Chapter three, feel the cheese...um, yeah... Written whilst listening to Metallica, like you care... ("Twisting, turning through THE NEVER...") Read and review, it makes me happy.
Disclaimer: Ha, JHONEN! I KNEW YOU WERE READING THIS!! ^_^ I'm not claiming the characters that aren't mine...yeah!
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All The Purple Cats...And Their Misadventures
Chapter Three: Yurusunai; Ninmu Ryoukai
(For the Japanese illeterate: "I can't forgive it; Mission Accepted." I'm pretty sure that's what it means...)
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Zim watched as the Tallest appeared onscreen. His antenna twitched, and he spoke.
"Sirs!" he barked. "My Tallest, the mission continues to go unjeporadized..."
"Yes, ZIM, you sent us the reports," said Purple, sounding exasperated. "You just need to wait on the planet until the Armada arrives." Red sniggered quietly.
"Well, that's just what I wanted to see you about, Sirs," Zim said hesitantly. "And, well...I was just wondering when the Armada will get here?" Zim stared at the screen hopefully.
Red blinked, suddenly getting an idea. "Can you hold for a sec, Zim?" Not waiting for an answer, he pressed a butten on the console before him, putting Zim on hold. Red turned to Purple.
"Well?" he said. "You were wondering who would be stupid enough to go on our suicide mission?" Purple backed up.
"Uh-uh! We *can't* send Zim," he protested. "He'll ruin the whole thing!!" Red grinned.
"Maybe so. BUT, if he does succeed, we're rid of the rebellion." Red smirked. "And if he fails, they will kill him for us. Either way..."
"We win," Purple finished. "It's perfect!" Red laughed.
"Of course it's perfect! It's my plan. All my plans are perfect!" Red floated back over to the console.
"Sending Zim to Earth wasn't a good plan," Purple pointed out.
"Shut up," Red growled.
Back on Earth...
Dib watched, surprised. Previously, he had never seen Zim contact his leaders, and it had never occured to him that Zim was simply doing a job. A smile creeped across his face. 'If I can catch Zim now,' he thought, 'It will embarrass him in front of his superiors as well! Dib, you're a genius!'
He dropped to the ground, landing silently. He climbed up the outside of the tube, climbing to the celing. He crawled closer to where Zim was standing, oblivious to his approach. He pulled out his water gun and waited.
Zim watched the screen, perplexed. This hadn't happened, but it seemed important...'What are they talking about?' he wondered. 'Did I say something wrong? No, that can't be, Tallest Red had seemed...not angry, that's for sure...what was it?' He stared at the blank screen, which suddenly came back to life. Purple spoke.
"Zim, I think...you've been on that planet too long. We have all the information we need," he announced.
"Yes, I sent it to you..." Zim said, then shut up when Red glared at him.
"SO, we have another mission for you," Purple continued. It will be a little dangerous, but...nothing...you can't handle." Red turned around, he could barly keep himself from laughing.
Zim didn't get a chance to answer, for justthen a stream of water descended onto him from the celing, hitting him directly in the head. He fell to the ground, screaming and convulsing, slapping at the wet aries to try to get the water off.
Dib laughed and sprayed Zim again, enjoying his suffering. He didn't notice, however, that by using his water gun left him hanging by one arm, for his legs didn't help much. Zim realized this, even through the burning on his skin, and extended the metallic spider legs from his pod. they stretched towards the celing, striking Dib's arm. He yelled and let go of the pipe, crashing to the ground.
Purple had been watching this, most interested, and Red had turned around to see what was going on. As Dib and Zim scrambled to their feet, the two Tallest turned to each other, talking quietly.
"The alien could prove useful to us," said Purple.
"Perhaps," agreed Red. "If anything, it should be fun to watch."
"You will pay for that, foolish Earth monkey!!" Zim spat, the metal spider legs curling around him menacingly.
"Not a chance, alien! You can't get away this time!" Dib yelled, pointing the water gun at Zim again. Purple turned back to Zim.
"Hey, ZIM!!" he yelled, causing both Dib and Zim to turn to the commscreen. "Find one more...what are the race of that planet called?"
"Humans," Dib said, sounding slightly put off.
"Yes, another human of his ability, and you three meet us back on Irk." Purple reached to turn off the screen.
"WAIT!" Dib yelled, causing Purple to stop suddenly. Dib stepped in front of Zim. "Why should I help you? You want to enslave my entire planet, I don't owe you anything!" Red stepped up to the screen.
"Help us," he said, "and you can keep your little planet. We'll leave it alone. Don't and you'll have our entire army to deal with, Human." It was a bluff, Earth wasn't important enough to spend valuable resources on, but it worked. Dib backed off.
"Wait, but Sirs!" Zim began to protest. "This human has been the plague..."
"Toodles!" Purple grinned and flipped the commscreen off.
Zim and Dib glared at each other. Dib spoke first.
"I guess we're stuck working together," he said. "Joy."
"I suppose we are." Zim folded the robotic extensions back into his pod. "I wouldn't describe the experiance as joy, though. More like...I'd rather be crammed feetfirst into a meat grinder while Blorchian rats chewed on my still-living person." Dib smirked.
"Wow, you sound like you're looking forward to it almost as much as I am." He turned to go.
"Dib. You pick the other human," Zim said. "You're all still useless stinkbeasts to me." Dib nodded, then entered the transport tube, exiting the lab.
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Fwaa! THIS should be amusing. Well? You like, you no like? Review. I'll love you more. *Grin*
Disclaimer: Ha, JHONEN! I KNEW YOU WERE READING THIS!! ^_^ I'm not claiming the characters that aren't mine...yeah!
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All The Purple Cats...And Their Misadventures
Chapter Three: Yurusunai; Ninmu Ryoukai
(For the Japanese illeterate: "I can't forgive it; Mission Accepted." I'm pretty sure that's what it means...)
~*~*~*~*~
Zim watched as the Tallest appeared onscreen. His antenna twitched, and he spoke.
"Sirs!" he barked. "My Tallest, the mission continues to go unjeporadized..."
"Yes, ZIM, you sent us the reports," said Purple, sounding exasperated. "You just need to wait on the planet until the Armada arrives." Red sniggered quietly.
"Well, that's just what I wanted to see you about, Sirs," Zim said hesitantly. "And, well...I was just wondering when the Armada will get here?" Zim stared at the screen hopefully.
Red blinked, suddenly getting an idea. "Can you hold for a sec, Zim?" Not waiting for an answer, he pressed a butten on the console before him, putting Zim on hold. Red turned to Purple.
"Well?" he said. "You were wondering who would be stupid enough to go on our suicide mission?" Purple backed up.
"Uh-uh! We *can't* send Zim," he protested. "He'll ruin the whole thing!!" Red grinned.
"Maybe so. BUT, if he does succeed, we're rid of the rebellion." Red smirked. "And if he fails, they will kill him for us. Either way..."
"We win," Purple finished. "It's perfect!" Red laughed.
"Of course it's perfect! It's my plan. All my plans are perfect!" Red floated back over to the console.
"Sending Zim to Earth wasn't a good plan," Purple pointed out.
"Shut up," Red growled.
Back on Earth...
Dib watched, surprised. Previously, he had never seen Zim contact his leaders, and it had never occured to him that Zim was simply doing a job. A smile creeped across his face. 'If I can catch Zim now,' he thought, 'It will embarrass him in front of his superiors as well! Dib, you're a genius!'
He dropped to the ground, landing silently. He climbed up the outside of the tube, climbing to the celing. He crawled closer to where Zim was standing, oblivious to his approach. He pulled out his water gun and waited.
Zim watched the screen, perplexed. This hadn't happened, but it seemed important...'What are they talking about?' he wondered. 'Did I say something wrong? No, that can't be, Tallest Red had seemed...not angry, that's for sure...what was it?' He stared at the blank screen, which suddenly came back to life. Purple spoke.
"Zim, I think...you've been on that planet too long. We have all the information we need," he announced.
"Yes, I sent it to you..." Zim said, then shut up when Red glared at him.
"SO, we have another mission for you," Purple continued. It will be a little dangerous, but...nothing...you can't handle." Red turned around, he could barly keep himself from laughing.
Zim didn't get a chance to answer, for justthen a stream of water descended onto him from the celing, hitting him directly in the head. He fell to the ground, screaming and convulsing, slapping at the wet aries to try to get the water off.
Dib laughed and sprayed Zim again, enjoying his suffering. He didn't notice, however, that by using his water gun left him hanging by one arm, for his legs didn't help much. Zim realized this, even through the burning on his skin, and extended the metallic spider legs from his pod. they stretched towards the celing, striking Dib's arm. He yelled and let go of the pipe, crashing to the ground.
Purple had been watching this, most interested, and Red had turned around to see what was going on. As Dib and Zim scrambled to their feet, the two Tallest turned to each other, talking quietly.
"The alien could prove useful to us," said Purple.
"Perhaps," agreed Red. "If anything, it should be fun to watch."
"You will pay for that, foolish Earth monkey!!" Zim spat, the metal spider legs curling around him menacingly.
"Not a chance, alien! You can't get away this time!" Dib yelled, pointing the water gun at Zim again. Purple turned back to Zim.
"Hey, ZIM!!" he yelled, causing both Dib and Zim to turn to the commscreen. "Find one more...what are the race of that planet called?"
"Humans," Dib said, sounding slightly put off.
"Yes, another human of his ability, and you three meet us back on Irk." Purple reached to turn off the screen.
"WAIT!" Dib yelled, causing Purple to stop suddenly. Dib stepped in front of Zim. "Why should I help you? You want to enslave my entire planet, I don't owe you anything!" Red stepped up to the screen.
"Help us," he said, "and you can keep your little planet. We'll leave it alone. Don't and you'll have our entire army to deal with, Human." It was a bluff, Earth wasn't important enough to spend valuable resources on, but it worked. Dib backed off.
"Wait, but Sirs!" Zim began to protest. "This human has been the plague..."
"Toodles!" Purple grinned and flipped the commscreen off.
Zim and Dib glared at each other. Dib spoke first.
"I guess we're stuck working together," he said. "Joy."
"I suppose we are." Zim folded the robotic extensions back into his pod. "I wouldn't describe the experiance as joy, though. More like...I'd rather be crammed feetfirst into a meat grinder while Blorchian rats chewed on my still-living person." Dib smirked.
"Wow, you sound like you're looking forward to it almost as much as I am." He turned to go.
"Dib. You pick the other human," Zim said. "You're all still useless stinkbeasts to me." Dib nodded, then entered the transport tube, exiting the lab.
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Fwaa! THIS should be amusing. Well? You like, you no like? Review. I'll love you more. *Grin*