The Tallest Gene
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim. I do own the funniness of this fic tho.
Membrane Residence, bathroom.
Dib growled curses and damnation to the irken that caused that food fight. Not only was he in a weeks worth of detentions with Ms Bitters, he had to clean up the entire Cafeteria, along with several other kids; Gaz included. But she had her fist of doom that would cause any teacher to look the other way. So it wasn't her problem. He turned on the tap water and began to wash his face clean of the moldy substance on his face. Whatever that flying glob of...stuff was, it began to decay and mold over as soon as it touch his skin.
Fortunately he knew exactly what would kill it.
Hot water sizzled as pieces of the mold burned away, the water cleaned his skin and removed any remaining traces of the stuff from his face. Just to make sure he took a short shower.
The shower lasted for a while, as Dib made sure the mold had not reached his scythe, in other words his hair, and other parts of his body. After that, a small raid into his Dad's underground labs for an anti-mold solution and some equipment that his dad never used for one reason or another. Professor Membrane would never notice them gone. Dib dumped the things inside his room, read the manual on the solution before putting it on his face and made a quick raid into the fridge. Nothing much in there, except for a few slices of old pepperoni pizza and three cans of soda. He took a slice and a can, throwing the pizza into the microwave for a minute before going back up into his room.
"Now to see what Zim is up to..." he muttered as he flicked on the computers. He gazed fondly at his homemade computer hardware, partially based on his reversed-engineered designs of Irken Technology. The computer was almost three times as fast as his dad's quantum computer and it could probe just about anything on Earth. With the exception of the one place where he took some of that technology. The probes were gone, presumably removed and destroyed by Zim's security. But still, the vast amount of data he had collected amounted to over sixty thousand terabytes! Even his Dad's data chips could not hold so much information, at any day his dad would be proud of him for creating such an advanced form of a USB, but he would only sigh dejectedly at him about how he would choose to use it for parascience.
Dib tapped a few keys and watched the data scrolled across his window in english.
exc. program initiated... /e. ...trash data compiled...errors...
...trash data compiled...
...trash data compiled...
...Errors detected...
r ...trash data-
The screen went blank. Dib's jaw was hanging as the computer crashed.
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Gaz was just eating the last slice of pizza and drinking a cola when she heard a wretched scream upstairs, followed by a trail of curses that even coaxed a raise of an eyebrow as she settled on the couch to watched TV.
"Whiner..."
Sorry for the short chapter, but things have been a bit stressed for me lately. Some guy called my house while I was sleeping this morning claiming to be me. Then my parents took the call...
Chaos ensues. Anyways, reviews very much appreciated. Constructive critics wanted.
- TaRvA