Sup everyone. My second chapter is up, and I think you will enjoy it. ENJOY IT…starting…no…no…no…no…no…now!
Disclaimer – I don't own Invader Zim or Aqua Teen Hunger Force. I do, however, own the soap in my bathroom. STAY AWAY FROM IT!
Zim's New Slave
By Sanoon
Chapter 2: Claiming the Prize
It was, again, another rainy, storming day on the South Jersey Shore. The large, blank castle that housed the maniacal madman named Dr. Weird was, as always, dark and gloomy.
Steve was standing alone in the lab, waiting for Dr. Weird to show up. He was a bit late today. Steve was starting to daydream about when he would be the lead scientist, and he would have someone to boss around. He was taken away from his little fantasy world when Dr. Weird came running into the lab shouting,
"RUN STEVE, RUN!"
"What?" Steve asked, confused at what Dr. Weird was trying to tell him.
"RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!" Dr. Weird yelled.
Steve started to run. He continued running till he was at the bridge that led off to a secret portion of the lab. The bridge was old, and very weak. If that wasn't bad enough, it was storming out, and the water below was very rough, not to mention the sharp rocks. But, Steve didn't stop. He continued on the bridge, and it snapped, sending Steve to the raging sea.
Meanwhile, after Steve ran out of the lab, Dr. Weird walked over to one of the many computers and said, "Finally, I can use the internet for what it was really meant for." Dr. Weird lifted his head back when he laughed, and he then moved the mouse and clicked on the Internet symbol. The Internet opens up and starts to display Asian porn.
Knock, knock, knock came the noise from the cup-shaped door. Shake opened the door, and looked around. He didn't see anything. But then, he heard some strange sound below him. He looked down and saw a small green creature with a horrible hairstyle and large beady eyes, staring at him. "Whad'ya want?" Shake asked.
Instead of a reply, the small creature screamed.
Shake screamed back at him, not in fear, but in a mocking, angry way. After they both stopped, Shake frowned, and said. "There! Do you like it when people scream at you?"
"You…look…so…creeeeepy," Zim said, after recovering from the shock of seeing a giant milkshake-cup thing.
"I'm creepy!" Shake yelled. "Have you looked at yourself recently. Green must be a natural color now."
"It's a skin condition," Zim said in defense.
"Yea, right, and I'm your mother," Shake replied.
"HEY!" Zim yelled. "DO NOT INSULT THE GREAT ZIM, HUMAN…cup thing!" Zim yelled.
"WOW!" Shake said, laughing. "You're the biggest loser ever. Go back to loserville, loser."
"Do not insult ZIM!" Zim yelled again.
Shake stopped laughing for a few seconds. "Wait a minute. Zim. You're the one who wants to buy Meatwad."
"Yes deformed cup-thing. I am here to collect my prize," Zim said, calming himself down.
"Yea, he's right in here. Come on in, but don't touch anything, or I'll get someone to hurt you."
Zim slowly entered the house, and jumped when he saw a giant meatball watching TV.
"Meatwad!" Shake yelled. "Time for that trip I was talking about."
"Alright, field trip," Meatwad said from the chair. "The bus is finally here?"
"Yea," Shake said, laughing. "The bus is here."
"It's about damn time," Meatwad said. "I've been waiting for four days. I wanna go on a field trip." Meatwad jumped off of the chair, and rolled over to the door. He stopped to look at Zim. "Who's this?" he asked.
"He's the camp counselor," Shake said, laughing. "Have fun buddy."
"Alright, wait. I need to pack my things," Meatwad said. "I'll be a few minutes." He rolled of into the hallway to pack his things.
"You better hurry, Meatwad," Shake said. "Or else the bus will leave, and you'll miss the trip."
"NOOO!" Meatwad yelled from the other room.
"Excuse me cup-thing," Zim said. "Where is my slave?"
"That was him," Shake said, laughing. "He's yours, for $12.00."
"That thing!" Zim yelled. "It isn't fit to serve this mighty Irken invader!" Zim yelled, then hit himself when he realized what he said.
"Irken?" Shake asked, laughing. "What is that, you're Boy Scout troop?"
"NO, you PITIFUL Earth stink!" Zim yelled. After a few minutes of thought, he reached into his pocket. He pulled out $12.00 and threw it at the giant cup. "Take your PATHETIC Earth monies."
"You don't have to be a jackass about it," Shake said, picking up the money on the floor.
At that moment, GIR jumped through the window. His dog disguise was on. For safety reasons, Zim had ordered GIR to remain in the voot runner. Clearly GIR listens to Zim. "MASTER!" GIR yelled. "I found a peanut!"
"GIR!" Zim yelled.
At that time, Meatwad came back out holding Duey, Vinessa, and Boxy Brown. "I'm ready to…is that a dog?" Meatwad said with joy. "I always wanted a dog!" Meatwad rolled over to GIR and hugged him.
GIR returned the hug, and said, "I love youuuu."
"Ya hear that," Meatwad said. "Dis dog likes me."
"GIR! Stop touching the new slave," Zim yelled as Shake said,
"What, are you kidding? He's probably going to die now because of your meat germs. Ya know, you should be ashamed of yourself for killing an innocent puppy. Now his owner is going to come over here and arrest you, and do you know what's going to happen then? That's right, you'll go to jail, and then everyone will laugh at you."
"NOOOOOOOO!" Meatwad yelled.
"ENOUGH!" Zim yelled. He yelled so loud, in fact, that the sound broke the other window that GIR didn't jump through. "Can we just go now?" This was all too much for Zim to try and think about. He just wanted to leave as quickly as possible, with his new slave. Even though he seemed calm…ish, he was very nervous. He had never seen anything like those creatures before him. The only reason he could keep his cool, was that he had had a very long time to practice for situations…close to this.
"Ohh, yea, lets get going. I want to go to camp," Meatwad said. He rolled over to Zim and grabbed his hand, and said in the process, "Can you hold my hand to the bus, cause, ya know, there's demons out there."
Zim yelled in pain as Meatwad's meaty hand burned his green skin though the gloves. "DON'T TOUCH ME MEAT DEMON," Zim yelled as he knocked Meatwad's hand away.
Meatwad started to cry. It was a strange, high pitch cry. GIR hugged Meatwad to try to cheer him up, and it worked. Meatwad almost stopped instantly.
"Ohh, look at the time," Shake said. "Ya know, you guys should leave before Frylock comes home."
"But I didn't get to say goodbye to him," Meawad said in a sad voice.
"Don't worry," Shake said, "I'll tell him you said goodbye."
"Really," Meatwad said. "Thanks Shake."
"Ahem."
"Ohh sorry. Thanks Master Shake."
"That's better."
"Excuse me," Zim said, extremely annoyed. "Can, we just leave now. I have many important things to do."
It only took a few more minutes to get Meatwad out of the house. Outside, Zim, GIR, and Meatwad were heading to the side of the house to enter Zim's voot runner. They were stopped when Meatwad's neighbor walked over to them.
"Hey Carl," Meatwad said.
"Who's this," Carl said, pointing towards Zim. "Your frikin' boyfriend."
"Naw Carl," Meatwad said. "He's my camp…camp…camp."
"Overlord," Zim finished for him.
"Yea, camp overlord," Meatwad said.
"Enough human!" Zim yelled. "I'm tired of waiting. I want to get my new slave home."
"What, you mean him," Carl said, pointing towards Meatwad.
"Yes human, him," Zim said, angrily
"Frikin' awesome," Carl said, almost laughing. "But before you do, I need a few minutes with him."
Fine, fine," Zim said. "Make it quick."
"All right meat man," Carl said with a deep annoyance in his voice after they moved to the front of his house. "Tell me this one simple thing."
"K', shoot," Meatwad said.
"Why…ohh why, are there penguins in my living room? Cause I know you had something to do with this."
"Aww Carl, don't worry, they just need a place to crash after their escape from the zoo, ya know what I mean?" Meatwad asked.
"No, I don't," Carl said.
"Well, they just need a nice place to live for a short time, before they can, ya know, adjust to city society," Meatwad said calmly
"Super," Carl said, placing his hand on his forehead.
"They like water too," Meatwad said almost as an after thought.
"I am soooo pissed off right now," Carl said.
"Slave, lets go," Zim said from the voot runner.
"One second camp lord," Meatwad said from Carl's yard.
"Hey, I got another question for you," Carl said, heading over to the strange alien ship that was parked halfway on his side of the lawn.
"What is it human?" Zim asked, slightly annoyed.
"Well, what planet did you come from? Cause you ain't from here."
"WHAT!" Zim shouted "What gave away my impressive disguise?"
"Yea, everyone around here has green skin," Carl said, sarcastically.
"It's a skin condition," Zim said in defense.
"Of course it is," Carl said sarcastically. "You're like the millionth person I've seen with green skin."
"That's not what you look like?" Meatwad asked as he rolled around the voot cruiser with his dollies.
"You must never tell anyone, or I will crush your FILTHY skull into a million pieces!" Zim yelled.
"I couldn't care less that you're an alien," Carl said, almost laughing. "You think you're the first. Ugh-ugh. You not even close to as freaky as the other ones."
Zim raised an invisible eyebrow at Carl, shrugged off his comment, and turned to get in his voot runner, when GIR jumped onto the back of his head, shouting random comments. One of Zim's contacts fell out, and his wig fell off when GIR rubbed his head. "GIR, GET OFF, NOW!" Zim yelled
"Is this a wig," Meatwad asked. "Can I eat it?"
"I knew you weren't human," Carl said. "These eyes are horrible," Carl said, picking up the contact. "If you want, I can give my bud Terry a call, for a price."
"NOOOOOOOOO!" Zim yelled. "ENOUGH! Can we just go?" Carl tossed the contact over to Zim, which he quickly picked up. He then picked up the wig that Meatwad was about to eat. He put these items back on, and got back into his voot runner. GIR jumped in, followed by Meatwad. "I would kill you human, but I really don't want to be here any longer than I have to." With that, the voot runner took off into the air, and disappeared into the distance.
"Whatever," Carl said to himself. He walked to his front door when a taxicab stopped outside his house. The door opened up, and a small boy exited the car. He was wearing glasses and his hair was formed into a strange scythe style. He wore a large black trench coat, and black jeans. The most noticeable thing was his large head.
"Have you seen a small green boy named Zim?" He shouted to Carl after he got out of the cab.
That's the end of Chapter 2. I'll probably get around to Chapter 3 very quickly. Thanks all for reading. R&R. I LOVE writing Carl's lines.
Next chapter: Frylock comes home, and…well, you'll just have to wait to find out.
Published 12/24/05
Time to thank those who cared.
Penname wa Silver B – This is what you always wanted? Then prepare to get you're fulfillment. Thanks for the review
SavPixie – No, that was just pointless rant. Zim had no rock problems.
And the biggest person I'd like to thank would be:
AnimeFreak84 – Thank you for your reviews and continuous words of encouragement.:) Am I spared from Toyota Camry's wrath?