Guess what? BIRTHDAY FUN!!! This might be a little short... kuz I'm
preoccupied with turning eighteen. Understandable? Huh, huh? Anyway so
here's another installment of some stuff I write that I can't claim as my
own because it's not. It belongs to Jhnen Vasquez... yeah you know him...
he likes to murder vowels...
Zim the hoMicIdAl IrkEn part 7
Dib made it back to his house after the close encounter. He flung open the door and ran to the sofa where his sister was perched, watching a television show on animal attacks and eating pizza.
"Gaz... I'm scared."
"Shut up."
"Tak's an alien too."
"Shut up!"
"Zim tried to kill her because he's crazy."
"Look Dib, I am very busy right now and Zim was over here a few days ago. You know, just because someone wants to kill you is no reason to call them a murderer. Lots of people want to kill you; I'm one of them."
"What?! Zim was here? What did he do Gaz? Tell me!"
"Will you go away?"
Dib nodded an agreement seeing that this was the only way to get the information out of his sister without losing his life in the process, however cryptic it may be.
"He came over, got grossed out by a movie and left."
"That's all?"
"Go away Dib."
"He didn't snoop around; try to plant booby traps or anything like that?"
"If you want to die in the next fifteen seconds, stand right where you are and keep talking." Gaz growled at her disobedient brother. Dib exited the living room quickly and retreated to the safety of his room.
Meanwhile, in another part of the town, we see the little boy who had discovered the dead Dirge and Keef. He walks up to a door labeled Dr. Rhodes, Psychiatry. He opens the door with his little nubby fingers and walks in, sitting at a leather chair in front of a huge mahogany desk. The room is empty except for him. Suddenly, he hears a tapping coming from the window of the business building. He gets up slowly, holding Shmee close to his body and peeks through the closed blinds that cover the window. On the other side of the window stands a man wearing a plaid button up shirt tucked into a pair of khakis. The man grins at the little boy and motions for him to open the window.
"What should I do Shmee?" He looks down at the bear. "I'll let him in. I wouldn't want to be stuck outside of a fifth floor window." He pulls up on the blinds and opens the window for the man to come in.
"Hi little boy, what's your name?" the man says while taking a seat on the sill of the window.
"My name's Todd. What were you doing out there?" he says while pointing a finger at the window.
"Oh that..." The man looks over his shoulder. "I was going to jump!" he said a little too happily. Todd let out a tiny little squee of a gasp. "But I'm not anymore, nope! That doctor in the room next to this one says I have mood swings. Of all the silly diagnoses in the world... Mood swings, heh heh heh. I waited until he left the room and I went out the window. But once I decided not to take the plunge, I had gotten locked out there." He looks down at Todd. "What are you in for? Tell me now." His voice has lost its perky edge.
"I saw dead people. They were cut up and their insides were on the outside. It was spooky."
"Really? Well good for you ya little brat. You're life is all trouble free, maybe I should throw you out this window, then you would know what it's like to have problems! Yes then you'd know! Then you'd know!!" Todd's scared now.
"No! Don't throw me out the window! I didn't even do anything to you!" Todd backs away from the man who is slowly advancing on him. He is holding Shmee so tight that one of the bear's stitches pops and some stuffing falls out onto the floor.
"Shmee?!" Todd looks down at his over-loved teddy bear as the man continues his pursuit forward. Just then, another man opens the door to the room.
"There you are! I was looking for you. What are you about to do to that little boy?" This is obviously a psychiatrist.
"Oh God no! What have I done? What have I done?!" The man screams in total realization of the act for which he was about to partake and leaps from the window that was conveniently left open. Squee stares in shock. The doctor walks over to the window and peers out. The jumper is nothing more than a smidgen on the street five floors down.
"Damn, there goes another one! That's the third patient I've lost this week! Oh well." He turns to leave. "Wait right there kid. I'll get your shrink in here." He walks to the door and looks at the nameplate on it. "Oh hey that's me!" He laughs lightheartedly and turns back around. Todd squeaks.
The End
Zim had long since gotten himself off the ground and was now lying on the couch, trying to fend off unconsciousness.
"There is no way I am letting massive head trauma put me to sleep" he says while rubbing his temples.
"You really don't look to well Z. Maybe you should just go ahead and finish yourself off" Mooseboy offered.
"No, don't listen to him. He wants you to let that girl win. You're better than she is. Why don't you feed her to the wall?" requested Mr. Pork.
"The wall!" Zim shot up suddenly regretting the action. "I forgot about the damn thing."
"Don't hurry. No, wait. Maybe you should hurry. Yes go to it quickly. In your state you might pass out and fall down one of those flights of stairs and really hurt yourself." Zim merely looked at Psycho Mooseboy. His head was spinning and he was surprised that he could even focus at this point.
"You want me to die that badly?"
"Yes he does! He doesn't want you to have any fun Z. Don't listen to the moose!" Mr. Pork said.
"But, come to think of it... I haven't had any fun. Not even when killing all those people who deserved it. Joy, happiness, it's all one big façade covering up how I really feel inside. I don't feel any of that. All I feel is dejection."
"All the more reason for you to end it! Quickly, maybe you can turn yourself in to that measly paranormalist next door. I'm sure he can think of many ways to help you with your little predicament." Mooseboy's words stirred up hatred in Zim's heart and he glared to the window where the boy had escaped.
"No that would make him happy." A little grin played its way across Zim's face. "I know why I've been so upset. It's him! I've been trying to kill the little jerk ever since I came to this rock but something always comes up. But that's okay. He can't stop me from what I'm going to do to him tomorrow. After skool, I'll catch him, bring him home and..."
"And feed him to the wall?"
"No."
"Does this mean you're not going to kill yourself?" Asked Mooseboy.
"Yup!" Zim said as he grinned evilly.
"Damn."
The next day, Dib woke up to a commotion outside. He yawned lazily and walked to his window and peered out. Torrents of rain came pouring down to earth.
"Great. It's raining! I hope it doesn't keep this up all day." Dib went about preparing for skool secretly hoping he wouldn't have to walk there in the rain. By the time he had gotten ready, the shower had stopped for the moment. He looked over at his sister who was gazing out the front window with a look of pure hatred on her face.
"It stopped. Why'd it have to stop!" she growled to herself. Dib sighed as he opened the door and left, his sister following behind.
Zim had been watching the precipitation from his window, a look of nervousness on his face.
"What do you think it is Naildoggy?"
"I'm not sure Z."
"Oh, so you're calling me that too now." Zim sighed. "As much as I like the whole darkness during the day thing with the occasional lights, I have this gut feeling in my squeedly spooch that something about it is bad."
"It is a little unsettling isn't it?"
"Yeah." He watched it until it turned to a slight drizzle and slowly tapered off. After a few more minutes of waiting, it had stopped completely and the sun broke through the dark clouds. Another sigh marked his departure to the skool. He stepped outside his house only to see the Dib and his sister making their way past his home.
"You again" Zim said while glaring at his nemesis. Dib looked a little apprehensive.
'Wait, he's the alien scum here. I don't need to be scared of him!' Dib quickly turned to glower at Zim who was letting his attention fall on the little puddles of the clear substance that had seemingly gathered in any place that would hold it.
"What's the matter Zim? Scared of a little rain water?" Zim reverted his attention back to Dib.
"I'm going to catch you today. I just wanted to give you fair warning. You've been such a thorn in my side since I came here. I will enjoy cutting you into pieces." Dib's eyes went wide.
"You wouldn't."
"As a matter of fact," Zim said while reaching a hand into his pocket. "I see no real reason to wait." Zim pulled out a rather small knife and grinned at Dib before leaping.
"Aaah!" Dib immediately broke out into a run. "Help me Gaz!" Gaz had never stopped and was by this time far down the street. Zim ran and went to turn from his walk onto the sidewalk, but slid in a puddle and fell on his side. A searing hot pain invaded his senses as he looked down to see the fluid coating him. He gritted his teeth hard in an attempt not to scream, but he could not withhold his pain and let out a shriek as his flesh began to smoke. Dib stopped in his gait and turned back around to see the screaming extraterrestrial.
"Look Gaz! Water hurts him! Gaz?" He looked behind himself to see she had once again ignored her surroundings and was continuing on her way to skool. He hurried to catch up.
Zim winced as he pulled himself up off the ground and inspected his injury. 'I get beaten up one day and burned alive the next. This week has been fun.' He thought as he walked towards the school.
END
Ok... so it didn't end up being extremely short. Anyway, I wonder if the rain is going to affect Zim's capturing and torture of Dib... oh wait I'm the author here... I already know the answer to that. And wow did that little squee story start to take over up there or what? Anyway... just for shits and giggles or whatever, I'd like to make a request. If you are reading this story could you please leave a review... you don't even have to write anything... I just wanna do a bit of a census on how many people are reading this. OOOH! And I wanna thank all the people who put my story on their favs list. I consider that a REAL honor so thank you all! And thank you readers and reviewers... I go clubbin' now that I am of legal age... BYE!!!
Completed at 2:12pm(I know I'm scared too)
Zim the hoMicIdAl IrkEn part 7
Dib made it back to his house after the close encounter. He flung open the door and ran to the sofa where his sister was perched, watching a television show on animal attacks and eating pizza.
"Gaz... I'm scared."
"Shut up."
"Tak's an alien too."
"Shut up!"
"Zim tried to kill her because he's crazy."
"Look Dib, I am very busy right now and Zim was over here a few days ago. You know, just because someone wants to kill you is no reason to call them a murderer. Lots of people want to kill you; I'm one of them."
"What?! Zim was here? What did he do Gaz? Tell me!"
"Will you go away?"
Dib nodded an agreement seeing that this was the only way to get the information out of his sister without losing his life in the process, however cryptic it may be.
"He came over, got grossed out by a movie and left."
"That's all?"
"Go away Dib."
"He didn't snoop around; try to plant booby traps or anything like that?"
"If you want to die in the next fifteen seconds, stand right where you are and keep talking." Gaz growled at her disobedient brother. Dib exited the living room quickly and retreated to the safety of his room.
Meanwhile, in another part of the town, we see the little boy who had discovered the dead Dirge and Keef. He walks up to a door labeled Dr. Rhodes, Psychiatry. He opens the door with his little nubby fingers and walks in, sitting at a leather chair in front of a huge mahogany desk. The room is empty except for him. Suddenly, he hears a tapping coming from the window of the business building. He gets up slowly, holding Shmee close to his body and peeks through the closed blinds that cover the window. On the other side of the window stands a man wearing a plaid button up shirt tucked into a pair of khakis. The man grins at the little boy and motions for him to open the window.
"What should I do Shmee?" He looks down at the bear. "I'll let him in. I wouldn't want to be stuck outside of a fifth floor window." He pulls up on the blinds and opens the window for the man to come in.
"Hi little boy, what's your name?" the man says while taking a seat on the sill of the window.
"My name's Todd. What were you doing out there?" he says while pointing a finger at the window.
"Oh that..." The man looks over his shoulder. "I was going to jump!" he said a little too happily. Todd let out a tiny little squee of a gasp. "But I'm not anymore, nope! That doctor in the room next to this one says I have mood swings. Of all the silly diagnoses in the world... Mood swings, heh heh heh. I waited until he left the room and I went out the window. But once I decided not to take the plunge, I had gotten locked out there." He looks down at Todd. "What are you in for? Tell me now." His voice has lost its perky edge.
"I saw dead people. They were cut up and their insides were on the outside. It was spooky."
"Really? Well good for you ya little brat. You're life is all trouble free, maybe I should throw you out this window, then you would know what it's like to have problems! Yes then you'd know! Then you'd know!!" Todd's scared now.
"No! Don't throw me out the window! I didn't even do anything to you!" Todd backs away from the man who is slowly advancing on him. He is holding Shmee so tight that one of the bear's stitches pops and some stuffing falls out onto the floor.
"Shmee?!" Todd looks down at his over-loved teddy bear as the man continues his pursuit forward. Just then, another man opens the door to the room.
"There you are! I was looking for you. What are you about to do to that little boy?" This is obviously a psychiatrist.
"Oh God no! What have I done? What have I done?!" The man screams in total realization of the act for which he was about to partake and leaps from the window that was conveniently left open. Squee stares in shock. The doctor walks over to the window and peers out. The jumper is nothing more than a smidgen on the street five floors down.
"Damn, there goes another one! That's the third patient I've lost this week! Oh well." He turns to leave. "Wait right there kid. I'll get your shrink in here." He walks to the door and looks at the nameplate on it. "Oh hey that's me!" He laughs lightheartedly and turns back around. Todd squeaks.
The End
Zim had long since gotten himself off the ground and was now lying on the couch, trying to fend off unconsciousness.
"There is no way I am letting massive head trauma put me to sleep" he says while rubbing his temples.
"You really don't look to well Z. Maybe you should just go ahead and finish yourself off" Mooseboy offered.
"No, don't listen to him. He wants you to let that girl win. You're better than she is. Why don't you feed her to the wall?" requested Mr. Pork.
"The wall!" Zim shot up suddenly regretting the action. "I forgot about the damn thing."
"Don't hurry. No, wait. Maybe you should hurry. Yes go to it quickly. In your state you might pass out and fall down one of those flights of stairs and really hurt yourself." Zim merely looked at Psycho Mooseboy. His head was spinning and he was surprised that he could even focus at this point.
"You want me to die that badly?"
"Yes he does! He doesn't want you to have any fun Z. Don't listen to the moose!" Mr. Pork said.
"But, come to think of it... I haven't had any fun. Not even when killing all those people who deserved it. Joy, happiness, it's all one big façade covering up how I really feel inside. I don't feel any of that. All I feel is dejection."
"All the more reason for you to end it! Quickly, maybe you can turn yourself in to that measly paranormalist next door. I'm sure he can think of many ways to help you with your little predicament." Mooseboy's words stirred up hatred in Zim's heart and he glared to the window where the boy had escaped.
"No that would make him happy." A little grin played its way across Zim's face. "I know why I've been so upset. It's him! I've been trying to kill the little jerk ever since I came to this rock but something always comes up. But that's okay. He can't stop me from what I'm going to do to him tomorrow. After skool, I'll catch him, bring him home and..."
"And feed him to the wall?"
"No."
"Does this mean you're not going to kill yourself?" Asked Mooseboy.
"Yup!" Zim said as he grinned evilly.
"Damn."
The next day, Dib woke up to a commotion outside. He yawned lazily and walked to his window and peered out. Torrents of rain came pouring down to earth.
"Great. It's raining! I hope it doesn't keep this up all day." Dib went about preparing for skool secretly hoping he wouldn't have to walk there in the rain. By the time he had gotten ready, the shower had stopped for the moment. He looked over at his sister who was gazing out the front window with a look of pure hatred on her face.
"It stopped. Why'd it have to stop!" she growled to herself. Dib sighed as he opened the door and left, his sister following behind.
Zim had been watching the precipitation from his window, a look of nervousness on his face.
"What do you think it is Naildoggy?"
"I'm not sure Z."
"Oh, so you're calling me that too now." Zim sighed. "As much as I like the whole darkness during the day thing with the occasional lights, I have this gut feeling in my squeedly spooch that something about it is bad."
"It is a little unsettling isn't it?"
"Yeah." He watched it until it turned to a slight drizzle and slowly tapered off. After a few more minutes of waiting, it had stopped completely and the sun broke through the dark clouds. Another sigh marked his departure to the skool. He stepped outside his house only to see the Dib and his sister making their way past his home.
"You again" Zim said while glaring at his nemesis. Dib looked a little apprehensive.
'Wait, he's the alien scum here. I don't need to be scared of him!' Dib quickly turned to glower at Zim who was letting his attention fall on the little puddles of the clear substance that had seemingly gathered in any place that would hold it.
"What's the matter Zim? Scared of a little rain water?" Zim reverted his attention back to Dib.
"I'm going to catch you today. I just wanted to give you fair warning. You've been such a thorn in my side since I came here. I will enjoy cutting you into pieces." Dib's eyes went wide.
"You wouldn't."
"As a matter of fact," Zim said while reaching a hand into his pocket. "I see no real reason to wait." Zim pulled out a rather small knife and grinned at Dib before leaping.
"Aaah!" Dib immediately broke out into a run. "Help me Gaz!" Gaz had never stopped and was by this time far down the street. Zim ran and went to turn from his walk onto the sidewalk, but slid in a puddle and fell on his side. A searing hot pain invaded his senses as he looked down to see the fluid coating him. He gritted his teeth hard in an attempt not to scream, but he could not withhold his pain and let out a shriek as his flesh began to smoke. Dib stopped in his gait and turned back around to see the screaming extraterrestrial.
"Look Gaz! Water hurts him! Gaz?" He looked behind himself to see she had once again ignored her surroundings and was continuing on her way to skool. He hurried to catch up.
Zim winced as he pulled himself up off the ground and inspected his injury. 'I get beaten up one day and burned alive the next. This week has been fun.' He thought as he walked towards the school.
END
Ok... so it didn't end up being extremely short. Anyway, I wonder if the rain is going to affect Zim's capturing and torture of Dib... oh wait I'm the author here... I already know the answer to that. And wow did that little squee story start to take over up there or what? Anyway... just for shits and giggles or whatever, I'd like to make a request. If you are reading this story could you please leave a review... you don't even have to write anything... I just wanna do a bit of a census on how many people are reading this. OOOH! And I wanna thank all the people who put my story on their favs list. I consider that a REAL honor so thank you all! And thank you readers and reviewers... I go clubbin' now that I am of legal age... BYE!!!
Completed at 2:12pm(I know I'm scared too)