What?
Me? Stricken by writer's block? I should say not!! Ok, fine. When I read
the summary for one of the new IZ eps, I was a bit crushed (when you read it, you'll
know why…grr…) but I have regained my confidence, and here I am.
Disclaimer:
I only own Skitt, Zoe, and the storyline…okay?
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ZIM
glared at GIR. The small robot was standing there, in his dog disguise, simply
staring at the television, which held the 'Scary Monkey' once again.
"You
did what today?!" ZIM growled, taking the lenses carefully from his
eyes.
GIR
turned his head towards his master. "I went to see Zoh-ee…" he chirped, an
inane smile spreading across his face. ZIM put his head in his hands for a
moment, and then plucked the toupee off his head. Throwing it to the side, he
walked over to GIR.
"GIR,
Zoe is the SIR that belongs to Skitt, therefore she is our enemy. Do not make
contact with her anymore. What did you do today anyway?" ZIM questioned.
"Uhm…we
went to the Brainfreezy place…then we watched Teeeeee…Veeeeee…" GIR said,
droning out the syllables.
ZIM
stared for a moment. "You mean, you didn't say anything about our mission?"
This seemed highly unlikely. Wouldn't Skitt's SIR try to collect information on
her master's enemies?
GIR
shook his head. "Nuh-uh." Then, a cupcake popped out of the top of the
television somehow and GIR caught it. Then the little SIR commenced in eating
it.
"Ugh…you've
been keeping cupcakes in the TV?" ZIM muttered, then retreated to his lab,
shaking his head.
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Dib stared around the corner at Skitt's
house. He was dressed in his stealth outfit like he had worn before. That's
'NanoZIM' for you who aren't getting it. It was the black of night, around
11:30pm. He was about ready to infiltrate the house, of course. Taking in a
deep breath, he flipped around and started running into the weed-choked yard.
Suddenly
the door seemed so far away as Dib began to run. The Venus Flytraps moved
toward him through the grass like a liquid, effortless. He jumped over the
nearest one as it attempted to take a bite of him. He reached the steps and
quickly and slumped down onto the ground. The Venus Flytraps hissed but
returned to their still positions nonetheless.
"Zoe,
I need to review Invader ZIM's log again and see what other information I can gather
from it," Dib heard Skitt say. He wondered why her voice was so clear, but then
he saw an open window with black, torn curtain blowing slightly in the breeze.
Dib
heard a robotic whirring. "Master, what do you want me to do?"
A
chuckle. "Zoe, you can go over to see GIR if you like, just don't bother me for
a while, okay?"
"Yes,
sir…ma'am…ma'am-sir!"
He
heard Skitt sigh. "Just 'sir' will do, Zoe. Now run along."
The
door opened and the parrot came out, emitting blue flames from underneath its
wings. As it took off into the sky, the door closed automatically. Dib heard a
vacuum-like sound from inside the house and then the silence that followed he
took to mean that Skitt was down in her lab.
'Now's
my chance!'
Dib thought to himself. He climbed onto an evergreen bush and grabbed hold of
the windowsill. Pulling himself up through the window, Dib fell onto the floor.
The tile was black squares with smaller white squares placed in a strange
pattern. There was no toilet in this kitchen; it was just an extremely black
colored kitchen. Everything except for the faucet and the hot/cold knobs of the
sink was black.
"Why
would these be…not black?" Dib asked aloud. He clambered up onto the
countertop. He turned around and saw that the strange pattern of white squares
on the floor created a symbol. The symbol had two large eyes, a pointed head,
and antennae. Dib didn't know that it was one of the symbols of the Irken
Empire, but he could tell that it-
"-Looks
just like ZIM!" Dib realized.
Just
as he was about to pull out some paper and sketch the image – it might be
useful later on – the refrigerator in the corner started glowing. The freezer
door's handle became a bright green and then it opened. Just as Dib scrambled
under the table nearby, out of the compartment slid Skitt, in disguise.
"I
wonder if this Earthen food will be any good," he heard her murmur. She gave a
disdainful glance at the front room. Just then, the doorbell rang. It was a
regular 'ding-dong' kind of sound. Four black, sleek spider legs with
purplish-colored joints slid out of her backpack and she used these to walk to
the door.
Dib
heard the door open. A teenage-sounding voice said, "Here's your pizza, that'll
be $17.63 with tax."
"Huh?
Oh, yes, the money. Here you are. Now give me my 'pizza' and leave." There was
the sound of a slamming door, and then the sound of nearing footsteps. Dib knew
he'd just have to stay put until Skitt was done eating the pizza, or whatever
she planned to do with it.
From
above, Skitt made a thoughtful sound. "Zoe seems to appear to like this Earth
food, and we've only been here for a day. On the other hand, Invader ZIM has
logged in many accounts of this food having a negative effect on him." She was
silent for a moment. "Well, I can handle this food whether or not Invader ZIM
can!"
Dib
rolled a bit as Skitt shifted, her foot nearing him. He heard Skitt eating the
pizza, and he moved silently as far away from her as possible. There was no
other sounds in the Invader's house but Skitt's quiet eating. Dib was
terrified. He didn't know how long he would have to stay there, and with every
passing moment he became more worried of being found out. In ZIM's base, he
only had to avoid a few cables – which he had noticed also draped the ceiling
here – and the lawn gnomes. ZIM had done nothing but watch. He was pretty sure
he was overreacting, but he feared Skitt more than ZIM.
When
Skitt finally spoke, Dib almost cried out in surprise.
"Hey…this
is pretty good! Yum, this is really good! Ah, another reason to be on Earth…!"
She paused. "…Sausages and mushrooms pizza! Heh…now I'm talking to myself."
With
that, the sound of cardboard hitting the wall was heard and a platform below
Skitt's feet glowed. It began to sink through a hole in the floor, brining her
with it, and Dib froze. He saw Skitt was facing away from him. As she was just
barely visible above the floor, she turned at the last second. She looked under
the table and saw nothing there.
Dib
was on the top of the table, laying flat in the center. He stayed there for a
moment until he heard a soft 'whooshing' sound, and the floor was sealed up
again. Without another word, he leapt from the tabletop out the window and
raced to the sidewalk.
"Aah,
that was close," Dib muttered, and went across the street and snuck back into
his house.
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