A/N: Once more this is for a friend. Mary Sues are bad bad bad bad bad bad bad Very bad things. I do not recommend that ANYONE do a MS unless you are mentally damaged.
The Things I do for Friends
Veer adjusted his uniform some more as Axia led him to the front door. "I'm sorry if I went over the line last night." He said hesitantly. She was three millimeters taller than him and had the authority to have him vaporized.
"It's okay Veer, we'll work something out." She said.
He stepped out of the apartment and waved goodbye as the door shut. She let out a sigh of relief. Maybe no one saw.
She turned around and saw Aza standing in the kitchen doorway grinning at her. "Have fun last night did you?"
"What do you mean?" Axia asked hoping she could slip by her dependents' knowing glance.
"Oh come on Axia, Inerian Vodka may hinder judgement but it does nothing to haze the memory. Last night you were on Veer like a Hanktin Leech on a Golder Fish. So spill."
"I don't have to. But maybe I should be asking where you got that Vodka in the first place. You're on probation Aza, you can't be caught drinking."
Aza shrugged. "Sounded like a good idea at the times. Besides, Zim did teach us a fun game didn't he?"
"Speaking of Zim." Axia said feeling it time to turn the tables. "You tell me what happened when Veer and I." She paused. "Left the room."
"Oh we downed more shots, then did what he called 'making out', it's some 'Earth' term for 'gleffing'. He did this thing with his tongue that,"
"I don't want those kinds of details." Axia interrupted.
"Well we didn't get too far." Aza said smirking at Axia. "But Zeta came in some time before I passed out."
Axia sighed again. "My head hurts too much for this. I'm going to go paint." She walked away rubbing her head.
Aza simply smiled and eventually started to grin manically making a small 'heh' sound before she went to find something to do.
* * *
"Do you understand Zim?" Purple asked. He had just threatened Zim with a string of bad things if he so much as looked at Zeta funny.
Zim nodded. "I understand My Tallest."
"Then you can leave." Purple waved him away.
Zim walked out of the room as quickly as he could. Gir zipped off after him asking his master what 'I'll have parts you've never seen mounted on the wall' meant.
Red, who was seated across the room shook his head. "Why are you letting this happen? I mean I know Zim is taller and that makes him better. But for him to be a dependent to Zeta like that? I wouldn't even let Kipa in the same room as that maniac."
"But you didn't see him last night. I think that other female will keep him busy."
"Who? That, oh what's her name? Axis?"
"Axia."
"That's the one."
"No, she's a different story. I mean her dependent Aza."
Red nodded. "The Musacia Fiasco. It's to bad that planet was found to be useless, wasted a perfectly good invader on it."
Purple shrugged. "Maybe she'll keep Zim out of our antenna."
"I hope so. Just the idea of having him running around with that kind of authority is starting to scare me." Red said getting up.
"The strange thing is that he hasn't done anything yet."
Red thought a moment. "Maybe he's mellowed out during his time on that planet."
They exchanged looks.
"Nah." Purple said.
"You're right, what was I thinking?" Red asked smacking his forehead.
* * *
'Oooo, he's cute.'
'Awww, look'it him, he's adorable.'
'He's staying here now?'
Three 'female' SIR units watched Gir from across the room. They were standing by their mistress and Gir, while happy to see others like himself, had suddenly become very shy.
The two Irken Masters didn't actually hear the small conversation between the three SIRs. They were networked together so that Zeta didn't have to listen to the frequent but meaningless conversations.
Oir, the winged one who gleamed silver and red, lead her counterparts closer to this newcomer.
Psy, with her own green and silver markings waved at Gir as they came closer.
Xyl, with the more complex colors of orange, black and silver, was the first to actually say something to him. "Hi." She chirped.
Zim gave the cluster of new SIR units an odd look as they made a semi-circle around Gir. They began giggling as he started to act more like himself.
"Don't mind them, they get that way around new SIR units." Zeta said. "You should have seen how they were around MD. They apparently like strong, silent and psychotic."
"Oh." Zim said.
"Now, I've had an extra room attached for you. It's down that hall on the right." She motioned in the right direction. "I have to go to a conference so you just settle in. You're things have already been relocated from quarantine."
"Thank you my Tallest Zeta."
She gave him a look. "Just call me Zeta." She glanced at her Holo watch. "I have to go and see about the rest of the paperwork for this dependency thing. And I won't be back for awhile."
Zim watched her go around the room making sure her uniform was on right.
"Aza will be by to show you around the rest of the compound. She has the passkey so she'll open the door on her own." She went out the door letting is slid shut behind her.
Zim glanced around the new domicile. He went to his new room and found all of his things in order. Gir followed him and tried to hide from the three other Sirs.
As Zim rearranged things the lead female SIR Oir turned her head and made a squealing noise.
Fearing something was wrong he followed the small 'pack' into the main room. The three robots clustered around MD and were giggling madly.
Aza waved at him. "Hey, come on, there's a place out in the compound we should go see." She motioned to the door. "Just leave your SIR, the triplets will take care of him."
MD tried to follow Aza and Zim but his mistress stopped him. "You stay MD. And be good." The door closed locking all five SIR units in the apartment.
MD turned to find the three 'females' looking at him.
Gir poked his head in. "Waffles?" He asked.
"Waffles!" The three cried out.
MD smacked his forehead and hoped for the quick return of his mistress.
* * *
Zeta entered the private office of the Tallest.
She glanced around and found herself in the presence of Kipa, The Tallest Reds' female companion.
Kipa looked up at Zeta. She was a rather short female, barely above three feet. She was also a vicious little thing.
"Oh, Zeta, I heard about you gaining a dependent. How nice for you." Kipa said. She tilted her head a bit. "And how daring, a side affair?"'
Zeta made a 'huh' sound. "Hardly that Kipa. I only took in Zim because a friend of mine happens to have a liking for him." She narrowed her eyes at Kipa. The other female may be shorter but because she was associated with Red she was technically her equal.
In the other room Purple and Red peeked in. Then the two wisely stayed out of sight.
"Looks like they're about to snap and kill each other." Purple said.
"Let's just hope they don't. Female battles are always a messy thing." Red said peeking back into the other room. "We might as well go in there. Can't have them going for blood. Kipa may be feisty but Zeta can break her for sure."
Purple went in first. "Zeta, when did you arrive?"
The two females shot searing glares at Purple and Red. Leaders or not, they were males and had no business in the affairs of rival females.
Immediately Zeta dispensed with her anger. "Not long ago." She said slipping her arm around Purples'.
Red stroked one of Kipas' antenna in a common gesture of affection. "Kipa my dear, we should leave now or we'll be late to that party you wanted to go to."
Kipa straightened her small formal uniform of mostly red colors. "Of course."
Red took her small hand in his and they left.
Once the door shut Purple kissed Zetas' neck. "Feeling up to another game?" He asked.
She smiled. "You've been just dying to ask that haven't you?"
He let his fingers work along the clasps of her uniform. "Of course. That is a fun game."
She narrowed her eyes playfully. "I'm sure it's meant for more than just two people to play."
"So drinking and foreplay are two things that go together, game or no game." He undid a certain clasp that let her main chest piece fall away. "Let's play anyway."
She pushed him away and made an exasperated sound. "Why play that silly game when we can just drink and." She let her sentence trail and undid two clasps at her waist letting the bottom part of her uniform fall to the floor. All she had on was a blue corset like piece that went under it all. "Do other things." She continued turning back to him.
She pulled herself up on one of the desks and motioned him closer.
He went forward and put his arms around her waist. He let her undo the clasps of his own uniform and when his main chest plate came off he started kissing her neck gently.
He pushed forward making her lay back on the desk. He started to undo the small ties along the side of her under piece when the door came open with a hiss.
"Ah geez!" Red yelled. "Can you two please not do that on my desk?"
Purple turned his head. "Red, get out." He said holding back the urge to decapitate his counter part for interrupting him.
Zeta glared and hissed a warning to Kipa who had peeked into the room. The other female disappeared from sight.
Red backed out the door. "Just not on my desk! Have some decency!" The door shut.
Purple looked back down at Zeta. "We should move to somewhere more secluded."
She pulled him down harder. "No." Her voice was barely a hiss. He knew better than to go against her wishes when she was this way.
Red was out of luck this time.
He went back to what he had been doing and finally got the rest of her clothing off. He felt something come loose around his waist and he kicked away his uniform bottom.
They were both fairly thin. Taller Irkens would look horribly malnourished to the Human eye.
None of this was for reproduction of course. Ten generations of growing children in tubes had done nothing to erase a billion or so years of hardwiring done by evolution.
"Mmmm...Purple." She murmured into his neck sliding one leg up along him.
Outside a passing soldier paused hearing the sounds from within. He tilted his head to hear better. The growls became screams. Then became low moans.
He glanced around nervously and hurried on down the hall just incase anyone else was listening in.
* * *
The bar tender looked to the back of the room. A couple of ex-invaders had come in about an hour ago. They were Semi-Tallest but were only that due to something that happened on a mission. They were also drunk by now.
The male of the two started cackling and the bar tender decided that cutting them off might be a wise move.
He watched the male suddenly drape an arm around his female companion. He frowned, if they got too close he'd have to call security. He didn't have the insurance to cover the imminent fight over the female if she got, 'receptive'.
He watched the female flick her tongue at the male.
She was either loose or really drunk to make such a blatant display as that.
Zim widened his bleary eyes at what she had just done.
Her eyes blinked slowly and she got up unsteadily. "C'mon, we gotta go, um, back." She pulled on his arm and he got up and followed her.
They walked out of the bar swaying noticeably and Zim started to lead them to an elevator.
Aza pulled him into a different direction to an open lift. "No. Those'r bad." She said, her voice was heavily slurred.
Zim, while disappointed at not being in an enclosed space did like that they stopped in the upper floors of the Barracks compound. They were going to his place, not hers. He didn't take into account that Aza still had to get MD back but that didn't matter to him at the moment.
They stopped at the door to Zetas' apartment and spent some time trying to get the door open before if finally did. They found them selves surrounded by SIR units.
MD looked more cross than usual but the others seemed happily covered in some sort of pale concoction. Whatever it was it stuck to everything.
"Oooo....Is Zeta gonna be mad!" Aza cooed. She then cackled sending Zim into a fit of laughter as well.
They once more stumbled around to the back of the apartment into Zims' room.
* * *
The next morning Zeta entered her apartment groggily to find Aza laying on the couch flipping the channels on the Tele-screen.
"Lemme guess." The shorter female said not looking up. "You and Purple had some fun."
"Mmmrrhh, shush. No yelling." Zeta said rubbing her head. "What are you doing here?"
"I got drunk and lucky."
"Shouldn't you have a hang over?" Zeta asked slumping down in a chair.
"Nuh-uh." She tapped her head. "An Invaders' body chemistry is tampered with so that even if our brains hemorrhaged we wouldn't feel it." She flipped few more channels.
Suddenly the door to the cleansing chamber came open and Zim brushed off the fine dust from his 'shower'. He had a towel around his waist in the Human fashion. "Aza, do you know where my shirt." He stopped on seeing Zeta. "Oh." His eyes dropped to the ground.
Zeta waved a hand at him in agitation. "Shut up."
Aza got up off the couch. "I should go." She picked up MD who was sitting on the floor by her and slipped out the door before either Zeta or Zim could speak.
"I'll go to my room now." Zim said.
"You do that."
Zim closed the door behind him and sat on his bed. It was still unmade from last night. He had never in his life thought a female would ever do that with him. Though he and Aza did have a fling back at the academy it wasn't recorded as anything beyond a rumor to the rest of society. Only Semi-Tallest and Tallest were allowed to do things like that.
He was about to crawl back into bed and attempt to relive the experience when.
"What the krek is all over the walls?!?"
His eyes snapped open as he remembered the mess left by the SIRs. He cringed wondering what Zeta would do and muttered a human curse. "Well...shit."
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GAH! It's over! Make it go away! I was strongly against this in the first place...damn my friends for using my writing time for their own amusement...DAMN THEM!
Not really.
Chaotica~
Villans do not always lose, nor do you always see them.
The Things I do for Friends
Veer adjusted his uniform some more as Axia led him to the front door. "I'm sorry if I went over the line last night." He said hesitantly. She was three millimeters taller than him and had the authority to have him vaporized.
"It's okay Veer, we'll work something out." She said.
He stepped out of the apartment and waved goodbye as the door shut. She let out a sigh of relief. Maybe no one saw.
She turned around and saw Aza standing in the kitchen doorway grinning at her. "Have fun last night did you?"
"What do you mean?" Axia asked hoping she could slip by her dependents' knowing glance.
"Oh come on Axia, Inerian Vodka may hinder judgement but it does nothing to haze the memory. Last night you were on Veer like a Hanktin Leech on a Golder Fish. So spill."
"I don't have to. But maybe I should be asking where you got that Vodka in the first place. You're on probation Aza, you can't be caught drinking."
Aza shrugged. "Sounded like a good idea at the times. Besides, Zim did teach us a fun game didn't he?"
"Speaking of Zim." Axia said feeling it time to turn the tables. "You tell me what happened when Veer and I." She paused. "Left the room."
"Oh we downed more shots, then did what he called 'making out', it's some 'Earth' term for 'gleffing'. He did this thing with his tongue that,"
"I don't want those kinds of details." Axia interrupted.
"Well we didn't get too far." Aza said smirking at Axia. "But Zeta came in some time before I passed out."
Axia sighed again. "My head hurts too much for this. I'm going to go paint." She walked away rubbing her head.
Aza simply smiled and eventually started to grin manically making a small 'heh' sound before she went to find something to do.
* * *
"Do you understand Zim?" Purple asked. He had just threatened Zim with a string of bad things if he so much as looked at Zeta funny.
Zim nodded. "I understand My Tallest."
"Then you can leave." Purple waved him away.
Zim walked out of the room as quickly as he could. Gir zipped off after him asking his master what 'I'll have parts you've never seen mounted on the wall' meant.
Red, who was seated across the room shook his head. "Why are you letting this happen? I mean I know Zim is taller and that makes him better. But for him to be a dependent to Zeta like that? I wouldn't even let Kipa in the same room as that maniac."
"But you didn't see him last night. I think that other female will keep him busy."
"Who? That, oh what's her name? Axis?"
"Axia."
"That's the one."
"No, she's a different story. I mean her dependent Aza."
Red nodded. "The Musacia Fiasco. It's to bad that planet was found to be useless, wasted a perfectly good invader on it."
Purple shrugged. "Maybe she'll keep Zim out of our antenna."
"I hope so. Just the idea of having him running around with that kind of authority is starting to scare me." Red said getting up.
"The strange thing is that he hasn't done anything yet."
Red thought a moment. "Maybe he's mellowed out during his time on that planet."
They exchanged looks.
"Nah." Purple said.
"You're right, what was I thinking?" Red asked smacking his forehead.
* * *
'Oooo, he's cute.'
'Awww, look'it him, he's adorable.'
'He's staying here now?'
Three 'female' SIR units watched Gir from across the room. They were standing by their mistress and Gir, while happy to see others like himself, had suddenly become very shy.
The two Irken Masters didn't actually hear the small conversation between the three SIRs. They were networked together so that Zeta didn't have to listen to the frequent but meaningless conversations.
Oir, the winged one who gleamed silver and red, lead her counterparts closer to this newcomer.
Psy, with her own green and silver markings waved at Gir as they came closer.
Xyl, with the more complex colors of orange, black and silver, was the first to actually say something to him. "Hi." She chirped.
Zim gave the cluster of new SIR units an odd look as they made a semi-circle around Gir. They began giggling as he started to act more like himself.
"Don't mind them, they get that way around new SIR units." Zeta said. "You should have seen how they were around MD. They apparently like strong, silent and psychotic."
"Oh." Zim said.
"Now, I've had an extra room attached for you. It's down that hall on the right." She motioned in the right direction. "I have to go to a conference so you just settle in. You're things have already been relocated from quarantine."
"Thank you my Tallest Zeta."
She gave him a look. "Just call me Zeta." She glanced at her Holo watch. "I have to go and see about the rest of the paperwork for this dependency thing. And I won't be back for awhile."
Zim watched her go around the room making sure her uniform was on right.
"Aza will be by to show you around the rest of the compound. She has the passkey so she'll open the door on her own." She went out the door letting is slid shut behind her.
Zim glanced around the new domicile. He went to his new room and found all of his things in order. Gir followed him and tried to hide from the three other Sirs.
As Zim rearranged things the lead female SIR Oir turned her head and made a squealing noise.
Fearing something was wrong he followed the small 'pack' into the main room. The three robots clustered around MD and were giggling madly.
Aza waved at him. "Hey, come on, there's a place out in the compound we should go see." She motioned to the door. "Just leave your SIR, the triplets will take care of him."
MD tried to follow Aza and Zim but his mistress stopped him. "You stay MD. And be good." The door closed locking all five SIR units in the apartment.
MD turned to find the three 'females' looking at him.
Gir poked his head in. "Waffles?" He asked.
"Waffles!" The three cried out.
MD smacked his forehead and hoped for the quick return of his mistress.
* * *
Zeta entered the private office of the Tallest.
She glanced around and found herself in the presence of Kipa, The Tallest Reds' female companion.
Kipa looked up at Zeta. She was a rather short female, barely above three feet. She was also a vicious little thing.
"Oh, Zeta, I heard about you gaining a dependent. How nice for you." Kipa said. She tilted her head a bit. "And how daring, a side affair?"'
Zeta made a 'huh' sound. "Hardly that Kipa. I only took in Zim because a friend of mine happens to have a liking for him." She narrowed her eyes at Kipa. The other female may be shorter but because she was associated with Red she was technically her equal.
In the other room Purple and Red peeked in. Then the two wisely stayed out of sight.
"Looks like they're about to snap and kill each other." Purple said.
"Let's just hope they don't. Female battles are always a messy thing." Red said peeking back into the other room. "We might as well go in there. Can't have them going for blood. Kipa may be feisty but Zeta can break her for sure."
Purple went in first. "Zeta, when did you arrive?"
The two females shot searing glares at Purple and Red. Leaders or not, they were males and had no business in the affairs of rival females.
Immediately Zeta dispensed with her anger. "Not long ago." She said slipping her arm around Purples'.
Red stroked one of Kipas' antenna in a common gesture of affection. "Kipa my dear, we should leave now or we'll be late to that party you wanted to go to."
Kipa straightened her small formal uniform of mostly red colors. "Of course."
Red took her small hand in his and they left.
Once the door shut Purple kissed Zetas' neck. "Feeling up to another game?" He asked.
She smiled. "You've been just dying to ask that haven't you?"
He let his fingers work along the clasps of her uniform. "Of course. That is a fun game."
She narrowed her eyes playfully. "I'm sure it's meant for more than just two people to play."
"So drinking and foreplay are two things that go together, game or no game." He undid a certain clasp that let her main chest piece fall away. "Let's play anyway."
She pushed him away and made an exasperated sound. "Why play that silly game when we can just drink and." She let her sentence trail and undid two clasps at her waist letting the bottom part of her uniform fall to the floor. All she had on was a blue corset like piece that went under it all. "Do other things." She continued turning back to him.
She pulled herself up on one of the desks and motioned him closer.
He went forward and put his arms around her waist. He let her undo the clasps of his own uniform and when his main chest plate came off he started kissing her neck gently.
He pushed forward making her lay back on the desk. He started to undo the small ties along the side of her under piece when the door came open with a hiss.
"Ah geez!" Red yelled. "Can you two please not do that on my desk?"
Purple turned his head. "Red, get out." He said holding back the urge to decapitate his counter part for interrupting him.
Zeta glared and hissed a warning to Kipa who had peeked into the room. The other female disappeared from sight.
Red backed out the door. "Just not on my desk! Have some decency!" The door shut.
Purple looked back down at Zeta. "We should move to somewhere more secluded."
She pulled him down harder. "No." Her voice was barely a hiss. He knew better than to go against her wishes when she was this way.
Red was out of luck this time.
He went back to what he had been doing and finally got the rest of her clothing off. He felt something come loose around his waist and he kicked away his uniform bottom.
They were both fairly thin. Taller Irkens would look horribly malnourished to the Human eye.
None of this was for reproduction of course. Ten generations of growing children in tubes had done nothing to erase a billion or so years of hardwiring done by evolution.
"Mmmm...Purple." She murmured into his neck sliding one leg up along him.
Outside a passing soldier paused hearing the sounds from within. He tilted his head to hear better. The growls became screams. Then became low moans.
He glanced around nervously and hurried on down the hall just incase anyone else was listening in.
* * *
The bar tender looked to the back of the room. A couple of ex-invaders had come in about an hour ago. They were Semi-Tallest but were only that due to something that happened on a mission. They were also drunk by now.
The male of the two started cackling and the bar tender decided that cutting them off might be a wise move.
He watched the male suddenly drape an arm around his female companion. He frowned, if they got too close he'd have to call security. He didn't have the insurance to cover the imminent fight over the female if she got, 'receptive'.
He watched the female flick her tongue at the male.
She was either loose or really drunk to make such a blatant display as that.
Zim widened his bleary eyes at what she had just done.
Her eyes blinked slowly and she got up unsteadily. "C'mon, we gotta go, um, back." She pulled on his arm and he got up and followed her.
They walked out of the bar swaying noticeably and Zim started to lead them to an elevator.
Aza pulled him into a different direction to an open lift. "No. Those'r bad." She said, her voice was heavily slurred.
Zim, while disappointed at not being in an enclosed space did like that they stopped in the upper floors of the Barracks compound. They were going to his place, not hers. He didn't take into account that Aza still had to get MD back but that didn't matter to him at the moment.
They stopped at the door to Zetas' apartment and spent some time trying to get the door open before if finally did. They found them selves surrounded by SIR units.
MD looked more cross than usual but the others seemed happily covered in some sort of pale concoction. Whatever it was it stuck to everything.
"Oooo....Is Zeta gonna be mad!" Aza cooed. She then cackled sending Zim into a fit of laughter as well.
They once more stumbled around to the back of the apartment into Zims' room.
* * *
The next morning Zeta entered her apartment groggily to find Aza laying on the couch flipping the channels on the Tele-screen.
"Lemme guess." The shorter female said not looking up. "You and Purple had some fun."
"Mmmrrhh, shush. No yelling." Zeta said rubbing her head. "What are you doing here?"
"I got drunk and lucky."
"Shouldn't you have a hang over?" Zeta asked slumping down in a chair.
"Nuh-uh." She tapped her head. "An Invaders' body chemistry is tampered with so that even if our brains hemorrhaged we wouldn't feel it." She flipped few more channels.
Suddenly the door to the cleansing chamber came open and Zim brushed off the fine dust from his 'shower'. He had a towel around his waist in the Human fashion. "Aza, do you know where my shirt." He stopped on seeing Zeta. "Oh." His eyes dropped to the ground.
Zeta waved a hand at him in agitation. "Shut up."
Aza got up off the couch. "I should go." She picked up MD who was sitting on the floor by her and slipped out the door before either Zeta or Zim could speak.
"I'll go to my room now." Zim said.
"You do that."
Zim closed the door behind him and sat on his bed. It was still unmade from last night. He had never in his life thought a female would ever do that with him. Though he and Aza did have a fling back at the academy it wasn't recorded as anything beyond a rumor to the rest of society. Only Semi-Tallest and Tallest were allowed to do things like that.
He was about to crawl back into bed and attempt to relive the experience when.
"What the krek is all over the walls?!?"
His eyes snapped open as he remembered the mess left by the SIRs. He cringed wondering what Zeta would do and muttered a human curse. "Well...shit."
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GAH! It's over! Make it go away! I was strongly against this in the first place...damn my friends for using my writing time for their own amusement...DAMN THEM!
Not really.
Chaotica~
Villans do not always lose, nor do you always see them.