Numbers appeared on each of the Control Brains' screens, all completely different measurements. The Control Brains' lights flickered from blue to red as the numbers kept changing. Worried murmurs hummed in the crowd. The Brains shifted their positions on the ceiling, and electricity buzzed around them as they tried to compute the corrupted data. Red stared wide-eyed in disbelief until a single measurement aligned on all three screens, his jaw dropped.
"124 feet, 10 inches tall."
"WHAT?" Red bellowed. Shocked gasps echoed in the crowd. "B-b-but that CAN'T be! That's not possible!"
"Z-Z-Zim is taller by 118 feet." The Brains dismissed, glitching.
"NO!" Red screamed. "YOU'RE WRONG! HE ISN'T TALLER! " Red lunged for Zim, who stepped to the side. Red's weak leg failed him and he crashed into the ground beside Zim, who stared at the ground with a distant look.
"What have you DONE?" Red screamed from down on the floor. Zim shifted his distant gaze down at Red, armed drones began to approach as Red struggled to get up.
"The Control Brains have spoken!" Metal tendrils whipped from the ceiling as the Brains shifted higher. "Irk's new Tallest has been chosen!"
The crowd hesitated, then cheers slowly rose around the room. Zim turned to his audience as the cheers grew, the armed drones took hold of Red's shoulders as he thrashed on the floor.
"All hail," The Control Brains rose further into the ceiling, their tendrils gathered around Zim in display. "Almighty Tallest Zim!"
The crowd's wild cheers exploded around him, they began to chant his name.
"ZIM! ZIM! ZIM! ZIM!"
Zim's antenna twitched as his hard stare circled the room. A smile crept at the corners of his mouth, he began to chuckle. It started down deep in his spooch and gradually rose from his chest as he soaked in his victory and the admiration of the crowd. Red was still fighting against the guards, who kept him from lunging at their Tallest again.
Zim threw his head back and raised his fists, triumphantly, letting loose a shrill, maniacal cackle that echoed in the massive room. Red's screams were drowned out by Zim's bellowing laugh of sweet, delicious success. Red continued flailing against the guards as their floor gave way and sunk down below the stage, sealing off again.
"The Great Measuring is over." The Control Brains coiled their tendrils back up into the ceiling, their screens flickered one more time before fading into darkness.
ZIM HAS WON! Bum bum BUUUUMMMM. Cue the Florpus hole.
This is it guys. Only one chapter after this.
This sequel, and its prior have been a passion project of mine since 2016. I've put a lot of love into these stories and I'm really proud to share this with all of you as it comes to a close.
I hope you enjoy it, I'll post the final chapter on Sunday the 12th.