So, I'm skipping the boring filler chapter. You don't need to know what they did on the trip, all they did was play cards.
I don't know the Irkan dollar sign, so for this fic, its $M$.
I'm calling the voot, a 'ship' in my story, cause Zim forgot what its called (duh).
Thank you mr. morph, please don't be too violent, I'm trying to keep this k+, and your scaring me. of course, I know I'm going to end up with T... oh well...
Chapter 8-
3 months later-
They ran out of food. Of course, Dib TOLD Zim to pack food, too late for that now.
"Computer, wares the nearest place to get food."
"Foodcourtia. But I'm pretty sure your not allowed there any more."
"Why not?"
"Because, you were first banished to Foodcourtia, then you 'quit being banished'."
"How do you do that?"
"You were vary hard-headed."
"Well, I don't know why it would be so bad, I guess we can stop there."
"Fine."
A few minutes later, Dib decided, to go agents this notion.
"Zim, maybe we should wait for the next planet."
"No way Dib, computer told me I can survive for 6 months without food, I'm pretty sure you cant."
"But Zim!"
"I'll just wait in the ship. How bad can it be?"
"Um, maybe like the time that huge alien showed up at skool and then randomly took you away, dropped you, then came back, grabbed you again, said he was sorry, screamed, 'BACK INTO SPACE', or something like that..."
"Really?"
"Well, ya."
"Odd, did stuff like that always have to happen to me?"
"Apparently so."
"Oh. Well, still going."
"There really is no use in fighting with you is there?"
"Nope. Computer, redo coordinates to Foodcourtia."
Some beeping noises emitted from the screen, and the ship changed direction.
"So, we should be there in a few minutes, Zim, your an idiot."
"Well, your a sarcastic computer, so you must have meet that as a compliment."
"Your still hard-headed, aren't you?"
"I guess so."
"Whatever."
So, off they went, the computer told the truth, and they were there before Gir could say, "are we there yet?"
Of course, Zim stayed in the ship like he promised, he gave Dib all the moneys he found in the ship, and he, Gaz, and Gir, went off to find a food place, they found one. Walked inside, ordered whatever Gir asked for... And then Gir, being the only one to know Irkan moneys, paid the man, alien, thing... They walk back to the Ship, but when they got there, Zim was gone. They looked every ware. But, after a few hours of searching, they still hadn't found him, so they loaded the ship with food, got in it, and flew off, they hopped to see him from the ship, but still no luck. Then, a floating poster, with different languages, caught Dib's eye, the English one said-
Wanted:Zim
Race-Irkan
Escaped banishment
Reward-10,000,000 $M$
Preferably Alive
Report to Sizz-Lor
Underneath, was a picture of Zim's, mugshots!
"Gaz, I think I know ware Zim is..."
"Then go get him."
"I, don't think we can."
Zim-
Zim was locked in a cage, he was barely able to fit in it, he scrunched himself down lower, trying to make breathing room. He was on a ship, with two other aliens. They were Irkans, one was a female with purple eyes, and the other was an aggressive looking male with red eyes, they were a pale green
"What is the meaning of this! Let me go! I havn't done anything!"
"Of course you have Zim, why else would there be a bounty on your head?"
"I, I don't know..."
It finally dawned on Zim, he had no idea why he was here, he couldn't remember anything, why would he remember doing some sort of crime?"
"Er, could you tell me what I did?"
"Shouldn't you know? You escaped banishment!"
"Why was I banished?"
"No one dares speak it."
Great, he probably knew, and wouldn't tell Zim, of all the Irkans to catch him, they followed the rules...
"Where are you taking me?"
"To Sizz-Lor."
The name brought back memories, Zim could remember him I a odd uniform, getting yelld at by other aliens, cleaning up tables and toilets, and the guy in charge of it all. He whispered, only loud enough for him to hear.
"... No...Not, him...Not Sizz-Lor..."