pureVENOM: Ooh! 'Tales from the Crypt' is on!! *sniff!* Used to watch 'TftC', 'X-Files', and 'Poltergeist' with my ol' man all da time! Ah, old memories. Heh, I guess I'll watch it with 'im now then! Fic shall be postponed. Pleez wait...
Okay, I'm back!
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Chapter Fourteen (right??): Meeting of Irkens
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The rival trio watched with fascination as the lone Irken figure stalked forward from the alien craft. It took long, smooth, confident strides, under the pouring storm. Waiitt.... Storm... water... Irken...
"OH SWEET IRK~!!! BY THE EMPIRE!! BY THE COSMOS!!! BY THE-- AHHhHHHHhHHH~!!! *ZIIIIIIIIIIM*, WHERE EVER YOU ARE ON THIS DIRT-BALL, I'LL KILL YOOUUUUUU~!!!!" The voice was high, and clearly female. A furious female. She went zooming about the watery fields, and eventually stopped under the roofed skool entry, out of the sight of the three.
(* around the word means it was screamed very, very loudly.)
-.o;; Was the trio's expression.
Fausta nudged the Irken beside her, roughly in the shoulder. "Who's THAT?? She seems to be quite the happy lil' gal when it comes to you."
Dib was rapidly snapping off photos of the ship in the darkness, hoping the pictures would look alright, being taken in the bright classroom.
"Wazzat ship, huh, Irken-mortal?? A Runner, or Carrier, or something??" Fausta continued to pester the thinking Zim.
"Wing-FOOL!! It's a CRUISER!! A Voot CRUISER!! Don't you know your alien allies' crafts by now??" Zim growled, his antennae flattening under his wig.
"Sheesh," the Wing commented. "You don't have to snap," she remarked, baring the fangs at the corner of her mouth in slight dejection. "And besides, why would I even want to BOTHER learning about your kind's desPICABLE vehicles?? They're so... LAME."
"What!? LIES!! They are NOT!!"
"Huh! They can BARELY break the light-barrier, and they don't have soda-machines!"
"That is beca... because they have much BETTER mechanisms than SOOODA machines!!"
*** Hi-Skool entrance
Tenn, INVADER Tenn shivered violently, from the burning pain of the cold rains. Her crimson eyes twitched spasmically and her antennae were plastered to her green head from the dreadful water.
"Oww...."
The Invader poked gingerly at her hissing arm. She could smell burnt flesh through her pinkish uniform, and it sickened her.
"This pl-planet's defenses are... much more ...DISTURBING than I'd expected..."
A wave of agony hit her, and she fell, twitching to the ground screaming a bit.
"I AM SO DOOOOOOMMMED!!!"
Invader Tenn promptly stood up, activated her mech-fliers to avoid the water-covered ground, and brushed herself off, ignoring the stings.
"Okay!! Now, to continue my DOOMful business."
The Invader glanced at a skool police guard at the skool entry. He returned the glance with a weirded-out expression.
Tenn saluted. "Greetings, ...Earthen-monster! Do... you... speak... this... language... that... I... am... speaking...?" she asked slowly, as if speaking to an idiot, which she probably was.
The policeman frowned. "Um...uh... erm... yeah! I believe so, little lady! Say, isn't it a FEW months too early for Halloween, young lady??"
The Invader squinted an eye. "Tell me, what IS this 'Hall-o-ween'??"
The policeman shook his head. "Aw, quit pullin' mah leg! Go out and play in the rain or something! And stop that bloodcurdling screaming, you hear? Noise pollution, you know, little miss!"
Tenn was confused. The Earth-creature continuously remarked about her inferior height, he mocked her cries of pain, told her to 'go play' in that dreaded acid of the sky, and told her to stop doing something that she WASN'T doing!
The Invader scowled. "Earthen, just answer this one question, then. Do you know a short guy named Zim?"
The policeman thought about this for a while. "Ummm.... Oh, ye--un, no... Wait... Argh.. Yepperz!! He's inside this building, in Mister Bitters's classroom!!" (No, I don't know how he knows this. I'm scared too!!)
The Invader smiled thinly; it hurt her peeling lips. "Thank you, kind Earth-monster. What are you called?"
"Called??" The policeman scratched his capped head slowly. "Erm... Oh, yeah! Bob."
"Bob?"
"Yeah, Bob. Just call me Bob."
Tenn nodded. "Uh huh... Well, uh, 'Bob', could you by chance, let me into this closed facility??" The Invader struggled at the locked doors to emphasize.
"Uhh, no-can-do, young miss." The policeman shook his head. "You gotta go talk to the office-workers 'bout that--"
Tenn sighed and used her mech-legs to weld a nice square into the doors. She was hoping that the Human would just open them, and save her some power, though. "WAH ahahahaa!!!" she cackled, fleeing into the skool hallway, searching for the room marked 'Bitters'.
Bob frowned. "Aw, dog-gone-it... Another one..."
*** in the hallway
Invader Tenn moved slower now, and absorbed her strange new surroundings, just like the perfect soldier she was.
Paper and bright scraps of wrappings of sorts littered the ground, and things like 'I was here a while ago,' and 'Dib-freak's head is big,' were scratched into the walls and lockers.
Finally, the soldier came across her destination. Her crimson eyes narrowed. "I've FINALLY got you now, Zim..."
SLWAPP!!!
"ARRGH!!"
"Whoa! Is that another Irken??" Fausta thought aloud, peering through the door she just flung open, hitting Tenn full across the face. She noticed the soldier's anger. "Eep!!" And ran back inside.
Now in the ...'safety' of the classroom, the Wing pointed at the door. "Irken! It's an Irken soldier! And she's REALLY mad, Zim!"
Zim scowled. "So WHAT!? I don't care! I don't even know who it is!"
Tenn burst through the door. She was a floating mess-- her dulled uniform was dirty and torn. Her once smooth green skin was covered in sizzly burns. Her antennae and eyes twitched unnervingly.
The soldier glanced at the ground, and seeing that it was dry, deactivated her mech-fliers.
Dib snapped a few dozen pictures of her all the while. He was still shooting, when Tenn looked at the boy with a raised un-brow.
"...Could you... stop that, ...Earthen-monster? ...It's rather annoying..." she frowned.
"Umm.... No." And Dib continued to snap off pictures. He has A LOT of space in that digital camera of his, to go!
: o "Oh...?" Tenn whipped out a lazer and blasted the Human to the other side of the classroom.
He turned all crispy black as his nifty coat, and his camera was totaled.
"ALRIGHT! NOW, WHO SLAMMED THAT DOOR INTO MY FACE!?" Tenn shrieked, her patience completely lost and gone.
Fausta was wide-eyed and silent. She quickly jerked a pointing finger to Zim. O.O;;;
Zim was completely clueless, and looked from Tenn to Dib, saying, "What?" Finally, as Tenn stomped closer to him, he saw his Wingen rival. "WHAT!? Heeeey, HEEE--"
The two Irkens were suddenly locked in a fierce battle, stirring up a large cloud of dust with their rough kicks and punches.
Through the fight, Zim managed to choke out some words-- "What's..WRONG...with...you!?!"
Tenn's hate-filled eyes narrowed further. She immediately stopped the fight, her left foot squishing on Zim's battered cheek.
"Hahahaaha!!! He asks me 'what's wrong'!!! HAHAHAHA!!!" she cackled. "Isn't he funny!?!" Tenn cried.
"Um... Yeah," Fausta and Dib agreed. "Yes, very, VERY funny. Hilarious even!"
Zim shoved the invader's boot off his face and spat and adjusted his wig. "Look, I don't even KNOW you!!"
A crazed look spread over Tenn's green visage. "And yet, you managed to RUIN my life, you doomful JERK!!"
"How am I the 'doomful jerk', when you're the one bursting into classrooms and beating innocent people up?" he questioned, brushing himself off.
Tenn scowled and told the story. The story of the rebel Vort-slave-beast, and the misguided boxes. The horrid malfunctioning SIRs and the MegaDoomer. How she'd hitched and jacked a stupid, traveling Guhsqueedasplorch's ride, and flown around space for five years, looking for Zim in his strange planet.
Zim frowned. "But then why don't you go and kill that Vorten!?"
Tenn shrugged. "Eh. Don't feel like tracking him down." She got an evil look. "And besides, you're so....SHORT."
Zim scowled under Tenn's superior height. He frowned, he scowled, and frowned some more!! WOW, was Zim unhappy at that comment!!
Dib coughed some ash from his lungs, almost hacking out the respiratory organs themselves in the process. "Hey, doesn't ANYONE care that there's a homicidal and undisguised ALIEN in the class, who just tried to kill the other alien, Zim??"
Mister Bitters snorted. "The girl's OBVIOUSLY wearing a costume."
Tenn rose her invisible Irken brow and twitched her antennae.
Sara stood up. "Yeah, I mean, that green! It's SO fake!"
"So ZIM," Spoo chipped in.
"REALLY not her color," Sara added vainly. "And those red contacts? Puh-leeze!! How last week is THAT??"
"Psh! And PINK!" Zita sniffed from her new desk in the back of the room. "What kinda girl wears PINK??" The lavender girl rolled her eyes, and moved her cast-covered arm in a dismissive wave.
"Huh! Look at those 'antennae'," Bitters laughed. "How disgustingly cute and stereotypical for dressing up as an alien."
And the teacher grabbed one of Tenn's antennae and yanked. It snapped in half quite audibly.
Tenn's eyes grew very huge and watery. "OH, BY THE IRKEN MACHINNNNNE!!! THE PAIIIINNNNN!!!! AHHHHRRRRRGGHHHHH!!!!" The poor invader fired up her mech-fliers and smashed blindly through the skool roof, and away, screeching. Fortunately, the storm had dried itself out by now, and the sun shone brightly once again.
Mister Bitters growled. "Huuuh..." he sighed. "What an uneventful day." He glared at his students. "Go home now."
Fausta glanced at the clock. It was about another four hours until the end of skool.
"But sir," Dib started. "It's not tim--"
"I SAID GET OUT!"
Bitters did not have to repeat himself again. The students scattered and scrambled like roaches under flamey-hot sunlight!! ...Or something else that scatters and scrambles really well.
The thin instructor let out a wry smile, and he turned to his computery boards. A person in white silhouette and magenta eyes glared back from the screen.
"My Flared Nostril comrades," Bitters began. "I think we may have some problems. GREEN, and BIG-HEADED problems."
*** walking home from skool
Zim snarled a bit at the tears and scrapes he received from the fight. He limped slightly as he walked.
Dib continued to brush the ash from his trench, absent-mindedly, busily trying to keep all the new info in his head fresh.
Fausta had concerns on her mind as well- the morphing problem and all, but tried to keep a cool composure. "Heh, you SURE you don't know that gal, gimpy-Irken-mortal?"
The Irken glared. "Well, I was in the Academy with ...TENN ... for a few years before she graduated. That's all. Lousy invader... GIMPY, huh. ...What... Tenn, argh, that... URRGHHH..IRKEN!!!" he rambled.
The two others looked a bit freaked out by Zim's ranting about Irkens and invaders, but Dib decided to amuse himself with commenting on Zim's slight limp.
"Yes, Zim! Go! Gimp at the speed of light!" he cried to the green alien.
Dib and the Wing laughed aloud for quite a while at the joke, while Zim scowled, his red eyes darkening.
Suddenly, a large form pushed roughly by Zim, Fausta, and Dib, who were walking more-or-less in a line, causing the three to stumble and growl angrily.
"Hey!" Dib shouted in disdain, before he saw who did it.
Torque Smacky's sneery face leered at them. "...Yeah?" he snorted.
Sara twirled around daintily to sneer at the trio as well.
"Wh-why don't you just stop messing with us, huh?" Dib continued. "Huh? Why?"
"Pshh. Why should I?" Smacky swiveled his little eyes and noticed Fausta's new look. "Huh? What, so now a feather-freak is hanging out with Greeno and Big-Head?"
"Yeah," Sara answered. "Those three freaks are SO uncool. I mean, psh, their uncoolness is so sickening! How about we get outta here before their total lameness makes me sick."
"What!?" Fausta cried. "You DARE speak of a--"
The Wing didn't get to finish her sentence before she was shoved backwards, to the pavement by Torque.
Zim braced himself and raised his gloved fists, scowling, waiting for Torque to make a move on him.
"Yeah, I DARE," Smacky smirked.
The Wing pushed herself up with a hand. "Hm! I am offended." She noticed Sara muffling giggles, and squinted an angry eye.
"YARRGH!!" was the giggly one's cry as she fell like a half-ton of bricks, when the indignant Wing kicked her in the shin. "Pain! The kick causes great pain!"
Torque didn't approve of people harming his fellows, and stepped forward menacingly. "Alright. Looks like I'm gonna have to teach you and your freak-friends a lesson--"
Zim backed up. "Wh-!? But we didn't do anything!"
"So?" Torque responded. "It'll be funny."
"What is so humorous about causing them pain?" a new person joined in the conversation.
Everyone turned to the side to see a scowling Human-disguised Tak stepping up. She was scowling darkly at Zim and Dib, as usual. (Oh, and she was SCOWLING! Whee!!) The would-be Irken Elite glanced at Fausta shortly, in contempt. The darkly-attired Irken snorted at her.
"And I thought Zim's disguise was bad." She thought about her words.
"...Well, actually, it is. But compared to THAT, your pitiable disguise is actually GOOD," Tak said to Zim reluctantly.
"Not as good as mine, of course, though. You could NEVER be as good as I, the true Invader."
"Huh! Big arrogance-speech for a loooozerly PIG of an Irken!" Zim growled back. "How are you feeling now, after that NASTY bout of .... uh... what biological weapon did I use on you again??"
Tak sighed loudly. She was about to retaliate verbally, when Torque started.
"Hey, I'm still talking here," he interrupted with a frown.
"Then talk, mortal! I, and my comrades here shall make you regret your crude behavior!" she announced, stepping behind Dib and Zim, who in turn, fled behind her. She let out an exasperated sigh.
Smacky rose a brown brow. "Uh huh..."
"Um, yeah." The Wing drooped a bit. "Well... we're pretty sad now, but just wait 'til we think of some really doomful revenge plan with our conniving minds, to uh... DOOM you and your friends!" Fausta declared with false confidence. She was like an ice cube in a glass of steamy tea!
"......... Yeah..." Smacky cracked his large knuckles, making the sounds of ice when you crush it to bits with your teeth. "I'm gonna hurt you three now."
"Not more than I'M gonna hurt ZIM!!" A shower of green lazer beams struck the ground around Zim. Tenn appeared, shrieking furiously, and hovered over to her wide-eyed target.
Tak tilted her pale head. "Hm.. The disguises just become worse and worse with each passing person," she remarked at looking over Tenn's mangled suit and self.
"Who asked for YOUR opinion!?" Tenn snarled.
Wow, a lot of un-nice people here! So much hatin'!
"No one, Invader." Tak waved her hand once in a gesture of disinterest. "It's really too bad that you would go and tear up your uniform. It, after all, DOES symbolize your 'grand' status, and your home planet and mighty Empire."
Tenn rubbed her aching head. The heavily wounded Irken Invader was certainly having a bad day. She growled lowly, more menacing than an angry tiger.
Zim rushed forward, and took one of each of the female Irkens' hands, and put them together in a Human hand-shake. "Well, it seems you two don't really know each other! Well, then get to know each other! I'll just be leeeaving now! Be careful around beavers! Buh-bye!!" Zim rambled out quickly.
But putting the hand of Tenn and Tak together was like putting together the faces of two terrible serpents.
A few seconds after Zim had run off, Tak snatched her three-fingered appendage from Tenn's grasp with contempt and a deep scowl.
"Huh. Looks like your target has gotten away," the dark Tak commented with a hiss, trying to press some of Tenn's nerves. The would-be Elite Irken had little sense of real fear.
"Well, it's YOUR fault!" she spat irately. Her antennae almost uncurled entirely in sheer wrath, and they bounced back to their natural spirally-ness.
"Don't blame your mishaps and misfortunes on me. Hmph. I did nothing to aid him in escape. But think nothing of this moment. I will destroy him and take this dirt-ball for the Tallests soon enough." A flash of blue shot across Tak's eyes. "In fact, you--"
SMACK! THUD. Tak's silence.
"Don't use those cheap implant devices on me!" Tenn shrieked. Her mind was very lost, as it had been for so long, after the malfunctioning-SIRs incident.
"Alright, alright. Stop your screaming." Tak got up from the pavement, and stood her full height, of two inches taller than Tenn. "I suggest you quickly get a disguise, keep your head, and hold that loud tongue of yours--"
"Well, *I* suggest YOU don't give ME suggestions! I'm fine with out your doomful advice!! I didn't make it this far as an Invader by being STUPID, you know!!"
Tak blinked apathetically. "I never said nor implied such a thing... But, ... where did you leave your ship, which you used to get to Earth?"
Tenn stood still as an Irken-looking statue and this went on for a while, her blinking every few seconds. Tak was about to lose all interest, when suddenly-
"ARRGHHHH!!! THE SHIP!! I LEFT IT OUT THERE!?!?! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID...." Tenn's screaming voice eventually died away as she ran farther and farther down the street, from Tak.
Tak turned around, to head back to her base with a very sad sigh, as if one had just seen her people's future, and it was a very bad one, and she walked away.
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pureVENOM: Whee!! May 14th, 2002! We finished this Monty Python movie, the Holy Grail, in Latin class today! *snifflez* Magistra wasn't there! Well, the movie was super-hilarious though! Hehe, great ending!!
Whoo! Glad I got to see new character before posting this!! Wah hoo!!
Oy, I wonder if my friend'll beat mah Fatal Frame game?? Ooh! That rhymez!!
Okay, I'm back!
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Chapter Fourteen (right??): Meeting of Irkens
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The rival trio watched with fascination as the lone Irken figure stalked forward from the alien craft. It took long, smooth, confident strides, under the pouring storm. Waiitt.... Storm... water... Irken...
"OH SWEET IRK~!!! BY THE EMPIRE!! BY THE COSMOS!!! BY THE-- AHHhHHHHhHHH~!!! *ZIIIIIIIIIIM*, WHERE EVER YOU ARE ON THIS DIRT-BALL, I'LL KILL YOOUUUUUU~!!!!" The voice was high, and clearly female. A furious female. She went zooming about the watery fields, and eventually stopped under the roofed skool entry, out of the sight of the three.
(* around the word means it was screamed very, very loudly.)
-.o;; Was the trio's expression.
Fausta nudged the Irken beside her, roughly in the shoulder. "Who's THAT?? She seems to be quite the happy lil' gal when it comes to you."
Dib was rapidly snapping off photos of the ship in the darkness, hoping the pictures would look alright, being taken in the bright classroom.
"Wazzat ship, huh, Irken-mortal?? A Runner, or Carrier, or something??" Fausta continued to pester the thinking Zim.
"Wing-FOOL!! It's a CRUISER!! A Voot CRUISER!! Don't you know your alien allies' crafts by now??" Zim growled, his antennae flattening under his wig.
"Sheesh," the Wing commented. "You don't have to snap," she remarked, baring the fangs at the corner of her mouth in slight dejection. "And besides, why would I even want to BOTHER learning about your kind's desPICABLE vehicles?? They're so... LAME."
"What!? LIES!! They are NOT!!"
"Huh! They can BARELY break the light-barrier, and they don't have soda-machines!"
"That is beca... because they have much BETTER mechanisms than SOOODA machines!!"
*** Hi-Skool entrance
Tenn, INVADER Tenn shivered violently, from the burning pain of the cold rains. Her crimson eyes twitched spasmically and her antennae were plastered to her green head from the dreadful water.
"Oww...."
The Invader poked gingerly at her hissing arm. She could smell burnt flesh through her pinkish uniform, and it sickened her.
"This pl-planet's defenses are... much more ...DISTURBING than I'd expected..."
A wave of agony hit her, and she fell, twitching to the ground screaming a bit.
"I AM SO DOOOOOOMMMED!!!"
Invader Tenn promptly stood up, activated her mech-fliers to avoid the water-covered ground, and brushed herself off, ignoring the stings.
"Okay!! Now, to continue my DOOMful business."
The Invader glanced at a skool police guard at the skool entry. He returned the glance with a weirded-out expression.
Tenn saluted. "Greetings, ...Earthen-monster! Do... you... speak... this... language... that... I... am... speaking...?" she asked slowly, as if speaking to an idiot, which she probably was.
The policeman frowned. "Um...uh... erm... yeah! I believe so, little lady! Say, isn't it a FEW months too early for Halloween, young lady??"
The Invader squinted an eye. "Tell me, what IS this 'Hall-o-ween'??"
The policeman shook his head. "Aw, quit pullin' mah leg! Go out and play in the rain or something! And stop that bloodcurdling screaming, you hear? Noise pollution, you know, little miss!"
Tenn was confused. The Earth-creature continuously remarked about her inferior height, he mocked her cries of pain, told her to 'go play' in that dreaded acid of the sky, and told her to stop doing something that she WASN'T doing!
The Invader scowled. "Earthen, just answer this one question, then. Do you know a short guy named Zim?"
The policeman thought about this for a while. "Ummm.... Oh, ye--un, no... Wait... Argh.. Yepperz!! He's inside this building, in Mister Bitters's classroom!!" (No, I don't know how he knows this. I'm scared too!!)
The Invader smiled thinly; it hurt her peeling lips. "Thank you, kind Earth-monster. What are you called?"
"Called??" The policeman scratched his capped head slowly. "Erm... Oh, yeah! Bob."
"Bob?"
"Yeah, Bob. Just call me Bob."
Tenn nodded. "Uh huh... Well, uh, 'Bob', could you by chance, let me into this closed facility??" The Invader struggled at the locked doors to emphasize.
"Uhh, no-can-do, young miss." The policeman shook his head. "You gotta go talk to the office-workers 'bout that--"
Tenn sighed and used her mech-legs to weld a nice square into the doors. She was hoping that the Human would just open them, and save her some power, though. "WAH ahahahaa!!!" she cackled, fleeing into the skool hallway, searching for the room marked 'Bitters'.
Bob frowned. "Aw, dog-gone-it... Another one..."
*** in the hallway
Invader Tenn moved slower now, and absorbed her strange new surroundings, just like the perfect soldier she was.
Paper and bright scraps of wrappings of sorts littered the ground, and things like 'I was here a while ago,' and 'Dib-freak's head is big,' were scratched into the walls and lockers.
Finally, the soldier came across her destination. Her crimson eyes narrowed. "I've FINALLY got you now, Zim..."
SLWAPP!!!
"ARRGH!!"
"Whoa! Is that another Irken??" Fausta thought aloud, peering through the door she just flung open, hitting Tenn full across the face. She noticed the soldier's anger. "Eep!!" And ran back inside.
Now in the ...'safety' of the classroom, the Wing pointed at the door. "Irken! It's an Irken soldier! And she's REALLY mad, Zim!"
Zim scowled. "So WHAT!? I don't care! I don't even know who it is!"
Tenn burst through the door. She was a floating mess-- her dulled uniform was dirty and torn. Her once smooth green skin was covered in sizzly burns. Her antennae and eyes twitched unnervingly.
The soldier glanced at the ground, and seeing that it was dry, deactivated her mech-fliers.
Dib snapped a few dozen pictures of her all the while. He was still shooting, when Tenn looked at the boy with a raised un-brow.
"...Could you... stop that, ...Earthen-monster? ...It's rather annoying..." she frowned.
"Umm.... No." And Dib continued to snap off pictures. He has A LOT of space in that digital camera of his, to go!
: o "Oh...?" Tenn whipped out a lazer and blasted the Human to the other side of the classroom.
He turned all crispy black as his nifty coat, and his camera was totaled.
"ALRIGHT! NOW, WHO SLAMMED THAT DOOR INTO MY FACE!?" Tenn shrieked, her patience completely lost and gone.
Fausta was wide-eyed and silent. She quickly jerked a pointing finger to Zim. O.O;;;
Zim was completely clueless, and looked from Tenn to Dib, saying, "What?" Finally, as Tenn stomped closer to him, he saw his Wingen rival. "WHAT!? Heeeey, HEEE--"
The two Irkens were suddenly locked in a fierce battle, stirring up a large cloud of dust with their rough kicks and punches.
Through the fight, Zim managed to choke out some words-- "What's..WRONG...with...you!?!"
Tenn's hate-filled eyes narrowed further. She immediately stopped the fight, her left foot squishing on Zim's battered cheek.
"Hahahaaha!!! He asks me 'what's wrong'!!! HAHAHAHA!!!" she cackled. "Isn't he funny!?!" Tenn cried.
"Um... Yeah," Fausta and Dib agreed. "Yes, very, VERY funny. Hilarious even!"
Zim shoved the invader's boot off his face and spat and adjusted his wig. "Look, I don't even KNOW you!!"
A crazed look spread over Tenn's green visage. "And yet, you managed to RUIN my life, you doomful JERK!!"
"How am I the 'doomful jerk', when you're the one bursting into classrooms and beating innocent people up?" he questioned, brushing himself off.
Tenn scowled and told the story. The story of the rebel Vort-slave-beast, and the misguided boxes. The horrid malfunctioning SIRs and the MegaDoomer. How she'd hitched and jacked a stupid, traveling Guhsqueedasplorch's ride, and flown around space for five years, looking for Zim in his strange planet.
Zim frowned. "But then why don't you go and kill that Vorten!?"
Tenn shrugged. "Eh. Don't feel like tracking him down." She got an evil look. "And besides, you're so....SHORT."
Zim scowled under Tenn's superior height. He frowned, he scowled, and frowned some more!! WOW, was Zim unhappy at that comment!!
Dib coughed some ash from his lungs, almost hacking out the respiratory organs themselves in the process. "Hey, doesn't ANYONE care that there's a homicidal and undisguised ALIEN in the class, who just tried to kill the other alien, Zim??"
Mister Bitters snorted. "The girl's OBVIOUSLY wearing a costume."
Tenn rose her invisible Irken brow and twitched her antennae.
Sara stood up. "Yeah, I mean, that green! It's SO fake!"
"So ZIM," Spoo chipped in.
"REALLY not her color," Sara added vainly. "And those red contacts? Puh-leeze!! How last week is THAT??"
"Psh! And PINK!" Zita sniffed from her new desk in the back of the room. "What kinda girl wears PINK??" The lavender girl rolled her eyes, and moved her cast-covered arm in a dismissive wave.
"Huh! Look at those 'antennae'," Bitters laughed. "How disgustingly cute and stereotypical for dressing up as an alien."
And the teacher grabbed one of Tenn's antennae and yanked. It snapped in half quite audibly.
Tenn's eyes grew very huge and watery. "OH, BY THE IRKEN MACHINNNNNE!!! THE PAIIIINNNNN!!!! AHHHHRRRRRGGHHHHH!!!!" The poor invader fired up her mech-fliers and smashed blindly through the skool roof, and away, screeching. Fortunately, the storm had dried itself out by now, and the sun shone brightly once again.
Mister Bitters growled. "Huuuh..." he sighed. "What an uneventful day." He glared at his students. "Go home now."
Fausta glanced at the clock. It was about another four hours until the end of skool.
"But sir," Dib started. "It's not tim--"
"I SAID GET OUT!"
Bitters did not have to repeat himself again. The students scattered and scrambled like roaches under flamey-hot sunlight!! ...Or something else that scatters and scrambles really well.
The thin instructor let out a wry smile, and he turned to his computery boards. A person in white silhouette and magenta eyes glared back from the screen.
"My Flared Nostril comrades," Bitters began. "I think we may have some problems. GREEN, and BIG-HEADED problems."
*** walking home from skool
Zim snarled a bit at the tears and scrapes he received from the fight. He limped slightly as he walked.
Dib continued to brush the ash from his trench, absent-mindedly, busily trying to keep all the new info in his head fresh.
Fausta had concerns on her mind as well- the morphing problem and all, but tried to keep a cool composure. "Heh, you SURE you don't know that gal, gimpy-Irken-mortal?"
The Irken glared. "Well, I was in the Academy with ...TENN ... for a few years before she graduated. That's all. Lousy invader... GIMPY, huh. ...What... Tenn, argh, that... URRGHHH..IRKEN!!!" he rambled.
The two others looked a bit freaked out by Zim's ranting about Irkens and invaders, but Dib decided to amuse himself with commenting on Zim's slight limp.
"Yes, Zim! Go! Gimp at the speed of light!" he cried to the green alien.
Dib and the Wing laughed aloud for quite a while at the joke, while Zim scowled, his red eyes darkening.
Suddenly, a large form pushed roughly by Zim, Fausta, and Dib, who were walking more-or-less in a line, causing the three to stumble and growl angrily.
"Hey!" Dib shouted in disdain, before he saw who did it.
Torque Smacky's sneery face leered at them. "...Yeah?" he snorted.
Sara twirled around daintily to sneer at the trio as well.
"Wh-why don't you just stop messing with us, huh?" Dib continued. "Huh? Why?"
"Pshh. Why should I?" Smacky swiveled his little eyes and noticed Fausta's new look. "Huh? What, so now a feather-freak is hanging out with Greeno and Big-Head?"
"Yeah," Sara answered. "Those three freaks are SO uncool. I mean, psh, their uncoolness is so sickening! How about we get outta here before their total lameness makes me sick."
"What!?" Fausta cried. "You DARE speak of a--"
The Wing didn't get to finish her sentence before she was shoved backwards, to the pavement by Torque.
Zim braced himself and raised his gloved fists, scowling, waiting for Torque to make a move on him.
"Yeah, I DARE," Smacky smirked.
The Wing pushed herself up with a hand. "Hm! I am offended." She noticed Sara muffling giggles, and squinted an angry eye.
"YARRGH!!" was the giggly one's cry as she fell like a half-ton of bricks, when the indignant Wing kicked her in the shin. "Pain! The kick causes great pain!"
Torque didn't approve of people harming his fellows, and stepped forward menacingly. "Alright. Looks like I'm gonna have to teach you and your freak-friends a lesson--"
Zim backed up. "Wh-!? But we didn't do anything!"
"So?" Torque responded. "It'll be funny."
"What is so humorous about causing them pain?" a new person joined in the conversation.
Everyone turned to the side to see a scowling Human-disguised Tak stepping up. She was scowling darkly at Zim and Dib, as usual. (Oh, and she was SCOWLING! Whee!!) The would-be Irken Elite glanced at Fausta shortly, in contempt. The darkly-attired Irken snorted at her.
"And I thought Zim's disguise was bad." She thought about her words.
"...Well, actually, it is. But compared to THAT, your pitiable disguise is actually GOOD," Tak said to Zim reluctantly.
"Not as good as mine, of course, though. You could NEVER be as good as I, the true Invader."
"Huh! Big arrogance-speech for a loooozerly PIG of an Irken!" Zim growled back. "How are you feeling now, after that NASTY bout of .... uh... what biological weapon did I use on you again??"
Tak sighed loudly. She was about to retaliate verbally, when Torque started.
"Hey, I'm still talking here," he interrupted with a frown.
"Then talk, mortal! I, and my comrades here shall make you regret your crude behavior!" she announced, stepping behind Dib and Zim, who in turn, fled behind her. She let out an exasperated sigh.
Smacky rose a brown brow. "Uh huh..."
"Um, yeah." The Wing drooped a bit. "Well... we're pretty sad now, but just wait 'til we think of some really doomful revenge plan with our conniving minds, to uh... DOOM you and your friends!" Fausta declared with false confidence. She was like an ice cube in a glass of steamy tea!
"......... Yeah..." Smacky cracked his large knuckles, making the sounds of ice when you crush it to bits with your teeth. "I'm gonna hurt you three now."
"Not more than I'M gonna hurt ZIM!!" A shower of green lazer beams struck the ground around Zim. Tenn appeared, shrieking furiously, and hovered over to her wide-eyed target.
Tak tilted her pale head. "Hm.. The disguises just become worse and worse with each passing person," she remarked at looking over Tenn's mangled suit and self.
"Who asked for YOUR opinion!?" Tenn snarled.
Wow, a lot of un-nice people here! So much hatin'!
"No one, Invader." Tak waved her hand once in a gesture of disinterest. "It's really too bad that you would go and tear up your uniform. It, after all, DOES symbolize your 'grand' status, and your home planet and mighty Empire."
Tenn rubbed her aching head. The heavily wounded Irken Invader was certainly having a bad day. She growled lowly, more menacing than an angry tiger.
Zim rushed forward, and took one of each of the female Irkens' hands, and put them together in a Human hand-shake. "Well, it seems you two don't really know each other! Well, then get to know each other! I'll just be leeeaving now! Be careful around beavers! Buh-bye!!" Zim rambled out quickly.
But putting the hand of Tenn and Tak together was like putting together the faces of two terrible serpents.
A few seconds after Zim had run off, Tak snatched her three-fingered appendage from Tenn's grasp with contempt and a deep scowl.
"Huh. Looks like your target has gotten away," the dark Tak commented with a hiss, trying to press some of Tenn's nerves. The would-be Elite Irken had little sense of real fear.
"Well, it's YOUR fault!" she spat irately. Her antennae almost uncurled entirely in sheer wrath, and they bounced back to their natural spirally-ness.
"Don't blame your mishaps and misfortunes on me. Hmph. I did nothing to aid him in escape. But think nothing of this moment. I will destroy him and take this dirt-ball for the Tallests soon enough." A flash of blue shot across Tak's eyes. "In fact, you--"
SMACK! THUD. Tak's silence.
"Don't use those cheap implant devices on me!" Tenn shrieked. Her mind was very lost, as it had been for so long, after the malfunctioning-SIRs incident.
"Alright, alright. Stop your screaming." Tak got up from the pavement, and stood her full height, of two inches taller than Tenn. "I suggest you quickly get a disguise, keep your head, and hold that loud tongue of yours--"
"Well, *I* suggest YOU don't give ME suggestions! I'm fine with out your doomful advice!! I didn't make it this far as an Invader by being STUPID, you know!!"
Tak blinked apathetically. "I never said nor implied such a thing... But, ... where did you leave your ship, which you used to get to Earth?"
Tenn stood still as an Irken-looking statue and this went on for a while, her blinking every few seconds. Tak was about to lose all interest, when suddenly-
"ARRGHHHH!!! THE SHIP!! I LEFT IT OUT THERE!?!?! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID...." Tenn's screaming voice eventually died away as she ran farther and farther down the street, from Tak.
Tak turned around, to head back to her base with a very sad sigh, as if one had just seen her people's future, and it was a very bad one, and she walked away.
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pureVENOM: Whee!! May 14th, 2002! We finished this Monty Python movie, the Holy Grail, in Latin class today! *snifflez* Magistra wasn't there! Well, the movie was super-hilarious though! Hehe, great ending!!
Whoo! Glad I got to see new character before posting this!! Wah hoo!!
Oy, I wonder if my friend'll beat mah Fatal Frame game?? Ooh! That rhymez!!