Chapter 6! here we go....oh, btw, i'd like to say I don't own any of these characters and they are all creations of jhonen vasquez. Thats the only time I'm going to say it cuz...hey, u all should know i'm not that creative.
I'm changing the rating to pg-13. I thought it was in the first place. oh well.
Anywhos, heres chapter 6. Enjoy! START ENJOYING! yessssss...
Chapter 6 ...wow...I said that, what, 3 times?
Zim slammed the door and collapsed on his couch. After flipping through the meaningless trivial garbage, he turned it off. Gir was no where to be found. "Most likely wrecking havoc someonwhere," he thought, "Ah well...as long as he doesn't bug me." For some reason, he felt extremely tired. Not physicly, but emotionaly. He had been on the planet too long, had been foiled one too many times, and had been made a laughingstock by the "almighty" tallest. He was tired...sick of it. Once, after a routine status report, the tallest had shut off incoming transmition, but a malfunction had left the outgoing video and sound stream continue on to Zim. He sat there, at first wondering what the heck they were laughing about, and then realized the truth. That they were laughing at him, pointing, teasing, revealing how much of a joke he was to the Irken people. But soon...very soon...they'd get their just deserts...they all would...Once his final and furthermost plan was revealed...soon...
Zim reached onto his wrist unit and pressed a key. A small mic came out of his back pack and switched on, tuning in on Gir. "Gir! GIR! Gir, come in! I need your help with the probes...the probes of DOOM!! Eh? Gir? GIR! ...must be some transmition interference."
*meanwhile*
Gir was standing just a few blocks away near a street lamp he had accidentaly broken down while hunting for space squirrels in his dog costume. Grabbing two sparking cables, he picked them up and examined them.
"Oooh...smells like BISCUTS!!!"
*BZZZZTZAP!!*
"AHGAAH!!! ooOOoh...like a toaster and tennis shave!!!"
*BZZZZT!*
"WHAHOOO!!"
*BZZZZTWAP* *BZZZT* BZZZTZAMO!!*
"HAHA!" *BZZT* "HAH!" *BZZT" "HA!" "BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTZAMBOOOM!!*
*back at Zim's house*
"Hmmm...strange...whats with these electrical surges? Bah! Inferior human circuitry!"
Zim walked into the kitchen. He walked up to the toilet, preparing to work tediously on his master plan...when he remembered his sweet, sweet pills. Walking over to one of the many empty cabinets, he brought out his jar of sugar pills. He popped three into his mouth and grabbed some pixy stix. All the sugar rushing around in his system caused his body to start using the energy very rapidly, causing him to drift ever so slowly asleep on the couch...
About an hour later, Zim blinked a few times and found Gir sleeping on his stomach. Setting him down gently onto the couch, he petted his head and moved towards the kitchen. He nearly tripped over Gir's burnt dog suit. It was nothing new. One time Gir had come home with tacos, bird feathers, and hundreds of bees embedded into his costume. Even thinking about asking about it made his head hurt.
Moving towards the toilet lab door, he ran over the specs for his probes over his head. Just as his hand was on the toilet lever, he heard his name being called, and then a sudden slamming as the door burst open. He didn't even have time to turn his head as someone slammed into his body away from the toilet. Zim was hurled to the ground as the purple haired girl held on, gasping for life.
Not knowing what was going on, he squirmed for the first few seconds until realizing it was only Gaz. He wouldn't have been able to get out of her grasp even if he wanted to. She was holding his torso so tight, his organs were already feeling sore. They lay there together for a few minutes, Gaz grabbing on, wide eyed, faintly saying between her gasps, "not again...not again...."
Zim stared at her with curiosity on his face. This was strange to him. New. He had never seen humans act like this. Perhaps she had gone mad..he thought.
"Hey...hey. Human. Just what do you think you're doing?"
After a few more seconds, she slowly let go and got up. Looking in him in the eye, she suddenly slapped him out of nowhere.
"AARGH!! AF! What was that for??" said Zim as he clutched his red face.
"*gasp* I'm here...saving your life stupid."
"What? Just what are you talking about?"
She got to her feet and slowly walked over to the toilet. Looking behind it and around it, she finally lifted the top lid. Reaching in, she tore the trigger wire adn ripped the explosive out. Inspecting it for a few seconds, she through it at Zim.
"There. Dib was trying to kill you. Don't be so stupid next time."
"Hmmmm?!?" He said while inspecting the bomb carefully. "Computer!! Analyze!"
There were various beeps from places deep underground. A deep voice suddenly responded, "Subject is a level D explosive."
"WHAT? Why was this not detected??"
"Umm...well, I don't really have sensors inside the toilet."
Zim let out a scream of anguish and cursed himself again. Looking over, he saw Gaz was already walking towards the door.
"Wait."
She kept walking.
He ran over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She stopped. "Wait."
Gaz turned around and glared at him. "What."
"Why did you save my life? I'm trying to kill you and your people. What would my existence aid yours?"
She smirked a bit. "Thats none of your business Zim."
"Well, I'm making it my business."
Gaz gritted her teeth and yelled back, "Look, I just saved your life. Least you could do is do what I ask and let it go. It's none of your business."
Zim sighed and let her go. She turned around and started walking out the door.
A look suddenly crossed Zim's face. "Wait!"
She turned around again, her face a masked scowl of anger and frustration.
He reached out and gently held one of her fingers. "Thanks Gaz."
Gaz rached out and held his hand. Inside she was screaming to let it out. Outside she showed no sign of anything. "Whatever. Just be more careful next time."
Letting go, she walked out the door. Zim stood there scratching his head. "I wonder what kind of human emotion that was..."
Gir slept on the couch silently the whole time.
Eh...i don't think i'm a good writer. I have big ideas for this fic....*sigh* if only things happened in MY life. Anywhos, i'll write another chapter TONIGHT. whether or not it gets posted...i don know. Btw, could u tell me if anyone's out of character? please review!! Flames are welcome.
I'm changing the rating to pg-13. I thought it was in the first place. oh well.
Anywhos, heres chapter 6. Enjoy! START ENJOYING! yessssss...
Chapter 6 ...wow...I said that, what, 3 times?
Zim slammed the door and collapsed on his couch. After flipping through the meaningless trivial garbage, he turned it off. Gir was no where to be found. "Most likely wrecking havoc someonwhere," he thought, "Ah well...as long as he doesn't bug me." For some reason, he felt extremely tired. Not physicly, but emotionaly. He had been on the planet too long, had been foiled one too many times, and had been made a laughingstock by the "almighty" tallest. He was tired...sick of it. Once, after a routine status report, the tallest had shut off incoming transmition, but a malfunction had left the outgoing video and sound stream continue on to Zim. He sat there, at first wondering what the heck they were laughing about, and then realized the truth. That they were laughing at him, pointing, teasing, revealing how much of a joke he was to the Irken people. But soon...very soon...they'd get their just deserts...they all would...Once his final and furthermost plan was revealed...soon...
Zim reached onto his wrist unit and pressed a key. A small mic came out of his back pack and switched on, tuning in on Gir. "Gir! GIR! Gir, come in! I need your help with the probes...the probes of DOOM!! Eh? Gir? GIR! ...must be some transmition interference."
*meanwhile*
Gir was standing just a few blocks away near a street lamp he had accidentaly broken down while hunting for space squirrels in his dog costume. Grabbing two sparking cables, he picked them up and examined them.
"Oooh...smells like BISCUTS!!!"
*BZZZZTZAP!!*
"AHGAAH!!! ooOOoh...like a toaster and tennis shave!!!"
*BZZZZT!*
"WHAHOOO!!"
*BZZZZTWAP* *BZZZT* BZZZTZAMO!!*
"HAHA!" *BZZT* "HAH!" *BZZT" "HA!" "BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTZAMBOOOM!!*
*back at Zim's house*
"Hmmm...strange...whats with these electrical surges? Bah! Inferior human circuitry!"
Zim walked into the kitchen. He walked up to the toilet, preparing to work tediously on his master plan...when he remembered his sweet, sweet pills. Walking over to one of the many empty cabinets, he brought out his jar of sugar pills. He popped three into his mouth and grabbed some pixy stix. All the sugar rushing around in his system caused his body to start using the energy very rapidly, causing him to drift ever so slowly asleep on the couch...
About an hour later, Zim blinked a few times and found Gir sleeping on his stomach. Setting him down gently onto the couch, he petted his head and moved towards the kitchen. He nearly tripped over Gir's burnt dog suit. It was nothing new. One time Gir had come home with tacos, bird feathers, and hundreds of bees embedded into his costume. Even thinking about asking about it made his head hurt.
Moving towards the toilet lab door, he ran over the specs for his probes over his head. Just as his hand was on the toilet lever, he heard his name being called, and then a sudden slamming as the door burst open. He didn't even have time to turn his head as someone slammed into his body away from the toilet. Zim was hurled to the ground as the purple haired girl held on, gasping for life.
Not knowing what was going on, he squirmed for the first few seconds until realizing it was only Gaz. He wouldn't have been able to get out of her grasp even if he wanted to. She was holding his torso so tight, his organs were already feeling sore. They lay there together for a few minutes, Gaz grabbing on, wide eyed, faintly saying between her gasps, "not again...not again...."
Zim stared at her with curiosity on his face. This was strange to him. New. He had never seen humans act like this. Perhaps she had gone mad..he thought.
"Hey...hey. Human. Just what do you think you're doing?"
After a few more seconds, she slowly let go and got up. Looking in him in the eye, she suddenly slapped him out of nowhere.
"AARGH!! AF! What was that for??" said Zim as he clutched his red face.
"*gasp* I'm here...saving your life stupid."
"What? Just what are you talking about?"
She got to her feet and slowly walked over to the toilet. Looking behind it and around it, she finally lifted the top lid. Reaching in, she tore the trigger wire adn ripped the explosive out. Inspecting it for a few seconds, she through it at Zim.
"There. Dib was trying to kill you. Don't be so stupid next time."
"Hmmmm?!?" He said while inspecting the bomb carefully. "Computer!! Analyze!"
There were various beeps from places deep underground. A deep voice suddenly responded, "Subject is a level D explosive."
"WHAT? Why was this not detected??"
"Umm...well, I don't really have sensors inside the toilet."
Zim let out a scream of anguish and cursed himself again. Looking over, he saw Gaz was already walking towards the door.
"Wait."
She kept walking.
He ran over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She stopped. "Wait."
Gaz turned around and glared at him. "What."
"Why did you save my life? I'm trying to kill you and your people. What would my existence aid yours?"
She smirked a bit. "Thats none of your business Zim."
"Well, I'm making it my business."
Gaz gritted her teeth and yelled back, "Look, I just saved your life. Least you could do is do what I ask and let it go. It's none of your business."
Zim sighed and let her go. She turned around and started walking out the door.
A look suddenly crossed Zim's face. "Wait!"
She turned around again, her face a masked scowl of anger and frustration.
He reached out and gently held one of her fingers. "Thanks Gaz."
Gaz rached out and held his hand. Inside she was screaming to let it out. Outside she showed no sign of anything. "Whatever. Just be more careful next time."
Letting go, she walked out the door. Zim stood there scratching his head. "I wonder what kind of human emotion that was..."
Gir slept on the couch silently the whole time.
Eh...i don't think i'm a good writer. I have big ideas for this fic....*sigh* if only things happened in MY life. Anywhos, i'll write another chapter TONIGHT. whether or not it gets posted...i don know. Btw, could u tell me if anyone's out of character? please review!! Flames are welcome.
