I told you guys I wouldn't wait so long between updates this time. :) Thanks for the review Gir's Cupcake, I read your review and decided to go ahead and type the next chapter. See! I told you I'd update faster if I got reviews. Once again ignore all mistakes made.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM, ::sniff:: I know, it isn't fair.
"I want their 3 Irkens in Quadrant 7 to clear out one of the spy rooms. The Almighty Tallest will be using it." Zim spoke into his T.C., still eyeing the Tallest suspiciously. He pressed a couple buttons, "Stit, you will be taking them there." Less then 5 seconds later the Irken opened the door.
"I'll escort you there." Stit said bowing to the Tallest. Red and Purple walked to the entrance but they turned back.
"If we're not out by lunch, I'd like it delivered." Red said, Zim nodded and they turned to leave.
"I'll see you later." Purple said, winking at Gaz, who gagged and flipped him off.
"Freak." Gaz muttered, flopping onto the couch as they finally left. Zim got up from his throne and began pacing back and forth across the room. His footsteps would get quieter as he walked away and steadily louder as he got closer. After a couple minutes of his pacing, Gaz glared at him, annoyed.
"What's your problem?" she finally snapped.
"They're up to something. Something isn't right." Zim replied, not even pausing from his pacing.
"Then find out what they're up to, if you're so paranoid about it." Gaz said stretching out onto the couch.
"I am, and I have an idea how to, too." Zim said, stopping suddenly, looking at Gaz with a gleam in his eyes.
"What?" Gaz asked, alarmed, "Whatever the hell you're thinking about, just forget about it."
"Oh but you forget that you are under my control." Zim said, walking toward her, arms clasped behind his back, "You have two options: Obey me and live, or die."
"Go on then, kill me." Gaz said, not even blinking, Zim stopped, taken aback, "I really don't care either way. The only thing it's going to accomplish is another dead carcass rotting away on your ship. I have nothing to live for, other than seeing you die in the most god-awful way possible." Zim stared at her shocked, then a sly grin broke out on his face.
"You say you have nothing to live for, what of Dib?" he questioned.
"Dib?" Gaz thought for a moment, "He doesn't need me, never have and never will. Before the invasion began he had his so-called friends, our father, and in way- he had you."
"What do you mean 'he had me'?" Zim asked, an appalled look on his face.
"You were what kept him going. My father wasn't always there for us, but you were, always there like a thorn in his side. His friends were obnoxious, backstabbing weirdos who wouldn't be upfront with him. You were, you always told him what you thought, never talked about him behind his back like his friends did. I used to think that sometimes you were the only thing that kept him alive." Gaz explained. Zim sat slowly onto the couch as what she said sunk in.
"So then the threat of killing you does no good?" he asked. Gaz looked at him pointedly. Zim sat quietly for a few more seconds, chewing on his fingernails.
"You never finished your interview, did you?" he asked, suddenly, "You know, the questions you had to answer when you first got to the station?" Gaz looked at him suspiciously, slowly shaking her head. Zim pulled out his electronic notebook again, "Computer transfer all data files that include the name Gaz Membrane to my EN." He said pushing a few buttons. Gaz sat up and looked over his shoulder.
"Every interview asks the person to write down every person that they're close to, you need to answer how you feel about them, you're relationship to them, and their current stature, y'know, dead, captured, or free. A lot of people try to lie, and other refuse to do it, but with a helmet device I created, they get an electric shock every time they lie, or don't answer." Zim explained.
"You're disturbed." Gaz sneered at him. He merely laughed and messed with his notebook again.
"Let's see...how 'bout we look at Dib's first?" Zim said wickedly, "Let's you're the first on his list, sister of course, he added that he loves you to death and if anyone lays a finger on you, they will suffer the consequences. Amusing." Zim pressed another button, "Kyan is next, he says you're one of his best friends, and he has a crush on you." Zim grinned as Gaz mumbled something and stared at the ground, her face tinting with a blush.
"Next is Tia. You're her friend and a sister type to her. She looks up to you greatly and wants to be like you." Gaz's head snapped up as she heard Tia's name, and she growled at Zim.
"Where is she?" She snapped before she could stop herself, "If you have her doing anything I'll tear out your freaking lungs and eat'm myself. She just saw her brother killed right in front of her."
"What do you think I am? A barbarian? Everybody gets a day or two to recover before they have to work." Zim replied smirking, glad to have caught her attention. Zim pressed another button and opened his mouth to continue but Gaz interrupted him.
"I get the point." She snapped.
"Then you know that you either help me or all those people will suffer at my hands because of you." Zim smirked.
"So what do you think keeps me from killing you right this instant?" Gaz asked, standing and glaring at Zim dangerously.
"Because all my servants are under strict orders to torture Dib if I die." Zim smirked at her.
"Prove it." Gaz growled, balling her hands into fists, readying herself to attack. Zim fumbled with his T.C., keeping one eye on Gaz as he pressed a button. He showed her an Irken standing in the screen, before turning it back to himself to talk.
"Tell me, what are you ordered to do if I die?" Zim asked.
"Uh...torture the big-headed one?" the voice came back hesitant.
"Yes! And don't you forget it!!!" Zim snapped looking at Gaz nervously, "And if I die I want you to look up Gaz Membrane in the interview files and kill them too!!" he added quickly. Gaz sneered at him, and kicked at his shin angrily.
"Ow!!!!" Zim groaned, rubbing the injured spot, "FOOL!!!!"
"God, I feel so much better." Gaz grinned.
"Stink-beast." Zim growled, still rubbing the soon to be bruise. They sat quietly for a few minutes, Zim moaning over his wound.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Gaz finally asked, scowling at Zim.
"I knew you'd see it my way," Zim smirked at her, an egotistical look plastered on his face, "All you have to do is seduce Purple into telling you what they're planning."
That's it for now, but aren't you glad I didn't wait for over a month to update? Thanks for the reviews everyone!! I NEED MORE!!!!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM, ::sniff:: I know, it isn't fair.
"I want their 3 Irkens in Quadrant 7 to clear out one of the spy rooms. The Almighty Tallest will be using it." Zim spoke into his T.C., still eyeing the Tallest suspiciously. He pressed a couple buttons, "Stit, you will be taking them there." Less then 5 seconds later the Irken opened the door.
"I'll escort you there." Stit said bowing to the Tallest. Red and Purple walked to the entrance but they turned back.
"If we're not out by lunch, I'd like it delivered." Red said, Zim nodded and they turned to leave.
"I'll see you later." Purple said, winking at Gaz, who gagged and flipped him off.
"Freak." Gaz muttered, flopping onto the couch as they finally left. Zim got up from his throne and began pacing back and forth across the room. His footsteps would get quieter as he walked away and steadily louder as he got closer. After a couple minutes of his pacing, Gaz glared at him, annoyed.
"What's your problem?" she finally snapped.
"They're up to something. Something isn't right." Zim replied, not even pausing from his pacing.
"Then find out what they're up to, if you're so paranoid about it." Gaz said stretching out onto the couch.
"I am, and I have an idea how to, too." Zim said, stopping suddenly, looking at Gaz with a gleam in his eyes.
"What?" Gaz asked, alarmed, "Whatever the hell you're thinking about, just forget about it."
"Oh but you forget that you are under my control." Zim said, walking toward her, arms clasped behind his back, "You have two options: Obey me and live, or die."
"Go on then, kill me." Gaz said, not even blinking, Zim stopped, taken aback, "I really don't care either way. The only thing it's going to accomplish is another dead carcass rotting away on your ship. I have nothing to live for, other than seeing you die in the most god-awful way possible." Zim stared at her shocked, then a sly grin broke out on his face.
"You say you have nothing to live for, what of Dib?" he questioned.
"Dib?" Gaz thought for a moment, "He doesn't need me, never have and never will. Before the invasion began he had his so-called friends, our father, and in way- he had you."
"What do you mean 'he had me'?" Zim asked, an appalled look on his face.
"You were what kept him going. My father wasn't always there for us, but you were, always there like a thorn in his side. His friends were obnoxious, backstabbing weirdos who wouldn't be upfront with him. You were, you always told him what you thought, never talked about him behind his back like his friends did. I used to think that sometimes you were the only thing that kept him alive." Gaz explained. Zim sat slowly onto the couch as what she said sunk in.
"So then the threat of killing you does no good?" he asked. Gaz looked at him pointedly. Zim sat quietly for a few more seconds, chewing on his fingernails.
"You never finished your interview, did you?" he asked, suddenly, "You know, the questions you had to answer when you first got to the station?" Gaz looked at him suspiciously, slowly shaking her head. Zim pulled out his electronic notebook again, "Computer transfer all data files that include the name Gaz Membrane to my EN." He said pushing a few buttons. Gaz sat up and looked over his shoulder.
"Every interview asks the person to write down every person that they're close to, you need to answer how you feel about them, you're relationship to them, and their current stature, y'know, dead, captured, or free. A lot of people try to lie, and other refuse to do it, but with a helmet device I created, they get an electric shock every time they lie, or don't answer." Zim explained.
"You're disturbed." Gaz sneered at him. He merely laughed and messed with his notebook again.
"Let's see...how 'bout we look at Dib's first?" Zim said wickedly, "Let's you're the first on his list, sister of course, he added that he loves you to death and if anyone lays a finger on you, they will suffer the consequences. Amusing." Zim pressed another button, "Kyan is next, he says you're one of his best friends, and he has a crush on you." Zim grinned as Gaz mumbled something and stared at the ground, her face tinting with a blush.
"Next is Tia. You're her friend and a sister type to her. She looks up to you greatly and wants to be like you." Gaz's head snapped up as she heard Tia's name, and she growled at Zim.
"Where is she?" She snapped before she could stop herself, "If you have her doing anything I'll tear out your freaking lungs and eat'm myself. She just saw her brother killed right in front of her."
"What do you think I am? A barbarian? Everybody gets a day or two to recover before they have to work." Zim replied smirking, glad to have caught her attention. Zim pressed another button and opened his mouth to continue but Gaz interrupted him.
"I get the point." She snapped.
"Then you know that you either help me or all those people will suffer at my hands because of you." Zim smirked.
"So what do you think keeps me from killing you right this instant?" Gaz asked, standing and glaring at Zim dangerously.
"Because all my servants are under strict orders to torture Dib if I die." Zim smirked at her.
"Prove it." Gaz growled, balling her hands into fists, readying herself to attack. Zim fumbled with his T.C., keeping one eye on Gaz as he pressed a button. He showed her an Irken standing in the screen, before turning it back to himself to talk.
"Tell me, what are you ordered to do if I die?" Zim asked.
"Uh...torture the big-headed one?" the voice came back hesitant.
"Yes! And don't you forget it!!!" Zim snapped looking at Gaz nervously, "And if I die I want you to look up Gaz Membrane in the interview files and kill them too!!" he added quickly. Gaz sneered at him, and kicked at his shin angrily.
"Ow!!!!" Zim groaned, rubbing the injured spot, "FOOL!!!!"
"God, I feel so much better." Gaz grinned.
"Stink-beast." Zim growled, still rubbing the soon to be bruise. They sat quietly for a few minutes, Zim moaning over his wound.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Gaz finally asked, scowling at Zim.
"I knew you'd see it my way," Zim smirked at her, an egotistical look plastered on his face, "All you have to do is seduce Purple into telling you what they're planning."
That's it for now, but aren't you glad I didn't wait for over a month to update? Thanks for the reviews everyone!! I NEED MORE!!!!