The Irken Assassin Ch. 9 - Another?
Heading out of Zim's house, Zelda stops in her tracks as a voice is heard from below. Looking down, she sees a rather short irken, perhaps shorter than Zim, and by far fatter. "Hey! Who are you and what are you doing here?" he asks. He was in a disguise as another green human, only wearing a wig and contacts to hide his identity. He may have passed as a human if he fixed his skin color, or given himself a nose, but like Zim, he overlooked such simple details. Zelda gives him the same piercing look she gave Dib on their first meeting, as well as Zim, reading into his mind. "I'm here to help you and your 'master' Zim with your invasion, by request of the Tallests." she replies smoothly. Skoodge blinked, then seeming a lot less suspicious. "Well! If that's the case, glad yua made it ma'am!" he nearly cheers, bowing a bit to the much taller irken in his presence, hard as it is to tell. Zelda cringes a little at the ma'am statement, then shrugging it off. "Naturally", Zelda comments, then brushes past Skoodge. "Well, I must tend to something, so I'll see you and Zim later." she states, no longer looking at the ugly alien. "Wait!" Skoodge calls. "Who are you again?" he asks. "Name's Zerg." she states flatly, heading past the fence and out of earshot without waiting on Skoodge to digest the name.
At the end of the block, she shakes her head in disbelief. There were more Irkens on this planet than herself and Zim. The Tallests saw this planet as being at the edge of the universe, but that view could have been easily mistaken. This planet is accessible, and could potentially be used as a pivot point to another portion of the universe. She could use this later but for now, it could pose an issue. He serves Zim... He may wind up alerting Zim to her intentions if something goes wrong and he's listened to. Tsume and Jadoku had all ready ran off to return to the Membrane household.
Meanwhile at Skool, Gym had just begun. Coach Walrus had the class playing a rather blood thirsty game of Dodge ball. Naturally, the students chose who to have on their teams, slowly building their ideal team of people each side can vaguely tolerate. Zim had been among those chosen early on, for the sake of him being short thus hard to hit, and having previously show to be a good aim. Dib however wasn't as lucky, being the one each side argued to not have, simply out of spite. In the end the team opposing Zim's had been stuck with the paranormal investigator. Coach walrus blows into her whistle, starting the game. Gaz stands to one side of the playground, leaning against a wall and playing her Gameslave, only getting involved in the game if she really had to. Mainly this meant if anything got close to her, she'd take it and knock out the kid who threw it with the same ball. Several plays into the game, the heat of the sun had begun to take its toll on the students, causing one child to faint, and several to eventually wind up dragging their heels in fatigue. From the opposite side of the blacktop, Zim chuckles to himself. "Pathetic humans!" he muses, then blinking as a red sphere obscured his sight, just barely missing his wig. Annoyed, he faces Dib. "Well, about time I pay you back for sneaking into my house Dib-stink!" he growls, picking the ball up. "Bring it!" Dib challenges.
Somehow within those following ten minutes, the game of dodge ball had become a battleground, red balls flying like cannonballs, rebounding off brick walls and pavement, striking random students and sending them flying into iron fences and grass. Certainly there were a few who would end up in the nurses office soon, but among all students, the alien and his rival showed no intention of stopping any time soon. The bell ending the period rings, resulting in Dib's momentary distraction and a dodge ball to his giant head, and the smell of hot tar quickly approaching as he collapses. "VICTORY! VICTORY FOR ZIM!" Zim shouts into the air. "ALL RIGHT! ALL STUDENTS BACK INDOORS. Slackers." Coach Walrus yells. She gets to work writing passes to the nurse as students limp into the school, some dragged in by the heels. Gaz kicks off the wall, not really looking where she went, though that never proved a problem. Dib slowly returns to a stand, wiping a bit of blood off his nose. "Guh... well that stunk." he comments, then glancing around the blacktop. He decides just to screw going back to a lecture with Ms. Bitters, and just heads the opposite way while Coach Walrus wasn't focused on him, hopping the fence and heading off school grounds.