I have a note to Julie- Who is Naz? Oo;
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The Expression of the Stars
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Today's episode brought to by:
Dayquil
The Daytime, Non-Drowsy, Congested-Stuffy Head, Sore Throat, Coughing, Aching, Fever So You Can Get Through The Day Medicine.
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Dedication: Sakata, Cel, TPQ(ArmAndLeg), HopelessParanoidRomantic, and Lina Metallium
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Chapter 7:
Wake up Sleeping Beauty
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Just wonderful. Everyone I looked at glared at me, or, was unbearably nice to me, like a grandmother. Either way, it's creepy. Every person I look at notices me. Then, they all disappear suddenly.
"What the hell?"
"Got quite the mouth on you don't cha?" I blink. That sounded like my mother, but when I turned around it was. . . My father in a dress with long purple hair. OK. . . This is really scaring me.
"Err. . . Dad?"
"Yes?" I heard my father's voice this time, but it was the same person talking.
"Mom?"
"Yes Sugar Lump? I know you think I'm mad at you, but I'm not. Your eighteen." Again it was my mother's voice, same person talking. Then I realized Dad had breasts. Oh wonderful. Then, a mental image crossed my mind and I couldn't help but to shudder.
"Ew!"
"Hm. . . What is it son?" I blinked and straightened.
"Err, nothing dad. Nothing at all." I closed my eyes in annoyance and in a slight disturbed manor.
"Find your love yet?"
"NO! Why don't you just tell me who I am supposed to love! You people live in my head, so tell me already!" I opened my eyes and Zim was staring at me with a disturbed look on his face.
"Jesus fucking Irk, Dib. I wouldn't know who you loved. So stop yelling at me!" I blinked and looked around. We were suddenly in his back yard and apparently Zim was playing with a new laser or plasma ray gun. He turned to me and smirked. "DIE! Evil Earthen scum of Doom!" Then he shot me, and I felt the impact of the bullet weight heavy on my chest, and I fell backwards. I didn't die, I just couldn't breathe. I looked down at my shirt, right where my heart was and saw...Purple blood seep out of my wound... What the...I sniffed the air, smelling jiffy everywhere. Ah, that explains it. It's paint. The non toxic kind, and apparently oil based. He was playing with a paint ball gun. But wait, this was my favorite shirt.
"Zim! You fuck nut! I'll get you for that alien scum!" I tackled him, but not before he got a few rounds of paint on my shirt and coat, face and hair. Oh what lovely stains those would make. And what lovely shoes Zim would make. Good idea. "I'll make a belt, a jacket and a pair of boots out of you!" I grabbed the stupid paint ball gun and hopped off, running in no particular direction. I just thought of my old Elementary Skool, and bam, I was there, Zim hanging up side down on the monkey bars, facing away from me.
*BANG BANG*
*SPLAT SPLAT*
"Ahhh! Dib! I Shall ruin you!" He was cursing a bunch, switching back and forth between several language. Three of which I guessed were Irken, Japanese, and French, and the one I knew was English. All weren't exactly what I would call pleasant to hear.
He tackled me and then we rolled down a hill, how the hill got there was probably part of my twisted dream. I landed on top and he wailed.
"I'll get you, you, you, Earth garbage!" He rolled over so he was on top of me, I was being straddled, and I mean, straddled. My hands went slack and I stared up at him. He appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact.
"What, human?" A snicker, then a raised non-existent brow. "Well?" I just laid there, speechless. He was either playing dumb, or he was very stupid. or, he could just be about to pummel his fist into my face.
Oh how I want to punch that smile off his face and give him a real good beating for tormenting me, even in my dreams. Wait, this is a dream. Maybe I could finally kill him. So what if in real life we're friends. I've always felt this need to kill him from old times. Just to get it out of my system.
"Hm," I though for a second on a way to piss him off and get in my face to scream at me. All I could come up with was playing dumb. yeah, playing dumb in your own mind to trick it into doing your bidding. What logic. Eh, I've always been a little insane.
"Nothing, oh lime green one. I have absolutely nothing to say to you." And, as I predicted, he did lean in and growl at me, but it went a step further. He grabbed a hold of the flaps of my trench coat in both fists.
"What, was that, stink-beast?" Hm, his breath smells like fruit. And he himself smells like a musky oak tree. Nice and yet soothing. I'll never be able to walk through Forge Forest again with out thinking of Zim. Great, now I'll be paranoid as hell when ever I go to Forge Forest.
"You smell nice, Dream Zim." I said it with even thinking. Even here in my head I apparently sucked at keeping quiet. His hold almost lightened, but then a large grin played on his face. Zim's smile was gentle, almost on the unnerving side.
"As do you, Dreamer Dib." He smiled and we stayed like that for a while longer.
"Hey, Dream Zim?" His head cocked to the side as I raised my fist.
"Yes?" He blinked a few times and poked my nose. That just irritated the hell out of me. I hate it when people do that. I decided to ask him a question instead.
"What the hell is up with people here and telling me I cannot leave until I find out who I am supposed to love?"
"Well, that would be a very mysterious mystery. Heh, what a stupid pun, huh?" I couldn't help but laugh. My mind was doing a good job at keeping this Zim acting like the one in real life, save for the odd touching.
"I miss the old days where we would beat the crap out of each other. It was fun." An amused chuckle came from his mouth.
"Ah, as do I human. But to answer your question of who to love. I cannot actually tell you, but. . ." I blinked, his face got closer to mine, and my breath hitched.
"I can show you who you are to love." With that I felt my world go fuzzy, but I still could hear him, and feel his arms slowly move around my waist and neck, propping me up. Then something cool, yet warm was on my lips. After that, everything went completely black. No sounds. No smells. No feeling. No nothing. Just pitch black.
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Ok, sorry this chapter is so short, and lame, but with good reason! I had this dream so merr! Plus, special added bonus! You get two chapters that make up one technically. So enjoy! Btw, I have fifteen stories being updated at once, (only three are allowed to be on FF.net) so excuse me If I am slow. . . *mumbles* And the fact I just got 8 new Xbox games distracted me from my work...
Questions? Comments? Btw, I need to draw give me ideas! I'll draw scenes from your stories, just email me! @_@
ENJOY!
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The Expression of the Stars
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Today's episode brought to by:
Dayquil
The Daytime, Non-Drowsy, Congested-Stuffy Head, Sore Throat, Coughing, Aching, Fever So You Can Get Through The Day Medicine.
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Dedication: Sakata, Cel, TPQ(ArmAndLeg), HopelessParanoidRomantic, and Lina Metallium
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Chapter 7:
Wake up Sleeping Beauty
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Just wonderful. Everyone I looked at glared at me, or, was unbearably nice to me, like a grandmother. Either way, it's creepy. Every person I look at notices me. Then, they all disappear suddenly.
"What the hell?"
"Got quite the mouth on you don't cha?" I blink. That sounded like my mother, but when I turned around it was. . . My father in a dress with long purple hair. OK. . . This is really scaring me.
"Err. . . Dad?"
"Yes?" I heard my father's voice this time, but it was the same person talking.
"Mom?"
"Yes Sugar Lump? I know you think I'm mad at you, but I'm not. Your eighteen." Again it was my mother's voice, same person talking. Then I realized Dad had breasts. Oh wonderful. Then, a mental image crossed my mind and I couldn't help but to shudder.
"Ew!"
"Hm. . . What is it son?" I blinked and straightened.
"Err, nothing dad. Nothing at all." I closed my eyes in annoyance and in a slight disturbed manor.
"Find your love yet?"
"NO! Why don't you just tell me who I am supposed to love! You people live in my head, so tell me already!" I opened my eyes and Zim was staring at me with a disturbed look on his face.
"Jesus fucking Irk, Dib. I wouldn't know who you loved. So stop yelling at me!" I blinked and looked around. We were suddenly in his back yard and apparently Zim was playing with a new laser or plasma ray gun. He turned to me and smirked. "DIE! Evil Earthen scum of Doom!" Then he shot me, and I felt the impact of the bullet weight heavy on my chest, and I fell backwards. I didn't die, I just couldn't breathe. I looked down at my shirt, right where my heart was and saw...Purple blood seep out of my wound... What the...I sniffed the air, smelling jiffy everywhere. Ah, that explains it. It's paint. The non toxic kind, and apparently oil based. He was playing with a paint ball gun. But wait, this was my favorite shirt.
"Zim! You fuck nut! I'll get you for that alien scum!" I tackled him, but not before he got a few rounds of paint on my shirt and coat, face and hair. Oh what lovely stains those would make. And what lovely shoes Zim would make. Good idea. "I'll make a belt, a jacket and a pair of boots out of you!" I grabbed the stupid paint ball gun and hopped off, running in no particular direction. I just thought of my old Elementary Skool, and bam, I was there, Zim hanging up side down on the monkey bars, facing away from me.
*BANG BANG*
*SPLAT SPLAT*
"Ahhh! Dib! I Shall ruin you!" He was cursing a bunch, switching back and forth between several language. Three of which I guessed were Irken, Japanese, and French, and the one I knew was English. All weren't exactly what I would call pleasant to hear.
He tackled me and then we rolled down a hill, how the hill got there was probably part of my twisted dream. I landed on top and he wailed.
"I'll get you, you, you, Earth garbage!" He rolled over so he was on top of me, I was being straddled, and I mean, straddled. My hands went slack and I stared up at him. He appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact.
"What, human?" A snicker, then a raised non-existent brow. "Well?" I just laid there, speechless. He was either playing dumb, or he was very stupid. or, he could just be about to pummel his fist into my face.
Oh how I want to punch that smile off his face and give him a real good beating for tormenting me, even in my dreams. Wait, this is a dream. Maybe I could finally kill him. So what if in real life we're friends. I've always felt this need to kill him from old times. Just to get it out of my system.
"Hm," I though for a second on a way to piss him off and get in my face to scream at me. All I could come up with was playing dumb. yeah, playing dumb in your own mind to trick it into doing your bidding. What logic. Eh, I've always been a little insane.
"Nothing, oh lime green one. I have absolutely nothing to say to you." And, as I predicted, he did lean in and growl at me, but it went a step further. He grabbed a hold of the flaps of my trench coat in both fists.
"What, was that, stink-beast?" Hm, his breath smells like fruit. And he himself smells like a musky oak tree. Nice and yet soothing. I'll never be able to walk through Forge Forest again with out thinking of Zim. Great, now I'll be paranoid as hell when ever I go to Forge Forest.
"You smell nice, Dream Zim." I said it with even thinking. Even here in my head I apparently sucked at keeping quiet. His hold almost lightened, but then a large grin played on his face. Zim's smile was gentle, almost on the unnerving side.
"As do you, Dreamer Dib." He smiled and we stayed like that for a while longer.
"Hey, Dream Zim?" His head cocked to the side as I raised my fist.
"Yes?" He blinked a few times and poked my nose. That just irritated the hell out of me. I hate it when people do that. I decided to ask him a question instead.
"What the hell is up with people here and telling me I cannot leave until I find out who I am supposed to love?"
"Well, that would be a very mysterious mystery. Heh, what a stupid pun, huh?" I couldn't help but laugh. My mind was doing a good job at keeping this Zim acting like the one in real life, save for the odd touching.
"I miss the old days where we would beat the crap out of each other. It was fun." An amused chuckle came from his mouth.
"Ah, as do I human. But to answer your question of who to love. I cannot actually tell you, but. . ." I blinked, his face got closer to mine, and my breath hitched.
"I can show you who you are to love." With that I felt my world go fuzzy, but I still could hear him, and feel his arms slowly move around my waist and neck, propping me up. Then something cool, yet warm was on my lips. After that, everything went completely black. No sounds. No smells. No feeling. No nothing. Just pitch black.
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Ok, sorry this chapter is so short, and lame, but with good reason! I had this dream so merr! Plus, special added bonus! You get two chapters that make up one technically. So enjoy! Btw, I have fifteen stories being updated at once, (only three are allowed to be on FF.net) so excuse me If I am slow. . . *mumbles* And the fact I just got 8 new Xbox games distracted me from my work...
Questions? Comments? Btw, I need to draw give me ideas! I'll draw scenes from your stories, just email me! @_@
ENJOY!