Ch 8:living on a prayer
Disclaimer: Hello, I'm going through a terrible case of insomnia, so I'm writing this chapter(subliminal message: I do not own IZ...)
"CURSE THAT FREAK-CHILD AND HER MIND TRICKS!" An angry Zim swore in Irken to himself back at his lab. Gir was still missing (i.e. he was still staying with Brandy's friends) so, with the exception of the computer, Zim was alone. "I'll have to find another way to expose her secret, but how..."
"Really, Zim, shouldn't you devise a plan that even Dib and Brandy couldn't stop?" Zim's computer asked. Zim impatiently turned to the only thing in the house with common sense. "NO! Those two are dangerous when together- they'll find a way to stop Zim! THEY'LL FIND A WAY!" The Computer was getting annoyed at his master's rantings. "Then why don't you find a way to split them up? Stuff like this happens on T.V. all the time-"
"THAT"S IT! We'll split them up! A brilliant idea, once again concocted by Zim! But how..." As the Computer waited for what seemed like four centuries, Zim pondered over how to split up his archenemies. "COMPUTER! Help me please?" The Computer sighed at his master's child-like grin and puppy eyes. The biggest screen in the lab then displayed what looked like a soap opera, courtesy of The Computer.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore Jhonny! Cindy told me that you want to break up with me, so why don't you just do it?" The man on the screen displayed an expression of anger. "What are you talking about, Jane? You're the one who hates my guts now- You're the one who wants to break up with me!" The woman gave the man a cold glare. "If you're going to make up lies about me, then maybe I should break up with you."
"Fine!"
"Fine! See you later, Jhonny" the woman says bitterly as she exits the apartment in which the scene takes place.
"Wow.. That's some bad acting. And you watch this trash?" If the computer had a face, it would be blushing out of embarrassment now. "Well- Gir watches shows like this all of the time, and I'm stuck in this house, so what else am I supposed to do?" Zim raised an 'eyebrow' at his computer. "Why don't you read fan fiction?" The Computer shuddered. "No way- some of those stories are scary..."
"Fine then! If this'll work, then keep feeding me ideas- FOR THE GOOD OF THE MISSION!"
"Hurry, Brandy! I think he went this way!" The paranormal investigator and his girlfriend were trudging through the woods at the outskirts of the city, looking for Bigfoot. "Are you sure? I could have been a bear..."
"No! I'm certain it was bigfoot-" Just then, the radio Dib had strapped to his belt went off. 'Attention all citizens. It has been reported that a Siberian tiger has escaped the local Zoo. If you are out in the open, SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY! THIS IS A DANGEROUS AND WILD ANIMAL THAT WILL ATTACK WHEN PROVOKED! WE ARE DOOMED! DOOMED! Please enjoy the following music' Happy, cheerful music then plays. Dib shuts off the radio. "Well, I guess we should climb a tree until it is safe." Helping Brandy into a nearby tree, Dib attempts to follow but then- "Dib...we've got company!" An enormous Siberian tiger leaped out of the bushes. It had piercing ice blue eyes, and fur as white as snow. It was looking right at Dib. Brandy held her hand to him from the lowest tree branch. "I want you to move slowly, Dib. Don't make any sudden movements, or the tiger will attack." But Dib couldn't move. He was frozen with fear, staring into those ice blue eyes that bore into him. The tiger crouched for an attack. Seeing that Dib had no time to climb into the tree, Brandy descended from the safety of the branches to save her lover. Brandy stood between the tiger and Dib, waiting for an attack. But the attack didn't come. The tiger stared at the brunette. It saw Brandy's stare was neither full of fear nor anger. It was a stern look, the kind any animal would respect. Instantly, the tiger sat down in a nonthreatening fashion.
Brandy's father always told her she had a gift with animals, but he didn't realize how far that gift went. She stared for a moment into the tiger's eyes. She could tell something was wrong, that something was putting this tiger into distress. Then she figured it out. "Brandy, that was amazing!" Dib got over his fear and stood beside his girlfriend. "If you didn't jump in, that tiger, he would have-"
"She"
"huh?"
"The tiger, she's a she. She's also pregnant." Dib shook his head in disbelief. "How can you tell?" Brandy shrugged. "I don't know, I can just tell." They stared at each other for a moment. "I think that was the reason why she escaped. She wanted her cubs to be born in the wild- just like her." The tiger, knowing what they just said, gave a friendly growl in agreement. "I guess I'm right." Brandy bent down to stoke the future mother. Dib cautiously followed suit. "What do we do now?"
"We wait... until the cubs are born. Then I guess She'll want to return to the zoo." the future mother, growling again in agreement, laid down on the tall grass to sleep.
Meanwhile, back at Zim's base-
"Enough! Enough of those filthy soap operas!" Zim had had enough of four hours of watching T.V. "I'll just tell the Dib- worm Brandy's little secret. It's perfect! FLAWLESS! IAM ZIM!"
"But don't you need evidence to back up your claim? Dib doesn't seem like the person to believe anything you say without evidence" Zim slapped his forehead remembering that he had forgotten what had happened earlier. "Fine then. I'll just have to get more evidence..."
Back at the woods, about an hour after waiting, the cubs were born. There were two, a boy and a girl. "Aw... look at them. Aren't they adorable?" Brandy asked her boyfriend. "Yeah, I guess they are." the brunette gazed at the little fluff balls as they nursed on their mother. It dawned upon her that, in all of her sixteen years of life, she had never seen an ugly baby, human or animal. " I guess we can leave them now. When they're ready to walk, She'll take them to the Zoo." Dib followed Brandy out of the woods. It was another clear night, and the stars were out. It was also a chilly night. Brandy shivered. Dib, being the gentleman that he was, threw his trench coat around her. "Thanks."
"No problem." Without warning, a random thought entered Dib's mind. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you about that job offer you got a couple of days ago..."
"Huh? Oh, that. My parents checked the restaurant. It's cool with them. I start this Saturday." The brunette then looked to the stars. "Do you know what I'm going to do with the money I earn?" Dib seemed surprised by her question. "No. What are you going to do with the money?"
"I'm going to save it. I'll save it until I'm out of the house. When I am out of the house, I'll use the money for rent and food and anything else I need so I can devote my time to school instead of a minimum-wage job that won't get me anywhere in life." Dib had to ask. "What school are you going to after high school?" Brandy sighed with a smile on her face. "A vocational school. It's a four-month course. You see, I want to be a jeweler when I grow up." She paused for a moment, then "Well? Aren't you going to laugh at me?" Dib was taken aback by Brandy's question. "Laugh? Why would I laugh?"
"Well, not very many people choose professional jeweler as a career. Besides, in my health class back home, we were asked to announce what we wanted to be for the rest of our lives, and when I spoke up everyone laughed..."
"I would never laugh. Not at you." He held Brandy close to him as they both gazed at the stars. "Those people back at your hometown, they're idiots. Assholes that'll never understand what an amazing young woman you are, same with the people here. The best we can do is hold on to each other, because each other is all we have." Brandy sighed happily at Dib's words. "Like that song?"
"Huh?"
"That song, by Bon Jovi, 'living on a prayer'? What you said reminds me of that song, and of how my parents always told me that that song reminded them of how life was for themwhen they first got married."
"What, were they living on a prayer?"
"They might as well have been." A long silence passed between the two, and then- "Hey, did you just see what I saw?"
"What?" Dib asked his girlfriend. "A shooting star. Up there." the lovesick brunette points up to where she saw the shooting star. "Oh, yeah. I did see it." Brandy turned to face the paranormal investigator. "Dib?"
"Yeah?" The brunette pressed her lips against his. "I'm happy being with you."
(A/N: aww...how romantic...well, I wanted to take this time to mention much-needed thanks to these people:
Call Me Blue Streak- thank you very much for the gifts I have received since The stranded (especially the life time supply of tacos- I love those tacos soooo much) though I was a little freaked with the sawing off of the legs thing(I like my legs thank you- I need them to run away from the old men that stalk me everytime I go to the nearby town...)
Invader Crystal- Thank you for the gifts you've given me(in case you're wondering, Spazzok the Monkey is on his best behavior, except whenever he sees the Spooky Chiwawa...)
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