Okies! Here is the second part in my Invader Zim fanfiction! Aren't you all
so proud of me??
Thankies to all who reviewed, this was my first fic, and I can't tell you how happy the reviews made me. I was so sure people where going to throw rotten fruits at me... aw, you is all so nice to me. ^_^ Keckhs, your review was so nice, and yes I do know about thescarymonkeyshow.com... I guess I just forgot... which is odd, for me... Nikki, thankies for actually coming and reading! Squeee, I have such nice friends. ^^
Uh... yesh... I decided to try a new format... thing... O_o
Uhhh... disclaimer thingy... I do not own Invader Zim or any of the characters, places, and events in it. Jhonen does, and he won't let me have them. *sniffle* Okies, enough self-pity! On with the fic! Wooosh.
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Chapter Two-
GIR stared upwards at the ceiling in the living room. He had gotten some Chocolate Bubblegum stuck up there a few weeks ago, and had yet to get it back. But he didn't know how.
GIR sniffled softly. He so wanted the gum! So badly!!
"Gum... I miss you... so much...."
He stared up at the gum for a few more minutes, then he sat down on the floor, looking crestfallen, and his eyes began filling up with tears.
Suddenly he jumped up into the air, his eyes as big as Dib's head. "SCARY MONKEY'S ON!!! WHOOO!!!!!"
He turned on the telly and eagerly began watching his favorite show.
He didn't even notice when Zim walked into the house, glanced at him oddly, shivered, and headed down into the lab.
Zim shed his human disguise with distaste, and he rubbed his sore eyes for a few moments. "Nuuuh! Those lenses itch, so much! Nyyeeh..."
He walked over to a table and began sorting through the supplies. He had the materials to construct it, but he lacked the energy he needed.
'What would I need to power it? I would need quite a bit of energy. It's not easy to tear the fabric of space and time, and actually send someone through it... maybe a few Vortian energy cells?? No... more than a few... I'd say about 600 of them... yes, that's it.'
He walked over to the screen and called up one of his little 'friends'. Prisoner 777, on Vort. "Hello? Zim? You again??"
"Yes. Me... I want some supplies."
"Can you be a bit more specific?"
"I would like around 600 Vortian power cells. The most powerful you can get."
"Uuuh... what for?"
"I shall create a device to transport beings to an opposite dimension, and with it, I shall send all my enemies to their DOOM!!! MUUUUAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! MUAH HAHA HAAA HAH AH HAHA AH HAAAA!!!! HA HAHAH HAHA HA HEH HEH HEE HEHE HEH EEEH HEH EH... hmmm..."
777 rubbed the back of his head.
"Zim, I shudder to think what would happen if you had that kind of power... I'll send them as soon as I can!"
Zim grinned as the connection was cut.
"Soon, Dib, I shall finally be rid of you, once and for all!! Muaaaa ha hah hahahha haaaa! MUAH HAHA HA HA!!!!!"
GIR walked into the lab. He paused at the entrance and stared at Zim, who was still laughing maniacally. "Master! Are you dying?!?"
GIR ran up to Zim, and threw him on the floor.
"Eh? GIR!! WHAT ARE YOU-GUUH!!!"
GIR jumped on him, and began hitting his face over and over again. "I'll save you, master! I'LL SAVE YOUUUU!!!"
Zim threw GIR off, and sat up crossly.
"No, GIR, I'm NOT dying! I am LAUGHING. LAUGHING!!"
"Ohhhhhh..." GIR intoned solemnly. "Okies! I'm gonna get a Ice Sucky now!"
Zim sighed unhappilyas his SIR unit pranced out of the lab. GIR was so advanced, maybe a bit TOO advanced...
Zim shook his head, dislodging the idea from his superior Irken mind, and went to begin on his latest evil plan... he would need some duct tape, some Cra-Z-Glue, and some chickens...
------------------------- Meanwhile, in Dib's house...
Gaz growled unhappily. Dib was... TALKING... again....
"...and that is how we will lure Zim into our trap! And then we will capture him, and dissect him, and keep him in a tube, and force him to show us... THINGS!! You know, I've always wanted to find out how the Irkens make that cloth Zim's uniform is made out of... it looks neat."
Gaz suddenly snapped; she had been listening to this mindless blabber for hours!! She put her game on pause, and slowly turned around, facing Dib.
"Dib... SHUT UP, OR I SHALL SMITE ALL THAT YOU HOLD NEAR IN THAT GIGANTIC HEAD!! And if that doesn't work, I WILL inflict PAIN."
Dib looked at Gaz.
"My head is not big!!", he protested. "And if you do anything to me, you'll get in trouble with Dad!"
Gaz narrowed her eyes, and returned to her game.
"Dib, don't you get it? Dad doesn't care. Now go away before you die."
Dib sighed unhappily. She was right. Their father woudn't care. He never did, and he never would.
He looked at the clock. 12:58 AM.
'Might be a good idea to sleep...', he thought lightly to himself. He walked slowly up to his room.
'Well, at least tomorrow I will finally get Zim... tomorrow, I shall begin Phase One in Operation.... Zim.... Capture... Thing.... sheesh... my plans need better names...'
With that final thought, Dib went into his room, and went to sleep.
Meanwhile, in his house, Zim was completing his own plan; Operation Dib- Removal!
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Yay! Two chapters down of what promises to be a very interesting fic! Woot! Do not worry, I promise it shall get rather interesting soon. Real soon... I hope. Oh, and need I remind you to review?? Or do I need to get the moose out here? O_O
Thankies to all who reviewed, this was my first fic, and I can't tell you how happy the reviews made me. I was so sure people where going to throw rotten fruits at me... aw, you is all so nice to me. ^_^ Keckhs, your review was so nice, and yes I do know about thescarymonkeyshow.com... I guess I just forgot... which is odd, for me... Nikki, thankies for actually coming and reading! Squeee, I have such nice friends. ^^
Uh... yesh... I decided to try a new format... thing... O_o
Uhhh... disclaimer thingy... I do not own Invader Zim or any of the characters, places, and events in it. Jhonen does, and he won't let me have them. *sniffle* Okies, enough self-pity! On with the fic! Wooosh.
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Chapter Two-
GIR stared upwards at the ceiling in the living room. He had gotten some Chocolate Bubblegum stuck up there a few weeks ago, and had yet to get it back. But he didn't know how.
GIR sniffled softly. He so wanted the gum! So badly!!
"Gum... I miss you... so much...."
He stared up at the gum for a few more minutes, then he sat down on the floor, looking crestfallen, and his eyes began filling up with tears.
Suddenly he jumped up into the air, his eyes as big as Dib's head. "SCARY MONKEY'S ON!!! WHOOO!!!!!"
He turned on the telly and eagerly began watching his favorite show.
He didn't even notice when Zim walked into the house, glanced at him oddly, shivered, and headed down into the lab.
Zim shed his human disguise with distaste, and he rubbed his sore eyes for a few moments. "Nuuuh! Those lenses itch, so much! Nyyeeh..."
He walked over to a table and began sorting through the supplies. He had the materials to construct it, but he lacked the energy he needed.
'What would I need to power it? I would need quite a bit of energy. It's not easy to tear the fabric of space and time, and actually send someone through it... maybe a few Vortian energy cells?? No... more than a few... I'd say about 600 of them... yes, that's it.'
He walked over to the screen and called up one of his little 'friends'. Prisoner 777, on Vort. "Hello? Zim? You again??"
"Yes. Me... I want some supplies."
"Can you be a bit more specific?"
"I would like around 600 Vortian power cells. The most powerful you can get."
"Uuuh... what for?"
"I shall create a device to transport beings to an opposite dimension, and with it, I shall send all my enemies to their DOOM!!! MUUUUAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! MUAH HAHA HAAA HAH AH HAHA AH HAAAA!!!! HA HAHAH HAHA HA HEH HEH HEE HEHE HEH EEEH HEH EH... hmmm..."
777 rubbed the back of his head.
"Zim, I shudder to think what would happen if you had that kind of power... I'll send them as soon as I can!"
Zim grinned as the connection was cut.
"Soon, Dib, I shall finally be rid of you, once and for all!! Muaaaa ha hah hahahha haaaa! MUAH HAHA HA HA!!!!!"
GIR walked into the lab. He paused at the entrance and stared at Zim, who was still laughing maniacally. "Master! Are you dying?!?"
GIR ran up to Zim, and threw him on the floor.
"Eh? GIR!! WHAT ARE YOU-GUUH!!!"
GIR jumped on him, and began hitting his face over and over again. "I'll save you, master! I'LL SAVE YOUUUU!!!"
Zim threw GIR off, and sat up crossly.
"No, GIR, I'm NOT dying! I am LAUGHING. LAUGHING!!"
"Ohhhhhh..." GIR intoned solemnly. "Okies! I'm gonna get a Ice Sucky now!"
Zim sighed unhappilyas his SIR unit pranced out of the lab. GIR was so advanced, maybe a bit TOO advanced...
Zim shook his head, dislodging the idea from his superior Irken mind, and went to begin on his latest evil plan... he would need some duct tape, some Cra-Z-Glue, and some chickens...
------------------------- Meanwhile, in Dib's house...
Gaz growled unhappily. Dib was... TALKING... again....
"...and that is how we will lure Zim into our trap! And then we will capture him, and dissect him, and keep him in a tube, and force him to show us... THINGS!! You know, I've always wanted to find out how the Irkens make that cloth Zim's uniform is made out of... it looks neat."
Gaz suddenly snapped; she had been listening to this mindless blabber for hours!! She put her game on pause, and slowly turned around, facing Dib.
"Dib... SHUT UP, OR I SHALL SMITE ALL THAT YOU HOLD NEAR IN THAT GIGANTIC HEAD!! And if that doesn't work, I WILL inflict PAIN."
Dib looked at Gaz.
"My head is not big!!", he protested. "And if you do anything to me, you'll get in trouble with Dad!"
Gaz narrowed her eyes, and returned to her game.
"Dib, don't you get it? Dad doesn't care. Now go away before you die."
Dib sighed unhappily. She was right. Their father woudn't care. He never did, and he never would.
He looked at the clock. 12:58 AM.
'Might be a good idea to sleep...', he thought lightly to himself. He walked slowly up to his room.
'Well, at least tomorrow I will finally get Zim... tomorrow, I shall begin Phase One in Operation.... Zim.... Capture... Thing.... sheesh... my plans need better names...'
With that final thought, Dib went into his room, and went to sleep.
Meanwhile, in his house, Zim was completing his own plan; Operation Dib- Removal!
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Yay! Two chapters down of what promises to be a very interesting fic! Woot! Do not worry, I promise it shall get rather interesting soon. Real soon... I hope. Oh, and need I remind you to review?? Or do I need to get the moose out here? O_O