The Story Continues
Here's another chapter. I still don't own Zim, Jhonen refuses to even let me rent the rights to it. It's so unfair so I have to do the disclaimery thing. Yep, I own nothing. Well I better start this chapter. It's the thirty first and I leave on the fifth. I hope to get another chapter in. if I don't there will be a little wait but I'll have some access to a computer and despite my overwhelming laziness I shall the finish this day time soap I have created.
Continuing on that thought, it is now the twenty-seventh. And I'm still not done. Sigh.
The birds chirped blissfully as they soared through the red post apocalyptic looking sky. As they squeaked and squawked a loud buzzer rung over and over until it was finally silenced by a fist abusing the snooze button. Dib nearly moaned in pain. He felt like he had swallowed a rock. The teen was over come by the feeling you get when your worried or guilty but you don't know why, that heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach. This feeling seemingly built up through the night just waiting for Dib to awaken so it could flood over him like a tidal wave. He gripped his stomach trying to think of why he was so miserable. Then he remembered, and longed for the ignorance he had enjoyed only seconds earlier. Gaz had befriended a horrible scaly demon from beyond this world, Tenna hated him (or loved him he wasn't sure at the moment) and Tak was back with no way for him to know whether or not to trust her.
Dib pulled the blanket back over his head, what day was it? He had wondered and remembered it was Saturday. He would just roll over and sleep this off. Dib opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't just sleep away his problems. They would be there no matter what time he approached them (A/N: Fact: I drank five cans of soda at nine and I'm still awake at 4:18 a.m.!) they might even get worse. The best thing Dib could do was drag himself out of bed and face them head on before could escalate any further. The first issue he would deal with was his traitor of humanity sister. Of course it wouldn't be worded like that, or else he could risk major brain damage. Dib quickly changed into his black pants, blue shirt, and black boots. Tenna still had his trench coat and he only had one in that size. Dib walked up to the small mirror hidden amongst a collection of photographs and pictures. He checked his spikes, measured the angles and once everything seemed to be in place he descended the stairs to visit with his little sister.
Her hair was pulled back into those pigtails Zim had liked so much but they were really half assed. One was slightly higher than the other with less hair pulled into it. Some hair hung on her shoulder. She just wasn't up to the task of messing with it. The supposed traitor of humanity sat at the kitchen table staring down at a cup of coffee. Gaz had been up since six, and she had gone to bed at four. She knew the futility of sleep especially if you had a genuine problem that could not be ignored. Heading down the stairs was something else that was nearly impossible to ignore, Dib. He had a determined look on his face with a hint of fear; he was probably going to go harass Zim.
No such luck! Dib walked up to her and tried to stare her down. He attempted to bore his eyes into her squinted ones and make her feel his knowledge of her evil doing (A/N: evil doing? I shouldn't watch Bush on the news before writing)! Gaz opened one eye and raised it to Dib's almost comical glare, "Do I have some thing on my face?" she asked flatly. In the back of her mind she was thinking about her brother, still contemplating her choices. If there was at least a few good people then she didn't know what she would do. She didn't want to talk to, or even look at someone who might make her feel that this world was worth saving.
"Yes," he said trying to sound intimidating, "You have the look of a…a uh bad…thing." She raised an eyebrow and pushed her chair out, "I'm going for a walk. Don't fallow me." she stood and began walking toward the door. Dib looked around frantically he had to stop her! He had to make her stop aiding the ultimate evil!
"Oh, uh…W-where are you going to see your boyfriend Zim? You can't see that green freak anymore I forbid it! You're a member of the human race and you'd sacrifice us all for the friendship of a monster! What the hell is wrong with you?" Dib bit his lip, not as smooth as he had wanted. There was a still silence for a moment then a strange noise that sounded like rocks smashing together; it was Gaz grinding her teeth. Slowly she turned her head, her eyes were huge and deranged looking. Dib saw the flaw in his plan. He began to back up quickly and slammed into the kitchen table. He and it tittered and fell to the floor Gaz's coffee mug slid from the table and smashed. The nearly black liquid covered the floor. Gaz trudged through the steaming coffee and broken glass she bent down and lifted Dib to his feet by his shirt.
She glared at him, "Zim is not my boyfriend but…" her eyes lowered to the floor, "yeah, I think I will do that last thing, though. Thanks for helping me decide Dib." She let go of him and the warm sticky liquid below his feet caused him to slip before he could get his footing. Dib hissed in pain as a thick shard of glass lodged itself into his palm. He began to nurse the wound pulling the glass out and rocking back and forth, because we all know that makes the pain subside. It split had his hand in the center it was more than just a cut or a gash it was a trench formed in his palm! Blood immediately began to pool in his hand spilling over and dripping to the floor.
Gaz didn't see him fall and if she had she would have done nothing. From the instant she had released his shirt she had spun around and walked toward the front door. She heard him moaning in pain but she didn't care. He really had been the final straw. What's the point of living on this planet if every organism, including her family, were just idiotic! She had considered the thought that maybe if there could be just one person could redeem the human race it was in her family. Someone with the same genetic make up would definitely he help her decision. Well she had been right. Dib had just shown her that even the being that genetically was the closest to her he was still a horrible idiot! She began walking toward Zim's to tell him her decision.
Dib continued to rock he was now sitting in a pool of coffee mixed with blood (A/N: I just like to add an injury in all my stories. This basically has nothing to do with the plot! But its fun to write) "Hospital." He lifted himself off the floor and staggered into the street to find medical attention. He really didn't feel like bleeding to death. He had to find help some one had to be willing to save him!
"Dark pretty, dark pretty." Tenna muttered holding dresses in front of her pajamas. Her long blonde hair was tied back with a blue scrunchy but a lot was escaping out the side. It was okay she was just wearing it to be able to get a full view of what colors go with her face. After storming off Tenna had decided that Dib may not have been cheating but she could tell there was something in his eye saying that he might!
"Dark pretty!" she squealed finally finding an out fit. Tenna decided to rush right over to Dib's. After ten minutes she was ready. Tenna was now wearing clunky black buckled boots. She had on red stocking and a red plaid halter-top dress with black trim. Her blonde hair was ruffled up. Making it look messy but an on purpose messy. Her green eyes seemed to glow with the ring of black surrounding it. She touched up the crimson lipstick and nodded at her appearance. Then she put Dib's jacket over it and a pair of dark sunglasses and a hat. She wanted Dib to like how she looked but God forbid one of her friends should recognize the normally yellow clad teen. She blew a kiss at her reflection (god she's so conceded!) and set out. She was about half way there when she found Dib in the street with a woozy expression and with blood pouring from his hand.
Zim sat in his labs in front of a huge computer screen. His eyes were narrowed and small beads of light green sweat had collected on his forehead. His gloved fingers flew over the keyboard at lightening speed …finally a siren sounded and he cried out in despair. The screen flashed, "Game Over" Zim pounded his fists over the keys in frustration, "Stupid game!"
"MASTER!" the computer shouted, "THERE'S SOMEONE AT THE DOOR!"
"Eh!" Zim squeaked, "Who is it? The Dib?"
"SCANNING, SCANNING! THE ORGANISM BEHIND THE DOOR IS THE HUMAN GAZ, SIBLING OF DIB." Zim glanced around the room thinking, "Computer, arm the lasers but do not attack unless I give the word." He stood up and walked over to the refrigerator elevator. It was beginning be the only one he could use with out dislocating something while going down or up. He opened the door and stumbled out of the fridge. While in the elevator he had placed his contacts in and thrown on the wig. Zim rushed to the door and threw it open.
"Eh?" he squeaked looking at Gaz. She looked odd; it wasn't just the messed up pigtails but something about her face. Normally there was hate, anger, spite, all the things that make Gaz Gaz! She was just staring blankly at the ground, "Yes," she said before he could do anything. For a moment he didn't think than he got it. We all have moments of thought delay, and that's what happened to Zim. He processed in his mind, "Yes? Yes what? Yes to a question I must have asked, yes to that she will help me… wait! Yes! Zim has an ally!"
"Gaz thing! This is great!" he froze then growled, "Why are you just standing there come into the bass unless you're a spy for the Dib! In which case I will know and the computer will make your living stop! So why aren't you coming in, huh!" Gaz rolled her eyes and shoved Zim out of the way. He had asked her in but did not move he left her with little recourse. She shut the door and flopped on to the couch next to Gir, "I'm not a spy and you know it. You know I want nothing to do with my idiot brother or this planet." She lifted the remote and began to flip through the channels.
Tenna and Dib walked out of the hospital holding hands (the uninjured one). She smiled sympathetically at him. She had found him gushing blood like there was no end. She had tried to drag him to the hospital but that had gotten them three feet in the wrong direction and her a hurt back. So she did the logical thing, she waved down a driver and after they agreed to drive her and a friend she dragged him into the back seat. They were dropped off and the two rushed to the emergency room. They would have had to wait but everyone was grossed out by Dib's bloody hand and blood covered clothes.
"Thanks Tenn," he said.
"You welcome Dib. So what do you think?" she stepped back to let him look her over. He grinned he had never seen Tenna like this before.
"I think you look great."
"Thank you I did it just for-" her wrist began to beep. She raised the sleeve and gasped, "Oh my God! Sorry Dib I gotta go! I have to meet some friends at the mall in three hours and I have to get ready!" she began to run off. She didn't even say good-bye. Dib's shoulders sagged. There was always something about her to make him question her feelings. She would go through the trouble of dressing in hot topic attire to prove a point but then turn around and run off to go to Abercrombie and Finch with her rainbow bitch friends. He sighed but decided, "It's for the best. If I brought her to-oh crap!" he had gotten distracted and easily so, what with the massive blood loss. He had to stop Zim and Gaz. He began to run toward the alien bass.
"Watch Gaz! Watch as I bring an end to this horrible little dirt THING!" Zim screamed excitedly.
"Whatever." Gaz said as she straightened her pigtails in a reflective piece of metal. Zim grinned evilly at her and pounded his index finger down over a button. Let's say the enter button but on an Irken computer. His eyes were huge with expectation as the computer made a charging hissing noise. Gir was off at some dance club and Gaz was still not paying attention. Just seething. Then…nothing happened. Five seconds passed, then ten, then thirty, then a minute, then two, and then finally five minutes had disappeared. Gaz raised an eyebrow, "I think it's broke." Zim's smile disappeared instantly. He began to type and screamed, "COMPUTER! What's wrong!"
"Sensors show that the rockets are unarmed and must be turned on manually."
"Why didn't you tell me this when I was out there planting them?"
"I dunno." It responded absentmindedly (do computers have minds?). Zim growled and turned to Gaz, "It seems that we will not be able to destroy the earth this instant. We must travel to where the engine rockets are planted to activate them. We can depart right now."
"Where are they at?" she asked.
"At the magnetic poles of your planet and the equator…also of you planet." He responded. Zim didn't have to wait but a second before she said.
"Yeah okay but I need my jacket." She walked toward the elevator and turned around as she reached the doorway, "I'm going to run home, get it, and come back. It'll be like ten minutes." Then she was gone.
Tenna ran her fingers through her silky blonde hair. She was proud of it. Not every girl could not only grow their hair out this long but also keep it looking great! All traces of black make-up and Goth clothing had been washed away and hidden deep within her closet. She picked up her purse and tightened the strap on her heeled sandal before walking out. As she locked the front door to her family's house her cell phone rang. She flipped it open and in that really preppy higher than usual voice said, "Hello?" there was a pause of dead silence then a voice spoke calmly and quietly, "Tenna. We need to talk." It was a familiar voice but she couldn't place it, "Uh, Xandria?"
"Meet me in the park in twenty minutes." The caller didn't answer the question of their identity, "We need to talk about Dib." They said softly and hung up. Tenna's eyes grew big. Who knew about her and Dib? It wasn't any of her friends because if even one found out they would all know and she would receive a call telling her, "Oh uh, too many girls are coming today. Can you not come today. I mean you come every week we need to let some of the other girls come with out looking like there's a million and half of us. You understand right, sweetie? Great bye!" she had heard them say this many times in the past. That meant you had failed and was out of the clique. For good. She had to find out what this person knew. Tenna's guts squeezed, "I am a horrible girlfriend." She said out loud but went to find out who knew and if she would have to bribe them into silence. She headed in the opposite direction of the mall and safety. ( - that's called foreshadowing).
TO BE CONTINUED…
I'm sorrrrrrrrrrry! I am so sorry that took so freaking long! Like I said I was on vacation and nowhere near my computer. I'm going to Colorado for two weeks so that's how long you have to wait for the next chapter. But hey! I just jumped off the plane acknowledged my family who haven't seen me in three weeks then ran into my room and finished this damned chapter. Thanks so much to those who have been patient enough to wait for this chapter. And I'd also like to thank those of you who did not send me big explodey bombs through e-mail. They hurt. A lot. Any way be patient PLEASE! After I get back from Colorado then I'm here for the rest of the summer to do nothing but type! Yay! PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!