I am sooooooooo sorry! m(._.)m
I do not deserve such awesome people reading my stories! GUH! my computer has been acting so crazy lately and I have become so so so so sooooo busy because of college and all I have been unable to update as much as I wanted too *sob*sob*sob* TT_TT
I have to update via I-pad, its fun but I miss updaaaaatiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing :(
Grr! it makes me soooooooooo angry! *tablefliprage*(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
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But with all due seriousness, yeah I am sorry for not updating as much as I wanted to.
Life keeps me busy along with new fan fictions (Secrets of Jack Spicer is the newest and another is on its way) and with little Jack here.
Jack:Hi. Coming soon to a computer near you! the new stories written by Sakiko!
For Xiaolin Showdown- Pearl (second FemJack), Chase's cat, Touch my awesome button, Farfalla, Epic Meal Time, and Inception (the Xiaolin way)
For Megamind: Punch club-rewritten! Tangled!(possible, still debating) and the Superman effect(sneak peak in The Prodigy)
For Invader Zim: KICK ASS (Dib style), and District
and as a crossover for Red vs. Blue Megamind, Invader Zim and Xiaolin showdown, The "Epic" Chronicle that somehow works- Red vs. Blue: The League of Extraordinary Nobodies
Thank you jack ^^ *hugs*
So yeah, bear with me my loves!
See that I still adore your support and your stories (yes I read) as well as your acknowledgements!
Jack: on with the story and enjoy!
Don't forget to review please and thank you!
Jack: -siiiiiiiiiiigh-
Chapter 7 In The Garden
"do you have any nice queens for mummy?"
(dog yips)
Zim shuddered as he heard the conversation. closing the door to and basement flat.
'What and odd couple. What did they mean by danger?' Thought Zim as he left the basement flat, walking up the old and wet brick stairs and into the fog. 'In danger?' he thought again, heading up the side-porch steps to his brothers' flat.
In danger.
It sounded exiting.
It didn't sound like a bad thing.
Not really.
Zim continued on his way until he heard a small familiar 'click' behind him, and a familiar 'rattle'.
Smiling impishly, Zim decided to take the long way back to his brothers' flat. Jumping down the porch steps and walking into the drive-way, where the car and the fallen over tree was.
after looking back to see a familiar lens following him, Zim smiled and took hold of it, pulling the lens and the wearer up from the fog.
"Great! the village stalker," growled Zim punching the Dib membrane on the shoulder, while taking off the boy's strange spying gear.
As usual, the boy with the weird hair-do was wearing his black trench coat, only this time he seemed more casual. Wearing some black pants, comfortable black shoes and a blue 'straight face'(:|) T-shirt.
"Ow! I wasn't stalking you!" complained Dib, rubbing his shoulder, "we're hunting banana slugs" he said with a smile.
"what do you mean 'we'?" asked Zim looking around the fog nervously.
Zim looked at the moving bulge that suddenly appeared in Dib's trench coat, finally coming out from the back, where the hoodie was, a familiar furry black head appeared.
"Say Hi, Mimi!" cooed Dib, allowing the black cat to rest on his shoulder.
"meow!"
"ha!" Zim laughed looking at the supposedly 'feral' cat. "your cat's not wild, he's a wuss puss!" he laughed, "Not as brave as the mighty Ziiiim!" he teased.
Mimi let out an annoyed growl as Zim teased her.
"what? She just hates to get her feed wet. Jeez!" said Dib, snatching back his spying mask from Zim.
"wuss puss," said Zim in a sing-song tune.
Mimi only hissed and jumped off Dib's shoulders and onto a half of a fallen log, the part where the branches almost touched the roof of the Pink Palace.
Apparently, years ago, that old tree was struck by lightning, blocking the parking. So it had to be cut into halves, and only the top half touched the house while the roots hung at the other side, reaching out towards the grass.
"So what happened to your cheek?" asked Dib, eyeing the dark marks on Zim's cheek.
"Oh uhhh, I fell," Zim lied.
"You fell?" asked Dib looking at Zim questioningly.
"Yes, I fell, it was an accident," Zim lied, shifting his weight slightly as he remembered the incident with his brother.
Rolling his eyes Dib put on his spying mask and pulled out some barb-b-q tongs from his trench coat. Looking down into the fog, he started to follow the slimy trail of a banana slug.
"Awesome I just found a trail!" said Dib, adjusting the mask's lenses and walking off in the direction of the trail.
Zim, who was bored, only followed the boy, letting his purple rain boots sink into the mud as he did.
Looking up he saw his look-alike doll through one of his bedroom windows.
'How did it get there?' He thought staring up at the little doll. It looked strange somehow...Then Zim remembered the person that gave him that doll.
"So, that doll," said Zim, starting up conversation due to curiosity, "Did you make it look like me?"
"Oh, no," Said Dib, shaking his head as he continued to follow the slimy trail, "Sis and I found it that way. It's older than Dad...Old as this house, probably," he mumbled with a shrug.
"Come on," snorted Zim, adjusting his explorers hat, "green skin, my antennae, my swampers and raincoat?"
"Dang! check out slugzilla!" Exclaimed Dib, practically ignoring Zim's statement and shoving the slimy slug in Zim's face.
Cringing, Zim pushed the creature out of his personal space and sighed with frustration, "you're just like them," he growled.
Dib looked at the slimy creature with a confused look and then returned his gaze to Zim.
"Huh?"
"He means you're slimy and ugly!" chuckled a dark familiar voice.
Turning around he could see the purple haired sibling smirking rather evilly.
"AH! How'd you get to be so stealthy?" asked Zim jumping back slightly.
"It's a gift," hummed Gaz, opening a brown eye, looking over the Pink Palace. Like dib she was dressed rather casually, wearing a little black dress with black striped hot pink leggings and a black striped grey thin sweatshirt underneath. Around her neck was a small skull necklace that seemed to compliment Gaz in a good way.
"Humph, anyways Dib, I meant my brothers," growled Zim, making 'clutching' hands as he spoke of his brothers "they don't listen to me either."
"Uh huh, you mind?"said Dib, once again ignoring the Irken and shoving a small digital camera in his hands.
"Take a picture!" encouraged Dib, positioning himself in front of the camera.
"Hey Dibby did you remember to take the lens-cap off?" teased Gaz, pointing at the digital camera with a smirk.
"Yes! okay Tim, ready? Om nom nom!"
Dib smiled as he modeled for the camera, acting as if he were eating the head of the rather large slug he had found.
"Oh I know a nasty one!" said Gaz taking the slug with her bare hand and placing it by her nose, stretching the poor creature out as far as it could, making it look like an ugly booger.
"Nyaaaauugh" she moaned as Zim took the picture.
"Eheheheheeeew!" laughed Dib, taking the slug back as Gaz snickered.
"Okay here's a good one, slugzilla! Ahhhh! Oh no, it gonna eat me!" Dib cried, making a panicked expression as he positioned himself for the picture, drawing the slug closer to the camera, making it look bigger.
"Gross, that's a cool picture," mumbled Zim, smiling slightly.
"Hmmm," Dib smiled and covered the slug and his face with his sleeve, nearing the camera he revealed his slug mustache.
"Ew!" cried Zim laughing as he took the picture.
Gaz only snickered and shook her head.
Dib, who had his fun with the slug, already tossed it aside into the fog without much care. Soon enough, things got quiet and slightly awkward as Zim returned the camera.
"you know," sighed Gaz "we've never been inside the pink palace."
Zim cocked an invisible brow, "you're kidding," he snorted.
"Psh. Dad'll kill us. Thinks its dangerous or something," said Dib, looking up at the Pink Palace, eyes darting around, inspecting the old mansion.
"dangerous?" asked Zim, looking up at his temporary home. It could be, with the weird neighbors, the fog and his brothers.
"Well, he had a twin sister," said Gaz, pacing around Dib and Zim, sort of how like an animal stalks its prey.
"So?" urged Zim, his antennae, now alert under his explorers cap, wiggling in curiosity.
"When they were kids," continued Gaz in a subtle tone, "Dad's sister disappeared."
Zim's antennae were now high and alert, lifting Zim's hat slightly off his head. This was interesting.
"He says she was stolen," said Dib, eyeing the Irken's antennae, a small smirk appearing on his lips.
Zim immediately glared at the boy, flattening his antennae against his head, "Touch them, you die," he warned.
Dib only laughed nervously and took a few steps back at the threat. Still it was tempting.
"Stolen?" asked Zim, returning his attention to the house.
Mimi was lounging on the roof by Zim's window, growling at a certain doll.
"Meow!"
"Mimi, get down from there!" called Dib, annoyed at the black furred creature.
Mimi only continued to growl, aching her back threateningly as some unseen enemy.
"Maybe she found one of Mr. Rodriguez's chicks or mice?" asked Zim shrugging.
Dib only laughed out loud, "Don't be stupid, that "Chicken Foot's astounding circus" is all in Mr. Rodriguez's head!"
Gaz nodded in agreement as Zim only twitched his antennae in slight annoyance.
"Well, what do you think?" asked Zim, going back on the subject and eyeing the Pink Palace once more.
"About what?" asked Gaz, opening a brown eye.
"About your father's sister," said Zim.
"Well I ahhh..." Gaz, shrugged as she thought about her father, "I don't know, maybe she just ran away?" she concluded.
"Gazlene! Dib!" called a voice in the distance.
Both siblings groaned.
"Come on Mimi!" called Dib, grunting as Mimi quickly jumped off the Pink Palace's roof and onto the boys shoulder, "Bye Tim," said Dib with a wave and disappearing into the fog.
"Look, we gotta go, nice talking to ya Timmy," said Gaz following after her brother and disappearing into the swirling fog leaving Zim hungry for more answers.
"wait a minute!" called Zim, hoping to learn more about the Membrane's missing aunt, "Huhh..."
Zim looked over the house again, staring into his bedroom window with interest...
Maybe this wasn't such a boring place after all...but still...something wasn't right...
Something seemed off…
That night, after a quick and quiet dinner, Zim was determined to go back into the dream, back to his wonderland. So, sneaking in a bit of cheddar cheese into his room, Zim quickly showered and dressed in his usual green polka-dotted pajamas, leaving some pieces of the cheddar on the floor by his bedroom door.
"This should lure the mice in here," chuckled Zim, crawling back into bed and falling asleep with his robot doll, waiting and hoping that he would dream off into the wonderful wonderland that lay behind the little door.
Slowly but surely familiar sounds reached him and awakened him.
-Squeak- -squeak- -cheep- -squeak-
Zim smiled sitting up and staring at the door, there he could see a familiar mouse picking up a piece of cheddar and handing it off to a new creature, an adorable yellow chick with black button eyes. Picking the dairy product in its mouth the chick ran out the door the jumping mouse following after.
Leaping out of bed Zim followed the mice and chick down the stairs and into the living room where the door was cracked open, the mice and chick scrambling inside to the other world.
Zim quickly opened the door fully, smiling in happiness as he saw the colorful hallway only to frown when he smelled the odd odor from before.
Old…dusty…and slow.
But behind the odd smell was something that smelled more delicious… the smell of cooked oil and fresh fruit.
Zim followed the smell into the colorful hallway, smiling as he reached the other side and walked into what seemed to be the living room.
He could already hear his Other Mother humming a tune, it sounded so much like his real mother.
Walking down the hall and into the kitchen, Zim paused suddenly at seeing his Other Mother. He still wasn't used to the button eyes that were sowed into the Other Mother's face.
"welcome back, darling," she sang as she turned around, this time the Other mother was wearing a black and white polka-dot dress that came down to her knees, black high heeled shoes and a pink apron that covered her front. Apparently the Other Mother was cooking some omelets.
"Hi," greeted Zim rather shyly.
"so thoughtful of you to send this nice cheddar, Zim," hummed the Other Mother, grating some of the cheddar into a pan with a cooking omelet.
"Cheddar? Ooh! the mice bait," said Zim, eyeing the omelet rather hungrily.
"Would you go fetch your brother Viola?" asked the Other Mother, wiping her hands rather gracefully on her apron, "I bet he's hungry as a pumpkin by now."
"you mean my Other Brother," corrected Zim, lifting an invisible brow up at his Other Mother.
"you're better brother, dear," said the Other Mother, "He's out in the garden."
Zim's antennae shot up in surprise, "But my parents don't have time to garden!" said Zim.
"Shush-shush!" said the Other Mother, popping a juicy strawberry into Zim's mouth with a 'plop.'
"MMMM!" Zim chewed on the strawberry, humming in glee at the amazing taste.
"go on," urged the Other Mother, patting Zim's head.
Shrugging Zim headed out the kitchen door and into the cool night air, chewing on the remainder of the delicious strawberry. "omnomnom" he mumbled.
Looking up, Zim gasped as he saw the night sky, full of stars and above a glowing full moon.
"Oh wow," sighed Zim, listening to the crickets chirp as he walked down the steps to the earth and headed towards the garden gates.
Unlike in the real world, where the garden was dead and grey, this garden seemed to be brimming with life, equipped with new non-rusty and non-creaky gates, a new golden bridge that proudly stood over a lovely manmade lake, with various fish and sprinklers that shoot out water in pretty patterns. The flowerbeds brimming with the most beautiful plants, daises, forget-me-nots, lilies, roses, pitcher plants with red and gold frogs with red button eyes that popped out whenever Zim walked by, causing him to laugh in surprise, bleeding hearts, pumpkins and pansies, each one glowing and growing right before Zim's eyes.
"This is amazing!" cried Zim, gasping as he saw golden humming birds flying around him, humming a tune and flying off to pollinate the flowers.
"Hey!" called a familiar voice, catching Zim's attention.
Riding on some sort of praying mantis like gardening machine was the Other Purple, waving at Zim as he planted and watered, thirty by thirty, lovely yellow flowers that bloomed soon after watering.
"I love your garden!" shouted Zim, giggling as the Other Purple adjusted the large yellow hat that lay on his head.
"Our garden, Zim!" corrected the Other Purple.
It was a funny sight, the Other Purple was still wearing the strange slippers and robe and was gardening. Actually gardening.
"Look out for the dragon snappers!" called the Other Purple, steering his machine toward Zim.
"Dragon wha-?" Zim's sentence was suddenly interrupted as "dragon snappers" appeared from the cobble stones beneath Zim, growing with dragon like yellow heads and tickling Zim rather mercilessly.
"Oh! no!"cried Zim, laughing uncontrollably "stop tickling me!"
Zim laughed on and fell onto the ground as the dragon snappers continued to tickle him, nipping lightly at his belly and feet.
"oh, brother in distress!" cried the Other Purple, picking up a strange horn-like flower and blowing on hit, causing it to blow up and cry out a trumpeting sound.
Zim finally gasped for air as the dragon snappers were cut off by a swoop of a mantis blade and neatly organized into a bouquet.
"tickle no more, you dragon snappers," laughed the Other Purple, picking up Zim by the hand and lifting him onto the machine.
"s-she says it's time for dinner, breakfast, food," sighed Zim rather awkwardly as he hung on to purple. "I can't believe you did this!" gasped Zim, looking around the garden once again.
"Mother said you'd like it. Boy, she knows you like the back of her hand," said the Other Purple, driving the machine back to the house as Zim laughed and enjoyed the ride.
"Mmmm... So good," said Zim, taking a mouthful of omelet. Once he came back, the Other Purple put the dragon snappers in a vase and placed them in the middle of the wooden table that stood in the kitchen, just like at Zim's real home…almost.
The Other Red ate quietly as the Other Purple stacked his plate with pancakes and powdered donuts humming "I love dinner, breakfast, food."
The other mother, unlike her family, once again ate nothing and her plate stayed clean and empty as she amused herself, feeding strawberries and blueberries to the dragon snappers with a cheerful smile on her face.
"Zim," said the Other Mother suddenly after feeding another dragon snapper "Mr. Rodriguez has invited you to see his pets perform after dinner."
"Really?" said Zim, his antennae perking up, "those know-it-all Dib said that it was all in 'Chicken Foot's' head. I knew he was wrong."
"well, everything's right in this world, kiddo," said the Other Red with a warm smile.
"your brothers and I will clean up while you and your friends head upstairs," said the Other Mother, getting up and picking up her empty plate.
"My friend?" asked Zim, quirking a brow as the Other Red got up and opened the kitchen door, revealing two familiar siblings dressed in their casual clothing and with black button eyes sowed into their smiling faces.
"Great," sighed Zim, "Another stalker and wannabe Goth."
"hello No-brains," greeted Zim, waving his hand slightly as he finished his omelet.
The two siblings didn't respond.
"Hello!" said Zim, waving again, slightly offended at the siblings' unintentional rudeness.
"I thought you'd like them more if they spoke a little less. So I fixed them," said the Other Mother with a smile, patting Zim's head rather lovingly.
"So they, can't talk at all?" asked Zim, pointing at the siblings, eyes wide.
"Nope," answered the Other Mother, picking up Zim's plate and putting it in the sink.
"Hmm. I like it!" said Zim, getting up to observe the Other Siblings.
"Now run along you three, and have fun!" urged the Other Mother, shooing them out the door with a kind smile.
Zim smirked as he heard Gir, his robot doll that was alive in this world cry out, "WAIT FOR MEEEE!" as he came running down the stairs and latching onto the Other Dib.
"Your head smells like a puppy!" cried Gir.
Zim only laughed.
This was a fun wonderland.
Okay Everyone that's all I can really do right now, I hope this chapter was good and that you enjoyed it.
Once again I apologize for making you all wait for so long! TT_TT
I will try to update more often, as well as to continue on with some of my other fictions.
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