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Hey guys, sorry it's been awhile! I've been off on vacation to a few different states, but I'm back now! Well; for a little bit, I have to type this up really late at night, so kinda tired. XD
ANYWAY- This is kinda just a filler chapter to get to the main points. Or, well, what I'm trying to do with this chapter to get with the main point. I guess, I'm not really sure myself- Ehh- Whatever. Just read and review, will ya?! ;D
So, let me start!
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Something Off
(Two Days Later, On The Massive, Tallest Purple's Chamber.)
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Two fingered hands tugged his antennas flat against his head; purple eyes closed tightly to try and hide form the world. Darkness blanket all around him, only the dim lights from a few different machines lighting the chamber. The Tallest was leaning against the edge of his bed in a fetal position, trying to block out any sort of sound. Only a grunt would leave him here and there when there was that shock again- That spark that would make him do that damn twitch again! That twitch- That twitch, whatever it was, was making him into some freak!
Words, their words, the words from the other side replaying in his mind. Over, and over, and over again-
"Hey, it's alright, Pur, it'll pass soon. If it doesn't go away soon, then go to the medical bay, they should be able to help you. And who knows, maybe someone will give you a little extra help. It's probably just hunger is all."
Wrong.
"Ehh- Yes, sir, your new personal drone has gotten her uniform. As your advisor though, Tallest Purple, I must inform you that she does not meet the height requirement. She will not do a good job at being your servant, I mean, just look at her height!"
False.
"I-I don't think I'll do any good at my new job. My Tallest, but I'll try my best. B-But… My height… You know what everyone says, sir…"
Misguided.
"As your Commander, I'm telling you this as a fact! If we make a treaty with them, the Flokerians will trust us completely with their lives. And when they do that is when it will be the perfect opportunity to strike! We can take everything from them!"
Immoral.
"Nothing is wrong, Purple. Everything is fine, just relax."
LIES!
The Tallest didn't even realize that he had sprinted from his crouching position, arms flinging around the dark room in a blind rage. Items crashed and glass shattered, though he still refused to open his eyes to see anything around him. Liquid was seeping through new wounds, but that was the least of his worries at this point. He could feel his emotions changing at a constant pace, sickness rising in his squeedily spooch when all of these feelings clashed in a battle for dominance. He wanted to go to the Control Brains for help, for anything- But his mind refused him, even begged him to not go see them.
'There is something else going on here, don't you see? They are behind this- Don't go to the enemy for help! This is happening to you for a reason!'
'No, self, I'm just going crazy from hunger is all. Didn't have enough snacks lately. I mean, look at me- I'm just wasting away!'
'This is bigger than your damn snacks! This is bigger than Irk itself! Something is going on here that no other Irken can see! A hidden agenda, a game at antenna, a blindfold on so no one can see- Do you need any more phrases or do you finally get it?!'
'Nothing is bigger than snacks!'
'I can't talk to you when you're like this.'
'Good, I don't want to talk to you anyway! You're stoopid!'
'You do realize you're calling yourself stupid, right?'
'Shut up!'
An exhausted sigh escaped Purple's lips, slowly letting his legs slip from under his body to plop himself down on the edge of the bed. He cradled his face within his palms, now annoyed over the fact that he was arguing with himself. Except for the fact it wasn't himself, well; not really. There was the Purple within himself that came out with every other spark. That Purple was intelligent, thoughtful, and selfless-
By the past Tallests, Tallest Purple hated that side of himself more than any Vortian he ever knew.
'You know, hating yourself is a sign of depression…'
'Shut up!'
Unknown to Purple, from the doorway Tallest Red saw everything that his best friend had done.
Tomorrow he would confront the Control Brains about him, whether he liked it or not.
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(In The Middle Of Space, Zim In His New And Improved Vootcruiser.)
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"Where did Zim put-"
"Left hand, green button that's for the laser- You left the bag of chips there."
"Ah! Thank you, Dib-stink."
As soon as the words left Zim's mouth his head whipped around, jaw slacking open at the sight of Dib in his Voot Cruiser. For a second the Irken tried tricking himself into believing that he wasn't really there, it was just being in this Voot Cruiser for an entire day… Nope. Not fake. There was Dib, leaning over the empty chair by Zim's side like he belonged there. The alien silently cursed at himself for adding more space in the Voot Cruiser like storage area and an extra seat. Some improvement that was to the ship.
"Dib?! … Diiiibbbb-Sttiinnkk- You pathetic, disgusting human- Why are you in my shhhiiippp?!"
"For the chips."
He shrugged innocently, reaching forward to grab the bag of chips off the dash board. Zim instantly struck his hand forward, taking the chips before Dib could. The Irken curled into a ball around his bag of chips, hissing and growling when Dib reached over to try and take the chips from his. With a raised eyebrow he took his hand back, a sneer crossing his face.
"Duh, idiot! I got on this ship to see your planet and stop your plans! I don't know what you're up to, Zim, but for you to go to your planet it must be something big! I've been waiting for years to see your planet and now I will finally have the chance!"
Zim smirked to himself. Ah, yes, for years the human had tried many plans to figure out a way to get to Irk to learn more about the planet. Every single plan and plot how ended up the same way though- In total disaster. It seems that this time might be different though.
"Dib! Dib you- I don't have time for your little games! Ugh… I'm to far away to take you back to Earth; I'm only a few hours away from Irk. So, Zim will just-!"
"You can't eject me out of the ship, I removed the button."
"WHAT?!"
"Remember when I wasn't at school on Thursday? I was actually in your laboratory messing with your Voot Cruiser removing things. I gave Gir some tacos and he let me in your house. The computer was sarcastic and rude to me, but it let me do what I wanted to the ship. By the way- An Ultra Bacon Launcher button, Zim? Really? That button was just a waste of time and was messing with the wiring."
"You took out the eject button and my bacon launcher? Human! Meatbag! You- ARRGH!"
Dib winched when Zim slammed his head against the dash board multiple times, the Irken only stopping after his vision went black for a moment. The Irken placed his face within his hands, letting a frustrated sigh escape through his lips. He couldn't eject Dib out of the ship and the lasers were all the way back in the storage area. He knew if he tried to get them Dib would get them before him, a fight didn't need to break out in the Voot Cruiser. He needed his Voot Cruiser to survive to see if his-
"Is this about your… 'Tallest'?"
"How do you-"
The sentence never even finished before a slow hiss left the Irken's lips instead of words, rage instantly masking his face. He turned away from the human rather coldly, three fingered hand tightly gripping the wheel of the Voot Cruiser.
"Take in this moment, Dib. You won the battle you've been trying to achieve for years. You will finally see the almighty Irk."
"Zim…"
"No more talking."
And that's just what happened.
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(Few Hours Later, Tallest Red Messaging The Control Brains)
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'Tomorrow' had actually become a few hours later for Tallest Red.
Tomorrow was to far away for this sort of situation. Purple was not only destructive to himself, but also to the entire Empire. Over the past few months Purple had tossed way to many Irkens out of the air lock, more than usual. Red didn't care about them though, he cared about Purple- And by the sight tonight he knew that his co-partner was a dangerous hazard to himself. Tomorrow really was to far away, because tomorrow…
Tomorrow he might find Purple without his Pak unless the Control Brains step into the picture.
The Tallest didn't even realize that his eyes were closing until a beeping noise caught his attention, heading snapping forward to the sound. His red eyes glanced downwards at the floating screen by his side seeing that the Control Brains had finally contacted him back. Red glanced upwards at the control room around him, seeing only a few droids working the screens right now. On Irk it was the time of day when the small planet Mortika would orbit through Irk's field, blocking half the path of their sun. Which, in a way, would make it night time. Even if they were on the Massive they would still follow the schedule of their home planet.
Oh, by the past Tallests- How Red missed Irk right now. He wanted to be any where but on the Massive at this point.
"My Tallest, I believe it was your communicator that went off a few moments ago."
"Yeah, yeah… I'm getting it, can't a Tallest just relax?"
"Yes, of course, my Tallest. Forgive me, sir."
Tallest Red sneered at the drone, reaching over to place his hand against the screen that was attached to the hovering panel. Instantly a cord shot out of the device, floating in the air until it found an open slot to connect with inside Red's Pak. This was a way for Tallest Red to communicate between the Control Brains without having anyone hear their conversations or needing to actually go back to Irk to see the Control Brains face to face.
Or face to brains, whatever.
'-Tallest Red- You have contacted us to inquire about the condition of the Pak belonging to Tallest Purple. Before any of your questions are answered you must answer our question. Why do you inquire the condition of the Pak belonging to Tallest Purple?-'
'I was just curious to-'
'-Do not lie to us, Tallest Red. We know when you are lying.-'
Red visibly shivered at the emotionless tone.
'Pur- Tallest Purple has been showing some… Emotional distress for a while. He isn't the same as he usually is, something seems to be off. I'm worried that this will get in the way and harm the Empire.'
'-Our data shows us that Tallest Purple has increased his productivity by over 84.5 units, it does not seem that the Irken Empire is suffering from his emotional distress.-'
'If you're collecting data on everything then check your data on how many Irkens have either received an injury or died lately.'
'-Obtaining… Obtaining… Injuries have increased up to 86.7 units and deaths have increased to 76 units. It would seem that the more Tallest Purple increases his productivity the more physically injuries is placed onto those aboard the Massive.-'
'He's also been having these crazy mood swings. One second he's himself and then the next second he's acting like a completely different Irken. There's this weird twitch that he does when he switches between moods, I think he's in real pain.'
'-Tallest Purple seems to be in physical harm when his emotional statement changes?-'
'Yeah, and this has been happening a lot lately! He is nothing like himself when he changes! He is doing things he would never do! He didn't even touch a single donut in his bag and just a while ago he hired some short Irken to be his Personal Servant Drone, I just…'
'-A short Personal Service Drone? Does this Irken meet the unit requirements to be the Personal Service Drone of Tallest Purple?-'
Tallest Red felt his fingers flinch on the screen they were connected to, which made his entire body now twitch in worry. The Control Brains knew that he was hesitating the answer he had to give.
'… No, she doesn't, not even close. Tallest Purple has been lacking the height requirements with each change of mood.'
'-We see. Tallest Red, we will require to access your Pak storage to go through your memories. We need to see through your eyes about the state Tallest Purple has been acting before you.-'
'Do I even have a choice?'
'-No.-'
Tallest Red twisted his head to the side as a shock of pain jolted through his Pak, closing his eyes though never removing his hand from the screen. His antennas twitched as memories from a few months ago all went through his mind at once… The party they had with Advisor Vix, Purple pushing a cup of soda away, his best friend twitching in pain as he screamed into the face of a shorter Irken… Suddenly all that was in his mind was the image of dark purple liquid…
Oh no, no… By Tallest Spork- It was the image of Purple cradling himself just a few hours ago, his own blood sneered all over his body.
'-You will bring Tallest Purple to Irk to have his Pak check immediately. This problem is more severe than you could ever know. We will have Tallest Purple back to his normal state as soon as we have achieved access to his Pak.-'
'Yes, of course, the Massive's next course will go directly to Irk.'
'-Good.-'
The cord instantly pulled out of Red's back and retracted back into the device, the Tallest finally being able to pull his hand off the screen. His eyes narrowed at the blank screen by his side, angrily sneering at it while he cradled his hand like a smeet that had just gotten hurt. When his red eyes glanced away from it he saw all eyes gazing at him in worry, which only made the Tallest grunt in annoyance.
He wasn't the Tallest that they needed to worry about.
"Is everything alright, my Tallest?"
"Yes, we no longer will be going to Tyrenato though, set for a new course."
"What planet will we be going to, my Tallest?"
"Irk."
…To Be Continued…
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