Author's Notes: This is part 2 of many more. Remember to keep checking back because I'll be uploading new parts every other day.
Disclaimer: See part 1.
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS
By Celtic Air
Dib and Zim sat on the bleachers in the back of the school gym trying not to be seen. They had come there to spy on Gaz and see her cheerleader tryouts. Maybe she wouldn't make it on the team and then she would be pissed at the world and go back to her normal I-Hate-Everyone routine. Maybe.
"You never told me why you hated Mal," Dib stated nonchalantly as he watched the tryouts taking place.
Zim was staring at Gaz do some flips in the air bouncing up and down. He noticed how her chest was bounding up and down as well. "Uh... no reason." Zim was entranced by Gaz at the moment; maybe this cheerleader thing wasn't so bad after all. "Ah... I mean..." He shook his green head clear, "I hate pathetic paranormal losers!"
Dib looked at Zim looking at his sister. Could it be? Maybe the weren't just teasing him. Maybe something was really going on. No! No way! Nothing was ever going to happen between the little green freak and his sister! At least not while he was alive.
"I hate my life," Dib muttered to himself.
An hour later the tryouts had ended. Dib overheard his sister's plans for the night. She was going to Mal's apartment yet again.
So, Dib and Zim snuck out of the gym and decided their plans for the evening, mainly to continue spying on Gaz. But first a quick trip back to Dib's house to get a pair of binoculars.
Dib waved a hand in front of Zim's blindfolded face. Dib didn't want Zim to know where he lived when they back to his house so they had come up with the blindfold deal. Dib was still was worried Zim had some kind of alien compass hidden away. "Can you see?"
Zim walked into a stop sign. "Ow!"
"I'll take that as a 'no'." Dib grinned to himself and pulled on Zim's shoulder, "Come on Hellen Keller, this way."
On the way back to his house, Dib had done an okay job of leading Zim through the neighborhood, only letting him bump into things every so often.
"Why do I have to wear this ridiculous blindfold?" Zim asked, "You already know where I live."
"Yes, but I don't have laser activated lawn trolls!" Dib stopped himself, afraid he may have already said too much about his lack of defenses for his house.
That night they continued their spying behind a couple of bushes by the apartment.
"I don't see anything," Dib stated. Well, nothing out of the ordinary at least, nothing that he hadn't seen for the past hour. Just Gaz and Mal playing video games. Didn't she ever get tired of playing games? Especially when her life was at stake!
"Give me those," Zim grabbed the binoculars from Dib; unfortunately the binoculars cord was still around Dib's neck.
"Ah, Ow! Zim, your... choking... me!" Dib gasped for air.
Zim didn't realize, or didn't care, he just continued to try and see... something, anything. "ARGH! I can't see a thing!" The alien ran a few feet away to get a better vantage point. With the binocular cord wrapped around his neck Dib had no choice but to follow.
"Zim! Stop... choking... can't... breath... losing... oxygen..." Dib slapped him to get his attention.
Zim looked down at the human. With a smirk he unwrapped the cord from Dib's neck. "Sorry."
"Yeah, I bet you are," Dib grimaced as he slowly regained his normal breathing. "Do you see anything?"
"No... oh, wait... maybe... uh-oh!"
"Uh-oh?!"
"Run!"
"What?"
"Run!"
"Why?"
"We've been spotted!"
"Aw, shit!"
Dib and Zim frantically ran off the property as fast as their legs could carry them. Security dogs were right behind, and they looked hungry. They made it over to the fence and climbed it quickly, thankfully able to escape but the spying was over for the night.
Mal closed the blinds as he watched the two bumbling idiots make it to safety. "Gaz, has your brother been bothering you lately? Getting into your business?"
"Whatever do you mean, my dearest love?" Gaz was still playing video games. They were some incredibly cool ones not out on the market yet. She'd only heard of them through word of mouth, through Mal.
"Has he been asking about me?"
"A little."
Mal watched as Gaz got further and further hooked into the game. The plan seemed to be working so well for the past week, and then tonight they had had two 'visitors'. "Well, I'll just have to take care of this one minute problem, and then I'll be able to take over the world." He sat back down next to Gaz.
"Won't that be nice, dear," Gaz leaned on his shoulder, happily.
"I thought tonight went well," Zim didn't like to dwell on the realities of failed plans.
"Yeah, it was just perfect!" Dib meanwhile was just a bit more upset. They sat in McMeaties eating a late dinner... or what was considered dinner around here. "You just had to get us caught, didn't you!"
"It's not my fault your earth-based products are so inferior!" Zim examined the broken binoculars, they had been smashed while trying to escape. "Next time we'll use Irken technology."
"We're just lucky there is a next time! Those dogs were out for my blood!"
"Will you relax, earth-scum?!"
"Fine! Fine! You almost get us killed and then you tell me to relax!" Dib paused. "I'll be at your house tomorrow at five o'clock, Gaz should be at Mal's by then and we can continue our mission... just be sure you turn off the troll laser beam-y things before I get there."
Zim chuckled, "Oh don't worry, I will."
"I mean it Zim! I really don't have any desire to be burnt to a crisp anytime soon!" Dib got up and left. They would reconvene tomorrow and fix everything. Hopefully.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's Random Babble: Oh! I saw "Evolution" yesterday with 7 of my friends. Cool alien movie, ugly but cute little alien buggers. Kept wanting Zim to show up, oh darn. Still, I think the best part of the movie was the coming attractions for American Pie 2, when hey showed Alyson Hannigan on screen and I yelled "WILLOW!" at the top of my voice. Heehee!
Disclaimer: See part 1.
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS
By Celtic Air
Dib and Zim sat on the bleachers in the back of the school gym trying not to be seen. They had come there to spy on Gaz and see her cheerleader tryouts. Maybe she wouldn't make it on the team and then she would be pissed at the world and go back to her normal I-Hate-Everyone routine. Maybe.
"You never told me why you hated Mal," Dib stated nonchalantly as he watched the tryouts taking place.
Zim was staring at Gaz do some flips in the air bouncing up and down. He noticed how her chest was bounding up and down as well. "Uh... no reason." Zim was entranced by Gaz at the moment; maybe this cheerleader thing wasn't so bad after all. "Ah... I mean..." He shook his green head clear, "I hate pathetic paranormal losers!"
Dib looked at Zim looking at his sister. Could it be? Maybe the weren't just teasing him. Maybe something was really going on. No! No way! Nothing was ever going to happen between the little green freak and his sister! At least not while he was alive.
"I hate my life," Dib muttered to himself.
An hour later the tryouts had ended. Dib overheard his sister's plans for the night. She was going to Mal's apartment yet again.
So, Dib and Zim snuck out of the gym and decided their plans for the evening, mainly to continue spying on Gaz. But first a quick trip back to Dib's house to get a pair of binoculars.
Dib waved a hand in front of Zim's blindfolded face. Dib didn't want Zim to know where he lived when they back to his house so they had come up with the blindfold deal. Dib was still was worried Zim had some kind of alien compass hidden away. "Can you see?"
Zim walked into a stop sign. "Ow!"
"I'll take that as a 'no'." Dib grinned to himself and pulled on Zim's shoulder, "Come on Hellen Keller, this way."
On the way back to his house, Dib had done an okay job of leading Zim through the neighborhood, only letting him bump into things every so often.
"Why do I have to wear this ridiculous blindfold?" Zim asked, "You already know where I live."
"Yes, but I don't have laser activated lawn trolls!" Dib stopped himself, afraid he may have already said too much about his lack of defenses for his house.
That night they continued their spying behind a couple of bushes by the apartment.
"I don't see anything," Dib stated. Well, nothing out of the ordinary at least, nothing that he hadn't seen for the past hour. Just Gaz and Mal playing video games. Didn't she ever get tired of playing games? Especially when her life was at stake!
"Give me those," Zim grabbed the binoculars from Dib; unfortunately the binoculars cord was still around Dib's neck.
"Ah, Ow! Zim, your... choking... me!" Dib gasped for air.
Zim didn't realize, or didn't care, he just continued to try and see... something, anything. "ARGH! I can't see a thing!" The alien ran a few feet away to get a better vantage point. With the binocular cord wrapped around his neck Dib had no choice but to follow.
"Zim! Stop... choking... can't... breath... losing... oxygen..." Dib slapped him to get his attention.
Zim looked down at the human. With a smirk he unwrapped the cord from Dib's neck. "Sorry."
"Yeah, I bet you are," Dib grimaced as he slowly regained his normal breathing. "Do you see anything?"
"No... oh, wait... maybe... uh-oh!"
"Uh-oh?!"
"Run!"
"What?"
"Run!"
"Why?"
"We've been spotted!"
"Aw, shit!"
Dib and Zim frantically ran off the property as fast as their legs could carry them. Security dogs were right behind, and they looked hungry. They made it over to the fence and climbed it quickly, thankfully able to escape but the spying was over for the night.
Mal closed the blinds as he watched the two bumbling idiots make it to safety. "Gaz, has your brother been bothering you lately? Getting into your business?"
"Whatever do you mean, my dearest love?" Gaz was still playing video games. They were some incredibly cool ones not out on the market yet. She'd only heard of them through word of mouth, through Mal.
"Has he been asking about me?"
"A little."
Mal watched as Gaz got further and further hooked into the game. The plan seemed to be working so well for the past week, and then tonight they had had two 'visitors'. "Well, I'll just have to take care of this one minute problem, and then I'll be able to take over the world." He sat back down next to Gaz.
"Won't that be nice, dear," Gaz leaned on his shoulder, happily.
"I thought tonight went well," Zim didn't like to dwell on the realities of failed plans.
"Yeah, it was just perfect!" Dib meanwhile was just a bit more upset. They sat in McMeaties eating a late dinner... or what was considered dinner around here. "You just had to get us caught, didn't you!"
"It's not my fault your earth-based products are so inferior!" Zim examined the broken binoculars, they had been smashed while trying to escape. "Next time we'll use Irken technology."
"We're just lucky there is a next time! Those dogs were out for my blood!"
"Will you relax, earth-scum?!"
"Fine! Fine! You almost get us killed and then you tell me to relax!" Dib paused. "I'll be at your house tomorrow at five o'clock, Gaz should be at Mal's by then and we can continue our mission... just be sure you turn off the troll laser beam-y things before I get there."
Zim chuckled, "Oh don't worry, I will."
"I mean it Zim! I really don't have any desire to be burnt to a crisp anytime soon!" Dib got up and left. They would reconvene tomorrow and fix everything. Hopefully.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's Random Babble: Oh! I saw "Evolution" yesterday with 7 of my friends. Cool alien movie, ugly but cute little alien buggers. Kept wanting Zim to show up, oh darn. Still, I think the best part of the movie was the coming attractions for American Pie 2, when hey showed Alyson Hannigan on screen and I yelled "WILLOW!" at the top of my voice. Heehee!