Invader Johnny
Chapter 28
Well I'm going to say it now because it's been driving me nuts since day one, The little fat Irken's name is spelled S.K.O.O.D.G.E NOT Scoodge... I'm kinda weird like that LOL.
Anyways even as a filler chapter you STILL managed to keep me interested, I liked it when Prof. Membrane saw Gaz's happiness as a more important subject than a mission to save the world, looks to me that he finally got his priorities straight.
Invader Johnny Signing Off.
O.O
NADGKJAFDGFDGH RTJKYERKTHAKDFASKDLFJ! And you tell me this NOW? (face palm)
Great. Now I have to go back when this is done and fix it all again! Cool! Ugh, but thank you for pointing it out, at least.
*hangs head in defeat*
cheddarbiscuit
Chapter 28
That's not filler. Another chapter of smut would be filler. Trust me.
Don't listen to me. I'm just jealous because *my* sister does not take an interest in my stories.
Ugh, it still FEELS like filler.
And lol. I think it was only because I was so damn excited when telling her about it. She said she read the page, but she has yet to tell me what she thinks of it! :(
NYEH!
ForceWalker
Chapter 28
Man, humans are so weak. They can't even handle a simple alien pill entering their bodies. How pathetic. Oh wait...I'm human...Awkward.
In all seriousness, this was an interesting chapter. A surrender on the part of Dib and Tak? Well that can't turn out well in the slightest in my opinion. And of course, watching the newlyweds interact with one another is so good. You really capture the characters perfectly.
And man, do Zim and Gaz have lots of sex or what?
That awkward moment you're reading Invader Zim stories, bashing humanity and then you remember that you're human too.
Yup. Happens even more when you're writing them.
And no plan of Dib's ever goes right, but with Tak, you cannot be sure. Just the way I like it. :D Thank you for that, I'm always paranoid I'm going to step out of these character's vast but specific little personality-boxes.
Well, like I said before: Newlyweds; What're you gonna do? -_-
Potatoes4Eva
Chapter 28
Hey, look, I'm famous again! Do you seriously have a video? I WANT THE VIDEO. I mean, I know a girl who's completely nuts, and I know how HER mind works (occasionally), so I need a new mind to slowly pick apart until there's nothing left. I mean, um... Who wants a pickle? *holds up jar of Dill pickles sheepishly*
ANYHOO: This chapter made me all warm and tingly, like when you REALLY have to go pee, but you just woke up so you sit in your bed and kind of ENJOY having to go. Yeah... It was nice. :D And now I'm all suspiciousy because Tak speaks smartical and I'm just an idiot (but I'm not stupid; can't forget that). I SHALL ANTICIPATE THE NEXT CHAPTER LIKE I ANTICIPATE MY NEXT BOWL OF ICECREAM.
LOL. Gaz's ability to read people like a book is actually based off of personal experience; knowing a person so well, you even know when they're not going to do something in character. It comes in handy figuring out who you can trust and who you can't, but, not so much fun when you're trying to add a bit of mystery to a relationship.
However, I also have the skill of being completely misleading. YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MY MIND! MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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The "pee" thing had me dying.
The funny thing is it's true.
KotaWingz
Chapter 28
If they try to kidnap Gaz, they're gonna die. I don't care how awesome I think they are, that is the truth.
Heh heh, Halloween. The only time of the year when I don't feel bad about scaring little kids. Don't judge, I'm generally great with kids. Hmm... I think I'll dress up as Zim this year and try to recruit some older kids into Zim's army of evil. Is it sad that some of the kids from my high school come and trick or treat at my house?
Oh well, that's not my problem. ^^ Great chapter!
Omg I SUCK with little kids. They always have this unnatural curiosity towards me though, even though they're all kind of afraid of me. I think it's just the human tendency to want to discover what seemed different, but it makes me uncomfortable. Not that I hate little kids or anything, they're devious and adorable, but I'm not particularly good with conversing with them. :/
AND DO IT! DO IT NOW, DON'T EVEN WAIT FOR HALLOWEEN!
And no. It's amazing!
I feel like if someone tried to draw out all the twists in my story, they'd end up with this beautiful expanse of scribbly nonsense.
FINALLY, A PLOT FOR ZIM AND GAZ AGAIN.
Enjoy.
Chapter 29
"Strong Enough"
Gaz woke up to a gentle nudging.
She was immediately surprised to find herself in bed, not changed, but her shoes had been removed. She sat up, shaking the sleep from her head. Zim waited patiently, sitting next to her on the bed.
Her brow rose. "If you're waking me instead of hoping I'll sleep longer, this has got to be important."
Zim held his hand out. "It's done."
Her eyes widened. "But you just finished the formula."
"Yesterday," Zim replied, jerking his chin towards the clock. "You fell asleep. Close to a decent sleep, for once. I'm almost sorry to have to wake you."
"Well, yesterday night." Gaz insisted, eying the little white pill in his hand like it was the bane of her existence. "That's definitely not enough time to-."
"Irkens get things done much faster then humans do and with perfect accuracy every time." Zim interrupted. "It got here just now."
Gaz still continued to just glare at it.
Zim's brow rose. "Are you going to take it?"
"Taking it means I go meet the Tallest," she muttered, but picked it up between her to fingers. "Which is still something I am not looking forward to."
Zim chuckled, kissing her on the forehead. "I will be with you the whole time. Nothing will happen unless I know you can handle it." And then he gave her a teasing, inquiring gaze. "Since when did I need to coddle you this much?"
"You don't," She flicked him, her finger sparking with her irritation as she did so, making him flinch away from her with a scowl on his face. "Just because I'm not fond of your leaders doesn't mean I'm going to chicken out and not take it."
To prove this, Gaz tossed the pill in her mouth, swallowing it down easily enough. It tasted kind of weird, but otherwise just felt like taking any other type of medication. Afterwards she grimaced though.
"Ugh," She shook her head. "Guess I should start packing, huh?"
Zim laughed again, placing her on his lap and holding her securely on the waist. "Not necessary. The house will do it for you."
"When do we leave?"
"I'll contact the Tallest now. You may continue to rest, if you can." He replied, although he made no move to get up or let her go, nuzzling his face into her neck with a content little smile. "I'll have Skoodge come watch you. You need to be monitored to ensure that you have no side-effects or reaction to the Pill."
"I'm going to take a shower," She informed him, dryly, a brow rising. "You really want Skoodge watching me for that?"
Zim scowled, clearly disagreeing with this plan. So he sighed, "Very well. I'll stay to ensure nothing happens while you bathe yourself. Then, if you want, you may come with me to inform the Tallest of our arrival."
"Fine."
She got up, stripping as she walked, for the sole purpose of antagonizing Zim. He glared after her, hands curling into fists as he rolled his eyes and got up, sitting next to the door with his back to her. He flinched when he heard the water running and she laughed, apparently having noticed.
"You haven't bathed in glue in a while, then?" She called, amusement lacing her voice.
Zim snorted, leaning against the doorframe with his knees bent, still not facing her. "Of course I have. That doesn't mean your disgusting Earth-liquid hasn't left its mark on Zim."
"Whiner," She retorted.
His brow rose. "Am I truly weak for fearing something that burns me?"
"Oh, definitely."
He snickered at her reply that held no hesitation. "I suppose I should've expected that answer from you."
"Of course." There was a slight pause from her. "I would've expected you to be ogling."
"I'm well aware that the general population of humans prefer to bathe in privacy." Zim retorted, folding his arms behind his head casually.
Her voice was smug, for whatever reason. "Actually, some humans bathe with each other."
Zim's brow rose as he sat up, curious and confused. "Eh? What are you talking about?"
"Sometimes, on Earth, couples shower with one another. It's supposed to be an act of intimacy." Gaz explained, plainly. "Or, at least, that's what I heard."
Zim made a face of complete confusion. "Why would you need help bathing? Are all humans truly that incompetent some of them need help cleansing themselves? I thought only your handicap needed help in that category!"
"It's like sex, Zim. But in the shower." Gaz said, rolling her eyes. Then she smirked. "Apparently, water turns people on."
"UGH! How disgusting!" Zim gagged, making Gaz laugh. The whole purpose of this conversation had been to gross him out.
Mission accomplished.
"Geez, what do humans do all day? Fantasize about all the most revolting things they can come up with?" Zim demanded, looking like he wanted to be sick.
Gaz smirked viciously, carefully keeping her vindictive amusement out of her voice. "Actually, that's a rather common hobby for teenagers."
Zim was silent a moment.
"YUCK!"
She burst out laughing. "How do you not know this stuff already?"
"I was very careful to only research what I wanted to know," Zim replied, bitterly, thoroughly disturbed. His antenna were flat against his head, on edge and in a considerably worse mood then he had been before Gaz had started on this topic. "Thus, this information never came up in my data. Thank Irk for that."
The last part had been a growled utterance, but Gaz still heard it and once again snickered. "Regardless, it's still an opportunity to see me naked."
"As appealing as that idea is," The growl was not disgusted now. It was still laced with remaining irritation, but he sounded much more taunting. Not quite arrogant, but close enough. "I'm trying to keep from any delay. And seeing you naked would make Zim have to postpone this rather important call for another few hours."
Gaz rolled her eyes, but she was amused, knowing full well he was serious, despite his casual mannerisms. "Whatever."
The rest of her shower was spent in silence, the only sound the water running and Zim whistling to himself as he waited for her. When she was done, she found a towel, dried herself off thoroughly (a habit she'd gotten into shortly after she began dating Zim; unless she was mad at him, of course) and wrapped it around herself, heading towards the closet. She couldn't help but smirk when Zim carefully averted his eyes, turning his gaze towards the balcony, on the entirely opposite side of the room.
It could've a quick change, but Gaz was stalling. Eventually she located another dress that she deemed appropriate enough to wear before Zim's leaders and shoved it on, all the while hearing Zim whistling to himself, probably still sitting outside the bathroom. With a heavy sigh, Gaz exited, looking none-too-pleased to be going with him.
As she'd guessed, Zim was, in fact, still on the floor, his gaze turning towards her.
His gaze turned sympathetic. "You can stay in the room, if you'd like. I can tell the Tallest you are still sleeping."
"Let's just get this over with," She muttered, crossing her arms bitterly.
Zim stood up, adjusting his jacket and uniform. When he deemed himself appropriate he walked over to her, holding her tightly to him a moment before kissing her on the forehead, something he'd been doing a lot of, she noted. Then he cupped her cheek, smiling fondly at her.
"Nothing is going to happen." He insisted, gently, making her brow raise. "We will go, you will show off, and then we will come home. There is absolutely no reason to be so unhappy about going to meet two of the most respected Irkens the universe has ever known."
She sighed, rolling her eyes. "I guess I can be cooperative. Just this once, though. Don't expect me to do this again."
"Thank you." He bent down and kissed her, tenderly for a moment, before pulling away, a bit tenser then before. Gaz smirked, knowing he was reminding himself they had a call. "Let's go, then."
"You'll be leaving immediately, then?" Red questioned.
Gaz resisted a scowl at their eagerness. If she was half as excited as they were, maybe this wouldn't be so bad. But going through space just for the entertainment of two overgrown leaders would never be even slightly appealing to her; Gaz was nobodies source of entertainment.
"Shortly after we end our transmission, My Tallest." Zim replied, nodding. "I've instructed Invader Skoodge; he should be able to handle things for the short while we are gone."
"You'll only be here for three days," Purple replied. "That should provide ample time for you to return to Earth and tend to the last of your details, correct?"
"Absolutely, My Tallest."
In truth, it would be cutting it a little close. But nobody argued with the Tallest; especially not Zim.
"Very well," Red seemed pleased. "Then we will see you soon."
"See ya then!" Purple waved, then gestured to someone off screen.
The screen went blank.
Gaz let out a breath of aggravation. "You so owe me for this."
"I'll be sure to repay the favor," Zim replied, clearly amused at her behavior.
It was at that time Gir came running into the room, Minnie-Moose in his grasps, skidding to a halt in front of his two master's. He stared up at them in horror, as did (surprisingly; Gaz didn't know the thing could look anything but oblivious) Minnie-Moose, who let out a faint "Squeak!". Gir's eyes were beginning to water. The two shared a look of confusion before looking down at the two minions again.
Zim's brow rose. "What is it, Gir?"
"The little green man says you're leaving!" Gir cried out, squeezing Minnie-Moose tighter in his arms, like a doll. "Is that true?"
"Yes, it is, Gir." Zim replied, confused.
Gaz nearly groaned, her hand going to her face at his ignorant statement. Now they were probably going to start crying.
Which they did.
The little SIR unit burst into tears, far louder then Minnie-Moose, plopping down onto the floor, wailing, "You're abandoning us!"
Zim looked completely stunned at the accusation. His eyes narrowed in disbelief and irritation. "We are not!"
"Shut up," Gaz ordered him, kneeling in front of the two sobbing minions. "Gir. Minnie-Moose. Stop crying. We aren't abandoning you."
"Yes you are!"
"Squeak!"
"No, we're not." Gaz insisted, her finger twitching, wanting to hit them for their screaming, but resisting. Hitting them was just going to make things worse. "Zim and I are just going on a trip. We'll be gone three days, not a minute more. Skoodge is going to be watching you while we're temporarily absent."
"Speaking of which," Zim looked around, confused. "Where is Skoodge?"
"Ssh!" Gaz snapped, startling him into silence. She turned back to the two, who were just whimpering now. "I will make Zim call you every day, if you want. Okay?"
"WHAT?"
"I said 'ssh'!" Gaz hissed at him, over her shoulder.
Gir sniffled, bringing her attention back to him. "You promise you're coming back?"
"Yes," she replied, seriously, almost boredly. "We promise."
The two minions shared a look. Eventually they both nodded, sad, but satisfied with her answer. "Okay."
"We're leaving in a few minutes." Zim informed them, his tone not quite so angry now. It was just a bit tired, the voice of someone who had done this too many times. "Do you want to say goodbye now?"
"Okay!"
Gir rushed Gaz first, since she was closest and Minnie-Moose did the same. "Bye, Mistress!"
"Squeak!"
"Bye," Gaz reluctantly hugged them before quickly releasing them.
Then the two were upon an even more reluctant Zim, who stumbled as they pounced upon him.
"I'll miss you, Master!" Gir wailed, squeezing Zim rather tightly.
"Squeak!" Minnie-Moose cried, burrowing into his master's chest.
Zim shot Gaz a look of disbelief. She simply smirked at him, amused at the sight. She mouthed a mocking 'aww' at him, making him scowl. But he sighed, hugging both of them.*
"I suppose I will . . . miss you, too." He admitted, with a frown. Then it turned disgusted. ". . . Now let go of me."
They did, Gir holding Minnie-Moose tightly in his grasp. Then he turned to Gaz. "Every day, right?"
"Absolutely," She replied, shooting Zim a smug look while he scowled at her.
Truly, these were their damned kids.
"Okay then . . ." Gir's single antennae drooped as he stopped in front of the door, waving at them dejectedly. "Bye, Master. Bye, Mistress."
"Squeak . . ." Minnie-Moose added, also clearly saddened.
And then the two left, the doors shutting behind them as they whimpered, holding one another.
Zim shook his head. "Unbelievable."
"Every day," She reminded him, hiding her amusement, heading towards the opposite door.
Then his eyes snapped open as he chased after her. "GAZ!"
She just laughed at him.
That's what he got for getting her into this.
Dib couldn't believe he was actually going through with this.
Or, at least, trying to.
They'd amended the meeting on a sour note yesterday and were continuing it early morning, now.
"Neither of them will believe he's suddenly turned a new leaf," Dr. Membrane argued, shaking his head. "If Zim is as smart as Gaz, they'll know it's a trick. Dib won't get anywhere near their fortress."
"Zim can be surprisingly dumb," Tak intervened, plainly. "And if my deduction is correct, Gaz would be more than willing to speak at least speak to her brother. They are family, after all."
The Swollen Eyeball wanted more than just a talk, that much Dib knew. But that was all he wanted. He needed to talk to Gaz. Not a brief, timed, anxious little squabble like when he'd crashed her wedding. A real, serious talk. About what they were going to do as siblings, what she wanted him to do. Had her little plan involved a role for him, or was he just dumped off after his rebellion had gotten her famous?
Dib had read the files the Swollen Eyeball had collected from her room. He'd seen his part written in her script, the way for her to get back to Zim. Somehow he couldn't find himself hating her for using him. It just made sense to him. If Dib had someone he loved, then he'd do anything to get back to her as well. But it still left that question that he needed to ask; Why now?
He was pulled back into the conversation by a rather icy retort of Tak's.
"Then he'll just have to be persuasive," Tak insisted, glaring at Agent Dark-Booty, probably the last one to have spoken. "I assumed you hired on people you thought were capable of field-work. If you think Dib is too incompetent-."
"That isn't what I'm saying." Dark-Booty insisted. "However, not everything can be handled with persuasion.
Dib's brow rose. Since when was Tak protective of him? As if hearing that thought her eyes darted to him, saw his inquiring expression and rolled her eyes. Dib nearly glared at her but he was still too confused. She looked away, listening to Dark-Booty's explanation. Dib decided he should start paying attention as well and did so.
"This is true," Tak admitted. "But this situation can. Dib is well aware of what-."
"Sir!" A man shouted, running into the room with a piece of paper in hand, interrupting Tak and capturing everyone's attention. Dark-Booty looked up, a brow rising. "Urgent news about the alien, sir!"
"Well?" He urged. "Go on, spit it out! What is it?"
"We've just got a message from our field-agent posted at the front of the alien's base!"
"And?" Tak hissed, losing her patience. Really everyone was.
The man looked to winded to care. "One of their ships has left, for space. We aren't sure if it's Invader Zim or Invader Skoodge, but one of them seems to be returning to their home-base."
Dib and Tak locked gazes, Dib paling considerably.
Tak nodded. They were sitting next to each other and she gripped his his shoulder solemnly.
"Zim's taking her to meet the Tallest," Tak announced, seriously. Dr. Membrane's eyes widened in surprise and Dib's face went into his hands. MiMi darted in front of Dib, peering at him through narrowed eyes as Tak addressed the company. "Zim is tall now. He has a mate. The Tallest have called him back so that they can meet her and evaluate her, since she is not of the Irken species."
"Evaluate?" Dr. Membrane repeated, demandingly. "What kind of evaluation?"
"A series of tests, to prove herself." Tak replied, glancing at Dib again, who looked completely stricken. She'd warned him about this. He was already as frightened as his father soon would be. "Strength, agility, probably testing her powers as well."
"Why is that so bad?" One of the agent's asked, eyes flicking to Dib's terrified state.
Tak sighed. "In Evaluations, depending on how protective the Irken of the relationship is, mates can sometimes . . . get hurt."
"Is he taking her to be executed?"
"Absolutely not." Tak insisted, through narrowed eyes. She really didn't like these people. Dib was far more open when it came to studying another race's ways of working, but these people always assumed the worst. The Irken race was proud and strong, not barbaric. Humans were the disgusting ones! "They have to have some reference to look at the abilities the subject already has. Zim probably sent the Tallest a video of her participating in some training program or something. But the Evaluations are always fair and their mate is able to intervene at any time. The Tallest know better than to threaten the well-being of an Irken mate; they're always very defensive of them. No one in the universe is stupid enough to harass the mate of an Irken, especially one with Zim's height and his irrational temper."
Dr. Membrane seemed relieved, but wary. Dib, on the other hand, was imagining his sister, meeting the Irken leaders. Sure, he had met them once when he was a child, after breaking into Zim's house when he'd been who knows where and had communicated with them over the transmission, but at the time he'd been to elated to analyze them properly. Only when he had returned home did he realize how potentially dangerous they were. Sure, they were mainly in charge because they were taller than everyone else but still, who knew what they were capable of?
But Tak seemed to respect them still, even after what they'd done to her. So . . . what did that say about their character?
"And Zim's super protective of Gaz," he admitted, begrudgingly. "I don't think he'll let them try anything she couldn't handle. But this is his leaders." He looked to Tak. "Do you think he'd refuse a request of theirs?"
"Zim has always been obedient," Tak agreed, nodding. "But Irkens protect their mates no matter what. It's not uncommon for an Irken with a mate to challenge a Tallest when it comes to that mate's well-being. Zim would do it, I have no doubt about that."
Dib began to relax, slowly, but not by very much. His stomach was in knots. Zim could be as bold as he liked, but that didn't change the fact his sister was now so far out of reach she was out of orbit. What if something happened to her on Irk? Would Zim be so protective when his little sister didn't meet his expectations and embarrassed him in front of his Tallest?
Don't think like that, Dib! He ordered himself, squeezing his eyes shut. Gaz can take care of herself. And even if she can't, Zim DOES love her. He'll take care of her . . . He has too . . .
"Well then this meeting is void of purpose." Dark-Booty suddenly said, getting to his feet. "We can't infiltrate if there's no one there to communicate with. This meeting over."
The rest of the adults filed out the room. Eventually only Dib, and Tak remained.
Tak swore in Irken. "She's out our system now. There isn't anything we can do, Dib. Even if we had a ship, it would be ridiculous to go after her now. We just have to sit and wait." She gave him a slightly sympathetic look. "I'm sorry."
Dib nodded, his head lowering to the table. "Thanks for trying to help."
From the doorway, Dr. Membrane paused, looking back at Tak, who felt his gaze and glanced up at him. She glared at him when he didn't look away and after a moment, he nodded and left.
*LMAO. Family moment.
Okay, another short one.
I think I lied. I don't remember.
Next chapter; Tallest.
Yay?
Daily Quote:
"You need to pace yourself, kiddo. You've got to give your body time to build up its stamina again."
"But you don't understand, I can't do that! I'm too much of a spaz to pace myself!"
-Me and my father, talking about me and my habits in soccer practice. I run around until I collapse.
Literally. :D
But I have yet to do that, so far, so clearly, I am doing something wrong.
Till then.
