Hola! Thanx be to the people who have reviewed so far! This is supposed
to have humor, at least a bit, but I haven't gotten to the part where Zim
comes in for more than a moment. Expect a bit of OOC, for although I've
read all the JtHM comix and several Squee! Comics, I still haven't gotten
to where I feel comfortable writing from his point of view, or sorta his
POV. Leave me alone. I have a human disguise to maintain. And A WORLD TO
CONQUER! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!
Uh.ignore that. *waves a hand mysteriously* You will forget what you have
heard.
"Gaeldrisan, prepare yourself for some DOOM!"
Gally hung her head in mock submission. "Doom, Zim? You wouldn't really doom me, would you?" She smiled coyly and posed innocently. Zim's face twisted, trying to resist the irresistible waves of charm that practically oozed off his roommate. Finally, he groaned and looked away, shaking his head disgustedly at her. "Fine, I will spare you today, Dalzorian. Just don't do that again!" He seemed to notice Nny for the first time. Zim eyed him distastefully, and pulled Gally's sleeve. He led her a few feet away to ask her a question. "Who, or what, did you bring into our home?"
Gally smiled and stood up laughing. "I found him on the beach, actually. This is Johnny C. Be nice; he kills things." Nny smiled happily at Zim and waved energetically. Zim cocked a non-existent eyebrow, and backed up a step.
Gally smiled. "I don't know where he lives, so he's gonna sleep on the downstairs futon, okay?" Both Nny and Zim stared at her.
"I'm doing what?"
"He's doing what?
"He's sleeping on the downstairs futon," Gally said slowly. "Want me to repeat it again? I know for a fact that Nny would only go home and kill something from lack of a Brain Freezy, and Zim just wants to watch movies, so that's no problem, right boys?" she finished brightly. Nny squinted at her in mild confusion. "How did you know-"
She waggled a finger at him. "Remember-pinto beans."
"Oh."
There was a bit of an awkward silence. Finally, Zim said that he really needed to go do.stuff.and that no one should follow him.
Gally stared after him. As soon as he disappeared into the toilet, though, she burst out laughing. "See," she gasped, "I told you he was a funny character. Hehe.." She wiped a tear from her eye. "Now I need something to drink." She disappeared through a doorway.
Nny hesitantly followed her into a kitchen of sorts. "And why does this.Zim.reside in a toilet?" he asked pleasantly.
Gally answered him from deep in the freezer. "Oh, that's just the main entrance to his lab. He is a maker of great doominess, ya know." A slight whirring sound was heard, and a moment later she backed out of the freezer with two tall Brain Freezies. Grinning, she handed one to a very pleased Nny. He peered into the dark depths of the freezer. "You have your own Freezy machine?" he said in wonder.
Gally smirked and leaned against the counter. "Well, that very rude man at the 24/7 wasn't going to need it anymore.I walked in and found him leaning against the wall behind the counter with a hole in his head. There was a few bucks in change on his chest and the Fiz-Whiz freezer was open."
Nny didn't say anything. Just sipped his Freezy. After a moment's thought, he stopped drinking and looked at his hostess.
"So you stole it?"
Shock registered on Gally's face. "Oh, I would never steal! Where I come from, a dead person has no more claims to anything they had in life! It's first-come-first-serve, whether it be family, highway robbers, or.passing assassin." She grinned smugly.
"Ah." For some strange reason, Nny felt himself drawn to this bizarre character. Perhaps it was the urge to rid the planet of the unworthies, perhaps it was the effects of the pleasing Freezy on his twisted mind. I guess we'll never know.
"So," he ventured, somewhat shyly. "Tell me about your planet-what was it called?"
"Dalzor." All signs of previous bloodthirsty actions vanished from her face, leaving a wistful innocence that made him want to smile. "It was so beautiful-a Utopia. Needless to say, we had no use for the polluting transports that the humans use. We flew. The air was cleaner there, because the planet was unspoiled by any pollution. There was hardly any crime, because anyone that knew of a wrong doer quickly had them put to justice. We didn't go around killing everything in sight though, because the average Dalzorian was hundreds of times wiser and more intelligent than the average human."
"That wouldn't be too hard," muttered Johnny.
Gally smiled at him. "In truth, there isn't really much hope for this planet. I've seen it happen before, and it will happen again. This planet is too dirty, to damaged, to withstand anymore attacks from the humans. It will never survive the technological adolescence this species is going through. Some planets do, though, and go on to become far more advanced than it looked possible. Next to the Irkans, we reigned supreme."
"Irkans?"
"Zim's race. The Irkan Empire has thousands of planets in their grasp. Right now, that I know of, there is a complete tie between the Irkan Armada and the Dalzorian Force. It's a friendly competition, which is why Zim took me in so readily."
Nny sucked contentedly at his slightly melted Freezy. "How did you crash, anyway? Did the ship survive?"
The dragon girl blushed. "I, uh.I fell asleep at the cockpit as we were passing by the Earth. I got caught in the gravitational pull, and woke up when we started to go through the atmosphere. It was quite a wake up. I crashed about twenty miles from here, actually. Zim thought it might have been another Irkans, so he brought out his Voot and towed me home."
"What's a Voot?"
"It's the Irkan standard Invader ship. I'll see about getting Zim to let you take a peek tomorrow."
"You kept saying 'we,' though. Is there another one of you?" Nny asked, rifling through a magazine he found on the counter.
There was a soft clink as Gally set her Freezy down. Nny glanced over at her, and found that she was hunched over the sink, clenched knuckles white against the porcelain. She was trembling hard.
Nny slowly approached her, a bit unsure of what to do. He hesitantly reached over to lay a hand on her shoulder, but she roughly batted him away.
"I'm fine," she grated out between clenched teeth. "This is something I need to come to terms with." Carefully Gally stood up, calming noticeably.
"I'm sorry if I've intruded," said Johnny.
"No, it's not you. I wasn't alone in the ship; my sister Phoenix was with me. I-I haven't seen her since the crash. She could have gone for help and died of her wounds, for all I know. And it was my fault." She took a deep ragged breath and brightened. "But enough of the past. Let me get you set up for the night. Even if you don't sleep, it's my duty as the hostess to make you at least comfortable."
Briskly she turned and stepped into the toilet.
Nny stared.
"Well," she asked brightly, "Aren't you coming?"
"Down a toilet?" he asked skeptically.
"I told you, it's an elevator.thing. C'mon, there's plenty of room for two."
Nny stepped gingerly into the toilet. Fortunately, there was plenty of room, seeing as how both Gally and himself were nothing more than 100-pound toothpicks.
Neither the dragon nor the maniac spoke on the way down to Gally's section of the lab. When they stepped out of the elevator, Nny was struck with an impression of how much he'd like to live here. It was, essentially, a labyrinth of caves, accentuated by torches along the walls. He passed his hand over one, and was pleasantly surprised to find that they burned with a chilling fire. Gally picked it out of the brass sconce and led him down a tunnel. A haunting tune wafted through the cavern.
Gally picked up on his thoughts. "It's a CD I found in a store. 'Immortal Kiss of the Vampire.' I don't really like the talking part, but the music is divine."
Nny nodded in agreement, although Gally couldn't see. "Yes. Classical is my favorite."
"I know."
They came to a door in one of the smaller tunnels. Gally pushed it open and gestured for Nny to come in. There was a black futon, covered in red sheets. More cold-fire candles burned in a candelabrum in the cherry wood dresser. She pulled open a drawer, revealing various articles of clothing, strangely enough in Nny's size.
Noticing his puzzled expression, Gally shut the drawer and stood up to explain. "My Guardian, Keladian, went out and got you some stuff. Guardians are granted to Dalzorians with advanced mental powers. They develop a psychic link to their partners. That's how he knew what to get."
Nny stared skeptically at her. She laughed and pointed to the corner above his head. "Just look."
He turned around, and one hand instantly went to the machete hidden in his pocket. ((A/N: Big pocket, no?))
Talons digging into the stone wall, tail lashing angrily back and forth, was a small creature about the size of the metals thing that had hugged Gally's knees earlier. It was a bluish-green color, similar to the hues of the sea he had so recently left. It spread it's wings, hissed, and launched itself at Nny.
Swiftly he swept the machete up, narrowly missing the little creature's head.
Suddenly the blade stopped moving. Nny came out of his killing rage and looked at his weapon. A delicate, pale hand gripped the blade, causing a trickle of a violet-blue blood to well up. Nny looked down at Gaeldrisan, a look of pain on her face. Slowly he pulled the blade away, careful not to further injure her.
"Never. Ever. Attack Keladian." Gally's once-optimistic voice was heavy with pain and barely concealed rage. "He knew you had a weapon, and was protecting me. It's in his genetics to do so."
The little dragon landed on her shoulder and coiled his tail protectively around her neck. With that, she about-faced and left the room, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.
Nny stared numbly at the soiled machete for near fifteen minutes. Finally he felt the need to blink, and the moment of guilt was over. He cleaned it off and sat down on the bed, ready not for sleep, but for a night of deep thought.
Well, that was.interesting to write. Now I have to go back and read it a few more times, cuz I don't think I actually wrote it, cuz I got shoved into a mind closet. I think Kith wrote this chapter. If it sucks, blame her. If it's good, blame me, cuz I whisper plot ideas through the keyholes. Danke! Please review the wonderful story. Okay. That's it now. Bye. *to the side* are they gone yet? *flies away*
"Gaeldrisan, prepare yourself for some DOOM!"
Gally hung her head in mock submission. "Doom, Zim? You wouldn't really doom me, would you?" She smiled coyly and posed innocently. Zim's face twisted, trying to resist the irresistible waves of charm that practically oozed off his roommate. Finally, he groaned and looked away, shaking his head disgustedly at her. "Fine, I will spare you today, Dalzorian. Just don't do that again!" He seemed to notice Nny for the first time. Zim eyed him distastefully, and pulled Gally's sleeve. He led her a few feet away to ask her a question. "Who, or what, did you bring into our home?"
Gally smiled and stood up laughing. "I found him on the beach, actually. This is Johnny C. Be nice; he kills things." Nny smiled happily at Zim and waved energetically. Zim cocked a non-existent eyebrow, and backed up a step.
Gally smiled. "I don't know where he lives, so he's gonna sleep on the downstairs futon, okay?" Both Nny and Zim stared at her.
"I'm doing what?"
"He's doing what?
"He's sleeping on the downstairs futon," Gally said slowly. "Want me to repeat it again? I know for a fact that Nny would only go home and kill something from lack of a Brain Freezy, and Zim just wants to watch movies, so that's no problem, right boys?" she finished brightly. Nny squinted at her in mild confusion. "How did you know-"
She waggled a finger at him. "Remember-pinto beans."
"Oh."
There was a bit of an awkward silence. Finally, Zim said that he really needed to go do.stuff.and that no one should follow him.
Gally stared after him. As soon as he disappeared into the toilet, though, she burst out laughing. "See," she gasped, "I told you he was a funny character. Hehe.." She wiped a tear from her eye. "Now I need something to drink." She disappeared through a doorway.
Nny hesitantly followed her into a kitchen of sorts. "And why does this.Zim.reside in a toilet?" he asked pleasantly.
Gally answered him from deep in the freezer. "Oh, that's just the main entrance to his lab. He is a maker of great doominess, ya know." A slight whirring sound was heard, and a moment later she backed out of the freezer with two tall Brain Freezies. Grinning, she handed one to a very pleased Nny. He peered into the dark depths of the freezer. "You have your own Freezy machine?" he said in wonder.
Gally smirked and leaned against the counter. "Well, that very rude man at the 24/7 wasn't going to need it anymore.I walked in and found him leaning against the wall behind the counter with a hole in his head. There was a few bucks in change on his chest and the Fiz-Whiz freezer was open."
Nny didn't say anything. Just sipped his Freezy. After a moment's thought, he stopped drinking and looked at his hostess.
"So you stole it?"
Shock registered on Gally's face. "Oh, I would never steal! Where I come from, a dead person has no more claims to anything they had in life! It's first-come-first-serve, whether it be family, highway robbers, or.passing assassin." She grinned smugly.
"Ah." For some strange reason, Nny felt himself drawn to this bizarre character. Perhaps it was the urge to rid the planet of the unworthies, perhaps it was the effects of the pleasing Freezy on his twisted mind. I guess we'll never know.
"So," he ventured, somewhat shyly. "Tell me about your planet-what was it called?"
"Dalzor." All signs of previous bloodthirsty actions vanished from her face, leaving a wistful innocence that made him want to smile. "It was so beautiful-a Utopia. Needless to say, we had no use for the polluting transports that the humans use. We flew. The air was cleaner there, because the planet was unspoiled by any pollution. There was hardly any crime, because anyone that knew of a wrong doer quickly had them put to justice. We didn't go around killing everything in sight though, because the average Dalzorian was hundreds of times wiser and more intelligent than the average human."
"That wouldn't be too hard," muttered Johnny.
Gally smiled at him. "In truth, there isn't really much hope for this planet. I've seen it happen before, and it will happen again. This planet is too dirty, to damaged, to withstand anymore attacks from the humans. It will never survive the technological adolescence this species is going through. Some planets do, though, and go on to become far more advanced than it looked possible. Next to the Irkans, we reigned supreme."
"Irkans?"
"Zim's race. The Irkan Empire has thousands of planets in their grasp. Right now, that I know of, there is a complete tie between the Irkan Armada and the Dalzorian Force. It's a friendly competition, which is why Zim took me in so readily."
Nny sucked contentedly at his slightly melted Freezy. "How did you crash, anyway? Did the ship survive?"
The dragon girl blushed. "I, uh.I fell asleep at the cockpit as we were passing by the Earth. I got caught in the gravitational pull, and woke up when we started to go through the atmosphere. It was quite a wake up. I crashed about twenty miles from here, actually. Zim thought it might have been another Irkans, so he brought out his Voot and towed me home."
"What's a Voot?"
"It's the Irkan standard Invader ship. I'll see about getting Zim to let you take a peek tomorrow."
"You kept saying 'we,' though. Is there another one of you?" Nny asked, rifling through a magazine he found on the counter.
There was a soft clink as Gally set her Freezy down. Nny glanced over at her, and found that she was hunched over the sink, clenched knuckles white against the porcelain. She was trembling hard.
Nny slowly approached her, a bit unsure of what to do. He hesitantly reached over to lay a hand on her shoulder, but she roughly batted him away.
"I'm fine," she grated out between clenched teeth. "This is something I need to come to terms with." Carefully Gally stood up, calming noticeably.
"I'm sorry if I've intruded," said Johnny.
"No, it's not you. I wasn't alone in the ship; my sister Phoenix was with me. I-I haven't seen her since the crash. She could have gone for help and died of her wounds, for all I know. And it was my fault." She took a deep ragged breath and brightened. "But enough of the past. Let me get you set up for the night. Even if you don't sleep, it's my duty as the hostess to make you at least comfortable."
Briskly she turned and stepped into the toilet.
Nny stared.
"Well," she asked brightly, "Aren't you coming?"
"Down a toilet?" he asked skeptically.
"I told you, it's an elevator.thing. C'mon, there's plenty of room for two."
Nny stepped gingerly into the toilet. Fortunately, there was plenty of room, seeing as how both Gally and himself were nothing more than 100-pound toothpicks.
Neither the dragon nor the maniac spoke on the way down to Gally's section of the lab. When they stepped out of the elevator, Nny was struck with an impression of how much he'd like to live here. It was, essentially, a labyrinth of caves, accentuated by torches along the walls. He passed his hand over one, and was pleasantly surprised to find that they burned with a chilling fire. Gally picked it out of the brass sconce and led him down a tunnel. A haunting tune wafted through the cavern.
Gally picked up on his thoughts. "It's a CD I found in a store. 'Immortal Kiss of the Vampire.' I don't really like the talking part, but the music is divine."
Nny nodded in agreement, although Gally couldn't see. "Yes. Classical is my favorite."
"I know."
They came to a door in one of the smaller tunnels. Gally pushed it open and gestured for Nny to come in. There was a black futon, covered in red sheets. More cold-fire candles burned in a candelabrum in the cherry wood dresser. She pulled open a drawer, revealing various articles of clothing, strangely enough in Nny's size.
Noticing his puzzled expression, Gally shut the drawer and stood up to explain. "My Guardian, Keladian, went out and got you some stuff. Guardians are granted to Dalzorians with advanced mental powers. They develop a psychic link to their partners. That's how he knew what to get."
Nny stared skeptically at her. She laughed and pointed to the corner above his head. "Just look."
He turned around, and one hand instantly went to the machete hidden in his pocket. ((A/N: Big pocket, no?))
Talons digging into the stone wall, tail lashing angrily back and forth, was a small creature about the size of the metals thing that had hugged Gally's knees earlier. It was a bluish-green color, similar to the hues of the sea he had so recently left. It spread it's wings, hissed, and launched itself at Nny.
Swiftly he swept the machete up, narrowly missing the little creature's head.
Suddenly the blade stopped moving. Nny came out of his killing rage and looked at his weapon. A delicate, pale hand gripped the blade, causing a trickle of a violet-blue blood to well up. Nny looked down at Gaeldrisan, a look of pain on her face. Slowly he pulled the blade away, careful not to further injure her.
"Never. Ever. Attack Keladian." Gally's once-optimistic voice was heavy with pain and barely concealed rage. "He knew you had a weapon, and was protecting me. It's in his genetics to do so."
The little dragon landed on her shoulder and coiled his tail protectively around her neck. With that, she about-faced and left the room, leaving a trail of blood on the floor.
Nny stared numbly at the soiled machete for near fifteen minutes. Finally he felt the need to blink, and the moment of guilt was over. He cleaned it off and sat down on the bed, ready not for sleep, but for a night of deep thought.
Well, that was.interesting to write. Now I have to go back and read it a few more times, cuz I don't think I actually wrote it, cuz I got shoved into a mind closet. I think Kith wrote this chapter. If it sucks, blame her. If it's good, blame me, cuz I whisper plot ideas through the keyholes. Danke! Please review the wonderful story. Okay. That's it now. Bye. *to the side* are they gone yet? *flies away*