A.N: Hmm…I'm still not completely sure if Dib and Gaz are going to enter
this story…damn this f***** writer's block! Oops…now I'll have to change
this to P-G. Oh well. Just a note to fluffy: help me girl! e-mail me back
when you read my future chapters and give me suggestions on an ending you
little 4.0 genius person! Grr, I could strangle you. Can you believe this
girl? *sighs* Well, it is my story…but I'm a lazy bum so I dun care. Okay
then, I have nothing intelligent to say in this author's note so stop
reading this bogus and read chapter three! (as seen below) *mumbles* god I
need help…
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…"So…" Zim mused to himself, a slight smirk spreading across his paled face as his voice became cunning and silky. "Looks like you have your share of secrets as well…don't you Earth?"
However, his spreading grin slowly became a look of confusion as his, what would be a brow to an Irken, suddenly furrowed. Earth did have a secret, and by the looks of it, a big one too. Would this mean that the planet he was assigned would become even more hard to conquer? Did this place have some strange power that could be used against the armada like that unknown force which broke his computers? Would this place and its people ruin everything he that had worked so hard for? Zim ran these questions through his mind once more and decided that he couldn't hypothesize anything right now with such little information. All he had seen was a big castle and some kids with sticks. How could that possibly pose as a threat to the mission? But still…
"Gir!" the Irken suddenly thundered, "Gir get down here now!"
In a few moments the little droid came falling down the elevator shaft, bounced a few times, and landed at Zim's feet. His eyes turned a smart crimson color as he stood up and saluted his Master. But this rare moment of obedience faded with the color change in Gir's eyes when they turned to bright blue again. The crazed android suddenly hugged the small Irken around his middle.
"Give me raisins," Gir cooed softly, "Give me raisins to suck your bra-ain…"
"Get off!" Zim managed to wiggle free of Gir's meaningless hug and stood up straight once again. "Ready the Voot Cruiser, Gir. We're going on a trip."
"YAY! VACATION!" the silly robot squealed with ecstatic joy and clapped his metal hands, "Where are we going?!"
"We're going to-"
"Where ARE we going?!"
"We're going to-"
"OH I WONDER WHERE WE ARE GOING!"
"Gir!"
"Yes?"
"We're going to England."
"Ohiunderstand," Gir managed to say in one word. Zim simply rolled his eyes, knowing that Gir didn't understand, and figured that if the Voot Cruiser was to be readied for such a trip he would have to do it himself, as usual.
Gir followed his master out of the underground laboratory and up to the very top of the house, to what one might call an attic. It was in here that the roundish, pink-purple, Irken space ship, was perched on a small landing pad. The Invader opened the large windshield and sat down in the comfortable purple driver's seat inside. Gir sat on the floor next to him, for there was only one chair. But Gir didn't mind because he had more important adventures to play with the rubber pig he just pulled out from his head cavity.
Zim checked over everything to make sure his prize ship was ready for take off. With the tap of a few buttons and the pull of a few levers, the Voot Cruiser gracefully began to lift off as soon as the roof had opened to reveal the setting sun beyond the mountains. The windshield automatically sealed itself tightly as the G-force compensators revved into high gear. In mere seconds, the purple space ship was flying among the puffy white clouds at an amazingly fast speed, but still trying to keep out of sight for the light of day was still visible.
It only took a few minutes for Gir's hyperactive mind to become incredibly bored. "Are we there yet?" he asked impatiently, and then made a few squeaky noises of amusement when he noticed how high up they were.
"I can see New York!" he suddenly squealed, pouncing close to the control panel and threatening to accidentally push a few important buttons. Zim scolded and then pushed the excited robot back to his seat on the floor so he could concentrate better on flying correctly. Even though Zim had been piloting for more then half his life, Gir made it almost impossible at times. Though he would be able to get to England without the last of his sanity dwindled away as long as Gir didn't start singing-
"Oh! I remember this!" Gir said, looking out the window. Zim almost let go of the joystick completely to hold his antenna when he heard Gir yell, "I'm gunna sing the 'Doom Song' now!"
Fortunately, the Irken only let go with one hand so he could hold Gir's mouth shut. "Not this time Gir," he said, trying to keep his tone of voice calm. "You look out the window and let me know if you see any land. We should be coming in on Europe very soon and because of this wavering sanity problem, I cannot stand your singing right now!"
It took a moment for this to register in Gir's slow-reacting artificial intelligence. He then either saluted to Zim seriously or slapped his hand on his head with a clank before rushing to the window and peering down on the Atlantic below. However, the endless color of blue soon bored the android and he remembered about the more important playtime that he was going to have with his rubber pig behind Zim's big chair.
After about half an hour of flying, over what seemed to be and endless sea of blue, the ship's computer suddenly announced, "England ahead. Five hundred feet and closing fast." Zim's antenna twitched in annoyance as he looked behind his chair for the disobedient droid.
"Gir?!" he yelled, interrupting his robot's little fantasy game. "I thought I told you to keep-"
"Four hundred feet and closing fast," the computer interrupted. "Master, you might want to think about slowing down a bit and-"
"Would you keep quiet for a minute?!" Zim thundered, and returned his attentions on Gir. "Didn't I tell you to keep watch? Hello there Gir! Pay attention! Are you listening to me?" The little droid's eyes seemed wide with shock and it certainly looked like he wasn't paying Zim the least bit of attention. He was staring at something out the window behind Zim.
"What's the matter with you robot?!" Gir weakly pointed behind his Master to the incoming land they were about to crash on. Without thinking, the Invader hit the brakes as hard as he could when he finally noticed how fast they were going. Gir's screaming and clinging to the back of his head didn't make things any better while he desperately tried to get the ship under control. The joystick controlling the Voot Cruiser's direction was now forgotten as all attention was focused on the brakes. This made the ship begin spinning aimlessly around in circles, smoke trailing and spiraling behind it as the two continued to plummet closer and closer to land below.
"Malfunction!" the computer suddenly screeched in all the chaos, "Unable to land Voot Cruiser due to unknown force! Computer shut-down in ten seconds!"
Zim held his breath in fear as the malfunctioning Voot Cruiser began skimming the top of a lush pine forest before the countless trees broke off to reveal grassy fields and a large blue lake. The last thing the Irken's panicking eyes noticed was a huge stone castle perched atop a rocky hill in the middle of the all the water. Then he felt the Cruiser hit solid ground, and his world faded to darkness.
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…"So…" Zim mused to himself, a slight smirk spreading across his paled face as his voice became cunning and silky. "Looks like you have your share of secrets as well…don't you Earth?"
However, his spreading grin slowly became a look of confusion as his, what would be a brow to an Irken, suddenly furrowed. Earth did have a secret, and by the looks of it, a big one too. Would this mean that the planet he was assigned would become even more hard to conquer? Did this place have some strange power that could be used against the armada like that unknown force which broke his computers? Would this place and its people ruin everything he that had worked so hard for? Zim ran these questions through his mind once more and decided that he couldn't hypothesize anything right now with such little information. All he had seen was a big castle and some kids with sticks. How could that possibly pose as a threat to the mission? But still…
"Gir!" the Irken suddenly thundered, "Gir get down here now!"
In a few moments the little droid came falling down the elevator shaft, bounced a few times, and landed at Zim's feet. His eyes turned a smart crimson color as he stood up and saluted his Master. But this rare moment of obedience faded with the color change in Gir's eyes when they turned to bright blue again. The crazed android suddenly hugged the small Irken around his middle.
"Give me raisins," Gir cooed softly, "Give me raisins to suck your bra-ain…"
"Get off!" Zim managed to wiggle free of Gir's meaningless hug and stood up straight once again. "Ready the Voot Cruiser, Gir. We're going on a trip."
"YAY! VACATION!" the silly robot squealed with ecstatic joy and clapped his metal hands, "Where are we going?!"
"We're going to-"
"Where ARE we going?!"
"We're going to-"
"OH I WONDER WHERE WE ARE GOING!"
"Gir!"
"Yes?"
"We're going to England."
"Ohiunderstand," Gir managed to say in one word. Zim simply rolled his eyes, knowing that Gir didn't understand, and figured that if the Voot Cruiser was to be readied for such a trip he would have to do it himself, as usual.
Gir followed his master out of the underground laboratory and up to the very top of the house, to what one might call an attic. It was in here that the roundish, pink-purple, Irken space ship, was perched on a small landing pad. The Invader opened the large windshield and sat down in the comfortable purple driver's seat inside. Gir sat on the floor next to him, for there was only one chair. But Gir didn't mind because he had more important adventures to play with the rubber pig he just pulled out from his head cavity.
Zim checked over everything to make sure his prize ship was ready for take off. With the tap of a few buttons and the pull of a few levers, the Voot Cruiser gracefully began to lift off as soon as the roof had opened to reveal the setting sun beyond the mountains. The windshield automatically sealed itself tightly as the G-force compensators revved into high gear. In mere seconds, the purple space ship was flying among the puffy white clouds at an amazingly fast speed, but still trying to keep out of sight for the light of day was still visible.
It only took a few minutes for Gir's hyperactive mind to become incredibly bored. "Are we there yet?" he asked impatiently, and then made a few squeaky noises of amusement when he noticed how high up they were.
"I can see New York!" he suddenly squealed, pouncing close to the control panel and threatening to accidentally push a few important buttons. Zim scolded and then pushed the excited robot back to his seat on the floor so he could concentrate better on flying correctly. Even though Zim had been piloting for more then half his life, Gir made it almost impossible at times. Though he would be able to get to England without the last of his sanity dwindled away as long as Gir didn't start singing-
"Oh! I remember this!" Gir said, looking out the window. Zim almost let go of the joystick completely to hold his antenna when he heard Gir yell, "I'm gunna sing the 'Doom Song' now!"
Fortunately, the Irken only let go with one hand so he could hold Gir's mouth shut. "Not this time Gir," he said, trying to keep his tone of voice calm. "You look out the window and let me know if you see any land. We should be coming in on Europe very soon and because of this wavering sanity problem, I cannot stand your singing right now!"
It took a moment for this to register in Gir's slow-reacting artificial intelligence. He then either saluted to Zim seriously or slapped his hand on his head with a clank before rushing to the window and peering down on the Atlantic below. However, the endless color of blue soon bored the android and he remembered about the more important playtime that he was going to have with his rubber pig behind Zim's big chair.
After about half an hour of flying, over what seemed to be and endless sea of blue, the ship's computer suddenly announced, "England ahead. Five hundred feet and closing fast." Zim's antenna twitched in annoyance as he looked behind his chair for the disobedient droid.
"Gir?!" he yelled, interrupting his robot's little fantasy game. "I thought I told you to keep-"
"Four hundred feet and closing fast," the computer interrupted. "Master, you might want to think about slowing down a bit and-"
"Would you keep quiet for a minute?!" Zim thundered, and returned his attentions on Gir. "Didn't I tell you to keep watch? Hello there Gir! Pay attention! Are you listening to me?" The little droid's eyes seemed wide with shock and it certainly looked like he wasn't paying Zim the least bit of attention. He was staring at something out the window behind Zim.
"What's the matter with you robot?!" Gir weakly pointed behind his Master to the incoming land they were about to crash on. Without thinking, the Invader hit the brakes as hard as he could when he finally noticed how fast they were going. Gir's screaming and clinging to the back of his head didn't make things any better while he desperately tried to get the ship under control. The joystick controlling the Voot Cruiser's direction was now forgotten as all attention was focused on the brakes. This made the ship begin spinning aimlessly around in circles, smoke trailing and spiraling behind it as the two continued to plummet closer and closer to land below.
"Malfunction!" the computer suddenly screeched in all the chaos, "Unable to land Voot Cruiser due to unknown force! Computer shut-down in ten seconds!"
Zim held his breath in fear as the malfunctioning Voot Cruiser began skimming the top of a lush pine forest before the countless trees broke off to reveal grassy fields and a large blue lake. The last thing the Irken's panicking eyes noticed was a huge stone castle perched atop a rocky hill in the middle of the all the water. Then he felt the Cruiser hit solid ground, and his world faded to darkness.