"What'll it be?"
A pair of exhausted purple eyes focused down on a small blob-like creature.
"Yes, I'll have the 6 piece yummy nugget combo with a medium mooka
cola" replied the pint-sized blob in a high squeaky voice.
The massive clerk wearily pushed buttons on the register in front of him not even bothering to look down. He had gotten into such a dull routine that it seemed second nature to him.
"Your total is 576 monies," said the towering green cashier in a
monotone voice. "Uh, Thanks." the small creature strained her tiny
eyes to read the name tag on the cashier's chest. ".Sizz-Lorr." "Umm Hmm," he murmured.
Sizz-Lorr raised his tired self to glance around the perimeter of the ShlooGorgh's restaurant. He hadn't seen it this empty in perhaps twenty years? Twenty years? Sizz-Lorr perked up his antennae. That would have to mean that the Foodening was over! Could it be that his pain and agony was had concluded? He quickly dashed over to the nearest window and blinked at the Foodcourtian sky. Sure enough there were many crafts of all shapes and sizes entering and leaving the atmosphere. Sizz-Lorr sighed deeply. Another Foodening had at last come to an end.
He gazed at a puddle of clear liquid on the floor as he rubbed his aching back and saw his weary, fatigued face staring back at him. He couldn't take another Foodening alone. It was just too much. His dazed mind began to recall why he had been stuck on Foodcourtia again for twenty years. Sizz-Lorr growled as the thought came to him. Zim. He had escaped from Foodcourtia and his banishment twice already.
"Twice too many," thought Sizz-Lorr angrily.
Zim should have been here for twenty years, on his feet day and night while listening to irate customers all while receiving five hours of sleep in three months! He was not going to let Zim get away with this.
"I think I'll pay Zim a visit," he thought with clenched fists. "You
will pay Zim, YOU WILL PAY!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The stars above reflected in the deep green eyes of a red-haired female. Austy sighed deeply. It was so comforting to just lie there and look at the stars even if it did make her feel a little homesick. Over the years of constantly looking over her shoulder, Austy had developed severe anxiety problems. Looking at the stars was always her foster parent's method of relieving tension. Even though she loved her adopted home she couldn't help but miss Irk although she did disagree with most Irken ways. It had been nearly 50 years living on Earth now and her parents had been wise of choosing this planet as her sanctuary. Apparently Earth was unknown to the Irken Empire for there had not been a single Irken on this planet since herself. She corrected herself. There was Zim who had just landed on Earth about 3 years ago. She remembered how nervous she had been when she first discovered his arrival. She was almost positive had been a trained military official sent by Irken authorities to capture her. She laughed slightly at the thought of Zim trying to capture her. He was nearly 1/3 of her entire height. Unable to concentrate any longer, Austy decided to take a walk. As she descended from the rooftop of her small home she caught her gaze in a window. She looked at her false human skin and green eye lenses. Her fake auburn hair was blowing in the mild evening breeze. It must have been a good disguise for she was never questioned once. She sighed once more as she jumped onto the soft grass below and glanced at her back. Any average Irken would usually carry a Pak on their backs, which held basic tools, their memory and also where information was fed to them. It was attached to their spines at the smeet's birth. Peirkens however, were not brought to life artificially and therefore lacked a Pak. This enabled Peirkens to think for themselves and not be brainwashed with the typical knowledge that was usually pumped into most Irkens. This is why they were considered dangerous to the Irken Empire and why Austy was on Earth.
As she walked along the sidewalk, she paused and glanced at a strange looking house littered with animal ornaments and eerie lawn gnomes. Zim's base. She resumed walking, thankful for the cool breeze for her face was being to sweat from the contained heat of her false human face. She stopped at a familiar house and rang the doorbell. A large man in his late sixties answered the door.
"Well look who it is." Said the man. Austy smiled.
"Well don't just stand there, come on in." he said joyfully as he
ushered Austy inside.
Austy looked at her adopted father and frowned slightly. His once slick, dark hair was now a silvery gray. Angela too had thinning, gray hair, which she tried to hide by artificial coloring. It was sad to see her foster parents' age so quickly it seemed. Irkens aged much more slowly than humans and Austy was still considered very young. Angela walked into the living room.
"Hello dear, Come now and take that horrid mask off so we can see your
beautiful face!" said Angela as she pulled down the curtains.
Austy grinned broadly at her foster mother. Angela had always known precisely how to cheer her when she was distressed. They both had raised and loved her as their own child. Austy slowly pulled off her artificial skin and removed her lenses revealing her glowing green skin and shining emerald eyes. Angela's warm honey eyes focused on Austy.
"You've been thinking again?"
Austy nodded her head looking at the floor.
"I just keep wondering if they're alright. It has been ten years since
they last responded."
Angela and Brian both knew she was referring to her parents who had kept in touch with their daughter ever since they had left her here on Earth.
"You know I love you both very much," said Austy. "I-it's just that I
want to see them so much. To again reestablish the Peirken Alliance
like it had been fifty years ago." "I would give anything to find an
aircraft capable of traveling that massive distance across the heavens
to search for them." said Austy.
"Tell us everything that's on your mind, hun." Said Brian. "You know
we're always willing to listen."
Austy took a deep breath and began.
*Sorry if that chapter wasn't as good. It will get better! There will be more Sizz-Lorr. Remember that this chapter takes place about 50 years after chapter one. Thanks for reading
A pair of exhausted purple eyes focused down on a small blob-like creature.
"Yes, I'll have the 6 piece yummy nugget combo with a medium mooka
cola" replied the pint-sized blob in a high squeaky voice.
The massive clerk wearily pushed buttons on the register in front of him not even bothering to look down. He had gotten into such a dull routine that it seemed second nature to him.
"Your total is 576 monies," said the towering green cashier in a
monotone voice. "Uh, Thanks." the small creature strained her tiny
eyes to read the name tag on the cashier's chest. ".Sizz-Lorr." "Umm Hmm," he murmured.
Sizz-Lorr raised his tired self to glance around the perimeter of the ShlooGorgh's restaurant. He hadn't seen it this empty in perhaps twenty years? Twenty years? Sizz-Lorr perked up his antennae. That would have to mean that the Foodening was over! Could it be that his pain and agony was had concluded? He quickly dashed over to the nearest window and blinked at the Foodcourtian sky. Sure enough there were many crafts of all shapes and sizes entering and leaving the atmosphere. Sizz-Lorr sighed deeply. Another Foodening had at last come to an end.
He gazed at a puddle of clear liquid on the floor as he rubbed his aching back and saw his weary, fatigued face staring back at him. He couldn't take another Foodening alone. It was just too much. His dazed mind began to recall why he had been stuck on Foodcourtia again for twenty years. Sizz-Lorr growled as the thought came to him. Zim. He had escaped from Foodcourtia and his banishment twice already.
"Twice too many," thought Sizz-Lorr angrily.
Zim should have been here for twenty years, on his feet day and night while listening to irate customers all while receiving five hours of sleep in three months! He was not going to let Zim get away with this.
"I think I'll pay Zim a visit," he thought with clenched fists. "You
will pay Zim, YOU WILL PAY!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The stars above reflected in the deep green eyes of a red-haired female. Austy sighed deeply. It was so comforting to just lie there and look at the stars even if it did make her feel a little homesick. Over the years of constantly looking over her shoulder, Austy had developed severe anxiety problems. Looking at the stars was always her foster parent's method of relieving tension. Even though she loved her adopted home she couldn't help but miss Irk although she did disagree with most Irken ways. It had been nearly 50 years living on Earth now and her parents had been wise of choosing this planet as her sanctuary. Apparently Earth was unknown to the Irken Empire for there had not been a single Irken on this planet since herself. She corrected herself. There was Zim who had just landed on Earth about 3 years ago. She remembered how nervous she had been when she first discovered his arrival. She was almost positive had been a trained military official sent by Irken authorities to capture her. She laughed slightly at the thought of Zim trying to capture her. He was nearly 1/3 of her entire height. Unable to concentrate any longer, Austy decided to take a walk. As she descended from the rooftop of her small home she caught her gaze in a window. She looked at her false human skin and green eye lenses. Her fake auburn hair was blowing in the mild evening breeze. It must have been a good disguise for she was never questioned once. She sighed once more as she jumped onto the soft grass below and glanced at her back. Any average Irken would usually carry a Pak on their backs, which held basic tools, their memory and also where information was fed to them. It was attached to their spines at the smeet's birth. Peirkens however, were not brought to life artificially and therefore lacked a Pak. This enabled Peirkens to think for themselves and not be brainwashed with the typical knowledge that was usually pumped into most Irkens. This is why they were considered dangerous to the Irken Empire and why Austy was on Earth.
As she walked along the sidewalk, she paused and glanced at a strange looking house littered with animal ornaments and eerie lawn gnomes. Zim's base. She resumed walking, thankful for the cool breeze for her face was being to sweat from the contained heat of her false human face. She stopped at a familiar house and rang the doorbell. A large man in his late sixties answered the door.
"Well look who it is." Said the man. Austy smiled.
"Well don't just stand there, come on in." he said joyfully as he
ushered Austy inside.
Austy looked at her adopted father and frowned slightly. His once slick, dark hair was now a silvery gray. Angela too had thinning, gray hair, which she tried to hide by artificial coloring. It was sad to see her foster parents' age so quickly it seemed. Irkens aged much more slowly than humans and Austy was still considered very young. Angela walked into the living room.
"Hello dear, Come now and take that horrid mask off so we can see your
beautiful face!" said Angela as she pulled down the curtains.
Austy grinned broadly at her foster mother. Angela had always known precisely how to cheer her when she was distressed. They both had raised and loved her as their own child. Austy slowly pulled off her artificial skin and removed her lenses revealing her glowing green skin and shining emerald eyes. Angela's warm honey eyes focused on Austy.
"You've been thinking again?"
Austy nodded her head looking at the floor.
"I just keep wondering if they're alright. It has been ten years since
they last responded."
Angela and Brian both knew she was referring to her parents who had kept in touch with their daughter ever since they had left her here on Earth.
"You know I love you both very much," said Austy. "I-it's just that I
want to see them so much. To again reestablish the Peirken Alliance
like it had been fifty years ago." "I would give anything to find an
aircraft capable of traveling that massive distance across the heavens
to search for them." said Austy.
"Tell us everything that's on your mind, hun." Said Brian. "You know
we're always willing to listen."
Austy took a deep breath and began.
*Sorry if that chapter wasn't as good. It will get better! There will be more Sizz-Lorr. Remember that this chapter takes place about 50 years after chapter one. Thanks for reading