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But if anyone tries to claim this piece of crappy fiction as their own...
Well let's just say I know a 400-pound wolf-man who will personally devour
the soul of anyone who dares to do that. Also, let this count for a
disclaimer in the other chapters that don't have one, at least until I feel
like updating them.
Chapter 8 I Need You
My body tensed, reacting to the faint breeze that chilled the coat of sweat covering my pale skin. I painfully rolled over on my side to face Gaz. She was there, and we were together, for the last time maybe before the ending of the world, as well as our lives.
I wanted to search for the right words, the ones that the bravest heroes in movies always say before they die... The words that immortalize them.
So I gave it my best shot. And I said it damn good.
"I love you, Gaz... I love you more than anything."
Go on, laugh. I totally immortalized that line.
Besides, I learned that day I learned that it's not always about what you say. It's about saying it right. More on that later.
It was a moment of defeat, and at the same time a moment of pride. For once in my life, after I said something I didn't micro-analyze every syllable I spoke. I didn't kick myself for saying it. I just remember the words flowing, flowing instinctively like when I would speak to myself in the melancholic gloom of my room... Except this time it wasn't to myself. Obviously. God, I am horrible at this dramatic writing thing, what with these blatantly obvious observations and all.
With his robotic foot, Zim turned me back over onto my back and stepped on my chest again, almost crushing one of my ribs. But my eyes never left my sister.
"Your emotions betray you, human." Zim spoke with authority, his nodding head raised high. He raised his tentacled arm. "And now, Dib... You will die."
That... line... I know I heard it somewhere before... Pain... Damn it, Zim! I knew it was inevitable. I just wanted it to be over with already. I wanted to disappear. But then I took a deep breath, and I was calm again.
I could have died right there and then. In fact, logically I should have. I disengaged myself from my bodily pain, and at this time it all seemed to vanish.
But as I closed my eyes, embracing my not-so-moosey fate, I heard the sound of breaking glass.
A flood of water rushed around my body, and I shuddered as I tried to sit up, my body anchored as it was under the alien's robotic suit. My eyes sprung open with shock. And I'm glad they did.
My Gaz was flying twenty feet above the building, her demonic yet angelic body propelled by her own dark powers and insatiable fury. In a fit of rage she stripped herself of the astronaut suit. Eying the Irken, Gaz emitted a deep-voiced, inhuman scream, and with her horrible eye-lasers she propelled Zim's robot off of me and across the rooftop where he crashed with a large THUD.
I crawled backwards on my hands and watched in awe at the spectacle. The sun crept out from behind the clouds as a figurative female operatic choir sang out loud behind my sister. Gaz slowly descended to the rooftop, and her now-calmed figure stood right beside mine.
Then she did something I never thought I was going to see her do again. She smiled. She smiled as she offered me her hand. I was so lost in her eyes at first I didn't notice she was trying to help me up. My sister pulled me firmly on my good leg again and let me lean on her. Her hair still smelt like heaven. Heaven. I still wasn't sure if I was there... Or if this shit was real.
I stood myself up on my own, still a little embarrassed to have to lean on my own sister when I should be the pillar of support. It's older brother syndrome, you know? Guess I still had my issues.
Together we stared keenly at Zim, who landed in a heap on the roof. The flooding water from the broken snow globe caused his robotic suit to spasm and electrocute him. He looked a little like Frankenstein's monster... after one too many bowls of electrified Frankenchokies. The poor Irken struggled out of his metallic creation and fell right into the shallow pool of water that coated the perimeter, which burned his fragile skin to a crisp even more.
I almost felt sorry for him. I stood there, speechless, while Zim was doing his usual run around and twitch and scream in agony in all his pain and confusion thing and GIR sat there, eating uncooked popcorn kernels out of a bag and rolling around laughing like this was the funniest thing in the world.
"Aaaah!!! It burns!!! It burns!!!" The alien called out in wailing terror.
Gaz looked at me, smiled, then turned back to Zim. She only had one thing to say to him.
"WHINER!!!"
She knew that would make me smile. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, and this time I wasn't shy about it. We exchanged glances.
Gaz raised one eye, smirked and asked, "Dib... What took you so long to just... say it?"
I shrugged my shoulders uneasily, not sure if I should answer the question. Gaz burst into an awkward fit of laughter, and I quickly followed her, at first forcing a chuckle but then honestly realizing how silly this situation was. Still, I was too surprised by what was happening to feel embarrassed by her question.
And then, amidst the struggling alien, the roaring beast, and the deafening sound of the choppers, she broke the laughter and embraced me. And I held on to her for dear life. I felt her heart, for the first time, beating against mine through my drenching clothes, if only to let me know I was alive. It was the first time I had ever hugged someone, and the single tear streaming down my cheek told me that she was the only hugger I'd ever need.
Nothing made sense. I didn't even understand why she loved me in the first place. I didn't understand why she led me on like this, why she allowed herself to be kidnapped, why she didn't escape. Was she... Testing me? No, I couldn't even think that. Not now.
Hell, even if she was, I didn't care. I knew she loved me, and that was enough.
This wasn't heaven. It was too damn good for heaven.
As we broke our embrace, she pulled a single blueberry muffin out of her pocket (God knows how that got there) and winked as she stuck it in my hands. It was like the punch-line to the ultimate inside joke, and a final affirmation that we were made for each other.
With her arm supporting me, Gaz and I walked giddily over to Zim, beaten and battered as he was, ready to give him a piece of our collective minds.
A/N: Please tell me what you guys think about this latest one (and the lame- ass Star Wars reference)!!! I need some constructive criticism!!!
Chapter 8 I Need You
My body tensed, reacting to the faint breeze that chilled the coat of sweat covering my pale skin. I painfully rolled over on my side to face Gaz. She was there, and we were together, for the last time maybe before the ending of the world, as well as our lives.
I wanted to search for the right words, the ones that the bravest heroes in movies always say before they die... The words that immortalize them.
So I gave it my best shot. And I said it damn good.
"I love you, Gaz... I love you more than anything."
Go on, laugh. I totally immortalized that line.
Besides, I learned that day I learned that it's not always about what you say. It's about saying it right. More on that later.
It was a moment of defeat, and at the same time a moment of pride. For once in my life, after I said something I didn't micro-analyze every syllable I spoke. I didn't kick myself for saying it. I just remember the words flowing, flowing instinctively like when I would speak to myself in the melancholic gloom of my room... Except this time it wasn't to myself. Obviously. God, I am horrible at this dramatic writing thing, what with these blatantly obvious observations and all.
With his robotic foot, Zim turned me back over onto my back and stepped on my chest again, almost crushing one of my ribs. But my eyes never left my sister.
"Your emotions betray you, human." Zim spoke with authority, his nodding head raised high. He raised his tentacled arm. "And now, Dib... You will die."
That... line... I know I heard it somewhere before... Pain... Damn it, Zim! I knew it was inevitable. I just wanted it to be over with already. I wanted to disappear. But then I took a deep breath, and I was calm again.
I could have died right there and then. In fact, logically I should have. I disengaged myself from my bodily pain, and at this time it all seemed to vanish.
But as I closed my eyes, embracing my not-so-moosey fate, I heard the sound of breaking glass.
A flood of water rushed around my body, and I shuddered as I tried to sit up, my body anchored as it was under the alien's robotic suit. My eyes sprung open with shock. And I'm glad they did.
My Gaz was flying twenty feet above the building, her demonic yet angelic body propelled by her own dark powers and insatiable fury. In a fit of rage she stripped herself of the astronaut suit. Eying the Irken, Gaz emitted a deep-voiced, inhuman scream, and with her horrible eye-lasers she propelled Zim's robot off of me and across the rooftop where he crashed with a large THUD.
I crawled backwards on my hands and watched in awe at the spectacle. The sun crept out from behind the clouds as a figurative female operatic choir sang out loud behind my sister. Gaz slowly descended to the rooftop, and her now-calmed figure stood right beside mine.
Then she did something I never thought I was going to see her do again. She smiled. She smiled as she offered me her hand. I was so lost in her eyes at first I didn't notice she was trying to help me up. My sister pulled me firmly on my good leg again and let me lean on her. Her hair still smelt like heaven. Heaven. I still wasn't sure if I was there... Or if this shit was real.
I stood myself up on my own, still a little embarrassed to have to lean on my own sister when I should be the pillar of support. It's older brother syndrome, you know? Guess I still had my issues.
Together we stared keenly at Zim, who landed in a heap on the roof. The flooding water from the broken snow globe caused his robotic suit to spasm and electrocute him. He looked a little like Frankenstein's monster... after one too many bowls of electrified Frankenchokies. The poor Irken struggled out of his metallic creation and fell right into the shallow pool of water that coated the perimeter, which burned his fragile skin to a crisp even more.
I almost felt sorry for him. I stood there, speechless, while Zim was doing his usual run around and twitch and scream in agony in all his pain and confusion thing and GIR sat there, eating uncooked popcorn kernels out of a bag and rolling around laughing like this was the funniest thing in the world.
"Aaaah!!! It burns!!! It burns!!!" The alien called out in wailing terror.
Gaz looked at me, smiled, then turned back to Zim. She only had one thing to say to him.
"WHINER!!!"
She knew that would make me smile. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, and this time I wasn't shy about it. We exchanged glances.
Gaz raised one eye, smirked and asked, "Dib... What took you so long to just... say it?"
I shrugged my shoulders uneasily, not sure if I should answer the question. Gaz burst into an awkward fit of laughter, and I quickly followed her, at first forcing a chuckle but then honestly realizing how silly this situation was. Still, I was too surprised by what was happening to feel embarrassed by her question.
And then, amidst the struggling alien, the roaring beast, and the deafening sound of the choppers, she broke the laughter and embraced me. And I held on to her for dear life. I felt her heart, for the first time, beating against mine through my drenching clothes, if only to let me know I was alive. It was the first time I had ever hugged someone, and the single tear streaming down my cheek told me that she was the only hugger I'd ever need.
Nothing made sense. I didn't even understand why she loved me in the first place. I didn't understand why she led me on like this, why she allowed herself to be kidnapped, why she didn't escape. Was she... Testing me? No, I couldn't even think that. Not now.
Hell, even if she was, I didn't care. I knew she loved me, and that was enough.
This wasn't heaven. It was too damn good for heaven.
As we broke our embrace, she pulled a single blueberry muffin out of her pocket (God knows how that got there) and winked as she stuck it in my hands. It was like the punch-line to the ultimate inside joke, and a final affirmation that we were made for each other.
With her arm supporting me, Gaz and I walked giddily over to Zim, beaten and battered as he was, ready to give him a piece of our collective minds.
A/N: Please tell me what you guys think about this latest one (and the lame- ass Star Wars reference)!!! I need some constructive criticism!!!