Already over half as many words as BP… Cool. New fic coming up… Probably some time in February the other one... Some time this month, I think. Hopefully this one will be coming to close by the end of January, that leaves me a little room until Irksome to work on Amethyst and Ruby, do the Frisky spin-off requested by JoeMerl, and work on A Broken Promise THE MUSICAL!… Then do a bonus chapter for BP. Hey, I might be able to get it done on the plane! WEWT!!

"There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief."

--Aeschylus

Probably one of the worst things someone would have to sit through is waiting for someone to wake up from a possible coma.

Especially when you have something you need to tell them.

And about a million things to ask them. Yeah. That can get sort of infuriating.

He'd always been… Touchy about the subject of his sister. Not many of the Resisty knew of her, she had 'died' in the very early ages.

That was one thing he couldn't help but to ponder. What had happened?

I mean, they wouldn't have kept her alive. Unless they wanted information out of her… But wouldn't they have killed her afterwards? Then again, what if she didn't… Heh, that would be quite like her, not to give any information. Geez, Nez is an idiot… How could she have not noticed that this was XENIA? Then again, she never was the most observant…

His thoughts trailed slowly.

Finally, however, when there was a soft, and though very, very faint groan, he looked up almost immediately to see Xenia's eyes half-open, and blinking slowly.

"Xenia!" Lard Nar jumped up, his eyes widening as he did so and Xenia became seemingly more conscious.

"Who... Where am I? Who..." Her head lifted slightly so she could look at him, and her brow furrowed. "Who... Who are you?"

Lard Nar's grin dissolved. "It's me... Remember?"

Xenia waited for a moment, then shook her head quietly. "I don't remember anything..." She murmured, shutting her eyes and leaning back against the pillow. "I..." She sat straight up with a gasp, her lilac eyes seemingly transfixed on his face. "I remember... Something." She said, brow furrowing.

"Who... Who are you?"

"Xenia... I'm your brother..."


Xenia's blood ran cold at that exact moment. Someone... Someone from her past!

"My brother...?"

"Yes, don't you remember?" He seemed to like that question, as if by asking it several times things might get better.

"No... I don't. I've... I've just seen your face before..." She mumbled. Everything was a blur at the moment. She tried to play her thoughts backward, as if hitting a rewind button.

Pain, Purple, Red, dream, rain, Zim... Zim!

She flinched at the thought of him, and her stomach dropped. "Zim..." She whispered with a hint of guilt. It was then she noticed how Lard Nar was staring at her, and she blinked.

"Xenia... How could you forget me? I'm... I mean..."

Xenia looked at him and stared for several silent moments. "I'm sorry... I don't know what to tell you. I have nothing I can do. I got my head knocked on something, I guess, and now I've forgotten everything... I'm sorry... I really am..."

"Of course." Lard Nar sighed and looked down. "There always has to be something in the way, doesn't there? Nothing can ever be easy for me!" His teeth clenched as his voice heightened, then he took a deep breath. "Sorry. I shouldn't act that way. You're obviously under quite a lot of stress right now."

Xenia looked down, feeling a bit guilty. If he really was her brother... She wasn't quite sure how to react to this. Not yet. With a sigh, she let her head fall back silently against the pillow.


Zim mumbled swears in Irken quietly to himself as he realized the Massive was empty. Wherever the Tallest were, they either were hidden or not aboard. It looks as if the whole ship had been ransacked.

Disappointed and frusterated, he got back into the Voot. "Why don't things ever go right for me...?" He mumbled, sighing as he lifted off the Massive.

"Now what are some possibilities?"

"I CAN BUY A TACO!" GIR screamed. Zim flinched.

"Squeak!" MiniMoose seemed to agree by some strange standard, and a monie fluttered down into his hand.

"... No comment."

MiniMoose squeaked and went back to the... erm... Back of the Voot once again.

"Honestly... Tallest knows if I'll ever get through this..."

"Squeak!"

"Will you shut up? Now..." Zim sighed and began to tap the screen several times, dragging something on occasion, or holding his finger down.

"A Vort ship?" Zim's nonexistent brows shot up. "What was that doing anywhere near the Massive... Certainly Lard Nar would have enough sense not to attack a ship like that..."

Then again, Lard Nar had around as much sense as Xenia did. And from what Zim had observed, that really wasn't much. What kind of dimwit did something like that when they were specifically told not to?

Something hit him quickly. He had just been aboard the Massive. That was Irken territory. He slumped down into his chair, suddenly no longer feeling like fighting.

"Does that make me any better?" He mumbled, looking down and sighing. "Gah, I'm such an idiot." He mumbled, then without any further thought, he set the Voot on an autopilot course to follow wherever that Vort ship had been going.

Then he curled up and fell asleep.

Haha. My standard number of words for a chapter when I was writing "A Broken Promise" was four-hundred. Now it's one-thousand. Haha. xD

Yay, updated most of my stories!

AND I HAS A LARD NAR CURSOR NAO! :D Okay, bye, guys!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!