pureVENOM: Oh no!! I forgot to put the 'Moral of the Chpater' on the last one!! I also forgot to use the spell checker!! Darn!! Well, I'm not gonna edit it. I hope I didn't make too many mistakes..
And now, our long awaited Lilith arrives! Let's see some DOOM!!
Um.. I'm gonna put the Lesson of the Previous Chapter here: Don't leave large, important machinery in the middle of your city's park. Somthing WILL crash into it.
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Chapter Six: Fight of DOOM!
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"Ohhh..." Dib rubbed his head, and bringing his hand away, he saw a glistening on his dark glove. Blood. He sat up, achingly, and saw Zim, knelt down, breathing heavily in pain.
GIR sat, covered in ash and dirt, with a confused look.
Fausta, she watched the Wingen ship. She looked dead-tired, but unscathed. She had probably used her abilities to heal while he was knocked out.
Dib looked down upon himself, and saw that the hem of his good trenchcoat was singed. Sheesh! This coat was super-expensive, too!! Someone was gonna PAY!
Fausta's dreay eyes widened as the smoke and dust cleared enough to see the bold, black insignia engraved upon the side of the ship.
A sword-- with long, thin wings on either side of the blade. The sign of a Wing Mercenary.
But... What was a Wing Mercenary doing HERE?
The Onyx Wing narrowed her dark eyes. She hadn't hired one, and FAUST sured hadn't hired one... Right...?
The Wing Invader stepped cautiously up to the downed vehicle, wary of the little sparks and flames popping up from it.
Zim didn't step forward. He stay where he knelt, watching carefully. Something wasn't right, but at least the ship had totalled Fausta's machine.
Fausta placed a hand upon the warm glassy windshield. It was cracked badly, but tinted, so that you could not see inside, but she knew that if the driver of this vehicle was a Wing, he or she would be alive. Unconscious, maybe, but alive.
"ARRGHH!!!"
Everyone jumped up at the furious cry, as a dark figure burst through the glass, throwing glistening crystalinne shards in every direction.
The figure collapsed heavily, facedown upon the grassy park ground, making a loud 'thump' sound.
Fausta scowled. THIS was the person responsible for the failure of her wonderful plan!
A young woman. Low twenties... Mercenaries weren't treated to be immortal, like Invaders were. She had nearly shoulder-length, golden hair, ruffled from the hard trip. She had two, long wings, with a sparse amount of metal-like feathers growing from them.
She wore the Wing Mercenary uniform-- Black gloves. Black boots. A long-sleeved, pale greyish-blue blouse, underneath a thick blue-green covering of armor that wrapped round her shoulders. Long, deep-grey pants, reaching almost past the ankles, underneath a used-to-be white piece of palla-like fabric fastened around her waist with a black leather belt.
Blossoms of blood were splattered about her clothing, and she didn't move much.
"Wing Mercenary!" Fausta growled. "What's wrong, Wing!? Age!" (Pronounced 'ah-gey'. it means 'come on!')
"Who is this WING MERCENARY, schizoid?" Zim questioned, changing his gaze from one Wing to the other. "Hire this money-driven filth-beast to deal with us?"
"Of course NOT!" the Onyx Wing cried. "I told you both before, I'd destroy you two myself! And oh, how WONDERFUL that day will be Irken!!"
The woman on the ground stirred slightly. She groaned, and pushed herself to her elbows and knees with much effort.
A gleaming medallion swung fron her neck on a thick golden chain. The letters, "STL" were carved into it in blocky writing. There were other, smaller pendants on the chain. One saying "BRZ", and another, "IRN".
Apparently, she had passed the ranks of "Bronze" and "Iron", and was currently on the "Steel Wings" ranking.
She looked up at the Onyx Wing.
"Nihil est. Are you Onyx Wing Invader Fausta?" the mercenary asked through clenched teeth. (Nihil est-- It is nothing.)
Fausta nodded. "Yeah, yeah, that's me. Who're you, and what're you doing HERE??"
There was a cough. "I'm Mercenary of the Steel Wings, Lilith. I've been sent here to destroy you and several other certain Wings."
The Wing Invader was taken aback. She stepped away with a surprised look, and Lilith leapt up, a dagger suddenly in her left hand.
"AHHHHhHHHhhHHhHH!!!"
Fausta was running about, screaming her lungs out, as Lilith chased her, blade leveled.
Dib and Zim just stared. This was a strange sight.
"Ooohh!! Hehehehe!! That looks like FUN!!" GIR began to chase Lilith around.
Soon, the mercenary stopped, growing weary of the fruitless chase. She reached into a pocket in her armor, and pulled out three small, red, cherry-like items.
Fausta saw this. "DIB! ZIM! GIR! RUN!!" She speeded up slightly, if that was even possible.
"Huh..? Wh...?" Dib stammered.
Zim snorted. "What, am I supposed to FEAR those FILTHY, Earthen, CHERRY-fruits Liiilith has in her inferior grasp??"
"IRKEN! You have NO IDEA! JUST RUN!! Those're cherry-BOMBS!!"
Dib smacked his Irken rival upside the head. "Just listen to the Invader, for once!!" the Human cried in panic as he fled as fast as his mortal legs would take him.
"Ergh! Stinking HUUUMAN!! Zim shall RUN when he FEELS SO!" Zim shouted angrily as his spider-legs emerged from his support pod and hurried him away, following suit.
A trio of medium explosions carried the three runners off their feet, and into some bushes, unseen by Lilith, thanks to all the dust and dirt flying around from the cherry-bombs.
Choking through ash, dirt, and other airborne stuff, Fausta glared at her two rivals. "You two have to HELP me!!"
Dib raised a dark brow. "Why would I do something like THAT!? With YOU gone, the Earth will be over twice as safe! ...I think!"
"Still, let us three work together for now, and think of a proper escape!" Zim hissed to the Human. "It's the logical thing to do!"
"Yeah!" the Onyx Wing agreed.
"I think the LOGICAL thing to do would be to run away with OUR lives, and let Fausta deal with that crazy lady!!" Dib retorted.
Zim thought about this. "Well... That could work too..."
"Hey, hey!! No WAY!!" Fausta shrieked. "I'm SO not getting blown or sliced up today!!"
"But... What if the Wing-beast follows us around, causing us to be in as much danger as she herself...?" the Irken pondered.
"ZIM! You idiot! Don't give her any ideas!!" Dib cried.
"Too late!!" the Onyx Wing cried triumphantly. "Now you two HAVE to help me!!"
Zim growled disgustedly, then stopped suddenly. "Where's GIR!?!? GIR!! GIIIRRR!!!" The Irken leapt out of the shrubbery, almost getting decapitated in the process. "AGH!! MADNESS!!!"
"Zim!?" Fausta cried, and then decided against jumping out. She held up her wings like a shield, and rolled into the open.
Lilith spotted her target, and readied her blade again.
"Excuse me, pretty, explody-lady!" It was GIR. He looked up at the Wing Mercenary with large, cyan eyes. "Are you trying to hurt Kil??"
Wings were created to never lie. "No," she replied, stopping at the SIR's pure innocence. "I'm trying to destroy her."
GIR blinked. "Oh. Destroying?? I like destroying!!" He smiled and kicked at a clod of upturned dirt to prove his fondness for destroying.
Lilith managed a thin smile. The strange little robot... So.. sweet. He'd called her 'pretty'. "I'm sure you do..." she said quietly, extended her deadly wings to its full span.
"GIR! Get away from the Mercenary-beast!!" Zim hissed frantically.
"Awww..." GIR whined and headed back to his master.
Lilith and Fausta locked eyes.
The Invader drew a long dagger from the sleeve of her coat. "H-hey. Leave me alone, al-all right??" She brandished the longer blade.
The mercenary glanced at her frightened victim indifferently and started for her.
GIR was intrigued. "Ooh!! SHINY! Shiny knives!!" He put on a thinking expression. "Waiit... Knives hurrrtt!! Stop, Lil, stoooop!!" He latched himself around the blonde's left ankle.
"GIR! That flappy-stink-monkey will hurt you! Come BACK!" Zim called from behind a patch of tall weeds.
"Zim! Shut-up!!" Dib growled beside the Irken. "You'll make her angry!"
The SIR was now crying. Bawling very loudly.
Fausta watched in astonishment. GIR really cared about her... She was touched. Even though he was a defective little robot.
Lilith was becoming irritated by the strange little robot. "Shh... Let me go, ...'GIR'..."
The SIR shook his head and held on even tighter, cutting off blood circulation to the Wing Mercenary's foot.
Lilith just sighed, and reached for a grey, egg-shaped item in her pocket. She pulled the pin to the thing with her teeth, and spat it away.
"That's NOT what I think it is, is it??" Dib asked to no one in particular, eyes wide open.
"Shut-up and run," Zim stated, sprinting off.
The grenade was thrown at Fausta, who lashed out with a wing, flinging it at the feet of the running Zim.
"AHHHhHHhHHh!!!!" The Irken picked it up with a spider-leg and tossed it as hard as he could.
Everyone watched the deadly weapon soar into the sky; it grew smaller and smaller, until they couldn't see it anymore. It didn't explode.
"I guess it was... a dud," Dib murmured.
Suddenly, there was a massive explosion, and a blackish mushroom cloud, far off in the distance. Debris was flying everywhere.
A fire hydrant landed by GIR.
"Ooh! A big, red thingy!!" GIR cried and examined the metal object.
"Um... Mercenary Lilith of the Steel Wings..." Fausta started, in a small voice. "H-how... about, we call it a day, huh??"
The Wing Mercenary narrowed her golden-pulpiled eyes. Where the whites of a Human's eyes would be, there was a swirling black. "Fine. See you later, then."
Lilith was exhausted in mind, body, and supplies. After she refreshed herself, she'd continue her job. She fled and disappeared into the darkness of the trees.
"Whew!!" The rival trio breathed a deep sigh of common reliefs and collapsed where they stood.
"You know, Irken-mortal. You're throwing is better than I ever expected," Fausta commented gratefully.
Dib nodded in agreement and approval.
Zim flushed. "Well..." He suddenly steeled himself. "Of course! All Irkens have surprisingly GREAT... throwing-...skills!! HaHAH!!!" he cried with in his usual arrogance.
"Heh..." Fausta patted the alien's head. "Good Irken.."
Zim growled, baring his zipper-like teeth. "Whatever, Wing-schizoid." He signaled to GIR. "GIR! Start up your jets and take me back to base! I need to get the Voot Carrier!"
The robot and Irken sped off into the tree-filled distance.
"Well, I guess I'm off." Dib dusted the dirt from his jet-colored hair and headed away.
Fausta stood up, and went to leave as well.
*** Finally, back at the street of Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
The Onyx Wing trodded down the sidewalk, tiredly. She tilted her head to the side to glance at a new sight.
About half of a ruined, wooden shack of a house was plopped in the middle of the street. It must've flown over here from that mercenary's grenade, like the fire hydrant in the park did.
A very surprised looking, tall, skiNNY man with spiky ebony hair sat by the mess, holding his knees with his thin arms.
A doll-looking item holding a burger was placed near him.
Fausta headed over to the man. It WAS sorta her fault he was out here with half a house.
"Excuse me, sir..." she started.
"Yes...?" he replied, seemingly distractedly.
"Well, I'm afraid I had something to do with the um... accidental destruction of your house..." the Wing continued. A little metal plate suddenly fell at her feet, with a loud clatter. It read "777".
"Really..." he said slowly, with an apathetic tone.
"Hey, look, um... Mr...."
"My name is Johnny. You can call me Nny for short." He brushed at some bits of plaster on his arms, calmly.
"Alright. Nny. I can get you a new house." Fausta dug into a pocket of her coat and pulled out those house-in-a-cylinder-thingies, and handed it to him.
Nny glanced at the object with a raised brow.
"Well, you draw the house of your dreams with the attatched pen there, and put it into the ground, pointy-side first!" the Wing Invader explained.
"Uh huh." He sounded as if he didn't believe her. Well, it WAS a pretty far-fetched story. But he was drawing something onto the mechanism. After a few minutes, he seemed to be satisfied, and placed it upon the ground.
"Um, Nny. You MIGHT wanna get a bit far away from it," Fausta cationed, backing off, as the ground began quaking.
He understood, and walked aways away briskly, carrying the burger-doll.
The two watched the object as it burrowed deep into the earth, and wires and tubes of all sorts began to shape themselves into the shape of the to-be house, surrounding the bit of his old home. Lasers appeared from the outer wires and solidified, forming the walls and such. Tall, dark gates erupted from the concrete street, coming quite close to Nny and the Wing girl.
A few false, bare trees rose from the ground as well, as decoration, or defense. Fausta wasn't sure.
In the end, the new house, in the middle of the street, was one story like his old one, but of deep grey stone brick, and such. The gates and trees gave the place an eerie feeling. Rather small, Fausta noted. Perhaps it was mostly composed of underground levels like her own home. She hoped if that was so, his subterranean chambers didn't interfere with here base's.
"Ah. Very nice, Nny," she complimented.
Johnny admired his work come to life. "Thank yo--"
He was cut off by a haunting, "You love it. You cannot resist Ice Suckies. Your existence is meaningless with out Ice Suckies..." Blah, blah. You know the ice cream/Ice Sucky track.
"Hm." Fausta was in high spirits, having escaped death and all. "You want an Ice Sucky? On me. New House Foody Stuffs, ya know??"
Nny seemed to brighten a bit more. "Do they have Cherry?"
"They should." She walked over to the Ice Sucky van, and returned with two Cherry Ice Suckies, two Chocolate Bubblegums, and two of a new flavor-- Pizza Toffee. "Here." She handed a Cherry to him, smiling.
She kept a Cherry for herself as well. The two Pizza Toffees were for Dib and Gaz. Gaz would probably drink hers, while Dib would either throw away or study his. She knew GIR liked Chocolate Bubblegum, and she got one for Zim just for the spite of it, knowing he despised Earthen foods.
"Thanks." Nny sucked at the Cherry Ice Sucky and headed cheerfully to his new home. The massive gates opened up for him automatically, and closed as he stepped through them.
"Hm." She headed down the street, to Zim's place, sucking at her Cherry.
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pureVENOM: Yay! A happiful ending!! Mm! Cherry Ice SUckies!! Chocolate Bubblegum sounds pretty good too! I have a HUGE sweet tooth! ...I dunno about Pizza Toffee, though... o.O;;
Review me, please!! So, how's Lil??
The Lesson of Today's Chapter: ALWAYS get CHERRY Ice Suckies for criminally insane guys.
And now, our long awaited Lilith arrives! Let's see some DOOM!!
Um.. I'm gonna put the Lesson of the Previous Chapter here: Don't leave large, important machinery in the middle of your city's park. Somthing WILL crash into it.
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Chapter Six: Fight of DOOM!
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"Ohhh..." Dib rubbed his head, and bringing his hand away, he saw a glistening on his dark glove. Blood. He sat up, achingly, and saw Zim, knelt down, breathing heavily in pain.
GIR sat, covered in ash and dirt, with a confused look.
Fausta, she watched the Wingen ship. She looked dead-tired, but unscathed. She had probably used her abilities to heal while he was knocked out.
Dib looked down upon himself, and saw that the hem of his good trenchcoat was singed. Sheesh! This coat was super-expensive, too!! Someone was gonna PAY!
Fausta's dreay eyes widened as the smoke and dust cleared enough to see the bold, black insignia engraved upon the side of the ship.
A sword-- with long, thin wings on either side of the blade. The sign of a Wing Mercenary.
But... What was a Wing Mercenary doing HERE?
The Onyx Wing narrowed her dark eyes. She hadn't hired one, and FAUST sured hadn't hired one... Right...?
The Wing Invader stepped cautiously up to the downed vehicle, wary of the little sparks and flames popping up from it.
Zim didn't step forward. He stay where he knelt, watching carefully. Something wasn't right, but at least the ship had totalled Fausta's machine.
Fausta placed a hand upon the warm glassy windshield. It was cracked badly, but tinted, so that you could not see inside, but she knew that if the driver of this vehicle was a Wing, he or she would be alive. Unconscious, maybe, but alive.
"ARRGHH!!!"
Everyone jumped up at the furious cry, as a dark figure burst through the glass, throwing glistening crystalinne shards in every direction.
The figure collapsed heavily, facedown upon the grassy park ground, making a loud 'thump' sound.
Fausta scowled. THIS was the person responsible for the failure of her wonderful plan!
A young woman. Low twenties... Mercenaries weren't treated to be immortal, like Invaders were. She had nearly shoulder-length, golden hair, ruffled from the hard trip. She had two, long wings, with a sparse amount of metal-like feathers growing from them.
She wore the Wing Mercenary uniform-- Black gloves. Black boots. A long-sleeved, pale greyish-blue blouse, underneath a thick blue-green covering of armor that wrapped round her shoulders. Long, deep-grey pants, reaching almost past the ankles, underneath a used-to-be white piece of palla-like fabric fastened around her waist with a black leather belt.
Blossoms of blood were splattered about her clothing, and she didn't move much.
"Wing Mercenary!" Fausta growled. "What's wrong, Wing!? Age!" (Pronounced 'ah-gey'. it means 'come on!')
"Who is this WING MERCENARY, schizoid?" Zim questioned, changing his gaze from one Wing to the other. "Hire this money-driven filth-beast to deal with us?"
"Of course NOT!" the Onyx Wing cried. "I told you both before, I'd destroy you two myself! And oh, how WONDERFUL that day will be Irken!!"
The woman on the ground stirred slightly. She groaned, and pushed herself to her elbows and knees with much effort.
A gleaming medallion swung fron her neck on a thick golden chain. The letters, "STL" were carved into it in blocky writing. There were other, smaller pendants on the chain. One saying "BRZ", and another, "IRN".
Apparently, she had passed the ranks of "Bronze" and "Iron", and was currently on the "Steel Wings" ranking.
She looked up at the Onyx Wing.
"Nihil est. Are you Onyx Wing Invader Fausta?" the mercenary asked through clenched teeth. (Nihil est-- It is nothing.)
Fausta nodded. "Yeah, yeah, that's me. Who're you, and what're you doing HERE??"
There was a cough. "I'm Mercenary of the Steel Wings, Lilith. I've been sent here to destroy you and several other certain Wings."
The Wing Invader was taken aback. She stepped away with a surprised look, and Lilith leapt up, a dagger suddenly in her left hand.
"AHHHHhHHHhhHHhHH!!!"
Fausta was running about, screaming her lungs out, as Lilith chased her, blade leveled.
Dib and Zim just stared. This was a strange sight.
"Ooohh!! Hehehehe!! That looks like FUN!!" GIR began to chase Lilith around.
Soon, the mercenary stopped, growing weary of the fruitless chase. She reached into a pocket in her armor, and pulled out three small, red, cherry-like items.
Fausta saw this. "DIB! ZIM! GIR! RUN!!" She speeded up slightly, if that was even possible.
"Huh..? Wh...?" Dib stammered.
Zim snorted. "What, am I supposed to FEAR those FILTHY, Earthen, CHERRY-fruits Liiilith has in her inferior grasp??"
"IRKEN! You have NO IDEA! JUST RUN!! Those're cherry-BOMBS!!"
Dib smacked his Irken rival upside the head. "Just listen to the Invader, for once!!" the Human cried in panic as he fled as fast as his mortal legs would take him.
"Ergh! Stinking HUUUMAN!! Zim shall RUN when he FEELS SO!" Zim shouted angrily as his spider-legs emerged from his support pod and hurried him away, following suit.
A trio of medium explosions carried the three runners off their feet, and into some bushes, unseen by Lilith, thanks to all the dust and dirt flying around from the cherry-bombs.
Choking through ash, dirt, and other airborne stuff, Fausta glared at her two rivals. "You two have to HELP me!!"
Dib raised a dark brow. "Why would I do something like THAT!? With YOU gone, the Earth will be over twice as safe! ...I think!"
"Still, let us three work together for now, and think of a proper escape!" Zim hissed to the Human. "It's the logical thing to do!"
"Yeah!" the Onyx Wing agreed.
"I think the LOGICAL thing to do would be to run away with OUR lives, and let Fausta deal with that crazy lady!!" Dib retorted.
Zim thought about this. "Well... That could work too..."
"Hey, hey!! No WAY!!" Fausta shrieked. "I'm SO not getting blown or sliced up today!!"
"But... What if the Wing-beast follows us around, causing us to be in as much danger as she herself...?" the Irken pondered.
"ZIM! You idiot! Don't give her any ideas!!" Dib cried.
"Too late!!" the Onyx Wing cried triumphantly. "Now you two HAVE to help me!!"
Zim growled disgustedly, then stopped suddenly. "Where's GIR!?!? GIR!! GIIIRRR!!!" The Irken leapt out of the shrubbery, almost getting decapitated in the process. "AGH!! MADNESS!!!"
"Zim!?" Fausta cried, and then decided against jumping out. She held up her wings like a shield, and rolled into the open.
Lilith spotted her target, and readied her blade again.
"Excuse me, pretty, explody-lady!" It was GIR. He looked up at the Wing Mercenary with large, cyan eyes. "Are you trying to hurt Kil??"
Wings were created to never lie. "No," she replied, stopping at the SIR's pure innocence. "I'm trying to destroy her."
GIR blinked. "Oh. Destroying?? I like destroying!!" He smiled and kicked at a clod of upturned dirt to prove his fondness for destroying.
Lilith managed a thin smile. The strange little robot... So.. sweet. He'd called her 'pretty'. "I'm sure you do..." she said quietly, extended her deadly wings to its full span.
"GIR! Get away from the Mercenary-beast!!" Zim hissed frantically.
"Awww..." GIR whined and headed back to his master.
Lilith and Fausta locked eyes.
The Invader drew a long dagger from the sleeve of her coat. "H-hey. Leave me alone, al-all right??" She brandished the longer blade.
The mercenary glanced at her frightened victim indifferently and started for her.
GIR was intrigued. "Ooh!! SHINY! Shiny knives!!" He put on a thinking expression. "Waiit... Knives hurrrtt!! Stop, Lil, stoooop!!" He latched himself around the blonde's left ankle.
"GIR! That flappy-stink-monkey will hurt you! Come BACK!" Zim called from behind a patch of tall weeds.
"Zim! Shut-up!!" Dib growled beside the Irken. "You'll make her angry!"
The SIR was now crying. Bawling very loudly.
Fausta watched in astonishment. GIR really cared about her... She was touched. Even though he was a defective little robot.
Lilith was becoming irritated by the strange little robot. "Shh... Let me go, ...'GIR'..."
The SIR shook his head and held on even tighter, cutting off blood circulation to the Wing Mercenary's foot.
Lilith just sighed, and reached for a grey, egg-shaped item in her pocket. She pulled the pin to the thing with her teeth, and spat it away.
"That's NOT what I think it is, is it??" Dib asked to no one in particular, eyes wide open.
"Shut-up and run," Zim stated, sprinting off.
The grenade was thrown at Fausta, who lashed out with a wing, flinging it at the feet of the running Zim.
"AHHHhHHhHHh!!!!" The Irken picked it up with a spider-leg and tossed it as hard as he could.
Everyone watched the deadly weapon soar into the sky; it grew smaller and smaller, until they couldn't see it anymore. It didn't explode.
"I guess it was... a dud," Dib murmured.
Suddenly, there was a massive explosion, and a blackish mushroom cloud, far off in the distance. Debris was flying everywhere.
A fire hydrant landed by GIR.
"Ooh! A big, red thingy!!" GIR cried and examined the metal object.
"Um... Mercenary Lilith of the Steel Wings..." Fausta started, in a small voice. "H-how... about, we call it a day, huh??"
The Wing Mercenary narrowed her golden-pulpiled eyes. Where the whites of a Human's eyes would be, there was a swirling black. "Fine. See you later, then."
Lilith was exhausted in mind, body, and supplies. After she refreshed herself, she'd continue her job. She fled and disappeared into the darkness of the trees.
"Whew!!" The rival trio breathed a deep sigh of common reliefs and collapsed where they stood.
"You know, Irken-mortal. You're throwing is better than I ever expected," Fausta commented gratefully.
Dib nodded in agreement and approval.
Zim flushed. "Well..." He suddenly steeled himself. "Of course! All Irkens have surprisingly GREAT... throwing-...skills!! HaHAH!!!" he cried with in his usual arrogance.
"Heh..." Fausta patted the alien's head. "Good Irken.."
Zim growled, baring his zipper-like teeth. "Whatever, Wing-schizoid." He signaled to GIR. "GIR! Start up your jets and take me back to base! I need to get the Voot Carrier!"
The robot and Irken sped off into the tree-filled distance.
"Well, I guess I'm off." Dib dusted the dirt from his jet-colored hair and headed away.
Fausta stood up, and went to leave as well.
*** Finally, back at the street of Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
The Onyx Wing trodded down the sidewalk, tiredly. She tilted her head to the side to glance at a new sight.
About half of a ruined, wooden shack of a house was plopped in the middle of the street. It must've flown over here from that mercenary's grenade, like the fire hydrant in the park did.
A very surprised looking, tall, skiNNY man with spiky ebony hair sat by the mess, holding his knees with his thin arms.
A doll-looking item holding a burger was placed near him.
Fausta headed over to the man. It WAS sorta her fault he was out here with half a house.
"Excuse me, sir..." she started.
"Yes...?" he replied, seemingly distractedly.
"Well, I'm afraid I had something to do with the um... accidental destruction of your house..." the Wing continued. A little metal plate suddenly fell at her feet, with a loud clatter. It read "777".
"Really..." he said slowly, with an apathetic tone.
"Hey, look, um... Mr...."
"My name is Johnny. You can call me Nny for short." He brushed at some bits of plaster on his arms, calmly.
"Alright. Nny. I can get you a new house." Fausta dug into a pocket of her coat and pulled out those house-in-a-cylinder-thingies, and handed it to him.
Nny glanced at the object with a raised brow.
"Well, you draw the house of your dreams with the attatched pen there, and put it into the ground, pointy-side first!" the Wing Invader explained.
"Uh huh." He sounded as if he didn't believe her. Well, it WAS a pretty far-fetched story. But he was drawing something onto the mechanism. After a few minutes, he seemed to be satisfied, and placed it upon the ground.
"Um, Nny. You MIGHT wanna get a bit far away from it," Fausta cationed, backing off, as the ground began quaking.
He understood, and walked aways away briskly, carrying the burger-doll.
The two watched the object as it burrowed deep into the earth, and wires and tubes of all sorts began to shape themselves into the shape of the to-be house, surrounding the bit of his old home. Lasers appeared from the outer wires and solidified, forming the walls and such. Tall, dark gates erupted from the concrete street, coming quite close to Nny and the Wing girl.
A few false, bare trees rose from the ground as well, as decoration, or defense. Fausta wasn't sure.
In the end, the new house, in the middle of the street, was one story like his old one, but of deep grey stone brick, and such. The gates and trees gave the place an eerie feeling. Rather small, Fausta noted. Perhaps it was mostly composed of underground levels like her own home. She hoped if that was so, his subterranean chambers didn't interfere with here base's.
"Ah. Very nice, Nny," she complimented.
Johnny admired his work come to life. "Thank yo--"
He was cut off by a haunting, "You love it. You cannot resist Ice Suckies. Your existence is meaningless with out Ice Suckies..." Blah, blah. You know the ice cream/Ice Sucky track.
"Hm." Fausta was in high spirits, having escaped death and all. "You want an Ice Sucky? On me. New House Foody Stuffs, ya know??"
Nny seemed to brighten a bit more. "Do they have Cherry?"
"They should." She walked over to the Ice Sucky van, and returned with two Cherry Ice Suckies, two Chocolate Bubblegums, and two of a new flavor-- Pizza Toffee. "Here." She handed a Cherry to him, smiling.
She kept a Cherry for herself as well. The two Pizza Toffees were for Dib and Gaz. Gaz would probably drink hers, while Dib would either throw away or study his. She knew GIR liked Chocolate Bubblegum, and she got one for Zim just for the spite of it, knowing he despised Earthen foods.
"Thanks." Nny sucked at the Cherry Ice Sucky and headed cheerfully to his new home. The massive gates opened up for him automatically, and closed as he stepped through them.
"Hm." She headed down the street, to Zim's place, sucking at her Cherry.
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pureVENOM: Yay! A happiful ending!! Mm! Cherry Ice SUckies!! Chocolate Bubblegum sounds pretty good too! I have a HUGE sweet tooth! ...I dunno about Pizza Toffee, though... o.O;;
Review me, please!! So, how's Lil??
The Lesson of Today's Chapter: ALWAYS get CHERRY Ice Suckies for criminally insane guys.