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cheddarbiscuit
Chapter 16
I would have screamed, but I was in public.
TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!
I'm more exited about Tak than the smut. I can't explain it. I am.
Actually, this story is so much better than the others, hands down, I really wouldn't care if you cut out anything explicit and gave it a T rating. I can't speak for everyone else, of course. But I wouldn't.
And Gaz's procession reminded me of meeting the wizard of Oz, you know, from the movie, but Gaz is no Dorothy. Obviously why she's wearing a red dress and not a blue gingham dress.
Also, Dib is only as much of a dick as you write him. You can't blame him because you want to make him seem like a jerk. I'm sorry. He probably really wanted to say good bye to his sister, you just wouldn't let him.
Psh, I scream in public all the time. DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!
This is true (about Dib).
However I reserve the right to scold myself. :D
OMG, you have nooooooooo idea how much I debated before this on whether I was just going to do this the Twilight-Way and leave it trailing off and then starting up again where they come back naked and tired. But I promised myself I'd do it the right way, no matter how mortifying it is. -_-
He, I'm trying to image Gaz as Dorothy and I cannot do so without seeing Zim pacing around with his hands behind his back and muttering to himself about how the HELL this happened and solutions, Dib lying on his back and staring up at the sky boredly, and Gaz sitting down, holding one of the shoes in her hand and asking what the purpose of the glitter is on it, and arguing that a less-conspicuous shoe-style probably would've been better if there was a witch trying to hide them from everyone.
But thus is my imagination.
AND YOU CAN CHILLAX, TAK HAS ARRIVED!
London Bai and Diane Hart
Chapter 16
HAHAHA! Skoodge is afraid of Gaz. Then again, who wouldn't because even Zim fears her on occasion ;)
Tak will show up eventually, yes?
And will the Professor (and the government) make another last attempt to contact Zim because I was thinking: Now that Gaz is back with Zim, her presence might convice the US to finally give in.
I am so excited for the next chapter!
(confused)
*_*
Didn't . . . Wait, they surrendered thought already!
Chapter 13, I think.
GO RE-READ!
:D
xoAmaxi
Chapter 16
DIB, YOU-... YOU.. .
BAD BROTHER. D:
At least Gaz and Zim are finally together..
ON WITH THE WEDDING-
This can only mean one thing; THE STORY IS GOING TO GET EVEN MORE INTERESTING!
Caaan't wait! o:
Re-read my old stories, since I needed a refresher and I was just curious to see how my writing had changed. And you know what I realized?
Every time there was a lull point, I immediately had action right afterwards.
Rest assured, reader, I am far to impatient and spastic to ever have more then 1 chapter that's just a plot filler. XD
Thanks!
Captor of the Crazies
Chapter 16
Just thought I'd say this, I'm getting a just teensy bit tired of people saying Gaz is OOC I mean I know she's a goth and everything but she's still a human with the ability to cry DARNIT! People complaining about OCness need to grow a pair and swallow their comments because we as fans put the FAN in fanfiction! And frankly I like Gaz less b*tchy! Now that that's out of the way! I can't wait for the smut!
This is true, it's the writers and the readers personal interpretation.
Personally, I think that Gaz is just smart, not a goth really or emo or depressed or what is in most Gaz-involved stories. I think she's just like, "Okay, your stupid; Why should I have any contact with you whatsoever?" and genius is intimidating, as is her general cruel mannerisms.
3 HER ANYWAYS!
Thanks! ^_^
KotaWingz
Chapter 16
I was feeling bad for Dib until he refused to say goodbye to Gaz. -_- Damn it Dib!
Oh, I finally have another guess!
4. When Gaz goes to meet the Tallest and they give her a challenge, she has to fight Tak!
Eh, it's not a very good guess, but whatever.
Another FANTASTIC chapter! MUST. READ. MORE!
4. Not even close.
BUT YOU FIND OUT IN THIS CHAPTER! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gman2092
Chapter 16
lol who needs them hottness points anyway. PSSSH.
And excellent chap BTW
HELL YES! Who needs to look good these days? PSSSH!
And thanks!
Reunited and it feels so good!
For those of you who don't remember the lyrics in the song I put before the last chapter:
"So sacrifice yourself
And let me have what's left
I know that I can find
The fire in your eyes!"
And once again that is "Breath" by Breaking Benjamin.
I always took "I know that I can find/the fire in your eyes" as a way of saying that even if you're lost, they'll find you and bring you back to your life, that fire you used to have that faded for a while.
And so in honor of that I restore a life to its former glory and state of mind.
IF ANY OF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY IM UPDATING EVERY OTHER DAY NOW: My right hand is CRAMPING. I'm literally writing this with my left hand only. I am so thankful I'm way ahead on my writing, otherwise I'd get so freaking far behind it wouldn't even be funny because I wouldn't be able to write whole chapters with one hand. So I'm slowing my updates to give myself time to be able to heal and get back to being the max chapters ahead of you all so that if something like this happens again, it'll still be no problem.
Enjoy.
Chapter 17
"The Fire in Your Eyes"
Zim picked her cloak up from the ground, draping it around her shoulders again as a a chill ran through the air and she shivered a little.
He kissed her nose, gently. "Stay warm."
Zim led Gaz back to the platform they'd teleported on, leading her with a hand on the small of her back. The second they left, the bubble would disappear and the technology that had projected it would dissolve, ceasing to exist.
It was a rather large step off the ground, so he got up first, lifting her by her waist easily. Gaz was surprised when he didn't release her afterwards, instead pulling her towards him, against his chest.
"By the way," he added, casually. "You look unfairly appealing to Zim at this moment."
Gaz's brow just rose.
Zim took her bare left hand, holding it to his face, "Yes. Especially without that glove of yours covering Zim's gift. Tell me, why did you hide it?"
She was slightly embarrassed but more surprised than that. "I . . . didn't think you'd notice."
"Of course I noticed!" He retorted, looking slightly insulted as he intertwined their hands, pressing her tighter against him. "This ring means a great deal to Zim about your heritage and culture. How could I not notice?"
Gaz shrugged. "I hid it to make Dib more comfortable."
At the mention of her brother she looked down. Zim's gaze softened and he released her hand, brushing it across her face.
"I am truly sorry about that," he said, sympathetically. It was truly a wonder to the onlookers still surrounding them, all of them amazed by Gaz's beauty and the alien's true compassion for her. "Your brother does not deserve you."
Once again, this would make headliners. But neither of them cared anymore.
Gir then climbed up onto Gaz's back, beaming at her. "Hiya!"
Gaz almost smiled, glad he hadn't been changed in her absence. "Hello, Gir."
"He has missed you." Zim informed her as the platform charged up, getting ready to transport them. He glared at Gir, for whatever reason. "He continued to complain to me daily about your absence and ask me where you were."
"But I found you!" Gir proclaimed, cheerfully.
Gaz and Zim both rolled their eyes, sharing a look. It truly was pointless to pretend Gir would ever learn anything.
"Best get used to him now," Zim said, slight amusement in his eyes. "Close your eyes. This light will blind you if you look at it a second time."
She shut her eyes at once, having no desire to lose her sight. The heat from the light strengthened and people cried out, probably stunned at its brightness. Gaz began to snicker, eyes shutting tighter. But they almost snapped open as Zim's mouth pressed hungrily against hers, using the cover of the light to make his move on her. Keeping her eyes shut she kissed him back. He growled hungrily in response. Gaz was just able to hear it above the whine of the machine, only because she was so close to him. Also, she could feel the rumble of it against her chest as his pressed against hers in an attempt to get as close to her as he possibly could, at least for the moment.
Gaz felt his tongue trace her lips, demanding access as he slipped it into her mouth. Gaz's eyes nearly snapped open once again but she settled for digging her nails (manicured and painted a dark red, thanks to Zita's suggestion) into Zim's back. He hissed into her mouth, a strange sensation but not an unpleasant one.
The moment Gaz felt the heat start to retract, Zim was away from her, holding her against his chest but otherwise not touching her. A completely harmless show of affection but Gaz could feel how heavy he was breathing, probably using a great amount of effort to refrain from any further action. But she could tell by the way his gloved finger traced her spine that he was anticipating an opportunity later, one that would prove most satisfying to his needs.
Clearly, he had missed Gaz in more ways then one.
And she was surprised to find just how much she liked that.
Zim kept an arm around her waist as he turned to the smaller alien.
"Invader Skoodge," he said, gesturing to Gaz. "This is my sahlm, Gaz Membrane."
Automatically, Skoodge saluted. "A pleasure and an honor to meet you, ma'am!"
Gaz's brow rose. She could see the terror in his eyes, his fear of her that he was hiding.
She decided to go easy on him, since she'd be living with him for a while.
Two months and a week left.
But Gaz was pretty sure they'd only need another month, at the most.
"Back at you," Gaz replied, nodding at him.
She yawned, very unlike her. But then again, with this much on her mind, Zim decided that it was perfectly in character.
"You must be tired," Zim commented. "Shall we go?"
She nodded, smiling minutely at Skoodge, "It was nice meeting you."
He just stared at her, jerking his head in what she assumed was probably a nod in response.
Zim gave Skoodge of look of slight disapproval before turning back to Gaz, stroking her face with his free hand. "Come, I shall take you to your room."
Her room? So then they wouldn't be sharing one. She smirked.
He was really going through with this whole 'abstinence till marriage' thing, even if he did have her.
"Gir, stay with Skoodge." Zim ordered.
Gir nodded. "Okay!"
Zim turned away from them and led Gaz down a hallway, never relinquishing his hold on her waist. Gaz didn't particularly mind, not at all really. In fact she liked being close to him again, absorbing the touch they had been so deprived of. Despite Zim's visits, they felt a bit starved. Small kisses were not enough, no matter how passionate they had been. Being with each other daily was what they needed and were used to.
Eventually he led her to a grand door, gesturing for her to open it herself.
Gaz touched the doorknob and saw it scan her hand, smirking. "You would."
"It was just a small modification," Zim replied, waving it off. "It does the same for me, but I am the only guest who can enter."
"You're not staying in here with me?" She asked, brow rising. She heard the door unlock but made no move to open it yet.
Zim scoffed at her, smiling in a teasing manner. "No. Zim has told you before, Irkens require no sleep."
"I didn't think you'd have sleep in mind," Gaz retorted, opening the door.
It was large. That was the first thing that she noticed. There were mirrored doors that led to a walk-in closet (though she'd brought none of her clothes) and a curtained glass door that led to a balcony probably half the size of the room. The bed was also enormous, the sheets red and seeming to be made of silk. She entered, hearing Zim follow behind silently, shutting the doors behind them. He was probably awaiting her evaluation of the room anxiously but he would have to wait until she finished her inspection. There was another double door, that was half-open, leading to a violet-themed bathroom. Gaz wondered if it had real water or not.
The floor was carpet, gray, surprisingly. She'd expected green or something. The walls were a darker color of burgundy. The curtains on the door were half-drawn but Gaz went over, opening them fully. The view, even without actually going onto the balcony, was incredible. She could see the entire city and beyond it.
"What do you think?" Zim asked, warily, his impatience getting the better of him.
Gaz turned around, drawing the curtains with an icy expression. He paled.
She smiled. "It's fine."
His eyes narrowed. "Not funny. Zim spent an incredible amount of time redoing this room for your liking."
"I appreciate it." Gaz replied, the cloak dropping from her body, revealing her shoulders and neck. Zim's eyes immediately trained on that spot of flesh of hers. She smirked, noticing the look in his red eyes. "I need to change. As comfortable as this thing is, I'm not sleeping in it."
"I've had the house- fortress create some clothing for you." Zim said, catching himself. It was too easy to think of things as they had once been with Gaz around, sleeping in a room he'd made for her. Oh, the memories it brought back. "I had it look up the average nightwear for females. The clothes are in the closet for you."
Gaz walked over, opening the doors and walking inside.
Her eyes narrowed at the choices, some of them suitable and some of them not so appealing. Obviously the fortress had found 'Victoria's Secret' when it had searched for sleepwear.
Zim waited, looking out the glass doors to the view when he heard the closet open. With bored eyes (Gaz had taken a while with her selections and changing) he glanced over, away, and then immediately back again, eyes growing wide.
Gaz was in a red nightgown, one that ended at her thighs. The straps were no more then strings. There were less revealing things but Gaz didn't feel like being alone in this place for her first night there. She would if she absolutely had to but while Gaz was headstrong and independent, she was never fond of unfamiliar places (or people), even if the places belonged to someone she was well-acquainted with.
And if dressing a bit revealing would eventually make her more comfortable, so be it.
Zim continued to stare at her, more so then when she'd been delivered to him. Gaz stepped over to the curtains, not bothering to shut them. It was dusk and they were well above the city, out of view of the public eye, or anyone's eye, really.
"Close your mouth," Gaz ordered, smirking, hands on her hips.
Zim shut it promptly, unaware it had been open in the first place. Then he walked over, irritation in his eyes, replacing her hands on her hips with his own and holding her to him.
"You just couldn't let me work, could you?" He growled, glaring down at her.
Gaz smirked arrogantly. "Hardly. That would mean being compliant for once."
Zim rolled his eyes, leading her to the bed. "Zim is not going to sleep with you."
"In which way?" Gaz asked, a brow rising. The statement could be taken in two ways; one, he wasn't going to have sex with her (no objections there), or two, he wasn't going to stay with her while she slept.
"Let me correct myself; I'm not going to mate with you. Yet," he added, smirking at her.
She rolled her eyes. "I wasn't asking you to sleep with me in that way. I just didn't want to be alone tonight."
"Someone's acting rather needy tonight," Zim teased as Gaz got in the bed, and he walked around to the other side. He draped the blankets over her form, finding it much easier to take her seriously when she was covered a bit more. "Did you truly miss Zim that much?"
"Oh, shut up," Gaz retorted.
Zim grinned. That was answer enough.
He reached over, pulling her against his chest. She curled herself against him automatically, fitting themselves into a natural position. Zim kept his arm around her waist, leaning down and kissing her head.
"Just so you know," Zim informed her, quietly. "Zim missed you as well."
Gaz held him just a little tighter, saying nothing as she drifted off into her first decent sleep in a month.
"Master Dib?"
He woke to the knocking. He'd cried himself to sleep, though he'd never admit it.
Dib had seen it on the news, Gaz handing herself over. He'd seen her nearly cry and hold Zim, looking like she belonged and knowing that not only had she done the right thing for Earth, but for herself as well.
It pained Dib to realize how stupid he had been only when it was far too late.
She probably hated him now. But even still, he couldn't bring himself to face her.
And now that odd maid was knocking on his door again.
"Just . . .! Just come in." The fire and frustration in his words died out as his head fell back onto the pillows. He wasn't sure if the doors were locked or not but if they were, he wasn't going to get up to open them. He didn't have the energy for it.
It seemed either she had a key, or the doors were in fact unlocked. He heard her enter, not facing the door.
His room was a mess. Between throwing things, abusing other objects and letting out his frustration on anything around him, Dib hadn't exactly been concerned about the upkeep of his room. He expected a gasp. Some type of noise of horror or disapproval.
But he only heard her shut the door behind her as her steps filled his room.
Surprised, Dib rolled over to look at her, finding her simply cleaning up impassively.
"You're not mad, cleaning that up?" He asked, stunned.
She paused, a look almost familiar to him coming to her eyes as she raised a brow to his statement. "You didn't do this on purpose to spite me, did you?"
"No!" He said at once. "Of course not!"
She half-smiled. "Then I find no reason to be irritated with you."
Dib watched her as she continued to clean. Finally, he asked the question he'd been dreading.
"Do I . . . know you?"
The girl paused, at once, looking up at him with eyes that demanded information. "I do not know. Do you?"
Dib got up and scrutinized her face, leaning towards her. It was bit too close for others likings but the maid simply continued to glare at him, as if trying to rip the information out of Dib's head for him, and Dib was just trying to examine her closely.
"I . . . Can you take off that bonnet?" He finally asked, flustered. "It's hard to try and remember a face when you don't have all of the pieces."
Immediately she reached up, untying the string at her neck gracefully before gingerly removing the hairnet.
Her hair was long, to her back. It glistened, too well-taken care of for someone who had been working for others their whole life. Her violet eyes suddenly seemed more intriguing, more knowledgeable. She was smart, calculating looking.
And her hair was blue.
"Tak?"
The alien girl's eyes widened as she stumbled back, crying out as her hands went to her face, to her eyes, screaming at the top of her lungs as she fell to her knees. Her back arched and her hands moved to her head, that piercing noise inhuman continuing to scream forth from her mouth.
"Tak!" Dib shouted, running towards her and gripping her arms. "Tak, calm down! Tak!"
Thousands of questions were running through his mind.
How had this happened?
Was she really human?
Why was she stuck like this if she was?
How the hell did she end up here?
People burst into the room, Gretchen first. "Dib? What's going-?"
"I-I don't know!" Dib shouted over Tak's screams, looking frightened. He turned back to Tak. "Tak, what's wrong? Tak!"
"Tak?" Zita's eyes widened at the familiar name. "You mean that girl from Middle-Skool that was there for like, a day and then disappeared?" Zita spun on Gretchen, shocked. "She's your maid?"
"I didn't realize!" Gretchen insisted defensively. However it brought back an unhappy flashback of her watching Dib when they were children, sitting with Tak on the fence at recess. Immediate discomfort filled her.
Tak didn't like him, did she?
"That's hardly our concern right now!" Dib shouted, as if in response to her thoughts. Gretchen jumped, realizing only after that he was referring to Tak's current state of being.
Zita was giving Tak a disturbed look before rounding on the owner of the house. "Gretchen, call a . . . I don't know, doctor, or something!"
"It won't help," Dib said darkly, anger filling him as he looked at Tak's writhing form as she finally stopped screaming, gritting her teeth and letting out a pained combination of hisses and moans. "She isn't human."
"What are you talking about, Dib?" Tine demanded, looking at him as if he was insane, eyes narrowed. "Of course she's human!"
"No," Dib said firmly, locking eyes with Tak, who was growling at him. "She's Irken."
Everyone gaped at the sweet-tempered maid who was now looking like she was ready to kill Dib, for whatever reason. Tip eyed her with interest, a brow rising. Clearly 'Tak' (as her name had finally been given back to her, not that he'd ever cared, so long as she did her job) was better at disguising herself then her male counterpart.
"I remember now, Dib. This," She spat, gesturing to her shaking body. "Is all YOUR FAULT!"
Dib leaped away just as she lunged at him and ran past everyone, out the door. A scream of complete fury rang through the halls after him. Frightened as she darted past them with inhuman speed, everyone shared looks of surprise before following out after them.
When they caught up finally, Tak and Dib were in front of the house, Tak continuing to lunge at Dib, who ducked or dodge every time.
"How is this MY fault?" Dib was shouting at her. "I didn't ask for you to be here! If anything this is probably Zim's fault!"
"I'll deal with him later!" Tak shrieked, her accent easily perceived now instead of just having a touch of it. It seemed in losing her memories, she'd also forgotten how to talk like she normally did. Strange. "And your little sister, too! But first, YOU!"
"You won't touch Gaz!" Dib retorted. At some point in his running he must have placed his gloves on because he ran at her then, catching her off guard and punching her directly in the gut. Tak was knocked backwards, rolling onto her knees as she held her stomach.
Dib was well aware Irkens healed relatively quickly. However, when genuine tears began to form in her eyes, he relaxed from his stance, brow up.
"What . . .?" Take breathed, holding her hands to her eyes and screaming as what appeared to be water formed there. She then stopped, confusion building up in her eyes. "Why am I not burning?"
Another twitch and slight convulsion brought her hand to her head as the last of her memories returned.
Then she craned her head around, noticing she was still in her maid uniform. Growling she began clawing at the puffy sleeves, ripping that and the apron off so she was left in a black, rather shapeless dress, the legging having been torn off by her in the chase. And Dib couldn't help but stare slightly, like all the males behind him, save for Tip, whose brow simply rose.
Contrary to Dib's belief beforehand, Tak was not shapeless. She wasn't over-curved, in fact, they (her curves) would be considered small on anyone else. But her waist was sharp, defined, and tiny, accentuated everything she had and made it look like more. All of her features were sharp, including her hair and angular face. Her eyes, that deep purple, sent fear into anyone she looked at, except Dib and the twins. In fact, Tine was growing surprisingly unaffected by this new twist in their dynamic. As far as she was concerned, it didn't change anything.
"Are we done now?" Tine asked, arms crossed. Today she looked as stunning as ever, re-attracting the attention of the males as she spoke.
Tak glared at the smaller human. "I'm going to rip your throat out, ignorant human!"
Tip rolled his eyes.
Clearly there was still something wrong with these kids and their opinions about death, Dib noted.
"Not if my theory is correct," Dib intervened, before anyone got killed, bringing Tak's attention back to him and off of the twins. "Tak, what happened to you? Why are you here on Earth? More importantly, why are you human?"
Tak breathed heavily a few minutes, hands curled into fists. Finally though, the last of her anger left, that usual controlled, monotonous and calculating expression he was used to returning to her face.
"Very well . . . Dib," She said his name like it was a bad word, her eye twitching when she said it. "I'll tell you why I'm here. And then, I'll kill you."
"Fine, whatever!" Dib said, crossing his arms. "Go ahead."
"I'm not talking out in the open, you idiot!" Tak snapped back. Her eyes darted around suspiciously. Dib snorted.
Once an Irken, always an Irken, no matter how human she seemed to be.
They ended up inside the conference room, Tak and Dib sitting on opposite ends of the table.
"Good enough?" He asked.
She nodded, reluctantly.
"Then explain."
Tak growled at him, "Watch your tone, human. I don't have to be here explaining myself! It's just a courtesy."
"Please go ahead," Dib hissed back.
Gretchen stared at him. She'd never seen Dib this angry before.
Tak still looked pissed, but she continued.
"It started when I returned back to the Empire, after I was defeated by you incompetent fools."
3 Years Ago*
Tak was brought before the Tallest, a guard on either side of her.
"Invader Tak," Tallest Red said, looking down at her with disapproval. "You are brought here on the charges of abandoning your janitorial duties on Planet Dirt and failing a mission to retrieve Planet Earth as a sacrifice to your Tallest-."
"And not only that!" Tallest Purple shouted. "But you lost to Zim and a couple of humans. AND you got yourself captured by Valkians, of all people, on a simple scouting mission!"
Tak flinched as the present Irken's around her, attending her trial for amusement and entertainment, let out gasps and cries of horror. Murmurs of scolding were all she could hear and humiliation filled her entire PAK.
Tallest Red nodded to his companions statement. "And we're adding on the charge of humiliating the Armada."
"How do you plead?" Tallest Purple demanded. However, just as she opened her mouth he shouted, "Guilty? Great!"
People cheered around them.
"What?" Tak shouted, alarm in her vision as she looked all around her at the cheering faces of her people, along with the smug ones of her Tallest. "But I didn't say anything!"
Her cries of protest were not heard over the noise.
Tallest Red lifted his arms, "Irkens, Irkens, please, that's enough." He looked back at Tak, eyes narrowing. "You, Tak, will be given a unique punishment for your failures."
Her eyes were filled with fear, mouth slightly parted in a silent cry of pain and terror.
Tallest Purple then pointed at her, grinning cynically. "You will be turned human!"
A collective gasp ran through the ground.
Tak froze, unable to move. "H-Human? But my Tallest-!"
"We don't take humiliation lightly, Tak." Tallest Red interrupted, disapproval written all over his face. "And you have made us seem weak to the humans because of your inability to defeat Zim, of all people, no matter what help he had."
"So since humans are apparently so superior to you," Tallest Purple continued. "We're going to turn you into one. You'll probably end up learning a lot from them."
The two laughed at their joke. Tak just continued to gape at them.
"Of course, it can't be an entire transformation." Tallest Red said, after wiping a tear from his eye. "We can't very well go in and replace your squeedily-spooch with all those nasty humans organs Zim has reported to us that humans have."
The crowd all made faces of disgust. Multiple organs? How disgusting!
"And we can't get rid of your PAK, either." Tallest Purple continued. "So we'll just place it into your back and download human information we collected from Zim about Earth."
"Skin grafts will be made, and you'll be re-sized, to make you look like an adult human."
"We hope you liked your human disguise, because that's what we'll be basing your appearance off of."
"Your body will be put into hibernation, as the transformation will take some time."
"Around two years or so Earth-time."
"You're memories will stay with you, if you're lucky."
"MiMi will remain in you care, since you programmed her to listen to only you, and she isn't worth the trouble or effort to reprogram. Besides, she can help you when we dump you on Earth."
"It's over, Tak." Tallest Red finally finished, giving her a look of disgust. "Guards! Take her to the holding chambers and prepare her for her change!"
"NO!" Tak screamed, finally finding her voice as she was grabbed by the arms and dragged off. She began flailing, struggling in the iron-clad grasps on her forearms. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS! NO! LET ME GO! NOOOOOOOO!"
"The transformation took three years, not two." Tak said, bitterly. "When I awoke, I did remember. I remembered everything. They placed me on Earth but where, I still have no idea. The only thing I had was MiMi. I started looking for you three, but I had no idea how to find you. Eventually though, the stress my new, weak human body faced from the change, I collapsed. You know the rest after that, this family taking me in, as a slave."
Gretchen shifted uncomfortably as Tak shot her and her cousins a death glare.
"So you looked so beat up because of the change, then?" Tip continued, brow rising, unaffected by the look. "Hm. Interesting."
"I don't understand how you lost your memories if you just passed out from exhaustion," Tine added, crossing her arms suspiciously. "Since that is all that your saying happened."
Tak's eyes narrowed at being caught in a lie. "My PAK malfunctioned, unfamiliar to this body. But when Dib reminded me of my name, the trigger sent my memories to come back. You humans have a truly intolerant body for pain. In my Irken form, the memory-recall would've been completely painless. But in this one-."
"It hurt like hell?" Dib finished for her, Tak's screams still ringing in his ears.
Tak growled at him for interrupting her, but nodded. "Yes."
"Who's MiMi?" Zita asked, confused.
Tak's eyes widened and she face-palmed. To think she had been under the impression her cat had run away upon arriving in this house, when really, MiMi had probably gone into hiding until Tak was able to obtain her memories on her own. MiMi knew she would be of no use, especially now that Tak wasn't entirely Irken anymore.
"MiMi!" Tak barked, standing up and looking around, hoping her SIR unit had remained within hearing range. "MiMi, return to your master!"
Everyone was quite for a minute.
Then a dark blue blur shot through the window, zipping around the room and startling everyone. Dib wondered briefly how Tak's little 'cat' was not a huge give away to her true heritage when she was a child. As spastic as animals were, no cat could travel that fast.
Finally the blur rested on Tak's shoulder, eying her with wide red eyes. There was a brief beeping noise, obviously the SIR unit's version of communication.
Tak smirked, understanding, petting her on the head. "Yes, everything is fine now, MiMi. My lapse in memory won't happen again."
It wasn't until people began shifting uncomfortably that Dib sighed, getting up.
"We'll just have to deal with this in the morning. Right now, it's probably a good idea for all of to rest." He ordered, running a hand over his hair.
Tak jumped at the opportunity to scold her body once again. "And that's another thing! How is it possible to be so tired all the time? You miss so much of the day by sleeping!"
Dib shot her a dark look before leaving the room.
Tak just got up, leaving to the room she normally slept it, trying to force the disgust away from her mind at sleeping in such a dull room.
*I guessed it's been about three years since she left Earth by now, since I guess Dib to be around 12 in the show and he's 19 now and then an additional few years for the LEECHY incident where they were about sixteen.
TOLD YOU NONE OF YOU WOULD GUESS HOW I BROUGHT TAK INTO THE STORY!
Total plot twist right there!
So technically, to clarify, Tak is human on the outside and in body, but on the inside she's got her PAK and squeedily-spooch intact. Change the outer appearance all you want, you can't entirely change the inside.
Actually, originally, the Tallest took MiMi from Tak. But those two are just too cute together, so I gave her back.
NOW YOU CAN ALL STOP BITCHING ABOUT HOW I HAVEN'T BROUGHT TAK INTO THE STORY!
Daily Quote:
"If I was a princess, what kind of princess do you think I'd be?"
"The one seducing the villain, getting kidnapped when you finally became successful, and the one saving yourself in the end."
"What about the hero?"
"HEROES ARE FOR WIMPS."
-My friends new catchphrase. Apparently I'm too devious to need a hero. XD
Well I like heroes! What about you guys?
Till the next chapter!
