcorn itself rising up to cover his elbow, "Mhm… he was good at breaking things. Maybe he broke the computer."
"Which is why," Skoodge explained, holding up the screwdriver, "I got this. I'm going to open up the brain and download ZiM's location directly."
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ZiM stifled a cough as he looked back up onto the computer screen. 0 hours and 11 minutes. Eleven had to be his lucky number. He set down his welding tool and wiped the sweat from his head for the final time, looking down triumphantly at his work. He was done early. The little Irken listened carefully, hearing Skoodge's last remark. He laughed slightly. Just in time, too, or else they would have found him. ZiM took in long, deep breaths and shut his eyes. Sweating and breathing would be just a couple of things he would miss.
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The small group entered the brain room, and while Dib tried not to start goggling over all the hardware and machinery, Tak followed Skoodge via spider PAK and helped him set up their little operation.
Tallest Purple was elbow deep in his popcorn bag, muttering evil curses as he dug deeper. Red watched his companion with no conscious care in his eyes.
After a few minutes, Skoodge looked over his shoulder, "Hey, Dib? Think you can do me a BIG favor?"
Dib perked up, "Yeah, what's up?"
Tak answered for the fat Irken, "We need you to pull that lever over to your right. It's the biggest one."
Dib looked to his right finding that there were two small levers that he could easily pull down. However, the largest one was a protruding giant that he wasn't even sure ZiM could have used.
Dib opened his mouth a couple times before speaking, "This really, REALLY big one??"
Tak nodded then answered, "Yes, pull it when we tell you to."
Red saw Dib's hesitance and led him to the lever, "Here, I'll help you."
Dib nodded and took hold of the lever from one side while Red took the other. Purple was oblivious to the entire ordeal, nearly shoulder deep into the bag now.
Skoodge connected a couple of the brain's wires to a small monitor and breathed in deeply, "O.K. ready… now!!"
Dib pulled down as hard as he could along with Tallest Red's help and a charge shuffled from the brain into the monitor. After the light settled, Dib looked to see Skoodge and Tak's triumphant faces. They knew where ZiM was.
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ZiM coughed and sputtered. This wasn't right. It wasn't right at all. Lights were all around him, colors blending and hues becoming darker and lighter at sudden instances. This was NOT how he had planned it. Just as suddenly as the process had started he began wishing he had told someone, anyone, so that if something happened they would have been there. His head began throbbing and he shut his eyes tightly to avoid seeing anymore nauseating colors and shades. The computer screen above him beeped and he opened his eyes slowly to see that Skoodge had downloaded his location. ZiM breathed one last breath. Someone would be there. He shut his eyes softly and when he reopened them, he screamed, finding that he was now seeing though two sets of eyes.
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Purple, being so preoccupied with his bag of popcorn, didn't hear the screams that echoed throughout the base. Everyone else did, however, and Red muttered angry words under his breath hoping he had not missed ZiM's death.
Skoodge unplugged his monitor and both he and Tak shuffled back onto the main platform, "Let's go," Skoodge said, deeply disturbed, "We still have some-"
The lights in the base flickered out and did not turn back on.
Skoodge gulped, "Time?"
Tak's eyes seemed to glow in the dark, "This is where my implants come in handy. Let's go, boys," she straightened out her shirt, "I'll be leading the way."
Before the group could exit the room there was a loud rumble.
Red's antennae flattened against his head, "Pur?" he shuddered, "I think we've got a problem."
Purple whimpered, "Yeah, we do," he peered into his bag, "That little robot ate all my popcorn!!"
Huzzah, this chapter be complete. Happy now? Of COURSE not. You're the masses. The masses are never happy…