…You know what? I stopped this story, mainly because for the last several chapters, I had gotten literally no reviews, and when I said I was done with all my stories for similar reasons, a fair number of people were unhappy, much to my surprise.

So here's the deal. As long as I get some reviews once and a while, I'll keep on going. I'll try and finish this story first, as it's the oldest and by FAR the longest, and easily the best. So yeah. Keep on reviewing, and thanks for motivating me to keep going. You people are awesome. ^-^

Chapter 35

Universal disruption

The Massive was spat out, somewhere else along the dimensional axis.

"Would someone care to explain how it is that we're alive?" Red sighed, slowly pulling his co-tallest off the windshield, where he had been practically glued against.

"Um." The pilots all searched the computers for a possible answer.

"Luck." Was the unanimous response.

"We survived because we were obscenely lucky my Tallest." Clarified an engineer. "Because by all accounts we should have been crushed to the size of a Voot runner. Actually, smaller. More like a… Like a smeet. We'd be a little ball of blood and metal."

"I don't care about how lucky we are I just want to know what happened." Red snapped, slapping the unconscious Purple in the hopes of reviving him.

"Very well my Tallest. It seems as though instead of destroying us, we were shot down the dimensional axis a few paces. So it may take anywhere from ten minutes to five hundred years to figure out where we are."

Purple came to with a scream.

"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" He wailed, pulling a teddy bear from his robe and hugging it, still screaming.

"Well, yes, eventually." Red sighed, shaking his co-Tallest. "We're fine, you imbecile."

"We- what?" Purple quickly hid his teddy bear back in his robe. "You guys… You NEVER saw that, right?"

"No sir!" A technician yelled. "I did not see you holding a teddy bear, Sir!"

"Good." Purple growled.

Red slowly banged his head into a terminal. This was gonna be a looooooooong day…

Earth

Kish awoke with a start, strapped to some table. Where in the fuck was she?

Apparently, strapped to some table. She remembered hearing some panicking over the intercom, and then blunt force trauma from having her table violently smashed into a wall knocked her out.

After a bit of wriggling, she found that her restraints had loosened in the crash. Or, it could be that her protein supplements from her PAK had been damaged, and that she had become thinner. With a sliding motion, she pulled herself free.

"Oh, my head…" She muttered weakly, running a hand over her antennae.

First things first, She decided. I should track down what's left of Sable.

It didn't take long before she found what was left of Sable. They had stored her in a safe that, like everything else, had been damaged in the crash.

With a spark from her PAK, Kish was able to reactivate Sable's head.

"Mistress!" Sable's voice was distorted due to damage.

"Yes Sable. Don't try to move. You're still in pieces." Kish cautioned the SIR unit, as she assembled the remains.

After adding a few wires, replacing burnt circuits, doing a bit of welding, and judiciously applying some duct tape, Kish had Sable ready to go.

Most people don't seem to realize that duct tape is actually a universal thing.

Kish sat down for a breather.

"Mistress, I am detecting both a damaged program in your PAK and a ten percent decrease in body mass. I advise you find some form of nutrition, ASAP."

"Mhm…" Kish seemed distant. "They're dead when I find them. One by one, they'll fall."

"….Yes mistress." Sable quickly detected that Kish was not listening, and took the best course of action, which was knocking her Mistress out with a light jab from a sterilized needle, and taking her to a safe place to find her some food.

Zim's base

"Oh, hell." Tina backed away as the horde of demonic squirrels busted down the door.

"To the lab!" Zim shouted, and they all fled to the kitchen, where they all dove down the trash can/elevator.

The demonic squirrels attempted to follow, but were repulsed by the security system, which made a force field appear, blocking them from entry. However, they suddenly noticed Skoodge, who was a little bit slower than the rest, and had also been denied entry.

"HELP ME!" He wailed, as the horde bore down on him…

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After Zim administered a gas that caused the squirrels to pass out, Skoodge burst in through the vents, covered in cuts and bruises.

"I… Lived… again." He whimpered, before passing out.

Short chapter, I know. Just be glad I'm still writing. :P