EXILE DIB:CHAPTER 8:THE DESULTORY DUO
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"WHAT! I can't spend months here! We'll starve!" yelled Purple. The group had gathered around him because they had nothing better to do.
"Technically, they'll die of thirst." said Dib, motioning to Gaz and Professor Membrane. "Unfortunately, your hover-belt is in about 30 pieces now, so we can't really leave until you've healed."
"I think I can get up." said Purple. He slowly pushed himself up. "OOOOWWW! MY TORSO!" he yelled, falling back to the ground.
"Yeah, when you've got three fractures in your shell, getting up hurts." said Dib, amused. "Maybe I can lever you up." Dib then deployed his newly under-his-control PAK legs and began levering Purple up. He turned pale, and gave a small yelp when Dib bent his torso. "There, all ready to go." Purple stood unsteadily on his feet.
"Wow, I haven't used my legs since I became Tallest." said Purple, taking a few shaky steps forward. "It's so weird, walking." He took a few more steps, and sped up his pace. Luckily, Dib caught him before he hit the ground.
"It occurs to me that we're kind of shut out of the dynamic here." said Professor Membrane.
"Yeah." said Gaz.
And so the group began a slow trek towards the mountains, and civilization.
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Meanwhile, on the Massive...
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The prisoner was huddled in the back of the cell, quivering. "What's the matter, never been in a cell before?" asked Tallest Red. The form nodded, still shaking. "They just don't make Invaders like they used to." Red lamented. "Ah well, bring in the interrogation equipment."
"Please, no more. I'll talk!" said Invader Skoodge.
"Is that so? Well, do tell." asked Red, coming in close to hear his whispers.
"Zim, he said there'd been a mistake, that you'd taken him by accident." said Skoodge.
"Skoodge, you know the penalty for treason is life in exile. But maybe, if you tell me where Zim is, i'll shorten the sentence." confided Red
"He's on Earth, my Tallest." said Skoodge, looking more hopeful. "He went back to his base."
"Excellent." Red stood to full height, striding away. "200 years on Foodcourtia." he said with a casual flick of his wrist towards Skoodge's cell. Skoodge began to cry as the Irken Enforcers carried him away. "I love a good interrogation. SET COURSE FOR EARTH, MEN!"
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Back with our heroes...
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"It's been three days, Dib. THREE DAYS!" said Purple, plodding along behind the group. As a whole, they were tired, the humans especially.
"Relax, Purple, it's just a few more miles." said Dib exasperatedly.
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On Earth...
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As usual, it was smoggy over the Red City. The inhabitants were used to that, but they were not used to the low rumbling coming from the sky. Gradually, the rumble became a roar, and the clouds parted. The Massive slowly, ponderously made it's way out of the sky. The 3.5 kilometer long ship was a sight to behold. As it descended, it batted away skyscrapers like toothpicks, carving a path of destruction through the city.
There was a monstrous screeching as it contacted the ground, pulverizing anything in it's path, leaving a deep trench behind. It slowed to a stop directly in front of Zim's house. "Zim, we're here!" yelled Tallest Red.
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YAY DESTRUCTION! In other news, that interrogation was surprisingly fun to write.
SKARRCH OUT! BOOM!