Greetings, worm babies/larvae/adult worms! Yes, yes, I have indeed returned. x)
Okay. Sorreh it took so long... my muse... where'd ya go!? COME BACK! Please... ;-; My muse went bye bye... '-';
J.Marguerite: Well, I'm not exactly planning on romance in this fic at all... I have thought of it, however. I have thought about Gazz/Zim, and Rei/Zim, but they'd both be one sided, meaning Zim wouldn't be too happy with either of them. o.o;
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim... no, I don't... if I did, I would be... erm.... RICH...er... O.o Yep. x)
On with the fic!!! :o
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Chapter TWELVE -
A dull, shocked silence followed, as everyone stared at Gazz. After quite a long time, Dib cleared his throat and leaned over the article. "Well... this complicates things a bit..." he mused quietly as he observed his father's face on the paper.
Rei stared at the newspaper. "What do we do? Humans are protective of their Smeets, I am sure Membrane will do something drastic..."
"What can it do!?" Zim interrupted. "It's a human! A mere human! Humans are no match for the Irken Empire, even in this dimension! And besides, how could they find out where they are?"
Zimm straightened up and glared at him. "Your idiocy annoys me. First of all, we are not the Irken Empire. We are the Irken Rebellion, and as such we have rather... outdated equipment."
Zim snorted at this. "HA! Proof that the Irken Empire is superior to all!"
"Well we can't exactly order the latest Ripper model of the Irken Web, ya know!" Purple snapped angrily.
Zimm nodded at that and continued. "Second of all, I don't know what goes on in YOUR dimension, but the Humans have their Smeets tagged at birth. Actually, even with all the technological interfearance from our stuff here, I think we have little less than a day or so before they track the Smeets here. And contrary to your belief, Human technology is actually nearly as advanced as ours."
Zim stared at Zimm in horror. "So... this is actually a threat!?!" he asked in shock.
"Yes!" Rin cried, in an oddly carefree tone of voice. "This is a threat! We are threatened, oh yeah... hee hee hee!!" she giggled.
Dibb and Gazz watched the discussion with smug smiles on their faces. Although they didn't exactly have an idea of what was going on, they did know that the 'Martians' felt weren't entirely happy with the way things where going, and that was good.
Purple held out his hands to silence the panicked conversations that where beginning to arise. Seeing Purple's hands held out in a quieting gesture, the room gradually calmed down. Purple smiled at them nervously.
"Now then. I'm sure there is no reason to worry, we'll be fine, just don't... DON'T.... WORRRYYY!!!!"
Everyone in the room stared at Purple blankly. A few people blinked. Blinking is fun...
"...Sooo? What do we do?" Dib asked after a while.
Purple turned towards him. "Well," he began, "the one thing I know for sure is that you must be returned to your homes. And to do this, we will have to use Membrane's... THING. What is this thing again, Rei?"
Rei looked at them all and hesitantly began. "Well... like I said, it's theoretical, and possibly quite unsafe, but..."
"Get on with it, woman!"
Rei turned to Zim angrily. "I WAS going to get on with it! Now shut up!"
Zimm leaned close to Zim menacingly. "Yes. Shut up. Don't talk to Rei like that. Don't. Ever."
Zim stared blankly at Zimm, his face revealing no emotion of fear or uncertainty. After a second or two, Zim nodded in silent agreement. Zimm smirked and leaned back, and Rei started again. "So. Membrane built it, and it is possibly quite unsafe, and it is being studied at the Human Government place... what is it? Area 10."
"Area 10?" Dib asked skeptically.
Rin turned to him. "Yes, Area Ten."
"Oh." Dib said blinking a bit. "Just wanted to make sure..."
Purple stood up and scratched his Irken chin thoughtfully. He began to pace around. "So we have to go to this Area Ten to use an unsafe prototype, all the while being chased by Earth Authorities, and we have to send these people back, and... do something about the humans. All right. So we'll steal the prototype human THING, use it to return these three back, and we have to evade the Earth authorities too. If we leave the humans and the Irken Soldier here, I think it should be rather simple..."
Zimm stared at him. "Simple!?" he asked incredulously. "Simple! Yes, it SOUNDS simple, but actually DOING it is not quite so simple, Pur!"
Zim stood up and stared at Purple. "With all due respect, I am an Irken Invader! Not a Soldier! Invaders are SUPERIOR to Soldiers!! Hey! Heey! HEY!"
Purple and Zimm ignored Zim and continued talking.
"Heeeey... since when do you call me 'Pur'?"
"Since just now! What does it matter?"
"Well, you don't want me to get an identity crisis, I mean..."
"HEY!!!"
The two Rebels stopped arguing and looked at Zim, who grinned at them, and after a second took out his spider leg attachments, brandishing them menacingly in front of everyone's faces.
Rin let out a small squeak, and toppled onto the floor, as Rei screamed and ducked under the table. Purple jumped back, and tripped over his feet to land in the sink, where he was presently rubbing his head, moaning in pain. Dib had jerked away, and was on the floor looking for his glasses which had fallen off, and Gaz was, as usual, not paying much attention to anyone around her. Zimm, however, had flinched away, but was now glaring at Zim irritatedly.
"What was the point of that?" he snapped at Zim. "Scaring us will get us no where-!"
"I wasn't trying to scare you." Zim cut in cooly. Everyone righted themselves at the table, and stared at Zim blankly. Zim flashed them a slightly frightening smile, and continued. "My PAK comes equiped with many weapons, defence systems, transportation devices... I will be a big help, you know. You should TAKE us with you; you wouldn't have to steal the polydimensional transportation thing, we could just use it right there! And it would also be good if you left the two human-worm-babies here, in the microwave."
The Rebels looked at each other nervously. It was a good idea. But it was hard to trust a member of the Irken Eilte...
Rin heaved a heavy sigh. "Well... I think it's a good idea." she said. "And, really, when you think of it... we don't know anything about this young man's Empire... we have already seen what drastic differences there are in between our two dimensions, for all we know his Irken Empire could be a peaceful society that only needs military forces to protect themselves!"
Rin looked around at everyone, waiting for their response. Zim looked at everyone as well, and immediately began aggreeing with all of Rin's words.
"Huh.. hhm.. yes! We are perfectly peaceful! We only need Invaders like me to.. protect our... Smeet thingies... from evil conquering Empires like...", his face light up with a sly smile as he pointed at Dib, "His! Yes, I am at Earth spying for my... planet... the Earthlings are rather hostile! I am merely doing my duty!"
Dib stood up and pointed at Zim. "Don't listen to him!" he cried indignantly. "He lies! The alien lies!! The Irkens are cruel and violent and-!"
"Nonsense, Dib... friend." Zim said putting an innocent look on his face.
Dib clenched his hand in a fist, and raised it in outrage, but suddenly Zimm grabbed his fist and put it down on the table. He looked at all of them.
"Whatever. It doesn't really matter, we'll be rid of you soon anyway, so.."
"Can we come?" Zim asked.
"Yes, yes, whatever."
Zim smiled. Thank Slork. With his advanced PAK equipment, and BRILLIANT Invader survival skills, he would be back home in no time. No time at all...
The room's tension now seemed to have eased, and Zim looked around as the Rebels began clearing the table and discussing plans for the trip to Area... Ten. ((Insert dramatic music here...Dun dun DUN!!!))
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Half an hour had passed, and Zimm had gone up to prepare the transport. Rin and Rei where trying to figure out how to set their television to record the Johnny the Homicidal Maniac soap opera. ((A/N: Yes, in this dimension JtHM is a soap opera. xDD Yes. I couldn't help myself... the urge to commit stupidity was just too great. o.o;))
Purple was in the kitchen, preparing sandwiches for all. He tucked them in neatly into a dark wicker basket, and put some napkins in before finally closing it and sighing happily at the thought of the snacks.
Zim had spent all this time, seated on the couch, glaring at Dib. Dib glared back, eyes narrowed. They both utterly blamed each other for this little messup. Gaz was, as usual, trying to beat her game again. For the 13th time.
Finally, everything was ready. After quite a large struggle, Purple had managed to stuff Dibb and Gazz into the microwave, and both where now quite subdued. Rin and Rei had finally gotten their television to record JtHM, and Zimm was coming down the stairs. They would load up the ship, and go immediately.
Or they would have. Where it not for the rather unfortunate thing that happened next...
Zimm came down the stairs and grinned at them. "We're ready. The Voot Cruiser is up and running..."
"Voot Cruiser?" Zim asked interestedly. "Hey, I've got a-!"
"Yes, yes." Zimm interrupted in a bored voice. "I told you, our stuff is very old. We can't just go buy a Ripper from the Ship Dealer, like you military types can..."
Zim blinked and kept quiet. Voot Runners weren't old... Well, he wasn't about to tell these Rebels that Voot Runners where every bit as well functioning as the Rippers. If they where too ignorant to see the truth, it was their own fault. Besides, why would the Tallests give him that ship if it was old? He was ZIM! He had the most advanced of everything. Poor ignorant rebels...
Suddenly Rei held up one of her hands, interrupting a conversation that had apparently been going on between Zimm and her. She seemed to be listening intently, and her antenna shifted around as she searched for the source of the sound.
"What is that noise...?" she asked.
All noise and movement in the room skidded to a stop. They all listened, and eventually, it became clear; the sound of a helicopter hovering above them.
Zimm stepped nervously from foot to foot. "We'll... have to wait for them to move so we can leave." he said. Rin nodded.
"Rather odd that they choose to be right above us, yes?" she asked.
Purple closed his eyes, and listened. His antenna lifted themselves high into the air, trying to get nearer to hear better. After a moment, he looked at everyone in shock.
"Get the Smeets, ditch the rest of the stuff, let's go!" he said urgently.
Everyone stared at him questioningly, but Purple merely waved his hands at them and said, even more urgently, "Go!"
Purple walked over to the microwave and took out the two humans, and everyone else watched, in a sort of helpless position, oblivious as to what was going on. As an explination, Purple dropped the two humans onto the couch.
They grinned cheekily up at Purple, and answered his question before he asked. "Our daddy put in SPECIAL microchips for us." Gazz said in an annoying tone of voice. Gaz looked up at her and growled in annoyance.
Gazz's grin grew even wider, and she continued. "He gave us special tracking chips when we where born, in case we ever got lost like this... that would be him." she finished, pointing at the ceiling.
Dibb let out a rather nasty snigger, and pointed at Purple.
Gaz suddenly stood up and walked over to the two dopplegangers. She then delivered a sharp punch to both of their heads, and they slumped over, unconcious... which seems to happen to them a lot in this fic. Oh well.
Zimm looked at everyone. "We have no time to dawdle." he said. "Let's move, now!"
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-YAWN- Yep. I'm tired... evil Skool finals... FOOSH. Only 9 days of Hi!Skool left! e.o;
Go ahead and review. You know you want to... :)
Okay. Sorreh it took so long... my muse... where'd ya go!? COME BACK! Please... ;-; My muse went bye bye... '-';
J.Marguerite: Well, I'm not exactly planning on romance in this fic at all... I have thought of it, however. I have thought about Gazz/Zim, and Rei/Zim, but they'd both be one sided, meaning Zim wouldn't be too happy with either of them. o.o;
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim... no, I don't... if I did, I would be... erm.... RICH...er... O.o Yep. x)
On with the fic!!! :o
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Chapter TWELVE -
A dull, shocked silence followed, as everyone stared at Gazz. After quite a long time, Dib cleared his throat and leaned over the article. "Well... this complicates things a bit..." he mused quietly as he observed his father's face on the paper.
Rei stared at the newspaper. "What do we do? Humans are protective of their Smeets, I am sure Membrane will do something drastic..."
"What can it do!?" Zim interrupted. "It's a human! A mere human! Humans are no match for the Irken Empire, even in this dimension! And besides, how could they find out where they are?"
Zimm straightened up and glared at him. "Your idiocy annoys me. First of all, we are not the Irken Empire. We are the Irken Rebellion, and as such we have rather... outdated equipment."
Zim snorted at this. "HA! Proof that the Irken Empire is superior to all!"
"Well we can't exactly order the latest Ripper model of the Irken Web, ya know!" Purple snapped angrily.
Zimm nodded at that and continued. "Second of all, I don't know what goes on in YOUR dimension, but the Humans have their Smeets tagged at birth. Actually, even with all the technological interfearance from our stuff here, I think we have little less than a day or so before they track the Smeets here. And contrary to your belief, Human technology is actually nearly as advanced as ours."
Zim stared at Zimm in horror. "So... this is actually a threat!?!" he asked in shock.
"Yes!" Rin cried, in an oddly carefree tone of voice. "This is a threat! We are threatened, oh yeah... hee hee hee!!" she giggled.
Dibb and Gazz watched the discussion with smug smiles on their faces. Although they didn't exactly have an idea of what was going on, they did know that the 'Martians' felt weren't entirely happy with the way things where going, and that was good.
Purple held out his hands to silence the panicked conversations that where beginning to arise. Seeing Purple's hands held out in a quieting gesture, the room gradually calmed down. Purple smiled at them nervously.
"Now then. I'm sure there is no reason to worry, we'll be fine, just don't... DON'T.... WORRRYYY!!!!"
Everyone in the room stared at Purple blankly. A few people blinked. Blinking is fun...
"...Sooo? What do we do?" Dib asked after a while.
Purple turned towards him. "Well," he began, "the one thing I know for sure is that you must be returned to your homes. And to do this, we will have to use Membrane's... THING. What is this thing again, Rei?"
Rei looked at them all and hesitantly began. "Well... like I said, it's theoretical, and possibly quite unsafe, but..."
"Get on with it, woman!"
Rei turned to Zim angrily. "I WAS going to get on with it! Now shut up!"
Zimm leaned close to Zim menacingly. "Yes. Shut up. Don't talk to Rei like that. Don't. Ever."
Zim stared blankly at Zimm, his face revealing no emotion of fear or uncertainty. After a second or two, Zim nodded in silent agreement. Zimm smirked and leaned back, and Rei started again. "So. Membrane built it, and it is possibly quite unsafe, and it is being studied at the Human Government place... what is it? Area 10."
"Area 10?" Dib asked skeptically.
Rin turned to him. "Yes, Area Ten."
"Oh." Dib said blinking a bit. "Just wanted to make sure..."
Purple stood up and scratched his Irken chin thoughtfully. He began to pace around. "So we have to go to this Area Ten to use an unsafe prototype, all the while being chased by Earth Authorities, and we have to send these people back, and... do something about the humans. All right. So we'll steal the prototype human THING, use it to return these three back, and we have to evade the Earth authorities too. If we leave the humans and the Irken Soldier here, I think it should be rather simple..."
Zimm stared at him. "Simple!?" he asked incredulously. "Simple! Yes, it SOUNDS simple, but actually DOING it is not quite so simple, Pur!"
Zim stood up and stared at Purple. "With all due respect, I am an Irken Invader! Not a Soldier! Invaders are SUPERIOR to Soldiers!! Hey! Heey! HEY!"
Purple and Zimm ignored Zim and continued talking.
"Heeeey... since when do you call me 'Pur'?"
"Since just now! What does it matter?"
"Well, you don't want me to get an identity crisis, I mean..."
"HEY!!!"
The two Rebels stopped arguing and looked at Zim, who grinned at them, and after a second took out his spider leg attachments, brandishing them menacingly in front of everyone's faces.
Rin let out a small squeak, and toppled onto the floor, as Rei screamed and ducked under the table. Purple jumped back, and tripped over his feet to land in the sink, where he was presently rubbing his head, moaning in pain. Dib had jerked away, and was on the floor looking for his glasses which had fallen off, and Gaz was, as usual, not paying much attention to anyone around her. Zimm, however, had flinched away, but was now glaring at Zim irritatedly.
"What was the point of that?" he snapped at Zim. "Scaring us will get us no where-!"
"I wasn't trying to scare you." Zim cut in cooly. Everyone righted themselves at the table, and stared at Zim blankly. Zim flashed them a slightly frightening smile, and continued. "My PAK comes equiped with many weapons, defence systems, transportation devices... I will be a big help, you know. You should TAKE us with you; you wouldn't have to steal the polydimensional transportation thing, we could just use it right there! And it would also be good if you left the two human-worm-babies here, in the microwave."
The Rebels looked at each other nervously. It was a good idea. But it was hard to trust a member of the Irken Eilte...
Rin heaved a heavy sigh. "Well... I think it's a good idea." she said. "And, really, when you think of it... we don't know anything about this young man's Empire... we have already seen what drastic differences there are in between our two dimensions, for all we know his Irken Empire could be a peaceful society that only needs military forces to protect themselves!"
Rin looked around at everyone, waiting for their response. Zim looked at everyone as well, and immediately began aggreeing with all of Rin's words.
"Huh.. hhm.. yes! We are perfectly peaceful! We only need Invaders like me to.. protect our... Smeet thingies... from evil conquering Empires like...", his face light up with a sly smile as he pointed at Dib, "His! Yes, I am at Earth spying for my... planet... the Earthlings are rather hostile! I am merely doing my duty!"
Dib stood up and pointed at Zim. "Don't listen to him!" he cried indignantly. "He lies! The alien lies!! The Irkens are cruel and violent and-!"
"Nonsense, Dib... friend." Zim said putting an innocent look on his face.
Dib clenched his hand in a fist, and raised it in outrage, but suddenly Zimm grabbed his fist and put it down on the table. He looked at all of them.
"Whatever. It doesn't really matter, we'll be rid of you soon anyway, so.."
"Can we come?" Zim asked.
"Yes, yes, whatever."
Zim smiled. Thank Slork. With his advanced PAK equipment, and BRILLIANT Invader survival skills, he would be back home in no time. No time at all...
The room's tension now seemed to have eased, and Zim looked around as the Rebels began clearing the table and discussing plans for the trip to Area... Ten. ((Insert dramatic music here...Dun dun DUN!!!))
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Half an hour had passed, and Zimm had gone up to prepare the transport. Rin and Rei where trying to figure out how to set their television to record the Johnny the Homicidal Maniac soap opera. ((A/N: Yes, in this dimension JtHM is a soap opera. xDD Yes. I couldn't help myself... the urge to commit stupidity was just too great. o.o;))
Purple was in the kitchen, preparing sandwiches for all. He tucked them in neatly into a dark wicker basket, and put some napkins in before finally closing it and sighing happily at the thought of the snacks.
Zim had spent all this time, seated on the couch, glaring at Dib. Dib glared back, eyes narrowed. They both utterly blamed each other for this little messup. Gaz was, as usual, trying to beat her game again. For the 13th time.
Finally, everything was ready. After quite a large struggle, Purple had managed to stuff Dibb and Gazz into the microwave, and both where now quite subdued. Rin and Rei had finally gotten their television to record JtHM, and Zimm was coming down the stairs. They would load up the ship, and go immediately.
Or they would have. Where it not for the rather unfortunate thing that happened next...
Zimm came down the stairs and grinned at them. "We're ready. The Voot Cruiser is up and running..."
"Voot Cruiser?" Zim asked interestedly. "Hey, I've got a-!"
"Yes, yes." Zimm interrupted in a bored voice. "I told you, our stuff is very old. We can't just go buy a Ripper from the Ship Dealer, like you military types can..."
Zim blinked and kept quiet. Voot Runners weren't old... Well, he wasn't about to tell these Rebels that Voot Runners where every bit as well functioning as the Rippers. If they where too ignorant to see the truth, it was their own fault. Besides, why would the Tallests give him that ship if it was old? He was ZIM! He had the most advanced of everything. Poor ignorant rebels...
Suddenly Rei held up one of her hands, interrupting a conversation that had apparently been going on between Zimm and her. She seemed to be listening intently, and her antenna shifted around as she searched for the source of the sound.
"What is that noise...?" she asked.
All noise and movement in the room skidded to a stop. They all listened, and eventually, it became clear; the sound of a helicopter hovering above them.
Zimm stepped nervously from foot to foot. "We'll... have to wait for them to move so we can leave." he said. Rin nodded.
"Rather odd that they choose to be right above us, yes?" she asked.
Purple closed his eyes, and listened. His antenna lifted themselves high into the air, trying to get nearer to hear better. After a moment, he looked at everyone in shock.
"Get the Smeets, ditch the rest of the stuff, let's go!" he said urgently.
Everyone stared at him questioningly, but Purple merely waved his hands at them and said, even more urgently, "Go!"
Purple walked over to the microwave and took out the two humans, and everyone else watched, in a sort of helpless position, oblivious as to what was going on. As an explination, Purple dropped the two humans onto the couch.
They grinned cheekily up at Purple, and answered his question before he asked. "Our daddy put in SPECIAL microchips for us." Gazz said in an annoying tone of voice. Gaz looked up at her and growled in annoyance.
Gazz's grin grew even wider, and she continued. "He gave us special tracking chips when we where born, in case we ever got lost like this... that would be him." she finished, pointing at the ceiling.
Dibb let out a rather nasty snigger, and pointed at Purple.
Gaz suddenly stood up and walked over to the two dopplegangers. She then delivered a sharp punch to both of their heads, and they slumped over, unconcious... which seems to happen to them a lot in this fic. Oh well.
Zimm looked at everyone. "We have no time to dawdle." he said. "Let's move, now!"
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Go ahead and review. You know you want to... :)