I do not own Invader Zim or Superjail! okay? I know it's been a long time updating on this, but some of these fics it's easier than others. And well with working a lot, not a lot of time to work on my fics that ideas are a little harder. Anyway, enough of the explanation for why other fics get updated more, on with the fic!
Dib looked at the drawing, knowing well it was Zim's PAK. He had known a fair bit about what they were and what they did. However, the fine mechanics of it, was something he wasn't sure about. All he knew was it was connected to the back and controlled many of the life functions. He tapped at the note pad trying to think of what to do. Should he really replicate Zim's PAK for his deranged uncle to use in his jail? He was taken here by a robot that his dad's labs apparently made. But he had to do it. He had to act like he fit in just a little bit so that people would stop pestering him and thinking he was crazy and full of lies. But just how did the PAK work again? I know it is Zim's life force and controls all of how his organs function and the like but how, just how? He had remembered the time he had taken Zim's PAK and it nearly took control of him but he had pushed that away from his mind. It felt awful and it was taken off him with no ill effects. It had made him feel sick for a few days afterwards but he was fine. He drew another drawing of the PAK but hit his head against the desk.
"Oh Dib..." The Warden said as he saw the young man bang his head on the desk. "You're having a hard time with this assignment are you?"
"Yes..." Dib said. "You could say that."
"Well let me help you with that." The Warden said. "I know you are smart kid."
"Thanks..." Dib moaned looking at the desk with a despondent sigh.
"It's the least I can do." The Warden began as he looked over his shoulder. This guy doesn't know what sarcasm is, does he? Dib thought as rolled his eyes.
Gaz woke up from a long night of gaming and sleeping in to make up for the marathon she had done for her channel. A 36 hour livestream was enough to get more than she needed for her video game set up but the house seemed rather quiet. It wasn't abnormal for Dib to be out longer than her or leave before she had gotten up for various things, be it hunting Bigfoot, a chupacabra or the usual fighting of Zim. But something seemed off. She couldn't tell what it was per se, but she knew something was not right. Something feels off... she thought as she headed down the stairs to the kitchen to make herself a bowl of cereal and see if Dib had posted anything that might give her an idea of where he was. She had a few guesses, it was the summer break from Skool and the year before he started Hi-Skool, something that Gaz was going to savor as she was not going to be in the same school as him. Their schedules would hardly cross and she would have peace and quiet to herself. Dib followed her around and would never let her have some time to think. Her classmates annoyed her enough. Turning to the refrigerator, she saw a note on the white board. "Gaz, went to fight Zim, be back for dinner. Love your big brother Dib." Gaz read aloud. "Uggggghh why did he have to sign it like that?" She moaned as she poured the milk into her cereal and sat down at the kitchen table. "So I have a place to start at least trying to find him if I need to. But I can just call Bloatys and have them deliver." She said to herself. "So unless Dad asks for him, I can handle myself." She smirked. "Just what to do today?"
Meanwhile, Zim moaned from the cage he was stuck in. He had made Gaz angry and she had shown him her wrath, but this guy was different. His PAK was helping to heal the injuries he had sustained from the fall from the Voot Cruiser but the burns from the roll of intestine rope the doctor had lassoed him with when he had tried to escape were still painful. The PAK did not heal meat burns quickly. Looking out the bars, he saw that the doctor was busy with the sudden wave of patients that had come in from the riot. Good, that crazy human won't notice me if I do something... Zim thought as he sat up. If I can escape a Foodening, I can escape this place that is like a drug trip they described in Skool... Steeling his resolve, Zim sat up and winced in pain, only to find a pain in his shoulders when he tried to stretch. "Oh you have got to be kidding me!" He yelled as he noticed that the doctor had tied him to the table.
"You cannot be serious. Did you think I would not at least take some basic precautions before I study my new finding?" The doctor smirked looking at Zim.
"RELEASE ME!" Zim yelled as he winced in pain. He had thrust his abdomen up in the air, thinking it would loosen the hold that was on his arms and legs, but the pain from the burns got to him. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF MIYUKI!" Zim yelled as the doctor smacked him through the bars.
"Be quiet!" He yelled. "I have patients in here you know. Some of them are resting up. Normally the warden doesn't mind if my experiments fail and I have to clean up." Zim looked over and saw a gun at the doctor's desk. "But...he does like to have some success and have some of the inmates survive. The justice system won't send us more if we keep having inmates die."
"What do you want with me?" Zim asked.
"God, you don't listen do you?" The doctor said. "Your PAK is intriguing. I will find out how it works. I know it is what powers your Irken life force."
"Well like hell I am telling you any more about it." Zim said.
"I did not expect this would be easy." The doctor said as if it was obvious. "I mean I know there's only 10 minutes I have to study it away from you. Now what were to happen if I were to take it off and you died? Say I had it off for 15 minutes,"
"I'd be dead." Zim said blankly. What ever he was going for, he did not like. This doctor was unsettling.
"And would the PAK still work?" The doctor asked.
"That's something I never really looked into." Zim said. "Obviously. I don't have a death wish."
"But you came here to try and chase around the Warden's nephew thinking you could escape this place." The doctor said as Jailbot came in. "Some would call that a death wish. But my work is never done. Stop trying to escape already. I need you." As the doctor turned away, Zim stuck his tongue out at him. Come on Zim, you have to get out of here somehow...he thought looking around, trying to find something he could use.
Meanwhile Gaz checked her account to see if the donations from her 36 hour gaming live stream was enough to get the Gameslave VR equipment she needed. Damn, not posted yet...she thought as she rolled her eyes. "Well I guess I can find some crappy used game and play it for my next video..." She sighed as she got up to see a floating image of her father stop in front of her. "Hello Dad..." Gaz sighed.
"Hello Children..." Professor Membrane began. "I have an opening in my schedule, some of our test subjects died and- WAIT!" He yelled seeing just Gaz. "Where's your brother."
"Dunno, fighting Zim."Gaz shrugged.
"My poor insane son." Professor Membrane sighed. "Well I will need you to find him. I have a break tonight and Simmons suggested I have a family dinner before I have to restart the experiment with alive subjects. I will be at Bloaty's at 7. We cannot have this night without him."
"I'll look for him." Gaz sighed.
"I do have a sneaking suspicion my brother may be involved in this somehow..." Professor Membrane said thinking over the phone call he had gotten earlier that day. "Knowing him..."
"Huh?" Gaz asked, hearing her father talk about a brother.
"Never mind." Professor Membrane told Gaz. "Daughter, find your brother and bring him to Bloaty's at 7. If you cannot, then we cannot have our family night."
I will get you for this Dib. You know Zim is fucking incompetent... Gaz thought as she looked up at her father. "Will do Dad."
"Thank you daughter." Professor Membrane said as he ended the transmission.
"You will pay for this Dib..." Gaz said as she slammed the door behind her and headed to Zim's house. Most of the time when she had to find him for her father, it was here she would start looking and after beating both Dib and Zim up, she brought him home, with Professor Membrane not seeming to care about the bruises Dib had at that point. Walking to the house, she strode up, ignoring the gnomes which slowly headed towards her and opened the door to find GIR there playing a game.
"Fucking bitch!" She heard from the screen as GIR died.
"Whhooooo! I espoloded! Game over. See you later Tony!" GIR said as he saw Gaz come in. "I have a friend over. I can't play with you. Sorry."
"Fuck you." Tony said as another voice came over. "Tony dude, did you play my game? Seriously? You fucked up my stats getting teamed up with that noob! Why dude? Not cool."
"Fucking bitch." Gaz heard Tony save over the game over screen and looked to GIR.
"Just what is going on there?" Gaz asked.
"Tony got banned for bad language. He used his friend's account so we could play." GIR explained. "What do you want to do?" the little robot smiled.
"Do you know where Dib is?" She asked.
"Ummmmmmmm..." GIR began.
"Zim?" She asked, knowing eventually the idiotic robot would get back to her.
"Oh I remember," GIR said. "Dib and the master were playing with water guns and a white robot came and took Dib to this place called Superjail to the east. We followed him in the Voot Cruiser but master fell in and I came home."
Gaz growled. "Why does this not surprise me?" She asked. "Do you know where this place is?"
GIR walked outside and pointed to the east. "We went that way."
"Okay, any more help?" She asked as she saw a man with long tall straight black hair, in a white t shirt and jeans running down the road and grabbed her purse as she stood on the sidewalk looking towards the east. She turned and ran as a white robot was following Jackknife. "Get back here you sun of a bitch! No one steals my purse without entering a nightmare world from which there is no waking." As she ran, the white robot was slowly catching up.
"Ooooooooooh yeah..." GIR added. "That's the robot that took Dib!" He said as Jailbot waved at GIR who waved back. "HI THERE!"
Gaz, seeing this as her chance waited for Jailbot to capture Jackknife and held onto his waist as the robot flew back towards Superjail. So according to GIR, which I don't think he could lie to save his life both Dib and Zim are in this Superjail place. I swear to god, I will get Dib out of there so we can have our family night. Ones like this never come around. "And you scumbag!" Gaz yelled at Jackknife as he tried to kick her off. "I'm not done with you! When we get where this robot is taking us, you are in for a world of misery and suffering! No one steals my purse and lives to tell the tale you fucking loser!" She looked over the man's shoulder to see some purple clouds that vaguely reminded her of what an adult Dib might look like in a top hat open up at the mouth to reveal a volcanic island on it. "So this is the place." She noted "Weird for a jail but guess makes it harder to escape somehow..." She noted as her grip loosened and she fell to the ground in front of the guard.
"Who are you?" Alice asked. "Why are you riding Jackknife? His girlfriend?"
"Fuck no. Loser stole my purse and I was trying to get it back when that robot got him." Gaz explained looking up at the masculine looking woman. She stared Alice down until Alice cracked a smile.
"I like your spunk kid." Alice laughed, scratching the hair above her lip. "Come with me. I'll tell the warden what happened and if your purse is on Jackknife's person, you and I can have some fun delivering justice before he's put back in the general population. What's your name young lady?"
"Gaz." Gaz replied simply.
"I like your spunk. Real girl power. Most men I have to work with are useless." Alice said.
"I know the feeling..." Gaz said as they entered Superjail.
So how was that? Good? Bad? Short? Long? Let me know in a review. The Tony I had GIR playing with is the same Tony from Hetalia I mentioned in a previous chapter. And yes, canonically he only speaks in swears. Because he hates dubs. He can speak in polite language but doesn't like to. Yes I know it took me awhile to update but inspiration comes and goes, and well, this one got put on the back burner for a little bit but I have some ideas coming up so hopefully I can get more posted. Anyway, remember to read (well you just did) and review. Ciao for now,
otherrealmwriter
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