"Come on, come on," thought Sizz-Lorr impatiently.
It had been nearly an hour since he had been suspended in Foodcourtian airspace backed up from all the people trying to leave the planet after the Foodening. He noticed a small space revealing the darkness above. He decided to take a chance and quickly wedged his large craft through the sea of vehicles. Sizz-Lorr then set his ship on a direct course for Earth. Breathing a deep sigh of relief, he sat down and leaned against his ship's interior. Sizz-Lorr began to get lost deep in his thought. How would he keep Zim from escaping a third time? He still hadn't got over the fact that Zim had passed through the Vetkin Splody System. He wondered if Zim was more trouble than he was worth.
"No!" thought Sizz-Lorr.
If Zim was reinstated to employment on Foodcourtia, then Sizz-Lorr could take the next Foodening off. He closed his eyes and smiled at the thought of relaxation and peace instead of the horrible conditions at ShlooGorgh's during the Foodening.
He snapped out of his fantasy by his ship's computer warning him that he was in Earth's proximity. Looking up, he gazed at the small green and blue planet. Walking up to the control panel, he shouted commands to his computer. "Lock onto Zim's location."
"Searching," the computer said.
Within seconds a screen displaying a map appeared representing Zim's location by a white, pulsating orb. As the massive craft entered Earth's atmosphere, the friction caused it to glow a brilliant scarlet. The sun had already set on this side of the planet. Hoping the darkness would make his attack more spontaneous; Sizz-Lorr glared down at an odd-looking house that was unmistakably Zim's. He activated his jetpack and strapped on his breathing apparatus, unsure if the alien air was breathable. Cautiously, he began to lower himself attempting to land soundlessly on the ground below. However, he was descending too rapidly and landed with a ground-shaking thud. He clenched his jaw. Surely someone or something had heard him. Sure enough at the sound, Zim, who had been asleep on the sofa, awakened with a jerk. Gir, who was nearby, seemed unaffected and continued, sleeping, drool flooding out of his mouth. Dazed, Zim looked out the window to see an immense shadow lingering in his front yard. Gasping, he quickly ran to his computer.
"Activate security systems," he demanded.
Several lawn gnomes came lunging at Sizz-Lorr. Narrowing his purple eyes, he sent the gnomes flying with a swing of his arm. Turning around he saw that the entire house was gaining armor. He noticed the window at the side and quickly leapt, smashing through it.
Zim immediately recognized his former employer and dashed to his computer deactivating the security while initializing his Voot Cruiser.
"I won't be as easy to catch this time, Sizz-Lorr." He said as
mechanical arms extended to restrain the intruder.
Sizz-Lorr easily tore them away but the slight delay gave Zim time to reach his Voot. The furious frycook charged after Zim just as the short Irken jumped into his ship. Sizz-Lorr tightly grasped the bottom of the craft just as it took flight. Zim sighed with relief thinking he had lost his enraged employer. Zim felt a lump in his throat as he saw Sizz-Lorr's silhouette on his windshield. Although Zim could not see his expressions because of his mask, he knew Sizz-Lorr's face was red with anger. The large Irken punched through Zim's windshield shattering glass everywhere. Zim took his hands off the controls to cover his eyes, losing control of his ship. When Zim unshielded his eyes, he made the decision to abandon his craft for it was heading straight for a set of power lines. Sizz-Lorr too saw the hazard and quickly jumped onto a rooftop just before the craft collided with the transformer. The hit had caused a shower of sparks to be thrown in all directions, causing some power outages in several homes along the narrow street. Meanwhile, Zim drew out his mechanical legs desperately trying to outrun the persistent Sizz-Lorr behind him. Even though Zim was much more agile than he was, Sizz-Lorr was in excellent shape. In one last attempt, Zim leapt from the housetops. He had one last plan as he bounded for the City Park.
The frycook quickly caught up with the tiny Irken just as he was scurrying up into an immense beech tree.
"Hey Sizz-Lorr can't we talk about this?" said Zim trying to stall time.
Sizz-Lorr snarled in reply. As Zim slid out onto a creaking limb, he gazed at the sparkling lake below suddenly getting an idea. Zim grinned wickedly as he came face to face with Sizz-Lorr. The frycook confused at this gesture laughed a little to himself.
"I don't know what you're so happy about Zim, seeing that very soon
you will again be serving on Foodcourtia."
The comment didn't change Zim's evil expression.
"No, I don't think so."
Filled with fury, Sizz-Lorr began to walk out to Zim on the rickety branch. In normal circumstances, Sizz-Lorr would have been able to see that the branch would not support him. However, at the time his anger had taken over and stopped him from thinking clearly. Just as he stepped forward, he felt the sickening crack of wood. Zim quickly jumped onto the next highest branch. Before Sizz-Lorr had time to react, it was too late. He was falling, falling towards the dark oblivion below. His body thrashed in midair as he braced himself for the impact. The moment he hit the surface of the foreign substance, he let out a piercing cry. Every nerve ending in his body was screaming with mercy as he felt the horrible stinging sensation. It was if he was on fire. The collision had caused his mask to fall away and now he was using all his remaining strength in attempt to pull himself to the surface. But it was no use. He began to feel faint, partially from the excruciating pain and from the lack of air. He sank deeper and deeper, darkness swirling around him until everything went black.
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It had been nearly an hour since he had been suspended in Foodcourtian airspace backed up from all the people trying to leave the planet after the Foodening. He noticed a small space revealing the darkness above. He decided to take a chance and quickly wedged his large craft through the sea of vehicles. Sizz-Lorr then set his ship on a direct course for Earth. Breathing a deep sigh of relief, he sat down and leaned against his ship's interior. Sizz-Lorr began to get lost deep in his thought. How would he keep Zim from escaping a third time? He still hadn't got over the fact that Zim had passed through the Vetkin Splody System. He wondered if Zim was more trouble than he was worth.
"No!" thought Sizz-Lorr.
If Zim was reinstated to employment on Foodcourtia, then Sizz-Lorr could take the next Foodening off. He closed his eyes and smiled at the thought of relaxation and peace instead of the horrible conditions at ShlooGorgh's during the Foodening.
He snapped out of his fantasy by his ship's computer warning him that he was in Earth's proximity. Looking up, he gazed at the small green and blue planet. Walking up to the control panel, he shouted commands to his computer. "Lock onto Zim's location."
"Searching," the computer said.
Within seconds a screen displaying a map appeared representing Zim's location by a white, pulsating orb. As the massive craft entered Earth's atmosphere, the friction caused it to glow a brilliant scarlet. The sun had already set on this side of the planet. Hoping the darkness would make his attack more spontaneous; Sizz-Lorr glared down at an odd-looking house that was unmistakably Zim's. He activated his jetpack and strapped on his breathing apparatus, unsure if the alien air was breathable. Cautiously, he began to lower himself attempting to land soundlessly on the ground below. However, he was descending too rapidly and landed with a ground-shaking thud. He clenched his jaw. Surely someone or something had heard him. Sure enough at the sound, Zim, who had been asleep on the sofa, awakened with a jerk. Gir, who was nearby, seemed unaffected and continued, sleeping, drool flooding out of his mouth. Dazed, Zim looked out the window to see an immense shadow lingering in his front yard. Gasping, he quickly ran to his computer.
"Activate security systems," he demanded.
Several lawn gnomes came lunging at Sizz-Lorr. Narrowing his purple eyes, he sent the gnomes flying with a swing of his arm. Turning around he saw that the entire house was gaining armor. He noticed the window at the side and quickly leapt, smashing through it.
Zim immediately recognized his former employer and dashed to his computer deactivating the security while initializing his Voot Cruiser.
"I won't be as easy to catch this time, Sizz-Lorr." He said as
mechanical arms extended to restrain the intruder.
Sizz-Lorr easily tore them away but the slight delay gave Zim time to reach his Voot. The furious frycook charged after Zim just as the short Irken jumped into his ship. Sizz-Lorr tightly grasped the bottom of the craft just as it took flight. Zim sighed with relief thinking he had lost his enraged employer. Zim felt a lump in his throat as he saw Sizz-Lorr's silhouette on his windshield. Although Zim could not see his expressions because of his mask, he knew Sizz-Lorr's face was red with anger. The large Irken punched through Zim's windshield shattering glass everywhere. Zim took his hands off the controls to cover his eyes, losing control of his ship. When Zim unshielded his eyes, he made the decision to abandon his craft for it was heading straight for a set of power lines. Sizz-Lorr too saw the hazard and quickly jumped onto a rooftop just before the craft collided with the transformer. The hit had caused a shower of sparks to be thrown in all directions, causing some power outages in several homes along the narrow street. Meanwhile, Zim drew out his mechanical legs desperately trying to outrun the persistent Sizz-Lorr behind him. Even though Zim was much more agile than he was, Sizz-Lorr was in excellent shape. In one last attempt, Zim leapt from the housetops. He had one last plan as he bounded for the City Park.
The frycook quickly caught up with the tiny Irken just as he was scurrying up into an immense beech tree.
"Hey Sizz-Lorr can't we talk about this?" said Zim trying to stall time.
Sizz-Lorr snarled in reply. As Zim slid out onto a creaking limb, he gazed at the sparkling lake below suddenly getting an idea. Zim grinned wickedly as he came face to face with Sizz-Lorr. The frycook confused at this gesture laughed a little to himself.
"I don't know what you're so happy about Zim, seeing that very soon
you will again be serving on Foodcourtia."
The comment didn't change Zim's evil expression.
"No, I don't think so."
Filled with fury, Sizz-Lorr began to walk out to Zim on the rickety branch. In normal circumstances, Sizz-Lorr would have been able to see that the branch would not support him. However, at the time his anger had taken over and stopped him from thinking clearly. Just as he stepped forward, he felt the sickening crack of wood. Zim quickly jumped onto the next highest branch. Before Sizz-Lorr had time to react, it was too late. He was falling, falling towards the dark oblivion below. His body thrashed in midair as he braced himself for the impact. The moment he hit the surface of the foreign substance, he let out a piercing cry. Every nerve ending in his body was screaming with mercy as he felt the horrible stinging sensation. It was if he was on fire. The collision had caused his mask to fall away and now he was using all his remaining strength in attempt to pull himself to the surface. But it was no use. He began to feel faint, partially from the excruciating pain and from the lack of air. He sank deeper and deeper, darkness swirling around him until everything went black.
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