A/N: Hey guys I know I said I would be working on homework but my life is fkn stressful and I'm finding that writing is a good destressor. Sorry if I'm not good at balancing humor and tension in my stories. I do try to make it not non-stop suspense but I look back on my chapters and thats how they all seem to end. Kind of like my life. haha...
Anyway Heres the next chapter. If you don't remember two of the names mentioned in this chapter go back and look at Chapter 4. Or you can check my DeviantArt page.
Ps. Sorry Cassanova that you hate my homework. I don't really like weaving either, but seeing as I'm failing another class I need to try and pass Fiber Arts :P hahaha.
Chapter 46 – Crash Course
"You seein' this Turl?" Xort looked at the signal appearing on the screen. "That's right around the Irken planet isn't it?"
Turl nodded and turned the ship toward the epicenter of the distress call and hit the throttle.
"Whoa hey, sure that's a good idea? If the Irkens are planning to start the fight we should call home for backup."
Turl remained completely calm. "It looks like our little friend could use some help."
Xort looked at Turl. "What friend?" Turl didn't give any more information. Xort shrugged. It wasn't often that Turl smiled so Xort figured he'd let him do whatever he wanted.
-THUD- "Oww…" Kark rolled onto her side and sat up more slowly and not as far up to avoid banging her horns on the low ceiling again.
"Welcome back." Dib voice came from next to her but it was so dark she couldn't see.
"Where are we?" Kark crawled army-style to the edges of the dark space they were in, which really wasn't large at all.
"Beats me. Last I remember we got attacked by Mimi." Dib stayed where he was lying. He had been awake for a while and had already searched the extent of their new prison.
"What's a Mimi?"
"It's a robot that Tak built. Kind of like GIR only not stupid. By the way I think the door is over there." He said but he realized pointing in the dark was completely useless. "It's shut tight. I couldn't get it open."
With Dib's help Kark made her way to what he thought was the door. It was the only place that had an even break in the wall. They were probably in some small compartment in a one man cruiser based on the low ceiling. Kark pushed at the door but she couldn't get a grip on the ground.
"Any chance you can brace me while I try to push this open?"
Dib wiggled himself around the tiny space until his hands were close enough to brace Kark. He let himself get distracted for long enough to notice that Kark had hoofs rather than feet. It made sense; she did have goat horns after all.
"You ready?"
"Almost," Dib turned himself further so his feet could push against the opposite wall. "Okay. OWW!" Kark had pushed off hard and Dib's elbows had buckled earning him a kick in the head.
"I thought you said you were ready?"
"How was I supposed to know you were that strong?"
Kark laughed. "Not all speices base strength on height," she said. "One more time. I'll start slower; try to lock your arms."
"Right…" Dib braced himself better that time, but he still thought his arms would break as Kark slowly pushed harder and harder. It seemed like longer than it actually was but slowly a crack of light shone into their dark alcove. "Alright! Almost!" Kark gave one good push that made Dib's arms buckle again but this time the door shoved open.
The two crawled out into the slightly larger space. Kark had been right in her guess. They were indeed on a one-man cruiser. Irken by the looks of it. Out the windows was nothing but space for as far as she could see.
"Do you think you can fly this?... Dib?" Kark turned around to see Dib sitting on the floor squinting. "What's wrong?"
"My glasses must have fallen off when we got attacked. I can't see anything."
Kark walked over and waved her hand in front of his face. "Nothing?"
"Well I can see your hand, but everything is blurry. My eyesight is really bad."
"So you probably can't read the controls can you…?" Dib turned his head squinting around the ship. He turned back to the dark grey blob that was Kark and shook his head. Kark sighed and sat down next to him.
"My time in the Resisty I learned to read twenty different alien languages I learned the basis of technology for hundreds of planets… but I couldn't learn a little Irken?" She sighed and shook her head.
"Don't feel bad. It took me years to learn Irken and I taught myself by spying on Zim and his computers. Besides we're still alive and weren't just shoved out an airlock. Tak must have something planned, which means we may have time to make our own plan." With his blurry vision, Dib was barely able to tell that Kark nodded at his words.
"I'll go see what I can make of the controls, though they're probably locked."
"Better than sitting and doing nothing, right?" Dib smiled encouragingly at the grey blob. The sound of her voice told him she was getting down on herself; although it could just have been his imagination. He wished he could see something more than just fuzz. He wished this even more when the ship started shaking. "What's happening!?"
"Uh oh…"
"Uhoh? What Uh oh?"
"We may have just gotten caught in the gravitational pull of a nearby star…"
"Caught as in: Sling shot around it?"
"No… Caught as in… headed straight towards it."
"Tak! Do whatever you want with me but leave my friends out of it!" Zim yelled at the screen, but Tak just laughed at him.
"If you want to save them you can either fly off and maybe get to one of the two ships in time, or you can take that teleporter there and come get on your knees and beg me to turn them around. Well Zim? What'll it be?"
Warning for next chapter it may end up a little graphic in the violence category. Tak isn't exactly a happy person, and begging isn't going to satisfy her. Sorry for the spoilers but I already know what I'm going to write and if you have a weak stomach you may want to be aware.
