Zim's Horrible Doom?
Author's Note: Heeeeeelllooooo human stinkbugs who want to read my story! For I am ZIIIM! Well, Zim's friend, servant, MINION!!!! MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA!
READ! Read and appreciate or you will invoke my terrible WRATH!
- Prologue -
"My Tallest! I have successfully - um - accomplished that - uh - THING you told me to do!" Zim improvised before the Almighty Tallest on the day that he reported to them all the time. The thing was, he had nothing to report, it had been an uneventful normal Earth week, and Zim was bored. The Almighty Tallest, rulers of Irk because of their mighty highness in height looked at each other then looked at the smallest disgrace to the mighty Irken race that was Zim.
"Zim, we didn't actually assign you to anything!" the red Tallest almost laughed, "We'd have to be crazy to do that!"
"LAZY! We'd have to be lazy to do that!" his purple comrade helped, but it was Zim that now had a confused look on his face, "I mean as we are the Tallest we'd have to be really lazy to want to disturb your - uh - great mission!"
"Phew!" the red Tallest said under his breath, "That was close!"
It seemed to have worked, as Zim cheered up after that.
"Well, what do you want me to do this week, my Tallest?" Zim asked. Suddenly, Zim's minion GIR popped up in front of Zim with a big grin on his robotic face.
"Heeeeellloooooo!" GIR screamed at the Almighty Tallest, who winced and hovered back a little bit, "I wish you were here to give me a GREAT BIG HUG!!!"
"GIR!" Zim's angry voice came from behind the crazed robot, "GIR get back here and stop scaring the Tallest!"
Zim's gloved claw-like hand was seen on GIR's shoulder. GIR looked down on it and screamed, "BUCKET!" before Zim pulled back on the goofy gadget and chucked him over his shoulder. Zim wiped his hands triumphantly, and looked up at the screen, ready to talk to his Tallest again.
The screen was black, and Zim tapped on it, wondering why the hell it had gone off. Of course, the Almighty Tallest had got bored and signed off, but Zim, unknowing that the rulers of Irk actually hated him with a vengeance. Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that Zim had nearly destroyed Planet Irk in the first Impending Doom mission. All because he wanted to push some buttons and pull some levers.
Now he was still bored, the Tallest hadn't granted him his request and given him an assignment. Zim sighed and sat in his chair, slumping. GIR, who had been lying on the floor giggling, now got up and waddled over to the screen singing the "Doom Song".
"Awwwwwww your friends is goned awayyyy!" he sympathised, Zim scowled at GIR, "LETS GO GET TACOS AND FORGET aaaaaaaaaaaallllll about it!"
Zim tried to think of an answer to that, but failed, so he ordered GIR to get into his ingenious green dog suit, while he, Zim, took out of his little cool bag thing two plastic eyes and a wig and placed them in the appropriate places (evil red eyes and his bald green head), then, after establishing quite a vibe for Crazy Tacos.
"Come, GIR!" Zim screeched in his evil voice, "We must to the tacos!"
"YAAYYYYY!" GIR screamed, and ran out of the door, put the little lead thing round Zim's neck and dragged him along to the Crazy Taco restaurant without further delay.
* * * * * * * * * *
As his arch nemesis and his strange little robot disguised as a robot walked together to seek out the tacos, Dib Membrane, son of the famous Professor Membrane (the expert) and all round psycho kid. Dib was the only one that saw Zim and GIR for what they were - ALIENS!
His sole purpose at the moment was to EXPOSE Zim, but first he needed a plan. As he saw Zim, his over - large head began to buzz, as a plan was mounting into his brain, as a cascading wave of ideas flooded into his head, forming into a fountain of creative alternatives, Dib gave one of those weird freaky smiles.
He broke out into a grouping of manic laughter, and as he was enjoying his being ingenious and schemingly clever so much, he didn't notice his extremely scary sister Gaz come up behind him and hit him over the head with her GameSlave.
"Ow! Gaz-" he began, but faltered when he saw the warning look on her face.
"Don't, Dib," Gaz warned him, "Or I'll bash in your face with my fist cos I don't want to scratch my GameSlave. Now, why are you acting like an idiot?"
Dib gave his sister a grim smile.
"I know how to stop Zim," he said.
Author's Note: Heeeeeelllooooo human stinkbugs who want to read my story! For I am ZIIIM! Well, Zim's friend, servant, MINION!!!! MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA!
READ! Read and appreciate or you will invoke my terrible WRATH!
- Prologue -
"My Tallest! I have successfully - um - accomplished that - uh - THING you told me to do!" Zim improvised before the Almighty Tallest on the day that he reported to them all the time. The thing was, he had nothing to report, it had been an uneventful normal Earth week, and Zim was bored. The Almighty Tallest, rulers of Irk because of their mighty highness in height looked at each other then looked at the smallest disgrace to the mighty Irken race that was Zim.
"Zim, we didn't actually assign you to anything!" the red Tallest almost laughed, "We'd have to be crazy to do that!"
"LAZY! We'd have to be lazy to do that!" his purple comrade helped, but it was Zim that now had a confused look on his face, "I mean as we are the Tallest we'd have to be really lazy to want to disturb your - uh - great mission!"
"Phew!" the red Tallest said under his breath, "That was close!"
It seemed to have worked, as Zim cheered up after that.
"Well, what do you want me to do this week, my Tallest?" Zim asked. Suddenly, Zim's minion GIR popped up in front of Zim with a big grin on his robotic face.
"Heeeeellloooooo!" GIR screamed at the Almighty Tallest, who winced and hovered back a little bit, "I wish you were here to give me a GREAT BIG HUG!!!"
"GIR!" Zim's angry voice came from behind the crazed robot, "GIR get back here and stop scaring the Tallest!"
Zim's gloved claw-like hand was seen on GIR's shoulder. GIR looked down on it and screamed, "BUCKET!" before Zim pulled back on the goofy gadget and chucked him over his shoulder. Zim wiped his hands triumphantly, and looked up at the screen, ready to talk to his Tallest again.
The screen was black, and Zim tapped on it, wondering why the hell it had gone off. Of course, the Almighty Tallest had got bored and signed off, but Zim, unknowing that the rulers of Irk actually hated him with a vengeance. Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that Zim had nearly destroyed Planet Irk in the first Impending Doom mission. All because he wanted to push some buttons and pull some levers.
Now he was still bored, the Tallest hadn't granted him his request and given him an assignment. Zim sighed and sat in his chair, slumping. GIR, who had been lying on the floor giggling, now got up and waddled over to the screen singing the "Doom Song".
"Awwwwwww your friends is goned awayyyy!" he sympathised, Zim scowled at GIR, "LETS GO GET TACOS AND FORGET aaaaaaaaaaaallllll about it!"
Zim tried to think of an answer to that, but failed, so he ordered GIR to get into his ingenious green dog suit, while he, Zim, took out of his little cool bag thing two plastic eyes and a wig and placed them in the appropriate places (evil red eyes and his bald green head), then, after establishing quite a vibe for Crazy Tacos.
"Come, GIR!" Zim screeched in his evil voice, "We must to the tacos!"
"YAAYYYYY!" GIR screamed, and ran out of the door, put the little lead thing round Zim's neck and dragged him along to the Crazy Taco restaurant without further delay.
* * * * * * * * * *
As his arch nemesis and his strange little robot disguised as a robot walked together to seek out the tacos, Dib Membrane, son of the famous Professor Membrane (the expert) and all round psycho kid. Dib was the only one that saw Zim and GIR for what they were - ALIENS!
His sole purpose at the moment was to EXPOSE Zim, but first he needed a plan. As he saw Zim, his over - large head began to buzz, as a plan was mounting into his brain, as a cascading wave of ideas flooded into his head, forming into a fountain of creative alternatives, Dib gave one of those weird freaky smiles.
He broke out into a grouping of manic laughter, and as he was enjoying his being ingenious and schemingly clever so much, he didn't notice his extremely scary sister Gaz come up behind him and hit him over the head with her GameSlave.
"Ow! Gaz-" he began, but faltered when he saw the warning look on her face.
"Don't, Dib," Gaz warned him, "Or I'll bash in your face with my fist cos I don't want to scratch my GameSlave. Now, why are you acting like an idiot?"
Dib gave his sister a grim smile.
"I know how to stop Zim," he said.