Wooh! It's update time again and I'm keepin' with this thingy! I feel so
proud... This is an accomplishment! I think I'll celebrate by getting
drunk!
I lie kiddies... drinking... it be bad... especially for me... sooo... you
get an update now!
Disclaim: Why would I own this?
BEGINNING!
"Gaz!" Dib exclaimed upon entering his house. "You're never going to believe this!" He found his sister in the kitchen, preparing an after skool snack. She really didn't bother waiting when her brother hadn't met her to walk home from skool.
"Whatever you're going to say, make it quick" she snapped while staring at the active microwave.
"Zim's human Gaz!" he stated with much enthusiasm. Gaz grunted. "Do you know what this means?!" he requested, not understanding her lack of commitment here. "He can't take over the world if he's human!"
"Why not?" she asked suddenly, catching Dib off guard.
"Because if he... no... Well he'd have to... wait, that won't work either, but surely his leaders wouldn't..."
"Time's up Dib" Gaz stated as she removed a bean burrito from the warming device and began to walk away. "You stop talking now."
"But..."
"No more talking, Dib" she forced through clenched teeth as she turned away from him and entered the living room.
"Well... okay I guess..."
"Sssshhh!"
"Okay, Gaz!" Dib exclaimed as he suddenly heard a loud banging from outside.
'Maybe Zim followed me after all. I wouldn't have expected him to get here so quickly.' Dib thought as he went for the front door.
"I've got it Gaz!" he yelled to his sibling as he opened the door. There, just as he had expected, was Zim, huffing and leaning on the doorframe.
"You Will be letting me in Dib stink! You will also be allowing me the use of your father's labs!" Zim snapped as he forced his way in the door, causing Dib to back up warily. After having cleared the threshold, Zim leaned against the end table near the door. "You wouldn't happen to have a refreshingly cold beverage around here anywhere would you?" Dib looked hesitantly at the weary boy.
"Uhm, Zim? Don't you think that you should be looking for a cause instead of a cure?" Dib stated, hoping it didn't sound like he was insinuating procrastination. "I mean, you could find some big cure and change yourself back only to be human again a week later." Zim looked up at Dib. The stressfulness of the situation was evident.
"I really could use that refreshing cold beverage now."
"Uhuh..." Dib said, raising an eyebrow. He turned his back on Zim, walking towards the kitchen, when he got an ingenious idea. By the time he reached the sink, Zim had already treated himself to a seat at the kitchen table and rested his head in his arms, huffing dejectedly. Dib placed the glass right in front of him.
Zim looked up to see the clear liquid and leaned back in his chair in response. Dib could have sworn he had seen Zim's pupils grow smaller at the sight of it.
"That... substance... is not coming anywhere within a foot of my body" he stated surely.
"Alright" Dib stated annoyingly. "But if you want something to drink, that's all we've got." Dib wanted to tack on 'for alien scum like you,' but found it in himself to fake a smile.
Zim stared at the glass, his breath hastening slightly at the thought of what the Dib child wanted him to do. Zim gulped as he reached out to wrap his hand around the glass. He decided to handle it the way he'd been handling everything this day... just not think about it.
Zim brought the glass up and took a quick sip of the substance...
Nothing happened. Zim blinked.
"Hey," he exclaimed. "This stuff isn't so bad when it's not burning out your insides." With that said, Zim took another sip, this time with more confidence, and replaced the glass on the table. About a minute of speechlessness went by.
"Sooo... I need a cure." He stated in a business-like fashion.
"Yep"
"And my lab doesn't like me" he continued.
"Yep"
"And your lab isn't discriminatory"
"but you're not using it" Dib cut in, which is often something he didn't have the guts to do, but he'd been thinking about what to say in retaliation to such things and it had just stuck.
"What?!" Zim was looking a little more than perturbed at this moment and made a move to stand, but Dib beat him to it.
"Did you think I'd just let you use my dad's labs so you can make yourself back into an Irken so you can take over the world?" Dib exclaimed.
"Actually I was kinda..."
"I'm not going to let you do that!" Zim stared, blinking. "You've been trying to take over the world since the day you got here and I've been trying to save it and now, you're finally in a position where you can't do anything and you think I'm just going to help you so you can incinerate all the humans and turn my home over to your leaders to be made into some thingy?!" Dib ended his rant huffing no less than Zim had upon entering his household.
"Well...yeah, actually, I was kinda expecting that."
"Well you're wrong Zim! I hope you're getting used to being human and all cause it looks like you're going to be staying that way for a really long time!" A look of abject horror crossed Zim's face as many a thought about all the negatives to being human filtered through his skull. Dib plopped back in his chair opposite Zim and propped his feet up on the table, while slinking lowly into his seat, not bothering to even look up at Zim.
After a few moments of silence, Dib looked over to see Zim making an attempt at count something on his fingers.
"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, his inquisitive nature drawn.
"I'm just trying to contemplate how long I have to live."
"Gee Zim, you're just a kid, I mean some humans live to be a hundred years old!"
"A hundred?! I don't want to die that young!" Dib gave him a look of confusion. Zim noticed this and paused his freaking out to explain and did so in one sentence.
"Let's just say, that if I was born a human, I'd have long since been dead and buried by now." Dib blinked. He'd have never suspected that Zim was really old, or an adult for that matter. To him, Zim had always been the kid alien that wanted to rule all mankind. Obviously, he had been greatly mistaken. And obviously, something about that zoned out contemplative look on Dib's face made Zim want to rant, because this happened...
"I'm having a Bad day! First this humanity thing, then the computer shooting little laser thingies, the children, and those stupid laughing squirrels... and"
"Zim, squirrels don't laugh." Dib interrupted. "What kind of laugh was it?"
"It was one of those cackling type laughs, like Tak has," Zim said, complete with gesticulations. "But I can't think of..."
"Tak!"
"What?"
"You said it sounded like Tak's laugh."
"I did?" Zim froze up for a second. "I mean, of course I did because actually... it sounded Exactly like Tak's laugh!"
"It must have been Tak!" Dib exclaimed.
"Nonsense! I don't even think Tak's in this side of the galaxy. And even if she was, she wouldn't do something like this. It's too much not like something she'd do."
"But what if she was Zim. Could the laugh have been anyone else's, I mean she does have a really peculiar laugh."
"I..." Zim's speech was interrupted by two different forces. One was a doorbell ringing; the second was Gaz yelling for someone to go get it. Dib sighed and got up. Zim made to get up, paused, squinted an eye at his glass of water, picked it up for another quick sip, and replaced it before following Dib to the door.
Dib opened the door only a crack and gazed out. When he saw who was conveniently standing there, he stared a bit shocked and allowed the door to come the rest of the way open of its own accord. Zim had caught up to Dib and was also looking at the intruder, or should I say invader, because Tak stood on Dib's doorstep, perfectly safe in her human guise which she, unlike Zim, could cast off at any time.
"Hey, she looks just like..."
"Tak" Dib completed for him, beginning to question Zim's mental integrity.
"That's right" answered the uninvited foe. Zim stared, shock and confusion crossing his features.
"Tak! What did you do to me?!" Zim asked with a growl. There came that laugh that Zim had such difficulty placing.
"Last time I tried to do My job, it seemed you couldn't stay away from that little base of yours, and you see, I learn. This time I don't think your Base will be a factor." She grinned sadistically as she shoved Dib out of the entrance and swooshed in. "Besides, human" she said, letting her disguise dissipate right in front of Zim. He glared and would have hit her if she hadn't swiveled around out of his reach. "You'll be herded up just like all of the other slaves to be. I might not have been after revenge on my First campaign for earth, but I can assure that this time I want nothing more..."
"Nooooo!" Zim exclaimed as he and Dib went for her in unison. This resulted in Tak's quick movement, leaving the two humans to merely run into one another and fall to a heap on the floor. With a final laugh, Tak made her poofy exit.
ENDING!
Did you guess who it was? YAY! RAMEN NOODLES FOR ALL! ... and it's chicken flavored...
I love ramen, and I also love reviews... if you please. Thank you reviewers up to this point! You keep me from doing dumb things... like slamming my head into the mirror on the other side of the room. Thanks to your intervention, I merely hop up and down in front of it...
Disclaim: Why would I own this?
BEGINNING!
"Gaz!" Dib exclaimed upon entering his house. "You're never going to believe this!" He found his sister in the kitchen, preparing an after skool snack. She really didn't bother waiting when her brother hadn't met her to walk home from skool.
"Whatever you're going to say, make it quick" she snapped while staring at the active microwave.
"Zim's human Gaz!" he stated with much enthusiasm. Gaz grunted. "Do you know what this means?!" he requested, not understanding her lack of commitment here. "He can't take over the world if he's human!"
"Why not?" she asked suddenly, catching Dib off guard.
"Because if he... no... Well he'd have to... wait, that won't work either, but surely his leaders wouldn't..."
"Time's up Dib" Gaz stated as she removed a bean burrito from the warming device and began to walk away. "You stop talking now."
"But..."
"No more talking, Dib" she forced through clenched teeth as she turned away from him and entered the living room.
"Well... okay I guess..."
"Sssshhh!"
"Okay, Gaz!" Dib exclaimed as he suddenly heard a loud banging from outside.
'Maybe Zim followed me after all. I wouldn't have expected him to get here so quickly.' Dib thought as he went for the front door.
"I've got it Gaz!" he yelled to his sibling as he opened the door. There, just as he had expected, was Zim, huffing and leaning on the doorframe.
"You Will be letting me in Dib stink! You will also be allowing me the use of your father's labs!" Zim snapped as he forced his way in the door, causing Dib to back up warily. After having cleared the threshold, Zim leaned against the end table near the door. "You wouldn't happen to have a refreshingly cold beverage around here anywhere would you?" Dib looked hesitantly at the weary boy.
"Uhm, Zim? Don't you think that you should be looking for a cause instead of a cure?" Dib stated, hoping it didn't sound like he was insinuating procrastination. "I mean, you could find some big cure and change yourself back only to be human again a week later." Zim looked up at Dib. The stressfulness of the situation was evident.
"I really could use that refreshing cold beverage now."
"Uhuh..." Dib said, raising an eyebrow. He turned his back on Zim, walking towards the kitchen, when he got an ingenious idea. By the time he reached the sink, Zim had already treated himself to a seat at the kitchen table and rested his head in his arms, huffing dejectedly. Dib placed the glass right in front of him.
Zim looked up to see the clear liquid and leaned back in his chair in response. Dib could have sworn he had seen Zim's pupils grow smaller at the sight of it.
"That... substance... is not coming anywhere within a foot of my body" he stated surely.
"Alright" Dib stated annoyingly. "But if you want something to drink, that's all we've got." Dib wanted to tack on 'for alien scum like you,' but found it in himself to fake a smile.
Zim stared at the glass, his breath hastening slightly at the thought of what the Dib child wanted him to do. Zim gulped as he reached out to wrap his hand around the glass. He decided to handle it the way he'd been handling everything this day... just not think about it.
Zim brought the glass up and took a quick sip of the substance...
Nothing happened. Zim blinked.
"Hey," he exclaimed. "This stuff isn't so bad when it's not burning out your insides." With that said, Zim took another sip, this time with more confidence, and replaced the glass on the table. About a minute of speechlessness went by.
"Sooo... I need a cure." He stated in a business-like fashion.
"Yep"
"And my lab doesn't like me" he continued.
"Yep"
"And your lab isn't discriminatory"
"but you're not using it" Dib cut in, which is often something he didn't have the guts to do, but he'd been thinking about what to say in retaliation to such things and it had just stuck.
"What?!" Zim was looking a little more than perturbed at this moment and made a move to stand, but Dib beat him to it.
"Did you think I'd just let you use my dad's labs so you can make yourself back into an Irken so you can take over the world?" Dib exclaimed.
"Actually I was kinda..."
"I'm not going to let you do that!" Zim stared, blinking. "You've been trying to take over the world since the day you got here and I've been trying to save it and now, you're finally in a position where you can't do anything and you think I'm just going to help you so you can incinerate all the humans and turn my home over to your leaders to be made into some thingy?!" Dib ended his rant huffing no less than Zim had upon entering his household.
"Well...yeah, actually, I was kinda expecting that."
"Well you're wrong Zim! I hope you're getting used to being human and all cause it looks like you're going to be staying that way for a really long time!" A look of abject horror crossed Zim's face as many a thought about all the negatives to being human filtered through his skull. Dib plopped back in his chair opposite Zim and propped his feet up on the table, while slinking lowly into his seat, not bothering to even look up at Zim.
After a few moments of silence, Dib looked over to see Zim making an attempt at count something on his fingers.
"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, his inquisitive nature drawn.
"I'm just trying to contemplate how long I have to live."
"Gee Zim, you're just a kid, I mean some humans live to be a hundred years old!"
"A hundred?! I don't want to die that young!" Dib gave him a look of confusion. Zim noticed this and paused his freaking out to explain and did so in one sentence.
"Let's just say, that if I was born a human, I'd have long since been dead and buried by now." Dib blinked. He'd have never suspected that Zim was really old, or an adult for that matter. To him, Zim had always been the kid alien that wanted to rule all mankind. Obviously, he had been greatly mistaken. And obviously, something about that zoned out contemplative look on Dib's face made Zim want to rant, because this happened...
"I'm having a Bad day! First this humanity thing, then the computer shooting little laser thingies, the children, and those stupid laughing squirrels... and"
"Zim, squirrels don't laugh." Dib interrupted. "What kind of laugh was it?"
"It was one of those cackling type laughs, like Tak has," Zim said, complete with gesticulations. "But I can't think of..."
"Tak!"
"What?"
"You said it sounded like Tak's laugh."
"I did?" Zim froze up for a second. "I mean, of course I did because actually... it sounded Exactly like Tak's laugh!"
"It must have been Tak!" Dib exclaimed.
"Nonsense! I don't even think Tak's in this side of the galaxy. And even if she was, she wouldn't do something like this. It's too much not like something she'd do."
"But what if she was Zim. Could the laugh have been anyone else's, I mean she does have a really peculiar laugh."
"I..." Zim's speech was interrupted by two different forces. One was a doorbell ringing; the second was Gaz yelling for someone to go get it. Dib sighed and got up. Zim made to get up, paused, squinted an eye at his glass of water, picked it up for another quick sip, and replaced it before following Dib to the door.
Dib opened the door only a crack and gazed out. When he saw who was conveniently standing there, he stared a bit shocked and allowed the door to come the rest of the way open of its own accord. Zim had caught up to Dib and was also looking at the intruder, or should I say invader, because Tak stood on Dib's doorstep, perfectly safe in her human guise which she, unlike Zim, could cast off at any time.
"Hey, she looks just like..."
"Tak" Dib completed for him, beginning to question Zim's mental integrity.
"That's right" answered the uninvited foe. Zim stared, shock and confusion crossing his features.
"Tak! What did you do to me?!" Zim asked with a growl. There came that laugh that Zim had such difficulty placing.
"Last time I tried to do My job, it seemed you couldn't stay away from that little base of yours, and you see, I learn. This time I don't think your Base will be a factor." She grinned sadistically as she shoved Dib out of the entrance and swooshed in. "Besides, human" she said, letting her disguise dissipate right in front of Zim. He glared and would have hit her if she hadn't swiveled around out of his reach. "You'll be herded up just like all of the other slaves to be. I might not have been after revenge on my First campaign for earth, but I can assure that this time I want nothing more..."
"Nooooo!" Zim exclaimed as he and Dib went for her in unison. This resulted in Tak's quick movement, leaving the two humans to merely run into one another and fall to a heap on the floor. With a final laugh, Tak made her poofy exit.
ENDING!
Did you guess who it was? YAY! RAMEN NOODLES FOR ALL! ... and it's chicken flavored...
I love ramen, and I also love reviews... if you please. Thank you reviewers up to this point! You keep me from doing dumb things... like slamming my head into the mirror on the other side of the room. Thanks to your intervention, I merely hop up and down in front of it...