The man from Foodcourtia~ by DanniB
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I still do not own Zim; as much as I'd like to, I do not. He is the property of Jhonen Vasquez! Oh yeah and Nickelodeon.
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Thanks to everyone who gave my last story great reviews I love you all!
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Space in all its inky blackness. Scattered with stars twinkling in perpetual night. Even rarer then the stars were the magnificent planets. The galaxy contained few, but those fantastic orbs orbited majestically around the mighty life giving sun. Sadly only life occurred on one planet of nine.
Yellowed eyes looked down at the blue and green marble though the windows of an interstellar ship gliding though the void. A hulking figure looked at a scanner on the dashboard of the cockpit. A little light was flashing on it. The figure knew what it meant, his search was at its end, he had found the elusive creature he was sent to find. He grinned with gleaming teeth as the tracker blip's identity passed his lips.
"ZIM"
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Regular playground screeching filled the air, the choir of children at recess accompanied by the squeaking of swing chains, bouncing balls running feet, creaky slides and the occasional click of a jump rope swishing the ground. An orchestra of childhood delights amid the 45-minute freedom from the tedious school day.
By the seesaws wasn't the most important of events but definitely a comically pitiful sight. Little Melvin sat perched atop the highly suspended end of the teeter-totter shaking like a leaf looking down at the pavement far below his swinging feet. Clinging to the handlebars with fear he angled his eyes down at the large smiling bulk that was Torque Smaky sitting on the other end, weighing it down forcing Melvin to remain helplessly up in the air.
"Torque, I'd like to get down now!" Melvin timidly squeaked.
"Oh, you wanna get down?" Torque Smirked.
"Yes."
With a heave of his massive body the large boy leaped off his end of the seesaw letting Melvin plummet speedily to the ground landing with a painful smack that shot through his body. He let out a tiny squeal still feeling the pain in his butt.
Lavender-blue eyes watched this moment with sadistic pleasure. Zim smiled filled with glee sitting on the end of a neighboring seesaw, the opposite side of which was empty, hovering above the ground as Zim on his end hopped periodically trying to appear as though he were playing on it.
"Pitiful light boy." He announced before emitting a loud cackle.
Annoyed by Zim's laughter or just freaked out by it, some children surrounding the area gave him a peculiar look before slowly backing off. Zim still tickled by Melvin's misfortune, continued chuckling until he lost his balance and teetered off his seat onto the gravel beneath him. Recovering from his bumped body, he failed to notice the end of the seesaw spring up then fall hitting his head upon its decent.
"Inferior earth plaything" he growled.
The shrill clang of the school bell drew the children back towards the building like mindless sheep brainwashed by repetition. Zim got to his feet and wearily followed the horde of stink beast pups rubbing the back of his head. He dreaded having to return to class and Miss Bitters' cynical lessons, but an invader must put himself through such tortures if he is to achieve global domination.
A darkly hidden figure watched Zim from across the street. The little alien walked slowly towards the educational facility. All the other kids had already re entered the building, leaving him by himself.
Zim reached for the closing door leading to get back into the school as the sunlight behind him vanished leaving a slight chill on his back. Probably a cloud, he thought nothing of it until...
"Zim," a deep voice said, "we finally meet again"
That voice was familiar but Zim dismissed it.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'm late for class." He turned to tell the stranger off and ended up looking face to face with a mammoth form standing over him. Its malice filled yellow eyes hauntingly and terrifyingly familiar.
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I still do not own Zim; as much as I'd like to, I do not. He is the property of Jhonen Vasquez! Oh yeah and Nickelodeon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks to everyone who gave my last story great reviews I love you all!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Space in all its inky blackness. Scattered with stars twinkling in perpetual night. Even rarer then the stars were the magnificent planets. The galaxy contained few, but those fantastic orbs orbited majestically around the mighty life giving sun. Sadly only life occurred on one planet of nine.
Yellowed eyes looked down at the blue and green marble though the windows of an interstellar ship gliding though the void. A hulking figure looked at a scanner on the dashboard of the cockpit. A little light was flashing on it. The figure knew what it meant, his search was at its end, he had found the elusive creature he was sent to find. He grinned with gleaming teeth as the tracker blip's identity passed his lips.
"ZIM"
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Regular playground screeching filled the air, the choir of children at recess accompanied by the squeaking of swing chains, bouncing balls running feet, creaky slides and the occasional click of a jump rope swishing the ground. An orchestra of childhood delights amid the 45-minute freedom from the tedious school day.
By the seesaws wasn't the most important of events but definitely a comically pitiful sight. Little Melvin sat perched atop the highly suspended end of the teeter-totter shaking like a leaf looking down at the pavement far below his swinging feet. Clinging to the handlebars with fear he angled his eyes down at the large smiling bulk that was Torque Smaky sitting on the other end, weighing it down forcing Melvin to remain helplessly up in the air.
"Torque, I'd like to get down now!" Melvin timidly squeaked.
"Oh, you wanna get down?" Torque Smirked.
"Yes."
With a heave of his massive body the large boy leaped off his end of the seesaw letting Melvin plummet speedily to the ground landing with a painful smack that shot through his body. He let out a tiny squeal still feeling the pain in his butt.
Lavender-blue eyes watched this moment with sadistic pleasure. Zim smiled filled with glee sitting on the end of a neighboring seesaw, the opposite side of which was empty, hovering above the ground as Zim on his end hopped periodically trying to appear as though he were playing on it.
"Pitiful light boy." He announced before emitting a loud cackle.
Annoyed by Zim's laughter or just freaked out by it, some children surrounding the area gave him a peculiar look before slowly backing off. Zim still tickled by Melvin's misfortune, continued chuckling until he lost his balance and teetered off his seat onto the gravel beneath him. Recovering from his bumped body, he failed to notice the end of the seesaw spring up then fall hitting his head upon its decent.
"Inferior earth plaything" he growled.
The shrill clang of the school bell drew the children back towards the building like mindless sheep brainwashed by repetition. Zim got to his feet and wearily followed the horde of stink beast pups rubbing the back of his head. He dreaded having to return to class and Miss Bitters' cynical lessons, but an invader must put himself through such tortures if he is to achieve global domination.
A darkly hidden figure watched Zim from across the street. The little alien walked slowly towards the educational facility. All the other kids had already re entered the building, leaving him by himself.
Zim reached for the closing door leading to get back into the school as the sunlight behind him vanished leaving a slight chill on his back. Probably a cloud, he thought nothing of it until...
"Zim," a deep voice said, "we finally meet again"
That voice was familiar but Zim dismissed it.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'm late for class." He turned to tell the stranger off and ended up looking face to face with a mammoth form standing over him. Its malice filled yellow eyes hauntingly and terrifyingly familiar.