OK so I was sitting in the car having a big giant writers block in my path to the end of
this story and my brother turns on a le Miz (see reviews) CD. as I sat listening to some of
those songs, the way two end it hit me like a brick. This is not the final chapter the next
one I write will be my last, but be happy the madness of the first (to my knowledge) Zim
loses fic will end soon.
Zim's last Invention
Zim stared at the sleeping robot's still form, with a joy like he had not felt in
years. One of the few good memories he had, floated back to him. How he had first felt
when he knew he was getting a sir. Of course he had gotten gir instead, but that didn't
matter he even preferred gir now. He placed the little robots form gently in one of the
cleaner boxes, and went back over to Gir's container. inside were tools that had repaired
Gir with, and parts that he had removed and not used. Among these a very interesting
personality uploder editor. When he had buried gir, he thought that when he got the
chance he would change gir so he would actually obey his commands. Now he just didn't
care about that sort of thing. as he stared at gir's excess chips his mind began to form a
plan. 'Yes! That is it. It is the perfect way to make dib feel my pain. Yes....." Zim
mumbled out loud. Knowing that his time grew steadily shorter, he went to work on his
last invention.
The hunt continues........
Dib smiled as he parked his car in a familiar spot, and stared at the abandoned
buildings all around him. They had been chasing Zim across town all night. Gaz had even
called work to say she wasn't coming in today, Dib did not have to. This was his work. It
was amazing how the little alien could go so far in one night, with out a car or his
backpack.
Dib got out of the car and gaz followed him. So that Dib could drive, she had been
reading Zim's course on the DNA tracer. She told him ware to go now, but he already
knew. "I thought Zim would return here in hopes of finding something left of his
technologies, but we scientists searched this place with A fine toothed comb!' Dib told
Gaz, who was moving towards the ruble of Zim's house.
Gaz looked at dib, and sighed as he continued to rant. 'He never did know how to
keep his trap shut.' she thought as she followed the tracer into the remains 'But at least he
is happy. In fact I have never seen him this happy not even when he first caught Zim., and
I think I know why. Hunting down an escaped alien menace is kind of fun.... ' just then
Gaz noticed something. There was a part of the ground that was freshly disturbed. Not
quite the color of the rest. She grabbed a bit of it and it fell loosely through her hand.
"Dib" She shouted "get over here!" as her brother walked quickly over to look at what
she had found, she began to dig. "It looks like you missed something" she said. for when
she had finally removed the loose soil zim had not bothered to pack down At the bottom
of the hole was a definite rectangular shape.
"Master?" Gir's squeaky voice questioned. "Over here Gir. "A distracted zim
answered. The tiny robot picked himself up with his remaining arm and climbed out of
the box he had been resting in. He walked over to his master who was bent over a piece
of wiring and circuitry. Zim had a look of concentration in his eyes, so Gir who did not
want to upset him, set about finding that cupcake he had left behind. Forgetting of course
that he had what ever was left of it in his head. Gir was shaken out of his futile search by
a bout of insane laughter from his master Zim.
"Done! Gir it is done the last part of my plan. Now all I have to do is sit here and
wait. Soon enough Dib will come. It is so simple. First Dib will appear, probably alone.
Using what ever gadgets he has invented, he will try and capture me. I will evade him,
then I will turn this on" he shouted holding up the bit of machinery" I will almost
certainly die in the process, but what do I have to live for." his voice grew quiet. "I have
no home. No race. No one, but you gir" Gir stared him a slightly confused look on his
face, but said nothing. Zim sighed not expecting an answer to he ranting. There were two
things that being captured had done to Zim. One it had driven him half mad or at least
more than he already was. The second was that the endless mental and physical tests had
prepared him in a way that dib was not, for there final contest. Like wise there were two
things Zim was positive of. He would make dib pay, and then, and then he would die.
. . . .
review please
this story and my brother turns on a le Miz (see reviews) CD. as I sat listening to some of
those songs, the way two end it hit me like a brick. This is not the final chapter the next
one I write will be my last, but be happy the madness of the first (to my knowledge) Zim
loses fic will end soon.
Zim's last Invention
Zim stared at the sleeping robot's still form, with a joy like he had not felt in
years. One of the few good memories he had, floated back to him. How he had first felt
when he knew he was getting a sir. Of course he had gotten gir instead, but that didn't
matter he even preferred gir now. He placed the little robots form gently in one of the
cleaner boxes, and went back over to Gir's container. inside were tools that had repaired
Gir with, and parts that he had removed and not used. Among these a very interesting
personality uploder editor. When he had buried gir, he thought that when he got the
chance he would change gir so he would actually obey his commands. Now he just didn't
care about that sort of thing. as he stared at gir's excess chips his mind began to form a
plan. 'Yes! That is it. It is the perfect way to make dib feel my pain. Yes....." Zim
mumbled out loud. Knowing that his time grew steadily shorter, he went to work on his
last invention.
The hunt continues........
Dib smiled as he parked his car in a familiar spot, and stared at the abandoned
buildings all around him. They had been chasing Zim across town all night. Gaz had even
called work to say she wasn't coming in today, Dib did not have to. This was his work. It
was amazing how the little alien could go so far in one night, with out a car or his
backpack.
Dib got out of the car and gaz followed him. So that Dib could drive, she had been
reading Zim's course on the DNA tracer. She told him ware to go now, but he already
knew. "I thought Zim would return here in hopes of finding something left of his
technologies, but we scientists searched this place with A fine toothed comb!' Dib told
Gaz, who was moving towards the ruble of Zim's house.
Gaz looked at dib, and sighed as he continued to rant. 'He never did know how to
keep his trap shut.' she thought as she followed the tracer into the remains 'But at least he
is happy. In fact I have never seen him this happy not even when he first caught Zim., and
I think I know why. Hunting down an escaped alien menace is kind of fun.... ' just then
Gaz noticed something. There was a part of the ground that was freshly disturbed. Not
quite the color of the rest. She grabbed a bit of it and it fell loosely through her hand.
"Dib" She shouted "get over here!" as her brother walked quickly over to look at what
she had found, she began to dig. "It looks like you missed something" she said. for when
she had finally removed the loose soil zim had not bothered to pack down At the bottom
of the hole was a definite rectangular shape.
"Master?" Gir's squeaky voice questioned. "Over here Gir. "A distracted zim
answered. The tiny robot picked himself up with his remaining arm and climbed out of
the box he had been resting in. He walked over to his master who was bent over a piece
of wiring and circuitry. Zim had a look of concentration in his eyes, so Gir who did not
want to upset him, set about finding that cupcake he had left behind. Forgetting of course
that he had what ever was left of it in his head. Gir was shaken out of his futile search by
a bout of insane laughter from his master Zim.
"Done! Gir it is done the last part of my plan. Now all I have to do is sit here and
wait. Soon enough Dib will come. It is so simple. First Dib will appear, probably alone.
Using what ever gadgets he has invented, he will try and capture me. I will evade him,
then I will turn this on" he shouted holding up the bit of machinery" I will almost
certainly die in the process, but what do I have to live for." his voice grew quiet. "I have
no home. No race. No one, but you gir" Gir stared him a slightly confused look on his
face, but said nothing. Zim sighed not expecting an answer to he ranting. There were two
things that being captured had done to Zim. One it had driven him half mad or at least
more than he already was. The second was that the endless mental and physical tests had
prepared him in a way that dib was not, for there final contest. Like wise there were two
things Zim was positive of. He would make dib pay, and then, and then he would die.
. . . .
review please