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The Slayer: This chapter 3 of two fools in a Zcaten zoo and guess what! I don't own Invader Zim.
GirChic: why?
The Slayer: well for one thing I'm not old enough and...
GirChic: why?
The Slayer: Oh no, I see where this is headed!! You better start reading the chapter this is going to be a long day...
GirChic: WHY?
Two Fools In A Zcaten Zoo
Chapter Three
WATER!
A bright white light shone high above a furious Zim, he thrashed and kicked. He wasn't about to let those filthy sons of Zcatens implant a training device in his neck!! The Irken had been informed about this species, they had caught many other origins of aliens and who knows what had happened to them! Neither Irken nor any species for that matter of fact were strong enough to go up against the Zcaten's technology and mind powers. Zim had only heard rumours about what the Zcatens had done to their subjects and he didn't like them one bit. The rather large male Zcaten who had now strapped him on a cold metal slab, face down overthrew the tiny alien. But Zim did not give up, he struggled and insulted the two higher beings in every way he could.
"Basstivishen!!" insulted Zim. (I won't translate; you don't want to know what that means)
"What are we going to do with him Pur?" cried the female Zcaten Fur, over Zim's tantrum.
"Put him out I guess!" shouted Pur as his companion handed what looked incredibly like a syringe to him.
Zim had managed to get a glimpse of the needle, filled with a bright orange liquid and immediately jerked up and thrashed even more. 'No! No! I can't let them do this to me!! How could they do this to me, an Irken!! Must fight!!' he thought. He flinched as he felt the siring being inserted underneath his rough Irken skin. Zim immediately felt drowsy, but fought with every remaining strength unfortunately it wasn't enough and he found himself slipping away.
******
Dib awoke by the grumbles of his most loathed foe. He had this most horrendous stinging pain in the back of his neck, sending the horrible soreness down his spine. As his mind came back into focus, Dib's eyes shot wide open. Those alien scums had implanted something in his neck. His nightmare was getting worse by the minute; if only it were a nightmare and he could wake up from this ghastly dream. Dib heaved his limp body up, using only the strength of his upper arms, Zim looked up looking quite disappointed that he had regained consciousness once more.
"What do you want?" snarled Zim.
Dib glared at Zim as best as he could.
"What's it to you?" retorted Dib irritated.
Zim fixed a heated stare on his rival.
******
"Oh look they are awake again," beamed Fur, "I hope we didn't hurt them to much."
"Now Fur you know your not suppose to get too attached to the animals," stated Pur sternly.
"I know, but it's so hard!" Fur sighed depressed.
"Well it's not to far to Zcatia now," exclaimed Pur, as he plotted out the coordinates back to Zcatia (their home planet)
Fur nodded and took her gaze away from the monitor that had the pictures of Dib and Zim's movements in their containment cell. Her eyes ached and she had a faint headache coming on, Fur abruptly rosed from her desk and made her way out of the study quarters. She needed to go for a walk, maybe down to the containment bay. It was always exhilarating studying the subjects up close; she could always find something new about them that way. She strolled down long winding corridors of the Zcaten-liner (Space ship).
******
Dib sighed painfully and gazed over to Zim, 'It's all Zim's fault' he thought crossly. He slipped his hands into his trench coat pocket, when he felt something cold and hard, it was plastic. Dib grasped it by its handle and produced it from the depths of the pocket. A smug smirk crept across his pale face, aimed the object towards the back of his grumbling rival and squeezed the trigger. The horrible solo screams howling of pain filled the air, falling upon the sensitive cat-like ears of Fur, who had charged in to investigate the source of the horrendous screeching.
"WHAT?! How did the human get WATER?!" Fur shrieked in horror.
Pur dashed in after Fur a couple of minutes after her. His Zcart pumping wildly and gasping for air, then he caught sight of Dib and his water.
"Stand back Fur, the animal has WATER," said Pur, standing in front of his comrade attempting to protect her from the insane creature.
Fur rolled her eyes, why did she get stuck with a self-centred and obnoxious Zcaten male like Pur. He always had to run the show and what made him worse was the fact he always took credit for her research. He wasn't even in this job for the quest of knowledge; no he was in it for the glory.
"Yay, my strapping Zcaten warrior come to save the day from the in superior humanoid," sighed Fur sarcastically, she hated being treated as if she unable to protect herself.
"Dam, I'm out of water," moaned Dib disappointedly as the last of the remaining water splashed all over him.
"I'll show that creature to have water on my liner!" sneered Pur, puffing out his chest proudly.
"NO! no, no, Pur don't!!!" hollered Fur, forcing back her companion.
"What are you doing Fur, have you gone bahoonies?" snorted Pur, "That thing has WATER! You know what happens to Zcatens or for that matter of fact any other species of life forms when they come in contacted with WATER!"
"I know, but take a look at the human, he is soaking wet too. Isn't that amazing!!" Fur stated.
"What the? He's not even burning up like the Irken is," Pur coughed flabbergasted.
"I never seen anything like it, an actual species that is not allergic to H2O," beamed Fur as she peered closer at the human, grinning broadly at her new and exciting discovery.
Dib frowned and stared back angrily at Fur, why was she looking at him so strangely?
"Wait until the High Zcaten hears of this," smirked Pur, "I will certainly be honoured for my GREAT discovery!"
Fur winced at this comment as rage boiled up, "YOUR discovery? What about OUR discovery?!"
No one paid any attention to the howling Irken in horrific pain.
To Be Continued...
The Slayer: PLEASE REVIEW!!
GirChic: Why?
The Slayer: STOP SAYING WHY?
GirChic: Why?
The Slayer: AAAAAHHHHHHHHH
GirChic: WHY?
The Slayer: This chapter 3 of two fools in a Zcaten zoo and guess what! I don't own Invader Zim.
GirChic: why?
The Slayer: well for one thing I'm not old enough and...
GirChic: why?
The Slayer: Oh no, I see where this is headed!! You better start reading the chapter this is going to be a long day...
GirChic: WHY?
Two Fools In A Zcaten Zoo
Chapter Three
WATER!
A bright white light shone high above a furious Zim, he thrashed and kicked. He wasn't about to let those filthy sons of Zcatens implant a training device in his neck!! The Irken had been informed about this species, they had caught many other origins of aliens and who knows what had happened to them! Neither Irken nor any species for that matter of fact were strong enough to go up against the Zcaten's technology and mind powers. Zim had only heard rumours about what the Zcatens had done to their subjects and he didn't like them one bit. The rather large male Zcaten who had now strapped him on a cold metal slab, face down overthrew the tiny alien. But Zim did not give up, he struggled and insulted the two higher beings in every way he could.
"Basstivishen!!" insulted Zim. (I won't translate; you don't want to know what that means)
"What are we going to do with him Pur?" cried the female Zcaten Fur, over Zim's tantrum.
"Put him out I guess!" shouted Pur as his companion handed what looked incredibly like a syringe to him.
Zim had managed to get a glimpse of the needle, filled with a bright orange liquid and immediately jerked up and thrashed even more. 'No! No! I can't let them do this to me!! How could they do this to me, an Irken!! Must fight!!' he thought. He flinched as he felt the siring being inserted underneath his rough Irken skin. Zim immediately felt drowsy, but fought with every remaining strength unfortunately it wasn't enough and he found himself slipping away.
******
Dib awoke by the grumbles of his most loathed foe. He had this most horrendous stinging pain in the back of his neck, sending the horrible soreness down his spine. As his mind came back into focus, Dib's eyes shot wide open. Those alien scums had implanted something in his neck. His nightmare was getting worse by the minute; if only it were a nightmare and he could wake up from this ghastly dream. Dib heaved his limp body up, using only the strength of his upper arms, Zim looked up looking quite disappointed that he had regained consciousness once more.
"What do you want?" snarled Zim.
Dib glared at Zim as best as he could.
"What's it to you?" retorted Dib irritated.
Zim fixed a heated stare on his rival.
******
"Oh look they are awake again," beamed Fur, "I hope we didn't hurt them to much."
"Now Fur you know your not suppose to get too attached to the animals," stated Pur sternly.
"I know, but it's so hard!" Fur sighed depressed.
"Well it's not to far to Zcatia now," exclaimed Pur, as he plotted out the coordinates back to Zcatia (their home planet)
Fur nodded and took her gaze away from the monitor that had the pictures of Dib and Zim's movements in their containment cell. Her eyes ached and she had a faint headache coming on, Fur abruptly rosed from her desk and made her way out of the study quarters. She needed to go for a walk, maybe down to the containment bay. It was always exhilarating studying the subjects up close; she could always find something new about them that way. She strolled down long winding corridors of the Zcaten-liner (Space ship).
******
Dib sighed painfully and gazed over to Zim, 'It's all Zim's fault' he thought crossly. He slipped his hands into his trench coat pocket, when he felt something cold and hard, it was plastic. Dib grasped it by its handle and produced it from the depths of the pocket. A smug smirk crept across his pale face, aimed the object towards the back of his grumbling rival and squeezed the trigger. The horrible solo screams howling of pain filled the air, falling upon the sensitive cat-like ears of Fur, who had charged in to investigate the source of the horrendous screeching.
"WHAT?! How did the human get WATER?!" Fur shrieked in horror.
Pur dashed in after Fur a couple of minutes after her. His Zcart pumping wildly and gasping for air, then he caught sight of Dib and his water.
"Stand back Fur, the animal has WATER," said Pur, standing in front of his comrade attempting to protect her from the insane creature.
Fur rolled her eyes, why did she get stuck with a self-centred and obnoxious Zcaten male like Pur. He always had to run the show and what made him worse was the fact he always took credit for her research. He wasn't even in this job for the quest of knowledge; no he was in it for the glory.
"Yay, my strapping Zcaten warrior come to save the day from the in superior humanoid," sighed Fur sarcastically, she hated being treated as if she unable to protect herself.
"Dam, I'm out of water," moaned Dib disappointedly as the last of the remaining water splashed all over him.
"I'll show that creature to have water on my liner!" sneered Pur, puffing out his chest proudly.
"NO! no, no, Pur don't!!!" hollered Fur, forcing back her companion.
"What are you doing Fur, have you gone bahoonies?" snorted Pur, "That thing has WATER! You know what happens to Zcatens or for that matter of fact any other species of life forms when they come in contacted with WATER!"
"I know, but take a look at the human, he is soaking wet too. Isn't that amazing!!" Fur stated.
"What the? He's not even burning up like the Irken is," Pur coughed flabbergasted.
"I never seen anything like it, an actual species that is not allergic to H2O," beamed Fur as she peered closer at the human, grinning broadly at her new and exciting discovery.
Dib frowned and stared back angrily at Fur, why was she looking at him so strangely?
"Wait until the High Zcaten hears of this," smirked Pur, "I will certainly be honoured for my GREAT discovery!"
Fur winced at this comment as rage boiled up, "YOUR discovery? What about OUR discovery?!"
No one paid any attention to the howling Irken in horrific pain.
To Be Continued...
The Slayer: PLEASE REVIEW!!
GirChic: Why?
The Slayer: STOP SAYING WHY?
GirChic: Why?
The Slayer: AAAAAHHHHHHHHH
GirChic: WHY?