(A/N: Allow me to clarify something real quick.
You may be wondering, "Why is only Tak starting to like Zim and he doesn't seem to be liking her back very much? ISN'T IT SUPPOSED TO BE MUTUAL?!" Well, there are a couple of reasons for that. Tak is a female, so her emotions are more...easily manipulated? I know how that sounds, but it's true. Second, Zim IS a tough nut to crack, but trust me, he's just in denial! He'll come around eventually!
And this chapter will help! So, let's get to it!)
"So, Agent Disembodied Head, from the evidence I've gathered, surely you're going to put more effort into capturing Zim."
"It's irrefutable, Mothman. This is one authentic extraterrestrial craft, right within your field of study. We shall look into this."
"...and I get my two bucks, right?"
"YES, Mothman. You get your freaking two US dollars. Just keep it up with the findings. Disembodied Head out."
Dib's glasses shone with an eerie light, his room illuminated only by his laptop's dim screen.
"Oh, don't worry...I will keep it up."
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"We're here! WE'RE HERE!" Zim announced unnecessarily. He just loved hearing himself talk...
"Alright, then," Tak looked around."What shall we do first? Huh?!"
When Tak turned back to her left, Zim had gone. Before her was a dense crowd.
"Darn it, Zim!" She scurried off into the sea of humans, shoving her way through.
The female Irken eventually found her "roomie" eyeing some cotton candy. He looked bewildered and interested at the same time.
Tak grabbed Zim's shoulder."Hey! You just ran off! What happened to never being out of each other's sight?"
Zim ignored her and spoke to the cotton candy salesman."Tell me, human, what are these wonderous pink looms?"
"Cotton candy," he grunted.
"Purveyor of candy wool," Zim continued in a breathless tone."I MUST HAVE ONE."
"I'll take one too," added Tak.
"Here you go." The vendor handed them each one pink puff of cotton candy in little paper cones. He didn't charge them because he thought they were kids, and he just wanted them gone so that he could go back to texting.
Zim instantly grabbed his and dashed away. Tak was about to thank the cotton candy man, but she didn't want to lose Zim again, so she quickly followed his trail.
When she caught up to Zim, he was examining his cotton candy. Tak wondered why he was so fascinated by it, but didn't ask.
Zim glanced over at her nervously."...well...you first..."
"O-Oh..." Tak looked at her cotton candy. It didn't LOOK very edible."Um, maybe you should try yours first?"
"..."
"You know, since you're clearly BRAVE enough to." Tak nodded her head.
Zim blinked."Brave? Yes. I am! Zim IS brave! And I am Zim!"
Still hesitant, Zim bit off a little piece of the pink fluff. Flavor tickled his tongue. The cotton melted into sweet juice, tasting of sugar and strawberries. He swallowed, then remained silent.
"How is it?" Tak asked in anticipation.
"INCREDIBLE," Zim said, monotone. He proceeded to consume the rest of his treat.
Tak plucked off a bit of the fluff and popped it into her mouth. Her eyes grew wide."Th-This IS incredible!"
In under two minutes, both Irkens had finished off their cotton candy, straight to the paper.
"Ah..." Zim sighed contendedly."Best. Earth gruel. Ever. Now that we have filled up on sweetness, we can investigate this carny vale!"
Tak struggled to hold in her laughter at the sight of Zim."Zim...you have cotton candy on your face...and it looks ridiculous..."
Zim frowned at her."Zim is no fool! You speak lies, LIES!"
Suddenly, Zim felt Tak's hand brush against his mouth. She showed her palm, and there was half-dissolved cotton candy in it.
"Uh..."
"You looked like one of those bearded women over there," Tak smirked as she wiped her hand off on a napkin."What do we 'investigate' first?"
Zim stood and pointed straight ahead."THAT contraption!"
Zim had pointed out one of those "Test Your Strength" games. A man in a striped suit twirled a mallet, leaning against a large strength meter with a bell at the top and a rubber cushion at the base.
"Step right up, step right up, young man!" The carnie in the striped suit sneered as Zim and Tak stepped toward him."What is your name, strange green kid?"
"I AM ZIM!" Zim responded with pride.
"Hello, Zim! Would you like to test your strength? Free of charge!"
Zim pondered the benefits of the test. It may help evaluate his chances against mankind.
"I accept!"
"Wonderful, lad! Here, take this." The carnie handed the wooden mallet to Zim and gestured towards the meter."Just WHACK that button there as hard as you can!"
Zim could hardly HOLD the hammer, let alone produce enough force to propel the meter. But there were people, including Tak, watching, so he wasn't going to embarrass himself. He pulled back the mallet and brought it down upon the button with all the strength he could muster.
The measure soared up the meter about four tenths of the way, which was labeled "radioactive rat", then fell.
"Congratulations!" cheered the carnie."You have the strength of a radioactive rat!"
The crowd cheered as well, despite Zim's pathetic performance.
"Zim possesses the strength of a mutated rodent?" Zim dropped the hammer."Intriguing..."
"How about you, ma'am?" The carnie addressed Tak."Think you can beat your buddy's score?"
"I'll give it a shot," Tak hoisted the mallet off of the ground. More people gathered around to see if she could do it.
Using all of her might, and a grunt of exertion, Tak slammed down the hammer, smashing the button.
Zim was shocked to see the measure go up about TWICE as far as he had when he took the test, nearly ringing the bell!
Everyone present cheered (except for Zim, of course) as Tak shrugged.
"Congratulations, young lady!" the carnie cheered once more."You have the strength of a hundred naked mole rats!"
Tak blinked."Oh, cool."
What was with the rats...?
The crowd dispersed and Tak turned to face Zim. He was NOT pleased.
Tak simply gave him a mischievous smile."Impressed?"
"Not in the slightest," he said through gritted teeth.
Tak could tell that Zim was just upset by being upstaged, and this amused her, but she didn't let him know that.
"Here's what we are going to do next," Zim told her."Ride the rolly coaster!"
"The what?"
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTHISWASAMISTAKEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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"Zim! Have you finished- blegh, throwing up?!"
"NO, UHUGH, WHY?"
"Because I really have to now...!"
"Oh, no...BLEHAUGHEAGH!"
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After Zim and Tak finished vomiting in the bathroom (that left a DREADFUL mess, by the way), they were pretty fed up with the carnival.
"Alright, I guess we've deduced that mankind is even dumber than we thought due to the fact that they enjoy making themselves vomit," Tak concluded."Therefore, I say that they are doomed as a species. Now, let's go."
"Oh, we're not going just yet," Zim began smiling in a villainous way."We are going to DESTROY this place."
"Um."
"I know what you're going to say!" Zim raised his hands defensively."But before you do, don't you want to show these humans the superior Irken species?"
Tak pulled a sly face."That could be a nice change of pace..."
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"I'VE NEVER FELT SO ALIIIIVE!" Tak screamed, cackling."YES! BURN, BURN, PUNY HUMANS!"
Zim and Tak had, let's say, COMPLETELY DEMOLISHED the carnival. Everything had been set on fire, all the little game stands were in shambles, and the people...
Oh, those poor people. They weren't many of them left.
The Irkens had removed their disguises, reenforcing their goal of leaving no human alive. There was no point in hiding themselves if no one would live to tell the tale. At least not without trauma.
Using their PAKs' spider legs, they destroyed and destroyed. However, Zim had gotten tired and was taking a break. He sat on the sidelines, eating some cotton candy, watching Tak demolish stuff amidst the flames.
"AHHHAHAHAHA!" Tak laughed in a high pitch."DIE! DIEEE! HAHAHA!"
Wow. She was really going at it. Must have been the sugar.
It was pretty alluring.
Zim felt his face heat up. What was he thinking?! He couldn't find Tak attractive!...she was...TAK! But, then again, who was to say he couldn't think these kinds of things about a fellow Irken?
Agh, stupid feelings!
Zim tried to focus on his cotton candy.
Tak continued laughing, killing a fat man by piercing him with a spider leg. It had been so long since she had raged like this. IT FELT SO GOOD.
She looked over at Zim, who was eating the cotton candy in a relaxed manner. She stopped laughing.
Why was she suddenly acting like this?
With ZIM, no less!
True, the guy wasn't that bad, but...he was...ZIM! He was obnoxious, idiotic...cute...adventurous...loyal Zim! She shouldn't be acting THIS crazy!
Tak sighed. She made sure to kill the final human before scrabbling over to Zim.
"So, ready to go?" she asked.
"Yes, yes," Zim nodded."Zim is ready. OFF WE GO!"
So, Zim and Tak donned their disguises and hurried back to Zim's base, satisfied.
(A/N: Yes, I think Zim gets aroused by chicks who destroy stuff. DON'T JUDGE HIM FOR HIS TURN-ONS. And trust me, the stuff with Dib at the beginning WILL come into play. So, there was some romantic development for everyone, yayyy.
Also, keep an eye on that summary! My brain prevents me from altering it until it is PERFECT.
Anyway, PLEASE, review, fave and follow, and I shall see you next time! Au revoir...)