A/n: Sorry it took SO long to update. My dad screwed up my e-mail and between mid terms and figure skating, I've had almost no time to write. After reading through my last chapter I noticed that my little note said that no names were real, and I didn't use names... Also Colombo is a real city in Sri Lanka. Ryu was kind enough to be my beta reader again, so Yay Ryu!
Disclaimer Thingy: I do NOT own anything affiliated with Invader Zim... I do own Kalli so please don't steal her.
Chapter 12
What the Hell!
Kalli's flight from Sri Lanka wasn't much better than her flight to Sri Lanka. The only difference between the two was this time, she was sitting next to a screaming baby. After about 15 minutes of screaming, the baby's mom woke up and yelled at Kalli for "Traumatizing her perfect child". Kalli's eye twitched and she gave the woman a you've-got-to-be-kidding look before Kalli got her seat switched.
'What was a baby doing in Sri Lanka anyway...' But then Kalli remembered that the plane started it's flight in Mongolia and landed for a bit in Sri Lanka. 'Wait! That doesn't make any sense either...'
In some random alley
Two guys were laughing at the wad of money that the stupid green kid had given them.
"Heh, Drake was right, this kid was stupid." One of them said
"Yeah... Hey! Let's get some more oregano and see if we can fool 'dese oder people on the list." The other one suggested.
"Ok, I think my mom's got some..." The two men cackled and walked off.
In Zim's base
"Gir!" Zim shrieked.
"Yeesss?" Gir's head appeared out of an air vent.
"We'll be needing gardening supplies tomorrow for THIS!" Zim held out his ziplock bag triumphantly.
"That's Oregano!" Gir chirped happily.
"SILENCE!"
Back with Kalli
Kalli came home the next afternoon to an empty refrigerator.
'Dammit! Gir took all of my food!' Kalli unpacked and got changed for her excitement filled trip to the grocery store.
After locking her door she heard the familiar sound of Gir humming. Upon further investigation, Kalli found that Gir was carrying a bag of gardening supplies.
"Hi Gir..." Kalli called failing miserably at sounding unsuspicious.
"Well HI there!" Gir waved to Kalli which, in turn, dumped all the contents of Gir's bag on the front walkway.
"Oh... Let me help you with that Gir." Kalli said as she walked over to her neighbor's house. After getting Gir's things back into his bag, Kalli couldn't take it any longer.
"Gir, why do you need all of this gardening..." Kalli searched for a word and found it when her eyes fell onto a pair of tacky gardening gloves. "Shit!"
"Masta's growin' OREGANO!" Gir chirped happily. Kalli froze for a minute.
'Did Gir mean Weed, or is zim actually growing Oregano...' Kalli debated it for a few more seconds and decided she'd better check on the green guy.
"Here Gir, let me help you with that bag." Kalli managed to make it sound sincere.
"Okie dokie!" Gir handed her the bag and led her inside.
"Gir? Is that you?... You...Better gi... Give me the... sup-sup... The stuff." Kalli heard Zim croak that out from somewhere behind the dirt that was just sitting on the floor. Kalli walked around the mound of dirt to find Zim smoking... Oregano. Kalli couldn't help but laugh at him.
"And you think that humans are bad! At least WE can tell the difference between oregano and weed!" Kalli almost fell over laughing. When she noticed that Zim wasn't figuring it out she stopped laughing a bit to tell him the truth.
"It's impossible to get high off of Oregano... And yo-" Kalli's thoughts cut her off. "Waitaminute... YOU smoke weed! Zim! You can get arrested for that! Holy shit! It could kill you!" Kalli continued to rant on for a few minutes when Zim wasn't snapping out of his "faux high", she went to desperate measures.
"Gir, call the tallest!" Gir saluted and went to work. "I really hate to do this, but you're just too damn stupid for your own good." She began to drag Zim toward the TV. After dropping him on the floor gir had placed the call and he and Kalli waited for the tallest to pick up.
A/n: I'm really sorry this took SO long to get out but like I said, my dad screwed up my e-mail, and he was constantly on the computer trying to "fix" it. But I think it was pretty ok... Anyway, I am loving all of your ideas, you can still e-mail them to me I haven't picked one yet! This is One-Black-Balloon signing off!
