Mar: WOO! Sorry it's been awhile since I've written anything. I've been too busy, with school coming and all.
Gir: Taco, taco, taco, taco, WAFFLES! (runs around destructively until he falls down)
Zim: GIR! I need you down in the lab right now!
Gir: (turns red) Yes, my master! (turns blue again, and heads to the lab with Zim) I like cupcakes… (pulls a cupcake out of nothing) NOM, NOM, NOM! (eats cupcake, while freaking Zim out)
Tes: Uh, Mar? I think Dib is trying to break into Yoru-chan's lair again…
Mar: WHAT?! THAT FILTHY LARGE HEADED DIB?! I'm going to kill him, and I know my Nee-chan won't want Dib in her lair. If he thinks SHE is a monster, man, I wonder what he thinks I am…
Yoruko: I can take care of him this time. You never let me have a go at torturing him.
Mar: NO! Much too fun for you! Shoo, sissy, shoo!
Yoruko: Why should I? I'm older than you!
Mar: … (drools in stupidity) Um… Let me think for a second… OH! I have something to say back! Well, you're not even being written by the creator of Yoruko, my older sister. Technically, we're just figments of their imagination played out through what the older sister calls a "blurb". None of us are the actual people, right? Well, anyways, Gir, you know your job, DISCLAIMER PLEASE!
Yoruko: Ow… Crazy kid is going to give me a headache. (rubs head)
Gir: I like food! Neither Yoruko nor Mar owns anything except for the OCs and this thingys… PIGGIES!
Yoruko: You know, Mar, what you said doesn't even make sense…
Chapter 3
I grabbed a paper airplane out of the air that was flying towards me, and I unraveled it to see if anything was written inside it. I realized it was part of someone's math homework, so I redesigned the paper airplane's form so it would fly better and shot it straight into their backpack, which was wide open on the floor. I got a scowl back at me, and I'd bet money that was the person that threw the paper airplane math homework.
I smiled. "You forgot your math homework," I said sarcastically. "I was merely giving it back to you." Their face twisted in anger.
I didn't want to start another fight, so I walked off back towards my locker, noticing Zim trying to figure out what I'd done before to get his locker open. I had a lot of trouble not snickering at his failed attempts. "I wonder how many times you've had to have someone else open your locker," I said, tapping him on the shoulder. "Mr. Know it All."
"Nonsense!" Zim said, seeming to be quickly looking for an excuse. "I am just too amazing to be able to unlock this storage device you call a 'locker'. Though, can you show me what you did again, so Zim can do it by himself?" I laughed.
"Sure," I said, grinning. "Put your fingers on the knob." I made sure he was actually doing it correctly, and before he could stop me I stopped him. "Now, turn the knob left to forty-three." I sighed as he tried to turn it to four. "No, go the third notch past the number forty. Now, turn the knob right to get to thirty, and go past it once, then go to it again." I watched him fumble with it, but he finally got to it. "Next, you will need to turn the knob left to ten. After that, pull down, and you will be able to use your locker." He looked at me strangely when the lock popped off the locker.
"Smeets from back on Irk use better technology than this, thing," Zim said, scowling at the lock. "As you can so obviously tell, my race is far superior than yours, human-stink."
"I told you, I'm pretty sure I'm not human. Do I seem human to you? Wait, you're not even talking to me, are you?" I said. "Because you better not be, 'cause if you are, I'm going to be pretty pissed off at you, you must know." I looked at Zim, and I sighed when I realized he was totally ignoring me.
Suddenly, I saw something crawling around on his back, all over his PAK, so I picked it off dully. "Zim, you had a centipede crawling all over your PAK," I said, poking him. At the mere sight of the centipede, he screamed and ran off, dropping a bunch of papers from his arms. I sighed and picked up his papers, shoving them in his locker.
The centipede gave me an incredible idea as Zim ran back. I grinned with plans full of mischief. I thought about it for a few seconds, and slipped the centipede into his PAK quickly, though trying to seem as normal as possible when I did so. Suddenly somebody tapped my shoulder, and I whirled around on defensive mode. When I realized it was just Gaz, I calmed down. "Hey," she said, taking a second to look up from her GS3. I smiled, and pointed down the hall where the stairs were.
I felt a sensation of metal dropping onto my shoulder, and when I was expecting to see Gir, I saw a large robotic tick. … Do I really want to know? I asked myself mentally. I punched it off my shoulder, knowing that a robotic tick can't stick to me. I turned around when I heard the sound of metal crashing against something, and realized I'd hit someone in the face.
"Gaz, you go ahead," I said, motioning her off. I took a knee next to the person I hit, and removed the tick, making sure all the parts got off of the person. "Sorry, I didn't know it would hit somebody when I punched it away…" I helped the boy up, and realized that I was helping Dib.
"I guess it's okay," Dib said, sounding unusually, I don't know, less paranormally obsessed, if that makes any sense? "But my glasses…" He showed me the fragments of his glasses. I held up one finger and took away the glasses, including every broken fragment. "What are you-?" I held my finger up to my lips, and I concentrated. The glasses started to rise up, hovering just above my hand. The fragments started to repair themselves, and go back into their places, until every piece was in the right place. I shoved the glasses back onto his head, and I whirled around to get back to Gaz.
"Wait!" Dib called. I stopped and turned my head towards him. "I sort of owe you for fixing my glasses. Even though I'm pretty sure you're not human, unless you're some sort of sorceress or something, anyways, no normal human could do that. I really want to thank you for that. I think my dad probably would have been pretty angry if he found out my glasses were broken."
I thought about it for a second. "Alright," I said. "You might think this is not a very good trade, but I assure you, for other people, it is, so… I want you to be nicer to Zim. You can go ahead and stop him from destroying the Earth and all of that, but, please, just be a little nicer. It's a good cause."
Dib grimaced. He thought about it, seeming to know that I could probably take back what I'd done for him, and cause worse pain and stress for him, sighing. "Fine," he said. "But only because you helped me with my glasses. Not that I'm afraid of you, because I'm not."
"Uh-huh," I said sarcastically. "Suuuure, and I'm a giant waffle. You don't need to lie to yourself; you know you are a little scared of me. That's why humanity dissects everything." Dib looked embarrassed, so I swished back around to find Gaz.
Suddenly, Gir dropped on my head, causing me to trip and fall to the floor. Damn it, I thought. Why must this little robot be so cute?! WWWHHHYYYYY?! "Hello, Gir," I said, trying to breathe. I pulled Gir off of my head, and I walked down the stairs, carrying Gir, trying to find Gaz.
When I got down the stairs, I saw Zim out the window, steaming from the rain, screaming on his back. "Sorry Gaz," I muttered. "But I don't think I'll be catching up to you, at least, not anytime soon…"
I held Gir a bit tighter as I opened the window, and I carefully jumped out. "Gir, go to your master," I said. "I'll follow in a few minutes."
"Yes ma'am!" Gir said, shocking me when I realized he was listening to me. I ran towards the crowd of kids filing out into the rain. I saw a bunch of kids dancing around, and as odd as that was, I ignored them. Finally, I spotted a couple of umbrellas off in the shadows, and I sprinted for them.
"Hey, can I borrow your umbrella?" I asked a random kid, who looked at me weirdly. Eventually, she shrugged and handed it over. I spotted Gaz over in the corner with an umbrella as well. "Hey Gaz, let's go." She nodded, and she followed me towards Zim.
When Zim got into my sights, I saw him flailing while Gir was orbiting him yelling something about pigs. I helped Zim up and handed him the umbrella I had in my possession. "Gaz, I'm going to take Zim home, want to meet up with me later?" I asked.
Gaz shrugged. "Sure," she said. "Bloaty's Pizza Hog has a new pizza that I was going to try today anyways. Meet me by five, Tes." I nodded, and she started walking off.
I turned towards Zim. I studied his burns that he'd gotten from the unusually heavy rain. "I can patch you up," I said. "I've treated all sorts of injuries before. Even you, a supposedly superior Irken Invader, wouldn't believe what kind of injuries I've had and treated." Zim seemed stuck between a scowl and a confused look.
"Why are you helping me?" Zim said, sort of shocking me that he wasn't acting like he was so much better than me. "Nobody ever tries to help me. Except Gir, of course, being my robot slave. But that is much different."
I thought about it for a moment. "I honestly don't know why myself," I said. "Maybe it's because you seem like a cool alien. You seem to understand a little more than the others, though you don't like to show that side of you." He raised a non-existent eyebrow at me. I turned around, letting the rain run down my neck.
"What do you mean?" he asked, seeming to be acting maybe a little unusual for him. He normally acts pompous, but now he just seems… I don't know, he's just acting differently. "What is this, different side of me, you speak of?"
"You know, I studied up on Irkens, and I'm thinking you're a defective. They try to execute defectives, but as long as I'm around, I'll make sure they don't." I said, not really answering his question. "I just really want to help people with their problems."
I started dragging him off towards his house using the help of my photographic memory. Strangely, for the rest of the time, he was just silent. I even looked back a few times to make sure he really was there, under the umbrella.
Suddenly, Gir attacked my head. I suppressed a yelp as he knocked me to the ground, so I took a peek at Zim, who had stumbled from me losing grip on his arm, although he still had a good grip on the umbrella. "Hey, Gir," I said, trying to keep my face out of the mud Gir had knocked me into. "Unhk… Could you PLEASE let me- uumph- up Gir?"
"Okie dokie!" Gir said, jumping up. I slowly got up, rubbing the tip of my nose to get rid of the mud that I'd gotten on my skin. Then I saw Dax running towards me with a worried look.
"Are you okay, Tes?!" he asked, and then caught a glimpse of Zim. He glared at him, and then returned his attention to me. He observed my hand, and looked at me square in the eyes. "Is the scar-?" I glared at him, and he sighed. "Fine then. May I ask you what you are doing with an Irken?"
"What do you mean?" I asked. "What's wrong with Irkens? He's my friend, thank you very much, and all I was doing was going to treat his injuries because he was badly burned." Zim looked at me strangely when I called him my friend, but I ignored it.
"I know a lot more about our race than you do, you know," Dax said, not answering my question. "I also know more about Irkens than you do. You should never be around him, no matter the cost. You can't be around him."
"Why?" I said, getting angry. "Why can't I be around Zim, let alone be friends with him? There's nothing at all wrong with him."
"You should understand," he said, straightening so we were closer in height. "Why you can't be around him. You see, Irkens destroyed our entire race. We are the only two known X-Toun left."
End of Chapter
Mar: Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun! SUSPENSE! CLIFFHANGER! Bwahahahaha!
Yoruko: I hate cliffhangers, except when I'm the one writing them.
Tes: Haha, I know what happens next Yoruko, and you don't!
Yoruko: Can you tell me? Please?
Tes: Nope. You are going to have to wait, like the rest of the readers.
Yoruko: Oh, fine… I don't like spoiling surprises anyways. Speaking of which, my birthday is coming up so soon!
Mar: You know what, nee-chan? You probably won't be getting the next chapter for awhile because I have my first day of sixth grade tomorrow! Kekekekeke! (evil face)
Yoruko: Mou… What a shame… Maybe for Christmas you could write me a Danny Phantom fanfic for a present? (evil grin)
Mar: … No… Never… This is the only time I'm doing something like this…
Yoruko: Darn… Didn't think that'd work anyways though. (sigh) Ah, well.
Danny: Why is this green dog, that's obviously not a ghost dog, throwing tacos at me?
Mar: Danny? WTF?! How'd you get in here? GET OUT!
Danny: Sheesh, sorry… (walks out)
Yoruko: Wait a sec, Danny, you can come back! Mar, how many times do I have to remind you to be nice?
Mar: Nee-chan… NO FUDGING CROSSOVERS!
Yoruko: It's not a crossover, he just wants to hang out with us!
Danny: What's a crossover?
Mar: You really, really don't want to know… I'm scared of them… Most of them make no sense…
Danny: Wha?! I'm not sure I really want to know.
Clockwork: It's not that bad, Daniel. Yoruko's sister just makes some ghosts seem normal.
Yoruko: It's just two different series combined into one fanfiction. For example, think of your favorite movies. A story or movie about the characters meeting would be a crossover.
Mar: Though some are scary…
Kagome: (walks into the room) Konnichiwa! ^.^
Mar: Huh? GAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH! (runs away screaming)
Yoruko: Hi Kagome-chan! Don't mind my sister, she's just weird.
Clockwork: So this is the time traveler Yoruko told me about. Nice to meet you. I am Clockwork.
Danny: Um, that was weird of Mar… .
Kagome: Mar? That was your sister, Yoruko-chan?
Yoruko: Yeah… don't mind her, she's a goofball with a tendency to make me look almost normal… and she can't stand fanfiction. Crossover stories are even worse for her, so she couldn't handle characters from three different stories all in the same room.
Danny: So… that was all it was? Talk about overreacting…
Yoruko: … Ask Clockwork to show you what she's like hyper. You'll understand a little more then. -.-'
Danny: …Er… ookay…
Kagome: But didn't you say she never runs out of energy in the first place?
Gir: Who wants waffles?! ^.^
Danny: That weird dog is back…
Yoruko: Who, Gir? He's actually a robot in disguise. His master's an alien named-
Mar: SHUT UP NEE-CHAN! YOU'LL BLOW THEIR COVER, even more than they already have…!
Yoruko: Sorry, Zim, but I know Danny can keep the secret.
Danny: This guy's an alien? Cool!
Mar: GREAT TACO LORD, IT'S A FLOATING PINEAPPLE! :D
Danny: … What the heck?
Yoruko: This is proof of what I have to deal with everyday…