Invader Johnny - Let's hope a miracle occurs, then. Thanks for the review!
Guest - Thanks for the review, and poor Zim indeed.
Invader Nae - Thanks for reviewing! Spot on about Zim - he's the cutest idiot ever! So cute I could eat him up...or write about him getting eaten up.
TallestCora - Thanks for the review! That WOULD have been a good idea, but I personally think Deruna wanted to watch him get betrayed. She's sick like that. And yum, doom!
DoughnutRing - Thanks for the review, your patience and your patronage! I do appreciate it. I was wondering the same thing. Realistically, he'd probably laugh and encourage Deruna to enjoy her meal (after taking lots of pictures to take back to Earth). And yes, poor Zim! Will his ego finally be cut down to size after being so brutally spurned? I don't feel rushed, thanks so much though. :)
Sorry for the wait, everyone! This chapter took awhile. Enjoy and review! Also, say hello to Skoodge, who, as in canon, is living in Zim's basement.
ZIM stares at DERUNA in terror, the truth dawning on him.
ADVISOR: Shall I tell the men to prepare the Feast Barge, milady?
DERUNA: Indeed! I'd say the main course is ready.
ZIM: The main course? My queen, you can't eat me!
DERUNA: Poor, naive Irken Pig. You're so tender, we can't resist you.
ZIM: B-but you- my mate –THIS IS NOT A CONSTRUCTIVE WAY TO EXPRESS AFFECTION!
DERUNA: You are not my mate. You are my meat.
ADVISOR: I wrote that.
ZIM: You're been planning to eat me the entire time! Haven't you? Admit it!
DERUNA: I do admit it.
ZIM: YOU'RE LYING!
DERUNA: Why else would I have made my servants fatten you up, Zim? The Moon Ball is tonight and you are to be our main course. My kitchen staff is preparing your pot.
ZIM: Fatten me up? Moon Ball? POT! You're gonna make me soup?
DERUNA: No, I meant we're making you *into* soup...but would you like some soup?
ZIM: NO! I won't have another *morsel* of your delectable trash. I shall escape! Just you watch!
ZIM makes small, pathetic grunting noises while trying to inch his body off the ground. The MANTIS watch in silence, looking unimpressed.
ZIM (sweating): ZIM SHALL ESCAPE!
DERUNA: That's it, I've had enough of this. Roll him, boys!
MENSERVANTS heave ZIM from his spot on the deflated beanbag chair and begin rolling him into the hall. As they roll him, ZIM screams in protest.
ZIM: NO! What do you think you're doing? I'm not food, I am ZIM! I am the almighty ZIM! When the Tallest hear that you tried to make soup out of the mighty Zim's tender meats - GIR! Defensive mode! GIR! SAVE ME!
Cut to the WATCH TOWER of the palace and an entranceway to a wing we haven't seen before. Atop the tower, a four-armed SQUID MAN overlooks the troupe of MENSERVANTS that have put ZIM on a giant trolley and are moving him down the street as he yells and grunts in protest.
Cut to an elevator in the PALACE GARAGE. GIR steps out of an elevator and enters the MANTI ship repair bay. It is a spacious room with MANTI mechanics fixing tanks and battleships. GIR hops out of the elevator unnoticed by MANTI workers.
GIR: Helloo! I need my Voot, where's my Voot? Anybody?
INTERCOM VOICE: Urgent message from the Queen: Prepare the Feast Barge.
Workers in greasy overalls observe a large metal platform being lifted with a crane.
GIR: Ooh, that's one big burrito.
GIR hits himself on the head.
GIR: No tacos, Master's in trouble! I gotta do good! I gotta help my poor piggy Master!
GIR shrieks with happiness as the VOOT CRUISER is revealed from behind the platform.
GIR: Don't worry Masta, I's comin'!
GIR opens the VOOT and hops in, unnoticed by MANTIs.
GIR: YAY! ...What I do now? GottathinkgittathinkgottathinkGOTIT! Get me the Skoodge!
Cut to ZIM's LAB. SKOODGE is drawing a virtual map of BLORCH when GIR pops up on the screen.
SKOODGE: Oh, hey, GIR! Where's your master?
GIR: THEYGONNAEATHIMCURTAINSMYMASTERISINTROUBLEINEEDTAC OSANDYOURHELP! AHHH!
SKOODGE: Whoa, slow down! What happened to Zim?
GIR: The blue guys are gonna eat up my Master, I told you! They gots cake and a big pot to boil him! I need to stop them before -
GIR makes a perfect "O" face; the corrugated ceiling of the garage opens up and a propelled vehicle raises the FEAST PLATFORM up. It flies over ZIM, who is being wheeled in the trolley as though it, combined with his bulk, is reminiscent of a parade float rolling down the street of MANTI. DERUNA rides on the front of the trolley, waving jazz music plays throughout the planet, serving as some sort of anthem. It lands half a mile from where ZIM currently is. ZIM, who has been gazing at DERUNA, sees another helicopter device follow and lower the pot from the kitchen onto the surface. The pot is covered. ZIM, pale and shaking, nudges a GUARD.
ZIM: Eh, is that where they're planning to cook me?
THE GUARD groans and drools in response. Cut back to GIR and SKOODGEs' transmission.
GIR: Y'see? That's where they're gonna cook 'em! I'm ascared, Skoodge.
SKOODGE leaps down from his chair.
SKOODGE: They sent him to Manti! Those jerks make me want to - urgh, never mind. Computer, get me the Voot's remote command chair. Don't worry, GIR, I'll make sure your master doesn't end up as next week's leftovers. Now, pull out that keyboard and press, "zero, zero"...
GIR: Dookie time!
GIR has suddenly acquired a sombrero, and is bouncing off the walls of the VOOT. SKOODGE sighs.
SKOODGE: Zim might be in bigger trouble than I thought...
ZIM: Eh, is that where they're planning to cook me?