Yeshyesh, Chapter Four. COME, MY MINIONS!!!!! POLLINATE!! FWAAAAAA!!!! *coughcough* Ehrm...hehheh...I like to make up wooooords...
Disclaimer: Uh...in the event hell freezes over and someone affilated with Zim reads this, they're not mine!
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All The Purple Cats...And Their Misadventures
Chapter Four: Truthful Pretenders
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Dib exited Zim's house, feeling...he wasn't sure what he was feeling. He did NOT want to be involved in anything Zim had to do with, and yet...And yet he was excited. The farthest any human had been was the moon. The idea seemed to hit him all at once, as though he had just now been informed. "I'm going into outer space!!" he thought to himself, as he walked down the sidewalk. It was a few miles to his apartment, but he needed the air. He thought about what the aliens had in store. They hadn't said. Why was anyone's guess.
"Hiding something, perhaps? But why? They'd never even seen me before..." he muttered as he walked down the road. He decided not to think about that, and thought about coming back. How the hell would he convince anyone sane of what he would do? Would he come back at all? One thought stuck in his mind: What if this was a trap? He tried to dismiss the thought. After all, he reasoned, Zim had seemed genuinely surprised. He had made it plain that he wanted no part of the plan the other aliens were talking about. And, he thought, if it was a trap, why bring two people?
He pushed the door of the apartment complex he lived in open and made his way to the elevator. He punched the number four, and sighed as the doors slid closed. The doors opened again on the third floor to let another person in, a guy Dib recognized. He was about Dib's height, but about a year older. The door slid open again on the fourth floor and Dib stepped off, then walked down the hallway, past the rows of doors. He stopped at one and unlocked the door, stepping inside and fumbling for the light switch. He found it and flicked it on, and he shut the door quietly. Dib's apartment was a mess, like it usually was, with magazines strewn everywhere there was table space. He walked into his bedroom and flopped down onto his unmade bed, staring at the celing.
*Back at Zim's house...*
Zim stood, staring at the commscreen. He couldn't believe what the Tallest were asking him to do. No Invader had ever been called away from their mission. And with Dib! Zim shuddered at the thought.
"He'll mess up whatever the Tallest want me to do. Why in the seven hells of the System of Cornarth did they want him to come?" Zim turned on his heel and went back into the transport-tube, grabbing a remote control as he went. He emerged from the refrigerator and promptly tripped over Gir, who was standing in front of it for no obvious reason Zim could see. The disgruntled Invader turned to glare at Gir.
"GIR!! Why were you standing there?!" Zim demanded.
"Waiting for you" the malfunctioning Sir said with a grin. It hugged Zim's head. "I like you." Zim rolled his crimson eyes and got up, Gir dropping to the ground.
"Gir. We're...going on a trip," Zim explained. "We're...probably not coming back." Gir's eyes teared up, though how Zim had no idea.
"B-but why?" Gir sobbed, hugging Zim's leg. "I wanna watch the Scary Monkey Shoooooooooow!!"
"I don't have a choice, Gir! The Tallest told me I have another mission, so I have to go." Zim tried to pry the tiny robot off his leg.
Gir sniffled. "We destroy? I like cupcakes!" It grinned happily. Zim sighed, and walked over to the front door. He opened it and stepped outside, minus his disguise. He wouldn't need it, not anymore. He pressed a button on the remote control, and, with loud mechanical gear sounds, the house folded itself into it's compact form, leaving his vootrunner in a now-empty lot. Zim walked over to the ship and slid the hatch open, then pressing a button on the inside. It was too small for him now, he needed to make it large enough for three.
"Upgrade command initiated!" The runner announced loudly. The entire thing dismantled itself, and Zim waited as it began rebuilding itself again.
*At Dib's place again...woo, scene changes...*
Dib stared out his window, watching the sky. He didn't know why, he just was. The fire escape ladder was directly outside his window, leading to both the roof and the ground. Suddenly, the outline of a person climbed swiftly up the ladder, heading for the roof. 'What the...' Dib thought, sitting up. He walked over to the window and opened it, looking up the ladder. Whoever it was had already scaled the remaining three floors and was clombing on the roof. Dib climbed out the window and began scaling the ladder.
He reached the top and glanced around. Then he spotted the person who had climbed the fire escape. It was a girl, one he knew slightly. Her name was Aileen. She was sitting on the roof, indian-style, staring at the sky. Her waist-length hair was black, blacker than Dib's, if that was possible. She wore a black long-sleeved shirt, the sleeves flaring at the elbows. Her pants were baggy and black, and she also wore an ankle-length black trenchcoat, the sleeves ripped off. Her skin was pale, contrastng sharply with her black hair and clothes. Her eyes were an almost unnatural green.
She looked over at Dib, noticing him for the first time.
"Hi, Dib," she said, waving. "What are you doing on the roof?"
"What are YOU doing on the roof?" Dib asked. Aileen smiled.
"Looking at the sky." Her gaze drifted upwards. "At space..." she trailed off. "I wonder..."
"What's out there?" Dib finished for her. Aileen shrugged.
"Rocks. Gas. Fire." She kept her gaze upward.
"Aliens," Dib said. Aileen looked over at Dib.
"You think so?" she asked.
"I know so."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"How do you know?"
Dib grinned.
"I have proof," he said, slightly smugly. Aileen lifted an eyebrow.
"Really? I'd like to see it, then." She stood up, crossing her arms. "You got an alien or something?" Dib blinked.
"If I told you I did, and that he was going to take us both into outer space on a mission neither of us had heard of nor do we know what it is, what would you say?" he asked.
"Well, first I'd say you were insane," Aileen said, rather bluntly. "But then I'd say, take me!"
"Good," Dib said, "'cause there is."
"Okay," Aileen said, smirking. "You're insane. Now show me this alien." Dib grinned.
"Okay...meet me downstairs in an hour." He turned towards the fire escape.
"What are you going to be doing for an hour?" Aileen asked.
"Packing."
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Be honest. Should I continue this? How can I improve the story (because I know I can) Helpful feedback is HUGELY apperciated. *Huggles*
Disclaimer: Uh...in the event hell freezes over and someone affilated with Zim reads this, they're not mine!
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All The Purple Cats...And Their Misadventures
Chapter Four: Truthful Pretenders
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Dib exited Zim's house, feeling...he wasn't sure what he was feeling. He did NOT want to be involved in anything Zim had to do with, and yet...And yet he was excited. The farthest any human had been was the moon. The idea seemed to hit him all at once, as though he had just now been informed. "I'm going into outer space!!" he thought to himself, as he walked down the sidewalk. It was a few miles to his apartment, but he needed the air. He thought about what the aliens had in store. They hadn't said. Why was anyone's guess.
"Hiding something, perhaps? But why? They'd never even seen me before..." he muttered as he walked down the road. He decided not to think about that, and thought about coming back. How the hell would he convince anyone sane of what he would do? Would he come back at all? One thought stuck in his mind: What if this was a trap? He tried to dismiss the thought. After all, he reasoned, Zim had seemed genuinely surprised. He had made it plain that he wanted no part of the plan the other aliens were talking about. And, he thought, if it was a trap, why bring two people?
He pushed the door of the apartment complex he lived in open and made his way to the elevator. He punched the number four, and sighed as the doors slid closed. The doors opened again on the third floor to let another person in, a guy Dib recognized. He was about Dib's height, but about a year older. The door slid open again on the fourth floor and Dib stepped off, then walked down the hallway, past the rows of doors. He stopped at one and unlocked the door, stepping inside and fumbling for the light switch. He found it and flicked it on, and he shut the door quietly. Dib's apartment was a mess, like it usually was, with magazines strewn everywhere there was table space. He walked into his bedroom and flopped down onto his unmade bed, staring at the celing.
*Back at Zim's house...*
Zim stood, staring at the commscreen. He couldn't believe what the Tallest were asking him to do. No Invader had ever been called away from their mission. And with Dib! Zim shuddered at the thought.
"He'll mess up whatever the Tallest want me to do. Why in the seven hells of the System of Cornarth did they want him to come?" Zim turned on his heel and went back into the transport-tube, grabbing a remote control as he went. He emerged from the refrigerator and promptly tripped over Gir, who was standing in front of it for no obvious reason Zim could see. The disgruntled Invader turned to glare at Gir.
"GIR!! Why were you standing there?!" Zim demanded.
"Waiting for you" the malfunctioning Sir said with a grin. It hugged Zim's head. "I like you." Zim rolled his crimson eyes and got up, Gir dropping to the ground.
"Gir. We're...going on a trip," Zim explained. "We're...probably not coming back." Gir's eyes teared up, though how Zim had no idea.
"B-but why?" Gir sobbed, hugging Zim's leg. "I wanna watch the Scary Monkey Shoooooooooow!!"
"I don't have a choice, Gir! The Tallest told me I have another mission, so I have to go." Zim tried to pry the tiny robot off his leg.
Gir sniffled. "We destroy? I like cupcakes!" It grinned happily. Zim sighed, and walked over to the front door. He opened it and stepped outside, minus his disguise. He wouldn't need it, not anymore. He pressed a button on the remote control, and, with loud mechanical gear sounds, the house folded itself into it's compact form, leaving his vootrunner in a now-empty lot. Zim walked over to the ship and slid the hatch open, then pressing a button on the inside. It was too small for him now, he needed to make it large enough for three.
"Upgrade command initiated!" The runner announced loudly. The entire thing dismantled itself, and Zim waited as it began rebuilding itself again.
*At Dib's place again...woo, scene changes...*
Dib stared out his window, watching the sky. He didn't know why, he just was. The fire escape ladder was directly outside his window, leading to both the roof and the ground. Suddenly, the outline of a person climbed swiftly up the ladder, heading for the roof. 'What the...' Dib thought, sitting up. He walked over to the window and opened it, looking up the ladder. Whoever it was had already scaled the remaining three floors and was clombing on the roof. Dib climbed out the window and began scaling the ladder.
He reached the top and glanced around. Then he spotted the person who had climbed the fire escape. It was a girl, one he knew slightly. Her name was Aileen. She was sitting on the roof, indian-style, staring at the sky. Her waist-length hair was black, blacker than Dib's, if that was possible. She wore a black long-sleeved shirt, the sleeves flaring at the elbows. Her pants were baggy and black, and she also wore an ankle-length black trenchcoat, the sleeves ripped off. Her skin was pale, contrastng sharply with her black hair and clothes. Her eyes were an almost unnatural green.
She looked over at Dib, noticing him for the first time.
"Hi, Dib," she said, waving. "What are you doing on the roof?"
"What are YOU doing on the roof?" Dib asked. Aileen smiled.
"Looking at the sky." Her gaze drifted upwards. "At space..." she trailed off. "I wonder..."
"What's out there?" Dib finished for her. Aileen shrugged.
"Rocks. Gas. Fire." She kept her gaze upward.
"Aliens," Dib said. Aileen looked over at Dib.
"You think so?" she asked.
"I know so."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"How do you know?"
Dib grinned.
"I have proof," he said, slightly smugly. Aileen lifted an eyebrow.
"Really? I'd like to see it, then." She stood up, crossing her arms. "You got an alien or something?" Dib blinked.
"If I told you I did, and that he was going to take us both into outer space on a mission neither of us had heard of nor do we know what it is, what would you say?" he asked.
"Well, first I'd say you were insane," Aileen said, rather bluntly. "But then I'd say, take me!"
"Good," Dib said, "'cause there is."
"Okay," Aileen said, smirking. "You're insane. Now show me this alien." Dib grinned.
"Okay...meet me downstairs in an hour." He turned towards the fire escape.
"What are you going to be doing for an hour?" Aileen asked.
"Packing."
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Be honest. Should I continue this? How can I improve the story (because I know I can) Helpful feedback is HUGELY apperciated. *Huggles*