A/N: Hehe...use your imagination at the end...this is mostly a set up chapter. Wee fun!
Future Shock
Thin Irken fingers traveled over the slowly developing transmitter. Pieced together over five years from bits of Human devices and what he could scavenge from fallen droids it gradually took form.
He worked in a small spare room flooded with magenta lights from fallen Voot cruisers. He found that purple to be the most beautiful color. He could see better in this sort of light, as did the rest of his people.
The door behind him came open sending white Earth light in.
"Zim come on!" Her voice was impatient, but the light made her hair look magenta.
"What? What's going on?" He stood up, four feet tall now, three years gone by.
"Just come!" She grabbed his now ungloved hands and dragged him out of the small room. Once in the hall Zim was still confused but was in for a greater surprise.
Gaz suddenly slammed him against the wall. She was very strong and the force of the kiss caught him entirely off guard. His body reacted violently by coiling anything he could around her. His arms held her tight while his tongue searched her mouth.
She pulled away slowly grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Zim blinked and tried to sort out what had just happened. "I, Gaz." He shivered. "What was that about?"
She nuzzled his neck. "Just because."
Zims' eyes closed slowly, his right leg started to shake like a dogs. He gave a stifled groan.
His eyes opened at the sound of a cough.
Gaz pulled back once more and turned to see Dib.
"Sorry to disturb you two." He said turning his eyes away. "But Gon wants to speak with you Gaz."
She gave him a look straight out of their child hood. "Fine." She pushed a finger in the center of Zims' chest. He shivered making an inarticulate sound. "We'll continue this later." She pushed past Dib disappearing through an old door.
Dib tapped a foot on the floor looking around the hall then glanced at Zim. The alien looked sort of pleased with himself. "Mind if I ask what that was about?" Dib asked.
Zim shrugged. "It's not my fault she's aggressive."
Dib shook his head. Gaz and Zim had gotten together a few months ago. Dib was sixteen, Gaz was fifteen, and in this world that made them adults.
There was a bit of a silence.
"How long before you think you can contact the Tallest?" Dib asked. Zim had by now reached his full height.
"I still need a few parts." Zim said. He crouched down along the wall letting another pause go by. "Dib, tell me. When you were in the future. Did, did you, or he or anyone say if Gaz and I." He paused. "Do we stay like this?"
Dib was almost surprised at the fear Zim showed.
"I don't know." He said. "I do know you were wearing her pendent."
"Is that why you're letting us be like this?"
"If it will be like that, who am I to stop it?"
"Just like you're not going to stop it when it comes around again."
Dib knew exactly what 'it' Zim was talking about now. "I didn't before, I can't again."
Zim shrugged. "I just think you could change it."
"How? He said he couldn't. So I can't."
Zims' antenna twitched and he stood back up. "It seems you've made up your mind." His antenna twitched again. "I think we should head out. I hear Gaz yelling."
Dib tilted his head listening. He heard the faint sound of angry yelling. He sighed. "Yup. Let's go."
* * *
"I'm going to kill you!" Gaz screamed moments before she jumped at Ker.
Zim used his extra legs to spring forward and pull her off the boy careful of her blind anger.
"What's going on here?" Dib demanded.
"He said Zims' just setting us up for the Tallest!" Gaz screamed struggling against the aliens' grip.
Ker sat up wiping blood off his face. "Lousy alien! You turned her against us!" He stood up seething.
"You're out of line Ker." Gon said.
"And you! You're no leader! Letting this, this slime live with us!"
The group stood watching the obviously one-sided struggle. No one listened to Ker, he wasn't right in the head.
"Watch what you say Human." Zim hissed. "I don't take such criticism lightly."
"I'll show you criticism." Ker growled before attacking the alien.
Zim pushed Gaz away from him and struck at Ker. He was taller now, a bit gawky but far stronger than the Human.
Kers' head snapped back at a high kick landing him on the ground.
Zim advanced again literally dripping with hostility as Ker tried to get his head straight. "Maybe you haven't learned yet." His voice was a low hiss.
"Zim!" Dib yelled. "Don't."
Zim turned back to Ker. "You try this again and I'll have your head." Zim growled before backing off entirely.
"Alright, break it up." Gon shouted at the others. "Back to what you were doing."
The group slowly dispersed as much as they could.
"Dib help me with him." Gon motioned Dib over. They hauled Ker off to get his face looked at.
Zim glared hard in the direction that meddlesome Human had been taken. He didn't feel Gaz taking his arm till she pulled. He let her lead him away back into building they were sheltering in.
"We shouldn't."
"No." She pushed him against the wall for the second time that day. "Just be quiet and let me finish what I started."
He did as she said and kept his mouth shut, metaphorically speaking.
Future Shock
Thin Irken fingers traveled over the slowly developing transmitter. Pieced together over five years from bits of Human devices and what he could scavenge from fallen droids it gradually took form.
He worked in a small spare room flooded with magenta lights from fallen Voot cruisers. He found that purple to be the most beautiful color. He could see better in this sort of light, as did the rest of his people.
The door behind him came open sending white Earth light in.
"Zim come on!" Her voice was impatient, but the light made her hair look magenta.
"What? What's going on?" He stood up, four feet tall now, three years gone by.
"Just come!" She grabbed his now ungloved hands and dragged him out of the small room. Once in the hall Zim was still confused but was in for a greater surprise.
Gaz suddenly slammed him against the wall. She was very strong and the force of the kiss caught him entirely off guard. His body reacted violently by coiling anything he could around her. His arms held her tight while his tongue searched her mouth.
She pulled away slowly grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Zim blinked and tried to sort out what had just happened. "I, Gaz." He shivered. "What was that about?"
She nuzzled his neck. "Just because."
Zims' eyes closed slowly, his right leg started to shake like a dogs. He gave a stifled groan.
His eyes opened at the sound of a cough.
Gaz pulled back once more and turned to see Dib.
"Sorry to disturb you two." He said turning his eyes away. "But Gon wants to speak with you Gaz."
She gave him a look straight out of their child hood. "Fine." She pushed a finger in the center of Zims' chest. He shivered making an inarticulate sound. "We'll continue this later." She pushed past Dib disappearing through an old door.
Dib tapped a foot on the floor looking around the hall then glanced at Zim. The alien looked sort of pleased with himself. "Mind if I ask what that was about?" Dib asked.
Zim shrugged. "It's not my fault she's aggressive."
Dib shook his head. Gaz and Zim had gotten together a few months ago. Dib was sixteen, Gaz was fifteen, and in this world that made them adults.
There was a bit of a silence.
"How long before you think you can contact the Tallest?" Dib asked. Zim had by now reached his full height.
"I still need a few parts." Zim said. He crouched down along the wall letting another pause go by. "Dib, tell me. When you were in the future. Did, did you, or he or anyone say if Gaz and I." He paused. "Do we stay like this?"
Dib was almost surprised at the fear Zim showed.
"I don't know." He said. "I do know you were wearing her pendent."
"Is that why you're letting us be like this?"
"If it will be like that, who am I to stop it?"
"Just like you're not going to stop it when it comes around again."
Dib knew exactly what 'it' Zim was talking about now. "I didn't before, I can't again."
Zim shrugged. "I just think you could change it."
"How? He said he couldn't. So I can't."
Zims' antenna twitched and he stood back up. "It seems you've made up your mind." His antenna twitched again. "I think we should head out. I hear Gaz yelling."
Dib tilted his head listening. He heard the faint sound of angry yelling. He sighed. "Yup. Let's go."
* * *
"I'm going to kill you!" Gaz screamed moments before she jumped at Ker.
Zim used his extra legs to spring forward and pull her off the boy careful of her blind anger.
"What's going on here?" Dib demanded.
"He said Zims' just setting us up for the Tallest!" Gaz screamed struggling against the aliens' grip.
Ker sat up wiping blood off his face. "Lousy alien! You turned her against us!" He stood up seething.
"You're out of line Ker." Gon said.
"And you! You're no leader! Letting this, this slime live with us!"
The group stood watching the obviously one-sided struggle. No one listened to Ker, he wasn't right in the head.
"Watch what you say Human." Zim hissed. "I don't take such criticism lightly."
"I'll show you criticism." Ker growled before attacking the alien.
Zim pushed Gaz away from him and struck at Ker. He was taller now, a bit gawky but far stronger than the Human.
Kers' head snapped back at a high kick landing him on the ground.
Zim advanced again literally dripping with hostility as Ker tried to get his head straight. "Maybe you haven't learned yet." His voice was a low hiss.
"Zim!" Dib yelled. "Don't."
Zim turned back to Ker. "You try this again and I'll have your head." Zim growled before backing off entirely.
"Alright, break it up." Gon shouted at the others. "Back to what you were doing."
The group slowly dispersed as much as they could.
"Dib help me with him." Gon motioned Dib over. They hauled Ker off to get his face looked at.
Zim glared hard in the direction that meddlesome Human had been taken. He didn't feel Gaz taking his arm till she pulled. He let her lead him away back into building they were sheltering in.
"We shouldn't."
"No." She pushed him against the wall for the second time that day. "Just be quiet and let me finish what I started."
He did as she said and kept his mouth shut, metaphorically speaking.
