By animeninjaNIPPON
Everyone sat at the dinner table, but no one spoke. Zim served some odd kind of meat, but nobody ate it, especially not the Irkens. Gaz, dressed in the tattered remains of her undergarments, looked down at her plate as she chewed her vegetables. Dib was busy making a mountain of his peas, trying desperately to think of something other than the carnal love asylum around him.
Zim brandished a chainsaw to cut some more meat. "Why are you here, stinkbeast in the metal chair?" he asked Darkbootie.
"I'm here to find Iggins," he replied. Tak got up abruptly and ran to her room crying. "He was an apprentice of mine - "
"How come you never made ME your apprentice?" Dib whined.
"Because, as I was saying," Darkbootie continued, "he was a rather obnoxious child, but extremely clever." Tak's sobbing grew louder. "He had a great deal of knowledge that he picked up from playing Japanese imported video games that we felt we could use for discovering the paranormal.
"A while back, we discovered this alien brothel, and he went in to investigate, despite our protests. When he finally came back, his clothes were torn but he had a smile upon his face. He said he didn't need the Swollen Eyeball Network anymore, and he grew rebellious. He didn't even want his teddy bear!"
"What a guy," Dib cheered.
"Yeah, yeah, makes you cry, I know." Gaz shoveled a spoonful of mashed potatoes into her mouth.
Zim's eyes narrowed. "You think you can PLAY UP the nonexistent EMOTIONS of ZIM?" he fumed, throwing off the tablecloth to reveal the remains of Iggins' body.
Gaz threw up on her plate. Dib nearly fainted, and Red caught him as he swooned.
"What is the meaning of this?" Darkbootie yelled.
"I'm NOT responsible for the actions of this PATHETIC planet," Zim announced.
"You are for this," Dib murmured from Red's arms. "And by the way, ANGER is an emotion, Zim."
Tak began wailing again.
"SHUT UPPP!" Zim screamed, leaving the dining room in a huff.
End of part twelve