Yay! I am back, with chapter THREE!! ^-^
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, people! Jhonen does... Oh, Jhonen Vasquez, if you are reading this... please give me the rights to Invader Zim!! I'll give you a penny... O_O
Hm. I must say, I am pleased with the reviews so far. ^_^
Oh! One more thing... you're all probably wondering why the rating is PG- 13, right??? Well, it is because in later chapters, there will be lots of good, clean cussing! Woot! And violence... VIOLENCE RAWKS.
O_O
Yes... it does... no matter what anyone tells you... anyhoo... on with the fic!!
*poof*
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Chapter Three-
The sun rose, sending it's light over the city and through the sky, like a faint blush on the heavens.
Not that we care. Just another chance to get skin cancer, right?
Downstairs in his lab, Invader Zim stretched tiredly. He had spent all night working on this... this... this thing of his, and he had to admit, it looked spiffy.
He stared at it, feeling that unbeleivable feeling of pride that only Irkens can feel, and is so great that it cannot possibly be understood by humans.
This thing of Zim's looked rather odd. It consisted of three metal spheres joined toghether in a straight line by a tube-like object. The two outer spheres had small spider leg attachments like Zim's sticking out, and they seemed to be used to hold the device up, like a tripod to a camera. The middle sphere had the Irken Invader's symbol on it, and from the top came a laser-like thing that pointed menacingly at... stuff.
The device emitted a strange clucking noise, not unlike that of a chicken.
Zim stared at it for a moment, and crowed triumphantly, "INGENIOUS!!! It is almost as awsome as me!! If I do say so myself..."
He glanced at the clock. It was 6:30 AM. Time to get ready for... SKOOL....
Zim sighed unhappily. He would call in sick, if it weren't for the fact that he had been tardy most of this week already...
Ah well. Nothing he couuld do about it now.
Zim went upstairs. GIR was slumped over the couch, surrounded by empty Ice Sucky containers. He snorted a bit in his 'sleep' mode, and then sat up and looked at Zim.
"Hiya, Master!"
Zim stared at GIR, a nonexistant eyebrow raised in a slightly amused expression.
"Good... morning, GIR... have any packages come in?"
"Nuh-uh!!!!"
Zim blinked. "But it should have come in already...", he muttered to himself. "Well... it's probably late... GIR, when the package comes, I want you to bring it inside. That's all. Don't do anything with it or to it, just set it on the table and leave it alone!"
GIR looked at his master. "What's in it for me?"
"Eh?!"
"I said.... what's in it for me? You get your package... and I get...??"
Zim stared at GIR.
"Very funny GIR... you are a master of comedy... just put the package on the table."
"Oooo-keee dokiiieee!!!!"
"And GIR. I want you to watch the base. And when I say watch, I don't mean, 'Let anyone who comes to the door in.' I mean WATCH. And DO NOT LET ANYONE IN. I'll be in my lab, bathing in paste..."
"Again??"
"....Yes, GIR. Again."
"Okie-day!!"
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Dib stood up. He had it ready. He stared at the water in the vial... it was not normal water... it had been strengthened with numerous chemicals found in meat and barbeque sauce. It was potentially one of the most lethal substances on Earth to Zim's kind. Not even paste would stop it!!
"Dib... it's time to go to skool. Fix your hair and clothes. You're an embarassment to me and to humanity in general."
Dib glanced at Gaz. "That's what you think now, Gaz, but after this day, I will finally be given the respect I deserve! I hold in my very hand the one thing that will prove Zim is an alien! Finally, people will see that I'm-"
"Hopelessly insane?" Gaz interrupted.
Dib stared at her. "No."
"That's nice Dib. I have to go. See you at skool... or maybe not, if I'm lucky..."
Dib sighed and went to fix his hair in the bathroom. As soon as he got there, though, the door opened revealing.... Proffesor Membrane.
"Dad?!? What are you doing out of the lab?!"
"Using the restroom, of course, Dit!"
"DIB. Not Dit-"
"That's nice Dib. I have to go work now, I'm few minutes behind schedule."
"But Dad! I want to tell you about what I'm doing today! I am finally going to prove Zim is an alien, look at what I made!" Dib said, holding up the vial.
Proffesor Membrane stared at him before retreating to his lab. "My poor insane son..."
And then he left.
Dib sighed and went into the bathroom. He fixed his hair, and changed his clothes.
He was about to leave for skool, when he paused at the door and looked at his dark, empty living room.
"Someday, Dad... I'll make you proud. I'll prove to you, and everyone else that I AM NOT CRAZY..."
He closed the door, sighing lightly.
"Someday..."
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Zim came out of his lab, wearing his disguise.
"GIR??"
The base seemed empty. He looked around, and walked to the table. There was a paper next to a box... a box! The package was here!
Zim grinned happily, pleasently surprised that GIR had obeyed him finally. He looked at the note. It showed a crude drawing of GIR and a piggie on a motorcycle, driving away. Underneath it said, in unexperienced, childish writing, 'B bak soon'.
So, GIR would be out today... with a piggie.... on a motorcycle...
Zim shrugged. Normally, he would have found that odd and disturbing. But GIR had done lots of other things odder than that. He shivered a bit, recalling the tomato incident.
But he had better things to do. Zim ran into the lab, and returned a few minutes later with his device.
He opened the package. Inside there where many small, tiny spheres; Vortian power cells.
Zim grinned and opened the two outer spheres on his device. He shoved all the power cells into it.
Now... to see if it worked...
Zim made a small Irken good luck motion with his hands and pressed a button.
The device whirred and brought it's spider leg attachments and it's laser in. Zim let out an excited squeak.
"Soon, Dib, you will no longer be around to pester me! And there will be nothing standing in my way between me and WORLD CONQUEST!!"
Zim grinned even more, and shoved the device into his PAK. Then he turned towards the door, and left for Skool.
End Chapter
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Chapter 3 down! Yay! I am SO amazing... O_o I would like your opinion, ya know... which format do you like the best, the one I am using, or the one I used on the 1st chapter?? And which chapter is your favorite so far?? Are the chapters as good as you expect them to be??? Erm... yes... I shall now go do stuff. Review! Review, or face your moosey fate!! O_O
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, people! Jhonen does... Oh, Jhonen Vasquez, if you are reading this... please give me the rights to Invader Zim!! I'll give you a penny... O_O
Hm. I must say, I am pleased with the reviews so far. ^_^
Oh! One more thing... you're all probably wondering why the rating is PG- 13, right??? Well, it is because in later chapters, there will be lots of good, clean cussing! Woot! And violence... VIOLENCE RAWKS.
O_O
Yes... it does... no matter what anyone tells you... anyhoo... on with the fic!!
*poof*
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Chapter Three-
The sun rose, sending it's light over the city and through the sky, like a faint blush on the heavens.
Not that we care. Just another chance to get skin cancer, right?
Downstairs in his lab, Invader Zim stretched tiredly. He had spent all night working on this... this... this thing of his, and he had to admit, it looked spiffy.
He stared at it, feeling that unbeleivable feeling of pride that only Irkens can feel, and is so great that it cannot possibly be understood by humans.
This thing of Zim's looked rather odd. It consisted of three metal spheres joined toghether in a straight line by a tube-like object. The two outer spheres had small spider leg attachments like Zim's sticking out, and they seemed to be used to hold the device up, like a tripod to a camera. The middle sphere had the Irken Invader's symbol on it, and from the top came a laser-like thing that pointed menacingly at... stuff.
The device emitted a strange clucking noise, not unlike that of a chicken.
Zim stared at it for a moment, and crowed triumphantly, "INGENIOUS!!! It is almost as awsome as me!! If I do say so myself..."
He glanced at the clock. It was 6:30 AM. Time to get ready for... SKOOL....
Zim sighed unhappily. He would call in sick, if it weren't for the fact that he had been tardy most of this week already...
Ah well. Nothing he couuld do about it now.
Zim went upstairs. GIR was slumped over the couch, surrounded by empty Ice Sucky containers. He snorted a bit in his 'sleep' mode, and then sat up and looked at Zim.
"Hiya, Master!"
Zim stared at GIR, a nonexistant eyebrow raised in a slightly amused expression.
"Good... morning, GIR... have any packages come in?"
"Nuh-uh!!!!"
Zim blinked. "But it should have come in already...", he muttered to himself. "Well... it's probably late... GIR, when the package comes, I want you to bring it inside. That's all. Don't do anything with it or to it, just set it on the table and leave it alone!"
GIR looked at his master. "What's in it for me?"
"Eh?!"
"I said.... what's in it for me? You get your package... and I get...??"
Zim stared at GIR.
"Very funny GIR... you are a master of comedy... just put the package on the table."
"Oooo-keee dokiiieee!!!!"
"And GIR. I want you to watch the base. And when I say watch, I don't mean, 'Let anyone who comes to the door in.' I mean WATCH. And DO NOT LET ANYONE IN. I'll be in my lab, bathing in paste..."
"Again??"
"....Yes, GIR. Again."
"Okie-day!!"
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Dib stood up. He had it ready. He stared at the water in the vial... it was not normal water... it had been strengthened with numerous chemicals found in meat and barbeque sauce. It was potentially one of the most lethal substances on Earth to Zim's kind. Not even paste would stop it!!
"Dib... it's time to go to skool. Fix your hair and clothes. You're an embarassment to me and to humanity in general."
Dib glanced at Gaz. "That's what you think now, Gaz, but after this day, I will finally be given the respect I deserve! I hold in my very hand the one thing that will prove Zim is an alien! Finally, people will see that I'm-"
"Hopelessly insane?" Gaz interrupted.
Dib stared at her. "No."
"That's nice Dib. I have to go. See you at skool... or maybe not, if I'm lucky..."
Dib sighed and went to fix his hair in the bathroom. As soon as he got there, though, the door opened revealing.... Proffesor Membrane.
"Dad?!? What are you doing out of the lab?!"
"Using the restroom, of course, Dit!"
"DIB. Not Dit-"
"That's nice Dib. I have to go work now, I'm few minutes behind schedule."
"But Dad! I want to tell you about what I'm doing today! I am finally going to prove Zim is an alien, look at what I made!" Dib said, holding up the vial.
Proffesor Membrane stared at him before retreating to his lab. "My poor insane son..."
And then he left.
Dib sighed and went into the bathroom. He fixed his hair, and changed his clothes.
He was about to leave for skool, when he paused at the door and looked at his dark, empty living room.
"Someday, Dad... I'll make you proud. I'll prove to you, and everyone else that I AM NOT CRAZY..."
He closed the door, sighing lightly.
"Someday..."
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Zim came out of his lab, wearing his disguise.
"GIR??"
The base seemed empty. He looked around, and walked to the table. There was a paper next to a box... a box! The package was here!
Zim grinned happily, pleasently surprised that GIR had obeyed him finally. He looked at the note. It showed a crude drawing of GIR and a piggie on a motorcycle, driving away. Underneath it said, in unexperienced, childish writing, 'B bak soon'.
So, GIR would be out today... with a piggie.... on a motorcycle...
Zim shrugged. Normally, he would have found that odd and disturbing. But GIR had done lots of other things odder than that. He shivered a bit, recalling the tomato incident.
But he had better things to do. Zim ran into the lab, and returned a few minutes later with his device.
He opened the package. Inside there where many small, tiny spheres; Vortian power cells.
Zim grinned and opened the two outer spheres on his device. He shoved all the power cells into it.
Now... to see if it worked...
Zim made a small Irken good luck motion with his hands and pressed a button.
The device whirred and brought it's spider leg attachments and it's laser in. Zim let out an excited squeak.
"Soon, Dib, you will no longer be around to pester me! And there will be nothing standing in my way between me and WORLD CONQUEST!!"
Zim grinned even more, and shoved the device into his PAK. Then he turned towards the door, and left for Skool.
End Chapter
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Chapter 3 down! Yay! I am SO amazing... O_o I would like your opinion, ya know... which format do you like the best, the one I am using, or the one I used on the 1st chapter?? And which chapter is your favorite so far?? Are the chapters as good as you expect them to be??? Erm... yes... I shall now go do stuff. Review! Review, or face your moosey fate!! O_O