Stillicidium
(Mainly) From the Imagination of Amonl'isa
Woo! I FINALLY found the code thing for Microsoft word, hallelujah! No more evil Word pad, I've got automatic stuff! This one will probably have a continuation.
Story Two;
Road Trip
It was another quiet day, though it was sunny. In fact, it was strangely, overly-sunny. It was that kind of day that many people gazed out their window, gagged, and decided that they would stay inside that day. It was also the type of day, where some would pull back their curtains, stare outside, and be immediately blinded. It was the kind of day that Zim utterly despised.
Though that wasn't how it was for them. Them, He thought, it's their fault.
It was their fault. They had decided to drag them all to Earth, just to partake in one of the human's nasty rituals. This one was called a 'road trip.' It all started a few weeks prior, when Bak had been visiting Earth again. She had recently finished things up on Iorg, and ever since, she was becoming more and more involved in Earth traditions. Nobody could exactly figure out why she liked Earth so much, but the short alien did. And if she liked something, you didn't argue with Bak, lest you wanted to miss a finger, or be cut down at the knees.
In fact, it had been Bak that convinced Kaz to come. And through a chain of chain reactions, it figured that they would come. The 'they' wasn't all bad, Zim didn't object to his Tallest coming, but they did. It had been upon learning that Kaz was going to Earth for a while, that Purple decided he wanted to go. Red wanted to stay, for he didn't want to see Zim, or even be on the same planet with Zim. But, in the strange place of things, he found himself going, much to his dismay.
But, they couldn't just go like they normally would, so Kaz fashioned them up some disguises. Both holograms, so they would fit in with the human race, well…Sort of. Purple's fashion was a little off, leaving him looking rather strange, in human eyes. His costume was of a man, in his late teens or early twenties, with awkward purple hair. He decided that he didn't want to give up his purple-ness, and so, he had his hair that color. His outfit was just as strange, composed of this interesting light purple dress shirt, and a black pair of pants.
Red's was a little more suitable, but like Purple, he wanted his hair red. Kaz didn't like the idea, but did so anyways. Red's outfit was a casual outfit, well – sort of. He had this strange, trench coat, which made him look like a human Bak had seen by the name of Jhonen Vasquez. (Yay.) Although Red didn't exactly take kindly to being dressed up like a human, he disregarded it and tried to think of the best; heck, maybe Zim wouldn't realize it was them! Maybe he'd think he was abducted by humans or something. If they were lucky, that was. If they weren't…Well, he didn't want to think about that.
Though Zim did find out, and when he did…It was, interesting, none the less.
"Where are you taking me, human-filthy?" Zim was none too pleased about Bak dragging him out of the house, Kaz assisting her. Of course, Zim knew Bak wasn't human, but wouldn't dare to expose her, lest he expose himself as well. Kaz dumped Zim in the back of the large RV they had rented with lots of human money, where Zim landed roughly on Red.
"Get off!" Red growled, moving the little alien, who stood, glaring.
"Humaaans! What is the meaning of abducting ZIM?" He protested, crossing his arms very unhappily. Kaz was seated behind the wheel, learning how to drive the RV. She wouldn't let Bak drive it; simply because Bak was too short to drive, and if she did drive…Well the results would be disastrous.
Red glowered at Zim, but the little alien didn't back off. Instead, he went around for round two of his verbal attacks on his Tallest, which he didn't know was his Tallest.
"Zim, stop it."
"How do you know ZIM's name?" He asked, surprised. Red shook his head, while Purple stuffed himself with donuts. Red figured that he would have to show Zim, and so, he pressed the little button on the device that held his hologram, and turned it off. Immediately, Bak, Kaz, and Purple wished he hadn't.
"My Tallest! My Tallest, my Tallest, my Tallest! My Taaaallleeeeeeessst!" Zim screeched, forcing Bak to turn on the radio. Red quickly put the hologram up again, while Kaz searched for a station with very, very loud music. Finally settling on some very intense hard rock song, she turned it up. Although she wouldn't normally do this, it helped drown out Zim's chorus of 'My Tallest.'
She placed the keys in the ignition and started up the RV, but not before a little robot jumped on the wind shield.
"What is that!" Kaz cried, jumping back from the steering wheel, which luckily wasn't that bad, seeing as the vehicle hadn't started moving.
"Gir!" Zim rushed out, grabbed the little SIR, and raced back in to resume his wretched yelling of "My Tallest!"
"Zim, just shut up." Red finally groaned, leaning back in the seat he was in. His eyes skimmed the side compartment, trying to figure what he wanted next. Chips, or Brainfreezy…Chips, or Brainfreezy…
Things started out great, after Gir had been retrieved. Kaz had turned down the volume, and switched it to a suitable station. Light rock, or something like that. Though the time on the speakers was limited for it, because Bak quickly changed it to something else. Another song came on, which Red, Purple nor Kaz could really determine where it belonged, it was that…Crazy.
"I love this song!" Gir squealed, jumping up on Bak's head. Bak was currently seated in the passenger seat, occasionally looking back to see Zim, devoting himself fully to both Purple and Red. She shook her head, and brought a finger up to her holographic hair, which strangely had feeling. It was a prototype that Kaz had thought up, being all technical and stuff. It actually gave brief feeling, so if you came in contact with a human, they wouldn't be suspicious when they tried to brush a hand through your hair, only to find that there was nothing there. Clever, or so she thought.
Gir continued dancing on Bak's head rather hopelessly, because he kept falling every so often, or lost his balance. Twice he ended up kicking Bak's antennae rather roughly, which made the Irken whine in pain. Eventually, he was removed from her head, and forced to dance elsewhere.
Meanwhile, in the back of the RV…
"My Taaaaaaaaallesssst! Can I get you anything?" He asked, looking eagerly up to Purple, who thought for a moment.
"Uh…Yeah! Get me a donut." He mumbled, shoving the rest of his current donut into his mouth.
"Yes, my Tallest!" And with that, Zim scurried away in a blind fit to serve his leader.
"That could work…" Red murmured, "That just might work…"
"What might work?" Purple asked, tilting his head to the side. "Tell me."
"Asking him to do our bidding."
"Fun!"
Back in the front seat, Bak scowled. She didn't approve much of how Red and Purple treated Zim, but didn't bother speaking out. She wasn't on that good of terms with Red and Purple, unlike Kaz. And even Kaz couldn't get away with everything, even if it did seem a murder would go unnoticed on her behalf. Or at least Purple wouldn't notice, She chuckled to herself, Red would though.
Ten minutes passed before Red got a brilliant idea. Why not ask where the hell they were going? Kaz and Bak didn't tell him, so he figured why not ask? And so he did.
"Just where are we going?" He questioned, as he told himself he would. Bak stared at the dashboard for a moment, pondering the same thing. Just where are we going…? She looked over to Kaz, who didn't look back.
"Uh, yeah, Kaz. Where are we going?"
"Beach."
"Mm?" Bak asked, raising a brow. "The beach?"
"Yup."
Red leaned back again, wondering just what a beach was. Zim was still serving them, and both he and Purple were taking advantage of it.
"Go do a few push ups."
"Yes, my Tallest!" He called loyally, running off to go do push ups. Red and Purple fell into a fit of laughter, that forced them into slapping their knees, which really was a strange sight.
"Ah, that was good." Red mumbled, still recovering from the fit.
"Yes, yes it was."
Eventually the automobile pulled to a slow halt, the crunching of gravel very evident. Kaz motioned for them to pile out, which they did, only to reveal the building before them being a 7/11.
"That's…Definitely a strange store." Purple mumbled, trying to read the sign, only to find he really couldn't.
"It says 'Seven-Eleven' Kaz read it for him, since she could actually, like Bak and Zim, read the human's nasty language. "It's a convenient store."
"A convenient store?" Purple asked questioningly, raising a brow. "What is this convenient store?"
Red laughed.
"Pur, a convenient store is a store with junk food."
"HEAVEN!" He shouted, running in through the door. Red and Kaz exchanged glances, while Bak dragged Zim inside. Red followed them and soon Kaz did the same.
Inside, they were met with pure chaos. Purple was running around rather insanely, screaming fits of 'Look, candy!' and 'They have donuts!' This put a smile on Kaz's face, while the exact opposite followed on Red's. "Maybe we shouldn't have stopped here..."
"Nonsense," Kaz replied, "Look how much fun he's having."
Though the cashier wasn't having so much fun. He was looking awkwardly at Zim and Bak, trying not to laugh, but whenever he looked up at the man with the purple hair, running and screaming, he just sort of cringed.
Yup, Red thought, so much for blending in. He was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a man, with red hair, a trench coat, and glasses.
"Who the hell are you, and why do you look like me?" He barked, glaring at Red. Red raised an eyebrow.
"I should ask you the same," Kaz stared, and the antics even brought Purple away from his happy frolicking. Bak even paused from fussing over Zim's antennae to look at the scene. The cashier wasn't very happy, either.
The other man with the red hair looked over at Zim and Bak, and stared. He stared for a long moment, before looking over to Purple, then Red. He stared, a lot, as if he was going mental. And quietly, he just walked out of the store. (Haha, poor Jhonen thinks he's insane for seeing Zim.)
Things quickly returned to normal, Purple continued getting different sorts of snack foods. Once equipped with assorted M&M packets, Snicker bars, and Hershey Kisses, he walked up to the counter and paid for them. Sort of, at least, Kaz had to help him because he didn't have much human money on him. Red laughed at him for this, though he didn't seem to care, because he had the junk food, and Red didn't. Grinning, he made his way back to the RV, followed by Red and Kaz, who were very quiet, and Bak, who was still dragging Zim. Gir greeted them by having upturned the place, and now, there was junk laying about.
"Gir…" Kaz scolded, glaring at the little robot. "What did you do this for?"
"I got boreded." The little SIR replied innocently, looking up at Kaz with those big, round cyan eyes. "I'm sowwy."
Kaz paused, looking at the little robot. It had to be her femininity or something, because she just couldn't scold the little thing. She twitched, pointing to Zim. "Scold it for me." And with that, she started cleaning.
Of course, anybody who knew Kaz knew she hated cleaning, almost as much as being weak against the forces of utter cuteness. She grumbled and drafted Bak into helping her, and Red told Zim to as well, which he did. Meanwhile, the Tallest – or Purple – stuffed his face.
Soon the messes were cleaned, the Irkens were seated, and the SIR was under control. Kak had not attended this trip for the same reason Gir wasn't going to, they didn't need even slightly dysfunctional SIR units wrecking things. But instead, they got an insane little one, who was currently ranting about taco-piggies, tacos, piggies, piggy-tacos, and Ta-Pig-co-gies, whatever those were.
The engine roared to life, and they left a very chaotic 7/11 behind. Though it was Bak who made the next insane idea.
"Oh, oh! Let's turn on the radio and see if we know any of the songs." She reached forward and pressed the little button that changed it to different stations. Finding 'Star', she listened for the commercials to end. Soon, a very strange song came on.
"Must be exhausting to lose your own game," The song started, and Bak made a face.
"I hate this song," She muttered, pressing another button. "Oh!"
"Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor," The second song rang, along with Bak, who was singing to it. She had become quite the lyric-specialist from her trips to Earth, and so she knew a good portion of their songs, or at least the ones she liked.
"And I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding says the bridesmaid to the waiter," Bak sang, "Yes but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom's bride is a…" She cut herself off by putting a finger to her lips, which she had seen in the music video for the same song. (A/N: My friend and I do that. Yay for weirdness.)
The song continued, and so did Bak. And although she wasn't too bad at singing, the song did get annoying, so halfway through the chorus, Kaz changed the station. On the next station, 'Alice', came a very interesting song.
"Hear the dogs howling out of key, to a hymn called 'Faith and Misery.'" Bak made another face. "I don't like Green Day."
"Who?" Kaz asked, momentarily looking at her friend before returning her eyes to the road.
"Nothing…" The alien changed the channel, yet another song coming on.
"This shining city build to gold, a far cry from innocence. There's more than meets the eye 'round here…" Bak raised a brow.
"A little too screamo for me…" And thus, the station was changed, once again. But this time, it was a different, more interesting song.
"Dance, dance, we're falling apart to half time. Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead. Dance. This is the way they'd love if they knew how misery loved me…"
Red didn't let Bak complain this time. "Just leave it on a channel, and we'll see what comes on."
That settled, the song continued on its normal tune of things, Bak squirming in her chair because she had heard the song at least a million times on the radio, and hated it now more than anything else.
Soon, the mountain range they were driving through let up, and in front of them there was a vast emptiness. The haze of the sky, which was now setting, was covering a vast, silvery shine below it, which was the ocean. Sand also added to the scene, creating a long strip along the beach. The RV pulled up to a parking lot, just as the sun was lingering on the horizon.
"We're heeeere!"