/Tapangowa and Torna sitting on the floor, sharing a bowl of popcorn. In the background, Jhonen is tied down to a chair with a bandana tied around his mouth, and doesn't look too happy about it./
Tapan: I survived! And with the help of my buddy, Torn Torn, we got him down!
Torna/ walks over to Jhonen/ I wonder what he has in his pockets begins to search.
Jhon: 0.0 /struggled in vain to get away./
Torna: lets see. Some money, skiddles, that big sticky hand thing…hey! holds up a piece of paper a list of Slash fans!
Tapan: really? Wow! Anywho, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: even though I have the owner tied to a chair, I myself don't own Invader Zim.
Warning: Slash! Once again, flame if you wish… I really don't care.
The two humans and the disguised robot stood in front of two doors. One of them was marked MEN, the other one marked WOMEN.
GIR hummed to himself as Dib and Deb glanced from door to door, then they looked at each other.
Dib shrugged. "I guess it depends on which ones empty."
Deb nodded. "We should check then shouldn't we."
With that, they walked into their respective rooms to check for people.
"This one's empty!" Dib walked out.
The girl stuck her head out. "So is this one."
They stood in silence again, until Dib pulled a coin out of his pocket and flipped it. "Call it."
"Heads."
He caught the coin and put it to the back of his other hand, then looked down at it. "It's tails."
The female paranormalist stepped out of the doorway. "So, Men's room it is." They both walk in, taking GIR with them
((Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods?))
"Crowbar?" Deb put her hand out as Dib placed the piece of metal in it
"Crowbar." He looked up at the vent they were going to climb into. "That's pretty high up. I don't think you'll be able to open it like that."
Deb paused, looked down at her counterpart and then looked back up. "You're right. GIR!"
"Yup!"
"I need you to help." The little robot walked over to Deb's side. "I'm gonna boost you up and you pry the air vent open."
"Okkie dokkie!" the robot jumped into Deb's arms and was lifted until he was about even with the vent. Not bothering to take the crowbar from Deb, his puppy hood fell back and out of the top of his head came a laser. Carefully aiming, he cut the metal vent off and let it drop.
It landed on Deb's head. "Ow! Hey!"
"Oppsies!" that's all he said before he jumped out of Deb's hand and into the vent, leaving the two humans with yet another problem.
"Um, how are we gonna get up?"
The girl turned to Dib, smiling.
((Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?))
"Okay a little to the left." Deb, now sitting on Dib's shoulders, directed the boy the way to go. "Okay that's too far. Careful of the toilet."
"Could you just get up there?" his knees threatened to buckle. "Do you realize how heavy you are?"
Without hesitation, Deb punched him in the head.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Just take a guess! Now, hold still!" Deb grabbed onto the opening and pulled herself in. with extreme difficultly, she managed to turn around and lean out to grab Dib and pull him in. the boy hit his head hard on the way in, which GIR found amusing and began to giggle.
Then someone walked into the bathroom to see Dib's boot crawling in about a stall.
"Hey! What're you doing?"
The boy's eyes widened. Quickly, he forced his voice deeper. "Well, I'm fixing the air conditioners. They broke and stuff."
The man went silent. "Oh okay then!"
Deb crawled backward a little, before sighing. "I'm not even gonna try to turn around again."
Dib looked past her a ways. "It opens up a little farther down. Just go backwards."
Deb nodded, and then started moving backwards. GIR walked in front of them without a problem.
Once in the clearing, Deb turned around, almost kicking her counterpart in the process. She looked back at him, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, Dib." She looked forward. "Who has the map?"
GIR raised his hand then pulled the paper out from behind his back. "It's smells like moth balls!"
Sighing, Deb took it and opened it up. "Okay, they're a ways down. Better get going. GIR, we're going to let you out in this room." She pointed at the room over from the one with Tam and Zim. "That's where you do your thing, then come find us, okay."
"Yupperooskies!"
They then continued down the vent.
((Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need))
"The female's getting slightly hostile. What should we do?"
One of the men looked up at the tank and snorted. "Let her try and get out. I doubt she will."
Inside the tank, Tam pushed herself off one wall into the other side, in hoped to break it. It didn't even budge. Growling, she sank slightly, rubbing her sore arm. She glance over at Zim to see his eye twitch open, then shut again.
She allowed herself to float over to the side and put her hands on the tank. "ZIM, YOU MORON! WAKE UP!" her voice was numbed by the liquid.
Realizing this, she allowed the spider legs to come out and began to claw at the sides, as Zim's pack did earlier. It did little good.
Now in complete psycho mode, any form of laser she had came out of the pack until she exhausted herself and had to stop.
The scientist simply watched her vain attempts of escape. Their gazes annoyed her.
So she gave them the finger.
"Do you think that's some form of greeting on her planet?" the men all mutter to what the meaning could be.
No you idiot! Now let me out! The irken continued to bang on the glass. She was getting a headache.
The humans in the room didn't care.
Sighing the best she could, her hands slide down to her sides. She remembered back to when she put Deb into a tank similar to this, only it played with time. That was a while back. And then the poor girl became stuck in slow motion. Needless to say, she was not too happy when she returned to normal.
Tam couldn't help but allow herself a few snickers. This caused the men below to look up at her again.
Jeez, I can't even move without these guys watching me. Isn't it bad enough that they took my clothes? She glanced over at Zim's tank once again to see he wasn't in his protective ball any more. But he was by no means awake.
The wires tangled themselves around his legs in order to straighten him out. He didn't seem to offer any form of resistance.
The men gathered around him, taking notes as they observed the male irken.
Tam rammed herself into the glass once again.
((I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight))
Crawling through the metal vent carefully, the two humans struggled as GIR just skipped along, humming to himself.
Stopping for a minute, Deb glanced at the map, then at the vent before her. Shaking her head, she tucked the map under her arm and crawled on.
Dib, however, didn't see the vent and almost fell through. He gasped slightly, causing Deb to snap her head around the find out what went wrong.
"Be careful!" she hissed lightly before continuing on. Dib sighed and followed behind.
A few minutes later, the trio came across another vent. Once again, she pulled out the map, studied it, and then smiled. "This is where you get off, GIR."
The little robot squealed and clapped happily as the humans pried open the vent.
Moving it out of the way, Deb turned to GIR. "Once you're done, find us and we'll get out of here, okay?"
"Do I get my suck munkey?"
Deb sighed. "Yeah, why not?"
"And a large popcorn?"
"Um, okay."
And a trip to the moon with all me pals and the leprechauns that speak German?"
"Yeah, whatever! Just go!"
GIR's demeanor became serious as he saluted and jumped through the vent and to the ground below.
Closing it up, Deb smirked at Dib, who nodded back. The two then crawled on.
((I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life))
The men stood around the green puppy, puzzled.
"Where did it come from?"
"Is it a ghost?"
"Maybe the little guy escaped from the chubercaubra alien crossbreeding section."
GIR just looked back and forth as the men continued to wonder where he came from.
After a moment, GIR cleared his throat slightly before a voice recording of Gim came on. "Hello guys. I would like to give you a little present. I think it will be very useful in your research."
GIR's hood popped off and his head opened up and out came an alien grenade.
"Here's yous present, mister!" the robot threw it to one of the men, who (like an idiot) caught it. It exploded, spraying an acid like substance at him. The man cried out in pain.
As this was happening, GIR jumped on the top of another person's head, his eyes now red. The little compartment in his head opened once again and out came a stapler. He took it in his little hands, put it up to the person's ear and stapled it to his head.
The man joined his companion in the panicked scrams as the little terror jumped off him and onto the computers, which he easily smashed in.
Slowly, another worker walked up to GIR slowly. "Okay there, little guy. That's enough. Maybe you should go back to where you came from."
Slowly, GIRs head turned around in a very exorcist fashion. The guy squeaked and the insane SIR unit glared at him.
The screams continued.
((Somewhere after midnight
in my wildest fantasy
somewhere just beyond my reach
there's someone reaching back for me))
"Zim." The irken whipped around at the light whispers of his name. This had been the tenth time someone called to him.
It was getting really annoying.
"Who the hell are you? What do you want?" he glared at the black void, daring someone to appear.
No one did.
Shaking slightly, Zim collapsed to his knees and punched the "ground" lightly. The impact became harder with each hit until he screamed out and nearly broke his hand.
As a pain shot up his arm, he glared at the floor, as if it was it that was all to blame. He wiped at his eye lightly, then looked down at his gloved hand to find it wet.
"What? Tears?" he stood up and shook the droplets off. "Zim does not cry!"
Then he found a pair of arms circle around behind him in a hug.
He looked down at them and followed the arms around to find Dib smiling back down at him.
"Hello, space boy." The name lacked its original bite as he spoke.
The alien blushed slightly as the taller boy leaned in and kissed him.
Zim pulled away. "Where am I?"
Dib sighed and cupped Zim chin lightly. "You, my friend, are dreaming."
They stood in that position in silence for a second. Before:
"Am I dead?"
The paranormalist blinked. "No! I just told you where you are!" he paused. "Man, Zim. We were having a nice moment too."
"Oh…so I didn't die?"
"No, you idiot!"
"Okay, mister smarty then where am I?" the alien put his hands on his hips, glaring at the human.
"Okay, Zim, listen. You're not dead, just in a deep dream-like state. But don't worry, you'll be fine soon enough."
"Oh, okay." He paused. "So I'm not dead."
Chuckling, Dib hugged his mate. "You're catching on."
((Racing on the thunder end rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet))
"Okay, this is it." Deb looked up nervously. "You ready?"
With a deep breath, the boy cleaned the cobwebs off his hair and spoke. "As ready at I'll ever be."
She nodded then began to tend to the cover, with the help of Dib. After pulling it off, she looked at Dib, silently instructing him to go through first.
Nodding, he jumped through. None of the men his landing, they were busy studying the irken male.
As Dib saw this, a surge of jealously and the need to protect lit up his body, seeming to give him more guts than any form of adrenaline or testosterone could do.
Seeing some metal piece, he picked it up and began to walk over to the men, ignoring Tam's silent protest.
He then began to hit each and every man in the head.
As he was doing this, Deb dropped down, her eyes widening as she saw him beat on one guy in particular.
"Dib? Dib. DIB!" she grabbed him by the shoulder in order to make him stop.
The boy stood up straight, panting and glaring down at the bodies.
Deb chuckled and patted the boy on the back. "Never mess with Dib's man, eh?"
The boy's face turned red from both the activity and the embarrassment as they tended to the irkens.
Tam stared back down at Deb. Their eyes caught each other for a moment before the female irken smiled weakly.
Tearing her eyes away, Deb looked over at Dib, who was using the metal he found to try and break the glass of Zim's container.
"Uh, Dib?"
He didn't respond. Deb shrugged as she pressed a few buttons before her, which opened Tam's tank. The irken fell out, coughing up a mouthful of the fluids in the tank.
Deb offered a hand to Tam. "Are you okay?"
Tam took the hand and smiled a psycho's smile. "I've seen worse wounds in battles you could only imagine, human." She tried to stand, only to find her legs unable to hold her weight.
Deb frowned, then looked over at Dib. Rolling her eyes, she left Tam's side for the moment and walked between Dib and the tank.
Pressing the buttons, Zim soon fell out and lay on the ground, motionless. The wires tore from his back lightly, leaving the hole where his pack should be.
"You have to get his pak, or he'll die." Tam pointed at a box covered by a long cloth. "It's in there."
Dib walked up to the box as it began to move. Pulling the cloth off, he saw the pack pacing in its glass cage. Opening it, the pack jumped out and landed behind him. Panicked, it ran around before it saw Zim lying on the ground. With urgency, it walked over to Zim, and reattached itself to his back.
He didn't wake up.
"What's wrong? Shouldn't he be fine now?" Deb looked over at Tam.
She pulled herself over to check it out. "They must've done something, but we can't worry about that now. We have to get out of her before--"
The sound of alarms rung throughout the building.
Tam sighed. "That happens. Deb! Help me get up!"
"No time." The human female knelt down and pulled tam onto her back. Immediately, the green girl's arms circled around her partner's neck.
Dib simply lifted Zim before Tam stopped him.
"Dib, get Zim on your back!"
"How's that gonna work? He can't hold on."
"Just trust me!"
After a moment's hesitation and another moment struggling with the irken, Dib got Zim on his back in the same fashion, with Zim lying limp against his spine.
Quickly, Tam pressed a few things on Zim's pack, causing the spider legs to come out and circle around Dib's chest. The human squeaked as he felt the metal claws against his shirt.
"Okay! Let's go now!" Tam pointed forward and bucked lightly as if Deb was a horse. The human ignored it and moved on.
((I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight))
"There they are! Get em!"
"Block all the doorways!"
The two humans ran down the hallways with the irkens on their backs and the guards on their heels. Never once did they dare glance back, Tam did that for them. She even gave the men a good swipe with a few lasers.
Yet, they kept coming.
"Don't these guys know when to quit?" Deb kept her eyes forward as she spoke.
As she ran, she saw GIR tearing at a guy's ear with little metal teeth. The man was screaming out in pain, clawing his way out into the hall.
Tam looked forward to see the sight. "GIR?"
At the sound of his master's voice, his crimson eyes turned back to their original happy blue. He looked up at them. "Hiya, Master!"
Quickly, Tam wrapped her spider legs around Deb, using one of them to lift GIR and placed the little robot in her arms.
"GIR?" the robot's head shot around to see Tam's eyes tearing, a small smile on her face. "I've never felt so proud of you as I do right now." She hugged the robot close.
He goggled in response.
"Yeah, good work, GIR. Now lets get the hell out of here." Deb turned the corner into a room, only keeping the door open long enough for Dib to follow her suit. Outside the door, they heard the men trample passed.
Tam looked out the door, still on Deb's back. "I think we should stay here for a while.
Deb nodded.
"Hey! How'd we get to the third floor?" Dib looked out the window, to see the ground farther down than it should be.
"The third floor!" Deb walked over to the window and looked out. Seeing the boy was right, she groaned loudly.
Which was heard by the guards outside.
"You idiot!" Tam hit her upside the head.
((I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life))
the door flew open, revealing heavily armed men and one scientist.
The scientist adjusted her huge glasses and looked up at the two. "I know you don't want to fight. All you have to do is hand over the aliens and you will not be penalized." She put out her arms as if the teenagers will just hand them over.
Tam growled lightly, silently telling Deb her feelings on the subject.
Dib tightened his grip on Zim's legs protectively. "Like hell we'll hand them over to you!"
Deb nodded in response. " You'll have to pry them from our cold, dead fingers!"
The woman frowned then shook her head. "I'm sorry you feel that way, but you seem so stubborn. If that's the way you feel, then will have to take them by force." The men started forward, causing the two to back up in order to keep space between them. "You will NOT be leaving the building with the aliens."
"Deb?" the girl looked over at her counterpart, slightly nervous. He stared forward at the men, his jaw locked. "I'm going to do something stupid."
"What?"
He didn't respond, instead, he charged forward into the men, throwing his shoulder into anyone he could.
Soon, they all closed around him. He jumped off a shorter guys head and made himself a path.
One of the men cocked his gun, before the scientist stopped him. "No! you'll hit the specimen!"
Deb soon followed the suit, plowing into anyone she could.
Until the two were hopelessly outnumbered.
Then a gun went off, and a familiar bat hit a couple of the men on the head, knocking them unconscious.
((Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me))
In the new opening were two figures. The closer one took the bat away from the man's head and snorted lightly.
Gim snorted. "You call this a rescue?"
The girl with the gun walked up. "Hmph! Some rescue!" she stopped next to the magenta hair boy.
Dib's eyes widened. "Gaz?"
Gaz looked up at her older brother as he stepped up to her.
"Gaz, what are you doing he--" his face snapped painfully as she slapped him.
She glared at him. "What the hell do you think you were doing? You idiot! You could've gotten yourself killed, along with Zim!"
Dib stared at her, astonished. /was Gaz…worried/he shook off the thought and traded it in for a smile.
Gaz blinked when she saw it. "What?"
If Dib had a free hand to hug her, he would. "I'm just so happy to see you!"
Her eyes squinted. "Yeah, yeah. Let's just get out of here."
The dysfunctional group ran down the hallway.
Until they were once again chased down the halls. The group ran, Gaz used her gun until it ran out of bullets, then threw it at one of them, knocking him out.
Gim bashed anyone he could with the bat. The only problem was it was only good if they got too close. He would, however, smash it in to different things in the hallway, in hopes of pushing it in the way.
Tam was the only real help out of the group. She would turn around every so often and shoot a laser or two at the men from her pack. Although, she couldn't really keep it up for long, then had to rest.
Then the group met the dreaded dead end! The only think that could be used as an escape was the widow before them. Unfortunately, they were still on the third floor.
"What are we going to do?" Deb looked around. Nothing could be used as a weapon, and Tam was already drained as it was.
Then, Dib realized something. "Where's Gim and GIR?"
A horn beeped out the window. Looking outside, they saw a pickup truck full of some form of foam. On the roof of the car, GIR looked up, waving at them.
"Put the aliens down." Gaz instructed harshly. "We have our escape route."
((Through the wind end the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood))
"Out the window?"
"Out the window."
"That's insane!"
"Who ever accused us of being sane?" Gaz looked back as men were heard down the hall. "Besides, unless you know of a secret exit, we have no choice."
They hesitated, but lowered the irkens to the ground.
Gaz didn't like the hesitation. "Go! Now!"
Out of fear, Dib jumped out the window without a second guess. Gasping and biting back a scream, he landed in the foamy stuff to find it very similar to packing peanuts.
Up above, Deb crossed her arms. "I'm not going."
Gaz glared, then nodded. "Okay fine." Her eyes widened and she pointed behind the paranormalist. "Look, Deb! A ghost!"
The older girl turned. "Huh? Where?"
This is where Gaz pushed her out the window. "I can't believe she fell for that."
Tam and Gaz gazed at each other for a moment, thinking how this was going to work.
"You'll have to throw me, Human."
"Seems about right." Quickly she picked Tam up, hung her out the window and dropped her into Deb's waiting arms. The impact knocked her back into the peanuts.
Three down, one to go.
She looked at the passed out Zim, thinking. She didn't want to make whatever was wrong worse. Hell she'd never hear the end of it.
The men were insight, but far down the hallway.
With some quick thinking, Gaz grabbed Zim by the arm and began to lower him slowly. Things were flowing nice and easily.
Until Zim woke up.
"Uh… wha..?"His eyes looked down lazily, and then snapped open when he realized he was hanging from a window. "AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" he clung to the arm holding him tightly, not bothering to look up.
Gaz growled. "Good morning, Zim. Now let go!" she shook her arm.
The irken tightened his grip and shook his head. "No!"
"yes!"
"no!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
Gaz snarled, then leaned forward and did the unthinkable.
She bit down hard into the green skin.
With a loud yelp, Zim let go falling onto Dib.
At this point the guards were right next to her.
Without thinking, Gaz jumped. The guards' hands grazed her, but missed her none-the-less.
Once she landed, she opened the window to the front. "Go!"
Just as the words escaped her lips, Gim pressed down hard on the gas, making the car rush down the road.
Many people dived out of the way in order to avoid the giant speeding truck and it's very reckless, very inexperienced driver.
Without much effort, the truck ran over the fence, and they were gone.
Tapan: wow! This chapter got pretty long, I am amazed!
Torna/holding some odd/ remote hey! What's this thingy?
Tapan: where'd you find that?
Torna: Jhonen's pocket.
Jhon/looks defeated/
Tapan: let me see it/grabs it/
Torna/pulls at it/ no, I'm looking at it!
Tapan n Torna/ tugging on the device back and forth until it shoots a ray right at Jhonen./
Tapan: um, oops. throws it at Torna you can have it.
Torna: y-you made him disappear…. Without pants!
Pants: meow!
Tapan: did Jhonen keep a cat in his pants?
Jhon/in kitty form, out of the pants/ you idiots! Look what you did to me! I swear when I turn back to normal!… /watches their stares./ what?
Tapan: aww! He's so cute/pulls the Jhonen Kitty into a hug./
JhKitty: hey! No! stop!
Tapan: can I keep him, torna?
Torna:….yeah I guess so.
Tapan/still hugging kitty./ Yay! So R&R people! It makes me happy when people review!
JhKitty: I'm going to KILL you!