Yeeee, this is my first attempt at an IZ fic, please R&R, no flames pleasie. ^^ Thanks, I hope you enjoy! An remember, I don't own any IZ charas, if i did, I'd lock them up in my basement and never let them go!
Zim sat on his couch in his house hugging his knees and thinking. It had been awhile since he had last really thought about things. For the past few weeks he had just been moping around the house, wondering how it had happened, how could it be true....He looked over in the corner at Gir. Gir was laying offline, his limp metal body sprawled out in an awkward position. His vacant black eyes missing their happy blue glow. Zim had shut down Gir a few days ago. Gir didn't understand what was going on at all, and his cheery disposition had begun to get on Zim's nerves. Zim hopped off the couch and paced around the room. He hadn't slept or ate for days and he didn't care. He was at a dead end, and there was nothing left to do. It had seemed not that long ago when he was trying to conquor the world, but now there wasn't even a need for that, Irk was gone, and he was the only one left.....
It was just a week and a day ago when it had happened, Zim had had a perfectly normal day, a few chase scenes there, a couple of doom song sessions here, and all was good and well.
"Gir! Nooooooooooo! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" screamed Zim as he chased an energetic Gir around the room.
"Woooooooooo Woooooooooo Wooooooooooooo!!!" Gir had gotten ahold of the Doombringer2005, a new project Zim had been working on and was running around the house with it.
Zim finally caught up to Gir, tackled him, and wrestled the device out of his grasp. Panting Zim stood up and pocketed the Doombringer2005. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Zim hastily put on his disguise and anserwed it.
"Oh, it's you..." said Zim, as he looked into the face of a very ticked off Dib.
"You alien scum, your lawn gnomes attacked as soon as I stepped into your lawn!"
"Mabye you shouldn't have stepped into my lawn then Dib..."
"I came to give you this," Dib claimed as he thrusted a package into Zim's arms, "I would have inspected it too if it hadn't been company policy not to go through peoples mail.." And with that, Dib stormed off.
Dib had a new job at the post office delivering packages, Zim thought it was fun to see him walk around in the hot sun all day and deliver things to other humans, like a slave. Zim liked this idea of having Dib as a slave, It would teach him a thing or two not to mess with an Invader. Zim sat down on the couch and begin to tear open his package.
"Yes!!" He yelled with glee, "My new part is here! This will surely help me conquor the planet!" He scurried into the kitchen and climbed down the trashcan and into his lab. He sat at his computer and started typing away at a transmission to The Tallest. But what he saw at the other end wasn't what he ever expected. The whole screen was shaking and Tallest Red looked battered and beaten in front of the screen.
"Zim!" He shouted, "This is no time for a report!"
"Whats going on over there?!"
"The whole planet, it's exploding, we're all trapped, Zim, you have to--" The transmission blinked out..
Zim stared at the screen awhile, refusing to belive it, then he shook his head and went to find Gir. He found Gir upstairs watching The Scary Monkey Show.
"Gir, use your tracking device to locate Irk."
Gir stood up as his eyes went red and looked up, then shruged. "Not there." Then he sat down and continued to watch The Scary Monkey Show. Zim colapsed onto the floor, Irk was gone.....what was he going to do now?
Zim stood by his window and looked out at his lawn, he didn't want to think about what had happened, he needed to think about what to do next.
Zim sat on his couch in his house hugging his knees and thinking. It had been awhile since he had last really thought about things. For the past few weeks he had just been moping around the house, wondering how it had happened, how could it be true....He looked over in the corner at Gir. Gir was laying offline, his limp metal body sprawled out in an awkward position. His vacant black eyes missing their happy blue glow. Zim had shut down Gir a few days ago. Gir didn't understand what was going on at all, and his cheery disposition had begun to get on Zim's nerves. Zim hopped off the couch and paced around the room. He hadn't slept or ate for days and he didn't care. He was at a dead end, and there was nothing left to do. It had seemed not that long ago when he was trying to conquor the world, but now there wasn't even a need for that, Irk was gone, and he was the only one left.....
It was just a week and a day ago when it had happened, Zim had had a perfectly normal day, a few chase scenes there, a couple of doom song sessions here, and all was good and well.
"Gir! Nooooooooooo! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" screamed Zim as he chased an energetic Gir around the room.
"Woooooooooo Woooooooooo Wooooooooooooo!!!" Gir had gotten ahold of the Doombringer2005, a new project Zim had been working on and was running around the house with it.
Zim finally caught up to Gir, tackled him, and wrestled the device out of his grasp. Panting Zim stood up and pocketed the Doombringer2005. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Zim hastily put on his disguise and anserwed it.
"Oh, it's you..." said Zim, as he looked into the face of a very ticked off Dib.
"You alien scum, your lawn gnomes attacked as soon as I stepped into your lawn!"
"Mabye you shouldn't have stepped into my lawn then Dib..."
"I came to give you this," Dib claimed as he thrusted a package into Zim's arms, "I would have inspected it too if it hadn't been company policy not to go through peoples mail.." And with that, Dib stormed off.
Dib had a new job at the post office delivering packages, Zim thought it was fun to see him walk around in the hot sun all day and deliver things to other humans, like a slave. Zim liked this idea of having Dib as a slave, It would teach him a thing or two not to mess with an Invader. Zim sat down on the couch and begin to tear open his package.
"Yes!!" He yelled with glee, "My new part is here! This will surely help me conquor the planet!" He scurried into the kitchen and climbed down the trashcan and into his lab. He sat at his computer and started typing away at a transmission to The Tallest. But what he saw at the other end wasn't what he ever expected. The whole screen was shaking and Tallest Red looked battered and beaten in front of the screen.
"Zim!" He shouted, "This is no time for a report!"
"Whats going on over there?!"
"The whole planet, it's exploding, we're all trapped, Zim, you have to--" The transmission blinked out..
Zim stared at the screen awhile, refusing to belive it, then he shook his head and went to find Gir. He found Gir upstairs watching The Scary Monkey Show.
"Gir, use your tracking device to locate Irk."
Gir stood up as his eyes went red and looked up, then shruged. "Not there." Then he sat down and continued to watch The Scary Monkey Show. Zim colapsed onto the floor, Irk was gone.....what was he going to do now?
Zim stood by his window and looked out at his lawn, he didn't want to think about what had happened, he needed to think about what to do next.