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4:Letters
I opened my eyes to a blinding light leaking in through the voot's windshield. What was that? The windshield was tinted, it shouldn't be this bright! I sat up quickly and looked around. Oh, yeah. I'm on Earth. Silly me, my only home for the past two years was lying in a smoking heap in this kid's backyard. Oh joy. Don't cry. Things could be much worse, I thought to myself. I could be lying in a cold jail cell back on Irk. Speaking of which…
"Where are we Chi?" My robots eyes flickered from black to green as she rebooted.
"Dib's house!" This was going to be fun. I gritted my teeth before responding.
"Okay. And his house is where?"
"On Earth! In the Milky Way! Candy bar…" Chi spaced out and began staring into the distance.
"Remind me why I let that robot try sugar." I muttered to myself, stretching my legs out. I dug my clothes out of the small backpack I had saved from our crash and got dressed. Stupid, pinkish, standard issue Irken military uniform. Antennae loosely curled at the end. I guessed they'd been messed up from my restless sleeping. Whatever, I had some serious salvaging to do, and cute antennae weren't going to help me with that. Like anyone cared about that in the first place. I mused walking downstairs towards the back door. I jerked the door open and felt the sun on my face; it felt nice outside today. Before I could step outside I felt someone grab my hand and tug me back. I whirled around to face Dib. The door slammed.
"What do you think you're doing?" I looked him up and down. Bare feet, black flannel pajama pants, and a blue tee shirt. His wire rimmed glasses sat on his nose at an awkward angle. His black hair was in a scythe, which had random strands of hair coming sticking off it. I smirked a little at this; it reminded me of he way one of my old friend's antennae looked.
"Well, I thought I'd go out, catch some rays. Vitamin D. No, I have to see of there's anything I can salvage from my crashed ship." Anything that might tell that stupid military where I am. "By the way, your hand is extremely cold, did you sleep in the refrigerator or something?" I knew that it was the fact that my PAK always kept my body heat generously high, but I had to see exactly how much he knew about this kind of technology. If not, get a good laugh out of it.
"I don't walk around with a life-support on my back. Sorry."
"Impressive. Tell me exactly what PAKs do." I smirked looking at my fingernails. This would be entertaining.
"PAKs help Irken adapt to any aspects of an environment that would be lethal to them otherwise. They can heal some sicknesses, filter air, and they control body temperature." Wow, had to give him credit- he knew Irk's technology.
"Okay, so if I'll be completely safe here, why can't I go outside?"
"Haven't you noticed that you don't exactly look like a human? People would be kind of curious if they saw a green skinned girl walking around my backyard. I admit we have to do something about the ship, but not while you look like that!" As if to help prove his point, Chi walked in and flipped the top of her head open. "I think I've made my point. Humans don't have robots walking around their house. Or green skin." He did have a point. I sighed and crossed my arms.
"Okay, I'll get a disguise I guess. What does Zim's look like?" I might hate him, but if he was blending in here, so could I.
"His disguise wouldn't fool anyone!"
"But is it working? He hasn't been discovered?" Dib shook his head slowly, and his eyes widened when he understood what I was getting at. "I don't need a good disguise, just something that'll fool the average person. So, maybe a wig to cover the antennae, and some new clothes?"
"That's…. a strange idea, but it might work. Hold on a minute." Dib left the room and came back a minute later with a longhaired black wig. "Try this on." I looked at it for a minute before letting my eyes slide back to him.
"Why do you have a girl's wig ?"
"I'd rather not explain it."
"That's okay, I'm not sure I want to know." I smirked tucking my antennae back and putting the wig on over them.
"When Gaz gets up you can ask her if she has anything you can wear… but don't count on it, she's never nice to strangers. Or me."
"She can't be that bad." I trailed off and looked at my feet. On Irk, nobody knew their parents. Everything was done by machine there, which explained why everyone was identical at birth. And why nobody had any real siblings.
"Someone say my name?" A sharp female voice brought me back to reality. I looked up and noticed a purple haired girl standing in the doorway. She had dark eyes ringed with smudged eyeliner. This wasn't helped by the fact that she looked mad enough to burn a hole through the wall by simply staring at it.
"G-Gaz." Dib stuttered, "This is Wave, she's the new exchange student at our school. I'm supposed to show her around town. She-" I smacked a hand over his mouth.
"She can speak for herself. Gaz, my closet's kind of thin so I was wondering if you had anything that fits me." The girl closed her eyes for a minute before nodding and gesturing for me to follow her. Gaz led me into her room and flung open the closet doors.
"Take your pick." I had to say I was impressed. She had an expansive closet, and the clothes looked pretty expensive.
"How do you afford all this?" Gaz smirked a little before answering.
"My Dad's a famous scientist. Enough said." Great. I had chosen to crash in the backyard of one of the most famous people in the world. It figures that something like this would happen to me, doesn't it? I started looking through the closet and picked out a black and white striped tank top and a pair of black jeans.
"This okay with you?" Gaz nodded when I held the clothes up. I started to walk out of the room but stopped when I heard the sharp voice from behind me.
"One thing. What girl in her right mind would actually want to hang out with Dib? He's so…weird." The question caught me off guard. Being seen with Dib would make me stand out, but at the same time, he was helping me blend in.
"Well, he's not that bad. He seems nice to me."
"Whatever." Gaz snorted and switched on her Gameslave. I rolled my eyes and headed to my room to change. Maybe it was better that I didn't have a brother or sister if this is how they treated each other. As soon as I pulled the shirt over my head, my PAK's spider legs began cutting a hole in the back of the shirt. It had to be exposed at all times so that it could filter air, but I wished there was a less conspicuous way to do it. I took a pair of scissors out of a drawer and cut the arms off my gloves. It was way too hot to wear long gloves in this weather. I glanced in the mirror before dashing downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Ta-dah." I said in a monotone voice before impatiently turning the doorknob. "Can I go outside now?"
"Fine, but only if you let me look over your shoulder."
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It wasn't good. We had been looking all day, and hadn't found anything. No food, medicine, or "flame resistant blankets" had made it. Stupid military-issued crap. The basic frame of the ship was all that was left, the rest of it ashes.
"Well, that was enlightening." Dib mumbled sarcastically.
"No, I'm going to find something. I changed my entire appearance just to come out here! I'm not going in until I find something!" I ran my fingers through what used to be the voot's storage compartment. Nothing. I turned to check the control panel (or what was left of it) when I noticed a small silver glint. The implants in my eyes caught the sudden light and zeroed in on it. I dug through the cinders until I felt a familiar shape slip into my hand.
"My communicator!"
"My ears." Dib moaned and turned around. "What is it?"
"It's my communicator. I use it keep in contact with my friends on Irk. I just hope it still works…" I flipped it open and slid my thumb over the power switch. The screen flickered blue and white before a robotic voice reported that I had two waiting messages. "Yes!"
"How does it work?"
"Well, it's too hard for me to explain, so I'll just show you." I scrolled through my list of contacts and found who I was looking for. "Okay, so I'm sending a message to Pez." I spoke into the small microphone below the screen. "Hey, it's me. Haven't checked your messages yet, just wanted to let you guys know I'm here. Tell Bid that…. Nothing. Just reply." I hit the send button and flipped it shut.
"So, who's Bid?"
"I'll answer that when you tell me why you have a girl's wig." I smirked at him before dropping the crescent-shaped communicator into my PAK
"Okay. Be that way. But I'll get it out of you eventually."
"If you say so." He yawned and stretched his arms. Humans get tired so quickly. I could go almost a week before needing to sleep again. Another great feature PAKs provide.
"I think I'm going to bed. It's been a long day."
"I have to check these messages…god only knows what Bid wanted."
"When you talk about him like that, I just wonder even more who he is."
"Keep wondering." I saluted him with two fingers and pushed the door to my room shut.
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I sat on the roof and flipped my communicator open.
"Messages." I said to the microphone.
"Message from General Bid on Wednesday, July 9th, 2008. Playing:"
"Hey, it's me. Wave, you have to come back while you still can. I can't keep talking the Tallest out of your death sentence. I don't want to do this, but I'll have to take you by force if you don't come quietly. I'm sorry. Tell Chi that I said hi. And check your other message. I sent you something." I checked my box and smiled when I saw the music note icon.
"One new MusicNote. Playing:"
"Your favorite song, enjoy." I heard a guitar strumming before a soft Japanese voice began singing. I let the familiar music wash over me as I tipped my head back, gazing at the sky. I felt the wig slide off and my antennae swaying in the breeze. How many late nights had I spent like this? Sitting on the roof of the Massive, listening to music or talking to Bid. Stop it. Being homesick wouldn't help me now. I flipped the communicator shut and held my head in my hands. Just send him a message so you'll stop thinking about it!
"I can't come back. I told you, what they're doing is wrong. I wasn't lying when I said I wouldn't stand for it. If you try to bring me back, I'll defend myself. If you send Tak for me, I'll draw blood. Good luck." I flipped the communicator shut and climbed down to my room, telling myself I'd meant every word of it. I pulled off my boots and jeans, pulled the bed sheets up to my neck, and let sleep claim me.
The song played through my head all night.
Okay, sorry that took so long! But this is a longer and better chapter than the others in my opinion. Read and review, I'll update ASAP.
Oh, almost forgot the disclaimer: the song is Letters by Utada Hikaru, I don't own it. You can find a link to the song in my profile.
The next chapter won't be in Wave's point of view, but you'll get to learn more about who Pez and Bid are.