Jhkitty/limps in, glaring at Torna/ I'm going to kick….your….ass…
Tapan: Jhonen! You're okay/hugs Jhkitty/ and you smell like a dumpster
Jhkitty: that's because that hellish vixen you call Torna threw me in a garbage truck!
Torna: did you at least have a nice trip!
Jhkitty/scratches Torna/ bite me, Devil woman!
Torna: why you little fur ball!
/Jhkitty and Torna start fighting/
Tapan: ah n.n everything's back to normal!
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, and I never will, you hear me! NEVER! But I do own Jay, and technically Tam and Deb, so please do not steal.
Warning: slash related stuff, a little cursing and ZADR. Flame if you wish, as usual.
All he knew is one minute he's in his laanun's lab, searching for the voot in order to run away for a while, the next he was.
Falling?
In mid air, Jay looked around then gasped as he fell to the ground of the lab. Slowly, he picked himself up and rubbed his backside in pain then looked around for whatever shot him. He couldn't find anything.
"I'll just have to get the voot some other time." He walked to the elevator and stuck his head out carefully, keeping an eye out for his irken mother. His eyes narrowed as he saw another irken in the house. The alien's antennae were shorter and suspended out of his head instead of falling down. This irken's eyes were the same exact shade of red as Tam's, but glazed over in boredom at the moment. This irken was definitely male.
And he was definitely not Jay's laanun.
The alien snapped his head in the direction of the elevator. Jay ducked inside, wincing as he heard the top slam shut. Pressing random buttons, the elevator began to descend lower, back into the lab. As soon as it stopped, Jay sprinted off and hid behind a piece of machinery, heart pounding.
The elevator could be heard as the unnamed irken stepped off, shuffling around suspiciously. After a moment, he called out. "I know you're in here! Come out of hiding, and face me!"
Jay glanced around, finding an abandoned old laser gun on the table a few feet away. Glancing back at the irken, he dove for it and grabbed it just as the older one saw him.
"Hey!" a blast shot off, just missing the bald green head. His eyes widened in surprise as Jay pointed the gun at him.
The irken raced his arms, praying the hybrid didn't fire.
Jay's arm shook. "Ok! Who are you and what the HELL are you doing in my house?"
"YOUR house! This is mine!"
"No it's not!"
"Yes it is!" the gun shot at the irken's feet, causing him to yelp and jump away. "Hey! You almost shot me!"
"Next time I won't miss!" he shot again, hitting the irken's leg.
He screamed in pain then held his leg.
Dib opened the door and sighed tiredly, throwing his keys on the table. He smiled at the couch and just plopped down on it, trying to take a moment's rest.
He shot back up, however, when he hear a familiar screech.
"Zim?" he ran in the direction of the elevator and got in, concerned.
As soon as it stopped, he stepped out. "Zim, are you alr—holy shit!" he stopped abruptly as he saw what was going on.
Jay turned the gun toward the human, his eyes wide at the uncanny similarities of these two and his parents.
Dib put his hands up, stepping forward slowly. "I don't know how you got down here, but I don't think this is the best way. So, just put the gun down and we'll talk about this."
Jay shook his head.
Dib sighed. "What's your name?" his voice stayed soft and compromising.
"Why should I tell you?" Jay snapped, gun hand shaking violently.
"That's fine! You don't have to." The paranormalist hunched over, trying not to intimidate or give the boy any reason to shoot. "Just, please. Put the gun down. I won't hurt you."
Zim started to shuffle over to Jay, still holding his injured leg.
Jay heard him and pointed the gun at him. "Don't move!" he moved back and forth, from Dib to Zim. "Either of you!"
The three stood in a stalemate for a moment.
Until Dib's watched beep. "Dib? Are you there?"
Pushing his trench coat off his wrist, he looked down at the watch. "Not the best time to be talking to you, Deb."
"But it's important. I need you to keep an eye out for--"
"Mom?" Jay dropped the gun at the sound of the woman's voice and walked over to Dib, grabbing his wrist. "Mom!"
"Jay! Oh thank god!" Deb looked thoroughly relieved.
Dib and Zim just watched, confused.
Then Zim spoke. "What's going on!"
An hour later, the communicator was hooked up to the giant screen in Zim's lab; the other dimension echoed the sentiment.
"And that's about everything."
Dib blinked. "So, he's your son."
Deb nodded. "That's right. Now all we need to do--" Deb was pushed out of the way harshly and Tam stepped in her place.
"Jay! What did I tell you about going into my lab! You KNOW not to go down here, but you did anyway! Once I get my hands on you…" the irken's claws were positioned like she was strangling something, a psychotically angry gleam in her eyes.
"As I was saying!" Deb pushed Tam out of the way, glaring in the alien's direction. "All we have to do is go there ourselves and Take Jay back." She paused, looking at the three boys. "But the machine broke."
"AGAIN?" Dib and Zim both said in unison.
"It must've broke when Jay dropped it! So, I guess he's stuck there until we fix it."
Jay's eyes widened. "What?"
Deb shrugged. "Hey, things like this happen! But, don't worry. We'll have you back here in no time!" she paused again. "Give us a week."
"A WEEK?"
"Yeah, that should be long enough." The human female pressed a few buttons on the panel in front of her. "Until the, be good. Dib, Zim; take care of my boy!" the screen shut off.
Tam blinked. "Why'd you tell them that? The dimension transmission device is fine!"
Deb smiled. "This is the perfect opportunity for Jay to learn something. Maybe they'll help straighten him out!"
The irken thought about it. "I don't know about that."
"Jay'll be fine! What's going to happen is he stays with them, and by the end of the week Dib and Zim are on the brink of insanity. Besides, maybe he'll be comfortable telling them things he won't tell us. It'll be like having a father. Or two."
Tam still looked skeptical. "if you say so."
"I know so." She began to walk toward the elevator. "And as an added bonus, we have the house to ourselves for the first time in fourteen years."
Tam smirked and followed her mate
.
Back in Zim's lab, the three stared at the screen in disbelief.
Dib cleared his throat. "Why do I have a feeling we've been duped?"
Zim limped over to the panel and detached the communicator. "Because we were."
"I can't stay here for a week! I have things to do! I have a life! I--" Jay stopped talking as a laser crazed his face, leaving a small burn behind. His eyes widened at Zim, who lowered the gun in response.
"Shut up!" he put the laser gun down on the panel. "I don't want to listen to your bitching!"
Jay growled.
"Are you two done? You're starting to get annoying." Dib crossed his arms and watched the two.
They turned their glares on him.
He wasn't effecting. "Look, I'm going back upstairs. If you two wanna stay down here and kill each other, be my guest, but I think we should make the best of things and just wait until the little remote thingy is fixed."
"The boy SHOT me!" Zim gestured to his leg.
"I see that. And you'll heal. I've put worse beatings on you without even trying!"
Zim growled and turned away.
Dib rolled his eyes and headed upstairs.
Tapan: I donno what else to write at the moment, so I'm gonna stop here.
Torna & Jhkitty /laying on the ground, covered in cuts and bruises/
Tapan: ….well, I gotta go tend to my buddies! So R & R!