Bold – Chapter title, point of view chance, important info.

Italics – Thoughts

(Parentheses) – Bez speak

Regular – Regular speech and the story.

Chapter 6—Meet My Muse—

Wren's P.O.V….

The voice replied to the taunt, "Wait until we have our free hour of exercise. I'll get you back for that comment."

"And I'm a giant five foot tall day glow green space gerbil with a six foot long tail." I replied with a sneer from the bars of the cell.

"Wren you think you are a gerbil." Rachel said from the bottom bunk with a droll tone.

"But I'm not day glow green yet. I'm still purple, remember? It's not yet the change of summer yet. Well maybe by now but that's besides the point. And it all depends if I decided that I still wanted to be a giant gerbil. Personally I wouldn't mind being something different."

"But you still thought you're a gerbil. And you can't change your species. That's not how it goes."

"I know. But I think I may change that. I wanna be something new," I said as I turned around.

"Why? You have been a gerbil for three or four years now. Why change after all that time?" Rachel replied matter-o-factly.

"I know but my muse is telling me that I can't have her identity. I might change to a kitty but a cat has been so over done. Or a dragon. A dragon would be cool..." I said and tapped my chin.

"You have a muse? And she doesn't want you to take her identity? Wren space..." Rachel was about to say something else but I cut in.

"Space the final frontier. These are the voyages of the star ship Enterprise and her crew. Her mission, to go where no man, or space gerbil, has gone before." I said and fell into a fit of giggles until Rachel threw a notebook at me.

"You need to stop listening to Andy. He is starting to rot your mind." Rachel said as got up to get the notebook that she had thrown. "But as I was saying. Space has finally gotten to ya."

"Hey how did you do that?" I asked totally not listening to her. I had turned around and was looking into the cell across from us.

"Do what?" Rachel asked me back perplexed. "Get my notebook? I stood up and got it you dork."

"Not you." I said to Rachel and pointed across to the other cell. "The little doggy. It has to be GIR or a SIR like it. I didn't think it actually used that disguise!"

Rachel rolled her eyes and came over to look at what I was pointing at. It was a shiney little robot with big blue eyes and a little antenna dudeley-bob on his head. He was sitting by the Irken and playing with pieces of crumpled paper.

"Wren that is a robot." Rachel said as she walked away.

I got up and followed her protesting, "But it is, or was a doggy."

"Wren go do something, you are annoying me right now."

"Fine." I pouted and walked to the other side of the cell mumbling. Luckily I had a pencil with me and had hidden it in my hair. I was amazed I still had it throughout the searches and everything else. I had only found it while cleaning myself up. I had taken my hair down and there it was.

I looked about for something to sketch, even though I didn't have a sketchbook on me. I found a piece of floor and wall that was near the bars that would suffice for my sketching. Looking about I tried to find a subject to draw but my attention just kept coming back to what I thought was GIR. He was still sitting on the floor humming to himself and playing with the crumpled paper balls. It was sorta cute and I had nothing else to sketch so I started to sketch him.

Time flew by as I perfected the picture. It looked just like the robot or at least what I thought looked like it. The Irken was watching me with mild interest as I drew. He couldn't see what exactly what I was doing but was curious all the same. On the same section of all I started to draw the Irken just for the heck of it.

I was just getting to foot done when someone or something said, "Ooo. Nice. Are you going to add more detail to the antenna next?"

'Wait a minute.' I thought. 'Rachel doesn't sound like that.'

I looked up and saw a gerbil the size of a large cat with dragon wings and small round ears with what looked like antenna coming from the tops. It had small icy blue eyes and a little pink nose. The fur color had stripes of black, gold, cream, red, and a touch of purple and pink, which just happened to change to a dull silvery gray when it looked at me.

"Wait a minute. You're my...you're my...you're my..." I stuttered.

"I'm your..." it said with playfulness.

"You're my muse!" I blurted out. "Ahhh!" I screamed and stood up. The creature fell off my shoulders with an 'omph!' I ran to hide behind Rachel who was standing a few feet away to see what I was up to since I had been so quiet for too long.

"Oh thanks. Nice welcome." It said as it glared at me from its back. It rolled over onto its four feet and started to clean itself off.

Across the corridor the Irken was laughing his head off. The little robot looked confused for a moment then started laughing too along with his master.

I came out from behind Rachel and to glare at the alien and said, "That was not funny. Anyway I never knew my muse was real until she suddenly popped up without warning."

It stopped laughing and looked at me. "Puny alien scum. It is only funny because it shows that your race is inferior to the great Irken Empire."

"Well if you are so high an' mighty why are you stuck in that cell?" my muse asked looking up from her cleaning.

I laughed and said, "Go Rouk! Eat that Irken scum."

"You won't be laughing when I get a hold of you." It said shaking his fist at me.

"Well, you laughed at me first. And for that I may get you back before you could touch me."

Both of us didn't say anything else, we only glared at each other for a few seconds.

"Well human, if that is the case then we are actually now even. I will find another way and time to do something to you. Something horrible and devious," He said as he dismissed me with a wave of his hand. He turned around and ignored me.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

Rachel looked at me and shook her head.

"What?" I asked tilting my head to the side.

"You can never go anywhere without getting into a fight, can you?"

"Well, no. It doesn't seem to be that I can just keep to myself."

"But that is why I chose her as my human." My muse, Rouk said as she flew over to me and landed on my shoulder. She gave my head a hug.

"I am surrounded by alien life and my best friend has found her muse. Can this get any weirder?" Rachel asked to no one walking back to the bunks.

"You should know that answer by now and you should know never to ask that. Things get worse when people say that sort of thing," I said frowning. I raised a hand to brush it across Rouk's ears, still a little confused as to how she came into being.

"Yeah I should, shouldn't I?" she replied sighing. She stretched before crawling onto the bottom bunk.

"Yep. It can only get weirder."

"Unfortunately I knew that." Rachel said with a sigh.

Narrator...

Zim watched as the two pale aliens talked. They were fascinating, yet infuriating. The taller, paler of the two had fight as well. There was a spark in her eyes that reminded him of many an Irken who had been great. She had a bite to her that was slightly endearing and he found himself drawn to the girl.

He had to snort at that, if Irkens could snort seeing as they did not have the hideous olfactory organs that many species had. Why would he waste his time with those weak aliens when he was part of a superior race like the Irken race. Of course. That really didn't matter much now that he was in this cell. Really. What did it matter?

I'm more happy with this chapter now that I added Zim's part. I mean, really, who didn't want to know what he was thinking while still in the cell across from Wren and Rachel. And what exactly he thought was interesting to begin with with them.

Personally as I look back at these chapters, I think adding those parts is an excellent idea. More Zim is always good.