Hello again!! I have problems updating, sorry, hehe. I was gonna do it earlier, but my eyes got all burny, and swollen! But here ya are, ENJOY!
The television flickered, the only source of light in the living room. Static filled the screen dangerously, barely kept alive. Recently, some of the few survivors had gotten into a television station and had figured out how to send out broadcasts. They had not yet conquered the audio and so it was only them, holding up signs, mainly telling how many people were still alive, and how they were doing. They always asked for others to help them, join their little ban of survivors. Gaz and the others had watched their updates halfheartedly, not truly interested in the others plights. They had their own to worry about, but the leader in Dib came out occasionally and he thought of trying to recruit them, but was reminded of Zim, and would change his mind.
Gaz sat on the edge of couch, chin in her hand, staring blankly at the TV. Tia, who sat next to her, was slumped against Dib. Meth sat at the other end, Dib leaning on her, while she leaned on the arm of the couch. All were sleeping. She sighed, it was about eleven or so at night, and she was not the least bit tired. She stood and clicked the set off, before going to the elevator, where she stood, staring at it closely for several minutes. Finally, with another sigh, she stepped in.
Zim sat at his computer, a video of Gir played and Gaz thought she heard a sniffle from the direction of Zim, but cast the very idea from her mind. She crept forward slowly, the elevator made a very tiny amount of noise, and so he hadn't yet heard her. She was almost to the back of his chair when he spoke in a cracked, broken voice, "Ah Gir, I c-can't go on like this…it's killing me…I-I don't know if I want to do this anymore. I'd rather face the Tallest and be murdered. Gir, I wish you were still here…just so I wasn't so-so lonely. They just can't understand what it's like to be with no one, sure Gaz says I can talk with them…but they all hate me. Even Gaz…I don't blame her, y'know, Gir, she doesn't realize she's part of the problem… I-I don't know what this is! I hurt, really hurt…when I see her, but…I want to see her. Ah, Gir…"
Gaz remained frozen to her spot, unable to move as Zim moved to turn the video off. And before he turned around, she shot off to the elevator as quietly as she could and jumped into the elevator, pressing the button to go up. She couldn't quite comprehend what had just happened, Zim…had really said that…? She shook her head, just as the elevator underneath her shook, and the stuttered to stop. She looked around surprised, and then realized Zim had shut the elevator down. She growled, and slid to the floor, she could pound against the elevator and yell at him to turn it back on, but then he'd wonder what she was doing in the elevator so late. She frowned as she thought of what he'd said, true Tia, Meth, and herself were not exactly friendly with him, but none but Dib really hated him. Gaz put her head in her hands, what did he mean when he said it hurt to see her? She shook her head, and prepared herself for a long night.
She woke when the elevator rattled to life and shot her to the top. She stretched and yawned as she stepped out, only to be tackled back in as somebody jumped her, "DIB!!!" she shouted angrily as she forced him off.
"Why were you in the elevator?!" Dib reprimanded as they both stepped out, "I couldn't find you, and I got worried!"
"Oh, none of your business." Gaz glowered as she made her way into the kitchen, and began rummaging for food.
"Well, how'd ya stuck there?! Did Zim lock you in? What happened!?!" Dib continued, following her.
"I told you it's none of your business." Gaz said as she pulled out some thick crusty bread and an old jar of peanut butter. Dib frowned, but seeing that he was getting nowhere, stalked out of the room. She came into the living room a couple minutes later to see Zim sitting on the sofa talking with the others. She choked on her sandwich and shot back into the kitchen, face red.
"Gaz…? You okay?" Dib said, coming after her. She nodded, swallowing hard, trying to get the peanut butter down as she berated herself for being so shocked. She followed Dib back into the living room and sat on a chair, staring hard at the wall across from her.
"Gaz, Zim was just saying that he got another message from Flik this morning." Tia said, Gaz immediately straightened and turned to Zim.
"He pretty much said that the Tallest are on their way over to kill us all." Zim said flatly, shrugging.
"And you're okay with this?" Meth asked sharply, noticing Zim's indifference. He shrugged again.
"We can't just let them kill us!!" Tia said, eyes wide.
"What do you propose we do?" Zim snarled.
"Fight back!" Dib snapped, standing swiftly.
"They're bringing the entire the entire fucking armada! What the hell do you think you can do!?!" Zim said, turning on him.
"Fight!" Dib said, eyes narrowed.
"You're outnumbered! There's nothing you can do!"
"Being outnumbered never stopped us before! And we sure raised a lot of hell when we were fighting YOU!" Dib shouted. Zim said nothing, merely moved to stand, but was sent flying back into the chair with a blow to his face. Gaz glared at Zim, who rubbed his jaw. Meth and Tia stared, slightly shocked, Dib extremely amused.
"Whatever happened to you?" She snarled, "You were never one to admit defeat, why start now?" Zim said nothing, merely stared at the ground, "Zim! Don't make me hit you again, cause I will. I'll hit you until you started acting like you should!" She threatened, pulling her arm back for another blow. Zim stood suddenly and leered down at her.
"Do not threaten me or tell me how to act! I am not one of your rebels, fuck off!" Zim snarled, pushing past her to the elevator. Gaz stood there, slightly stunned before recovering and going after him.
"You may not be a rebel, but you wouldn't be alive if it hadn't been for me, and you sure as hell have a lot to lose too. I will not 'fuck off!'" Gaz snapped, placing herself between him and the elevator.
"As I remember it, the saving my life bit went both ways, you would not have made it out in time if it had not been for me! NOW MOVE." Zim demanded.
"I will not!" Gaz said, "Start cooperating and quit being an ass, or get the hell out. You may want to give up but we don't."
"Ah, but you forget little Gazzy, this is my house! If there will be anyone leaving it will be you and your brother." Zim sneered, with that he shoved past her and into the elevator, closing the doors before she realized what had happened.
"YOU CAN'T HIDE DOWN THERE FOREVER YOU ASSHOLE!!!" She screamed, kicking the doors. She huffed and turned around, grabbing her jacket and leaving the house, slamming the door as she went. The house was quiet for several seconds, before,
"What was that?" Dib finally asked.
"Lovers spat." Meth concluded.
"UGH!!!" Dib jumped away from her, as if the very idea were contagious, horrified look pasted on his face. Tia and Meth broke into the laughter and Dib shook his head disgusted.
Well, there ya go, 3rd chapter, this was longer, thank god. The others were hella short. So what'cha think? Oh yeah, I wanted to do this in Rebellion but forgot, so can anyone tell me why I used the name 'Meth'? If you guess right, I'll…web-glomp you or something, hehe. Review please! (also, I don't think I'm too good at writing emotion, so sorry, heh)
The television flickered, the only source of light in the living room. Static filled the screen dangerously, barely kept alive. Recently, some of the few survivors had gotten into a television station and had figured out how to send out broadcasts. They had not yet conquered the audio and so it was only them, holding up signs, mainly telling how many people were still alive, and how they were doing. They always asked for others to help them, join their little ban of survivors. Gaz and the others had watched their updates halfheartedly, not truly interested in the others plights. They had their own to worry about, but the leader in Dib came out occasionally and he thought of trying to recruit them, but was reminded of Zim, and would change his mind.
Gaz sat on the edge of couch, chin in her hand, staring blankly at the TV. Tia, who sat next to her, was slumped against Dib. Meth sat at the other end, Dib leaning on her, while she leaned on the arm of the couch. All were sleeping. She sighed, it was about eleven or so at night, and she was not the least bit tired. She stood and clicked the set off, before going to the elevator, where she stood, staring at it closely for several minutes. Finally, with another sigh, she stepped in.
Zim sat at his computer, a video of Gir played and Gaz thought she heard a sniffle from the direction of Zim, but cast the very idea from her mind. She crept forward slowly, the elevator made a very tiny amount of noise, and so he hadn't yet heard her. She was almost to the back of his chair when he spoke in a cracked, broken voice, "Ah Gir, I c-can't go on like this…it's killing me…I-I don't know if I want to do this anymore. I'd rather face the Tallest and be murdered. Gir, I wish you were still here…just so I wasn't so-so lonely. They just can't understand what it's like to be with no one, sure Gaz says I can talk with them…but they all hate me. Even Gaz…I don't blame her, y'know, Gir, she doesn't realize she's part of the problem… I-I don't know what this is! I hurt, really hurt…when I see her, but…I want to see her. Ah, Gir…"
Gaz remained frozen to her spot, unable to move as Zim moved to turn the video off. And before he turned around, she shot off to the elevator as quietly as she could and jumped into the elevator, pressing the button to go up. She couldn't quite comprehend what had just happened, Zim…had really said that…? She shook her head, just as the elevator underneath her shook, and the stuttered to stop. She looked around surprised, and then realized Zim had shut the elevator down. She growled, and slid to the floor, she could pound against the elevator and yell at him to turn it back on, but then he'd wonder what she was doing in the elevator so late. She frowned as she thought of what he'd said, true Tia, Meth, and herself were not exactly friendly with him, but none but Dib really hated him. Gaz put her head in her hands, what did he mean when he said it hurt to see her? She shook her head, and prepared herself for a long night.
She woke when the elevator rattled to life and shot her to the top. She stretched and yawned as she stepped out, only to be tackled back in as somebody jumped her, "DIB!!!" she shouted angrily as she forced him off.
"Why were you in the elevator?!" Dib reprimanded as they both stepped out, "I couldn't find you, and I got worried!"
"Oh, none of your business." Gaz glowered as she made her way into the kitchen, and began rummaging for food.
"Well, how'd ya stuck there?! Did Zim lock you in? What happened!?!" Dib continued, following her.
"I told you it's none of your business." Gaz said as she pulled out some thick crusty bread and an old jar of peanut butter. Dib frowned, but seeing that he was getting nowhere, stalked out of the room. She came into the living room a couple minutes later to see Zim sitting on the sofa talking with the others. She choked on her sandwich and shot back into the kitchen, face red.
"Gaz…? You okay?" Dib said, coming after her. She nodded, swallowing hard, trying to get the peanut butter down as she berated herself for being so shocked. She followed Dib back into the living room and sat on a chair, staring hard at the wall across from her.
"Gaz, Zim was just saying that he got another message from Flik this morning." Tia said, Gaz immediately straightened and turned to Zim.
"He pretty much said that the Tallest are on their way over to kill us all." Zim said flatly, shrugging.
"And you're okay with this?" Meth asked sharply, noticing Zim's indifference. He shrugged again.
"We can't just let them kill us!!" Tia said, eyes wide.
"What do you propose we do?" Zim snarled.
"Fight back!" Dib snapped, standing swiftly.
"They're bringing the entire the entire fucking armada! What the hell do you think you can do!?!" Zim said, turning on him.
"Fight!" Dib said, eyes narrowed.
"You're outnumbered! There's nothing you can do!"
"Being outnumbered never stopped us before! And we sure raised a lot of hell when we were fighting YOU!" Dib shouted. Zim said nothing, merely moved to stand, but was sent flying back into the chair with a blow to his face. Gaz glared at Zim, who rubbed his jaw. Meth and Tia stared, slightly shocked, Dib extremely amused.
"Whatever happened to you?" She snarled, "You were never one to admit defeat, why start now?" Zim said nothing, merely stared at the ground, "Zim! Don't make me hit you again, cause I will. I'll hit you until you started acting like you should!" She threatened, pulling her arm back for another blow. Zim stood suddenly and leered down at her.
"Do not threaten me or tell me how to act! I am not one of your rebels, fuck off!" Zim snarled, pushing past her to the elevator. Gaz stood there, slightly stunned before recovering and going after him.
"You may not be a rebel, but you wouldn't be alive if it hadn't been for me, and you sure as hell have a lot to lose too. I will not 'fuck off!'" Gaz snapped, placing herself between him and the elevator.
"As I remember it, the saving my life bit went both ways, you would not have made it out in time if it had not been for me! NOW MOVE." Zim demanded.
"I will not!" Gaz said, "Start cooperating and quit being an ass, or get the hell out. You may want to give up but we don't."
"Ah, but you forget little Gazzy, this is my house! If there will be anyone leaving it will be you and your brother." Zim sneered, with that he shoved past her and into the elevator, closing the doors before she realized what had happened.
"YOU CAN'T HIDE DOWN THERE FOREVER YOU ASSHOLE!!!" She screamed, kicking the doors. She huffed and turned around, grabbing her jacket and leaving the house, slamming the door as she went. The house was quiet for several seconds, before,
"What was that?" Dib finally asked.
"Lovers spat." Meth concluded.
"UGH!!!" Dib jumped away from her, as if the very idea were contagious, horrified look pasted on his face. Tia and Meth broke into the laughter and Dib shook his head disgusted.
Well, there ya go, 3rd chapter, this was longer, thank god. The others were hella short. So what'cha think? Oh yeah, I wanted to do this in Rebellion but forgot, so can anyone tell me why I used the name 'Meth'? If you guess right, I'll…web-glomp you or something, hehe. Review please! (also, I don't think I'm too good at writing emotion, so sorry, heh)