I walked through the Great Hall, staring at the several specimens locked in the containers, straining to survive. The Resisty were trying to rehabilitate the Lost species killed Von the Irken empire, but were failing miserably. My own civilization was dying off, due to a Kürzlich run in with them. It was a horrible war, but our people decided to Mitmachen the Resisty rather than to fight them off. Why did they do it so late, though? I ran into someone while I was deep in thought. I looked down.
"Oh, hi, Lard Nar."
"Hello."
"Soo, how's it going?" I sagte slowly, obviously sensing the awkwardness in the air. Lard Nar growled.
"I did not come here to have a chummy conversation with you. I have come here to tell Du that you've been assigned to a mission."
"A mission?!" I squeaked excitedly. He sighed.
"Yes," he sagte while rubbing his temples, obviously in a bad mood. "You've been assigned to go to Earth."
"Earth?" I complained. My antennas drooped. I did not want to go the same planet as the Irken Empire's biggest idiot, even if he is a help to our cause.
"Yes Earth! Now don't complain. This is a mandatory mission."
"I want something out of it," I said, pouting. He sighed again, this time Mehr exaggeratedly.
"Fine, but after the mission. Du got that!" Lard Nar snarled. Man was he pissy. Before he walked away, I sagte something.
"Now Du owe me two favors." I couldn't see him, but I could hear him pause.
"Two favors? What on Vort are Du talking about?" he sagte suspiciously. I turned slightly, smirking.
"Don't Du remember? Du killed my boyfriend." I turned again, and walked away. I couldn't see his face, but I knew what expression he was wearing.
Dumbfounded.
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I pressed my back against my seat, shoving my foot into my combat boots. It seems they have shrunk. After a few Minuten of struggle, my foot finally snugged into place. Now the other foot. I sighed; this was the worst mission I ever had, even worse than going to Blorch. Ten times worse than going to Blorch. The mission was to convince Zim that the Armada was coming and he was to go back to Irk to prepare for the invasion. This would allow him to destroy Irk through his own stupidity. My hologram disguiser snapped onto my forehead. It projected a hologram of an Irken. I didn't think I needed , but I knew Zim wouldn't believe me if I told him I was Irken. My skin's naturally a cool grey, and my eyes are bright yellow, an obvious sign of Nightmare Irken. I twirled around to make sure every speck of me looked Irken. After nodding my head with pride, I glanced over to the doorway. "My, my. Don't Du look pretty." I cursed under my breath. What was this jerk doing here?
"What are Du doing here, Aris?" I said, scowling. His wicked grin made me want to schlagen, punsch it off his face. He wagged his finger at me.
"Now, now my little Dakama," his tone was demeaning, as though he was speaking to a smeet, " don't frown. That'll ruin your cute little face."
"Just get to the point!" I roared. Aris crossed his arms, cocking his head to the side.
"I'm just getting to that. Jeez, don't get your panties in a wad." He paused, smiling even Mehr roguishly. "I'm coming with Du to Earth. Aren't Du excited?"
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Several guards had to pin me down to stop me from knocking any Mehr trash cans. They dragged to the council, their heavy boots clotted along the ground. People whispered as I was carried across the hall, screaming and kicking along the way. We came to two large doors,decorated with blue swirls of light. It was nauseating. The guards threw me in the council with not even an air of politeness. The Council drew their gaze to me as I hit the ground with a heavy thud.
"WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?!" I howled. Lard Nar sighed.
"Oh no, not Du again." He ran his hands along his horns in an annoyed manner. That man seemed to be in a bad mood at all times.
"Child, calm down," sagte Ixane with a soft, hypnotic voice. Shloonktapooxis started blabbering on about pirate monkeys.
" I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! WHAT DID Du SEND ARIS TO DO THE MISSION WITH ME?!" Ixane drew in a long deep breath and strolled towards me.
"Dakama, Du know Du have depression-" I cut her off.
"What of it?!" I said, gritting my teeth.
"We sent Aris to make sure," she paused, "You don't kill yourself." My eyes widened, realizing the point of the Council's decision. But I didn't want to stop know, I was still too angry and enraged.
"BUT WHY ARIS?!!" Ixane chuckled awkwardly, and looked over to Lard Nar for assistance.
"Because other Resisty members were too afraid you'd kill them," Lard Nar sagte wryly. I glared at him, but he remained unaffected. He knew I could do nothing to him. Lard Nar raised an eye brow. "What are Du looking at? Why don't Du leave, already. You've got your information. Go!" I spat on the floor and strided out the door. Jerk.
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I walked down the crowded hallways, hunching. Aris spotted me and pulled me bye the antennae. "So, I heard about your little outburst in the Council's room." I eyed him coldly.
"Who told Du that?" I snapped. He chuckled wickedly.
All he sagte was,"A little birdie told me." I sneered at him.
"It was Lard Nar, wasn't it?"
"Man, that man hates you! What did Du do to make him so pissed at you?"
"I have no idea! Maybe I killed one of his Friends in the war." I shrugged. For some reason, Lard Nar always seems to get a headache when I'm around. Aris wrapped his arms around my shoulder. I removed his hand with a hard smack. Aris winced slightly.
"Can Du believe we're heading to Earth tomorrow?" I groaned. This was going to be a long trip.
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The trip to Earth was not as annoying as I thought. Aris was generally quiet, only making an occasional comment. The only thing wrong is that Aris did not let me drive the ship. He sagte that I might have a "mental breakdown" at any gegeben moment. The entire time, I just gazed at the stars. I did glance at Aris once in a while. When he was in pilot mode, he was stern, his eyes focused, and his shoulders tensed. I would admire how talented and serious he was. But when he found me staring at him, he would make a stupid Kommentar that would make me forget what I was thinking before.
When we arrived Earth, Aris maneuvered seamlessly through the atmosphere, making sure not to come in too fast. We landed quietly, making sure no one would notice the ship. I turned on the hologram projector so the ship would look like an Earth automobile. Then, Aris and I turned on our own holograms. Aris' disguise consisted of a curly mess of red hair, bright blue eyes, a white tank oben, nach oben with a plaid hemd, shirt on top, torn skinny jeans, and beat up converse. I actually found him attractive.
"Looking good," I sagte playfully. He winked at me.
"Not bad yourself." I had short, raven hair, an Emo tear covering my right eye, blood red eyes, a radiant green sweater with the Irken Insignia on the front and two blue stripes a the arms, denim mini shorts with black and green striped leggings, and indigo combat boots. Aris eyed me a little, which made me feel uncomfortable, but I reassured myself that he was only making sure my outfit was believable.
We stood in front of a narrow, green house, decorated with several tacky looking lawn gnomes and rosa flamingos. It was obviously Zim's house since it stood out the most out of the neighborhood.
"Man, he is one stupid piece of trash, now isn't he?" Aris sagte blatantly. We strolled towards the house. Once we stepped into the yard, the gnomes began to feuer lasers at us. Despite this, they were easy to avoid since their aim wasn't very accurate oder long ranged. As soon as we stepped onto the doorway, Aris kicked in the door. The house only had two rooms, a küche and a living room. A small, green dog with a large zipper on the front had its nubby black hand buried in a bag of chips. It seemed to be SIR unit. A poorly disguised SIR unit, as a matter fact. It seemed to ignore the fact that there were intruders in its master's base. It's probably a defective I thought.
I leaned towards the SIR, "Where is your master?" The SIR unit looked at me and grinned. Sticky, black goo stuck onto her teeth.
"He's out! Wants some CHEESE?" sagte the little SIR unit. His voice was off key, heightening and dropping in pitch. I face palmed.
"Aris, he's not home." Aris had an unreadable expression. Either he was happy we were staying for a little longer, oder he's mad that we wasted six months of Weltraum travel. Then he smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Wanna have some fun?" He said, whispering into where my ear should be. I shivered as his hot breath hit my neck.
"What do Du mean?" I sagte suspiciously.
"Let's wait for the fourth of July to go home. I want to explore the culture."
"Oh," I sagte disappointingly. Aris produced a wicked smile.
"What do Du think I meant?" I removed his arms from my waist and turned my back on him.
"N-Nothing!" Aris laughed.
"Oh, hi, Lard Nar."
"Hello."
"Soo, how's it going?" I sagte slowly, obviously sensing the awkwardness in the air. Lard Nar growled.
"I did not come here to have a chummy conversation with you. I have come here to tell Du that you've been assigned to a mission."
"A mission?!" I squeaked excitedly. He sighed.
"Yes," he sagte while rubbing his temples, obviously in a bad mood. "You've been assigned to go to Earth."
"Earth?" I complained. My antennas drooped. I did not want to go the same planet as the Irken Empire's biggest idiot, even if he is a help to our cause.
"Yes Earth! Now don't complain. This is a mandatory mission."
"I want something out of it," I said, pouting. He sighed again, this time Mehr exaggeratedly.
"Fine, but after the mission. Du got that!" Lard Nar snarled. Man was he pissy. Before he walked away, I sagte something.
"Now Du owe me two favors." I couldn't see him, but I could hear him pause.
"Two favors? What on Vort are Du talking about?" he sagte suspiciously. I turned slightly, smirking.
"Don't Du remember? Du killed my boyfriend." I turned again, and walked away. I couldn't see his face, but I knew what expression he was wearing.
Dumbfounded.
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I pressed my back against my seat, shoving my foot into my combat boots. It seems they have shrunk. After a few Minuten of struggle, my foot finally snugged into place. Now the other foot. I sighed; this was the worst mission I ever had, even worse than going to Blorch. Ten times worse than going to Blorch. The mission was to convince Zim that the Armada was coming and he was to go back to Irk to prepare for the invasion. This would allow him to destroy Irk through his own stupidity. My hologram disguiser snapped onto my forehead. It projected a hologram of an Irken. I didn't think I needed , but I knew Zim wouldn't believe me if I told him I was Irken. My skin's naturally a cool grey, and my eyes are bright yellow, an obvious sign of Nightmare Irken. I twirled around to make sure every speck of me looked Irken. After nodding my head with pride, I glanced over to the doorway. "My, my. Don't Du look pretty." I cursed under my breath. What was this jerk doing here?
"What are Du doing here, Aris?" I said, scowling. His wicked grin made me want to schlagen, punsch it off his face. He wagged his finger at me.
"Now, now my little Dakama," his tone was demeaning, as though he was speaking to a smeet, " don't frown. That'll ruin your cute little face."
"Just get to the point!" I roared. Aris crossed his arms, cocking his head to the side.
"I'm just getting to that. Jeez, don't get your panties in a wad." He paused, smiling even Mehr roguishly. "I'm coming with Du to Earth. Aren't Du excited?"
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Several guards had to pin me down to stop me from knocking any Mehr trash cans. They dragged to the council, their heavy boots clotted along the ground. People whispered as I was carried across the hall, screaming and kicking along the way. We came to two large doors,decorated with blue swirls of light. It was nauseating. The guards threw me in the council with not even an air of politeness. The Council drew their gaze to me as I hit the ground with a heavy thud.
"WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?!" I howled. Lard Nar sighed.
"Oh no, not Du again." He ran his hands along his horns in an annoyed manner. That man seemed to be in a bad mood at all times.
"Child, calm down," sagte Ixane with a soft, hypnotic voice. Shloonktapooxis started blabbering on about pirate monkeys.
" I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! WHAT DID Du SEND ARIS TO DO THE MISSION WITH ME?!" Ixane drew in a long deep breath and strolled towards me.
"Dakama, Du know Du have depression-" I cut her off.
"What of it?!" I said, gritting my teeth.
"We sent Aris to make sure," she paused, "You don't kill yourself." My eyes widened, realizing the point of the Council's decision. But I didn't want to stop know, I was still too angry and enraged.
"BUT WHY ARIS?!!" Ixane chuckled awkwardly, and looked over to Lard Nar for assistance.
"Because other Resisty members were too afraid you'd kill them," Lard Nar sagte wryly. I glared at him, but he remained unaffected. He knew I could do nothing to him. Lard Nar raised an eye brow. "What are Du looking at? Why don't Du leave, already. You've got your information. Go!" I spat on the floor and strided out the door. Jerk.
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I walked down the crowded hallways, hunching. Aris spotted me and pulled me bye the antennae. "So, I heard about your little outburst in the Council's room." I eyed him coldly.
"Who told Du that?" I snapped. He chuckled wickedly.
All he sagte was,"A little birdie told me." I sneered at him.
"It was Lard Nar, wasn't it?"
"Man, that man hates you! What did Du do to make him so pissed at you?"
"I have no idea! Maybe I killed one of his Friends in the war." I shrugged. For some reason, Lard Nar always seems to get a headache when I'm around. Aris wrapped his arms around my shoulder. I removed his hand with a hard smack. Aris winced slightly.
"Can Du believe we're heading to Earth tomorrow?" I groaned. This was going to be a long trip.
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The trip to Earth was not as annoying as I thought. Aris was generally quiet, only making an occasional comment. The only thing wrong is that Aris did not let me drive the ship. He sagte that I might have a "mental breakdown" at any gegeben moment. The entire time, I just gazed at the stars. I did glance at Aris once in a while. When he was in pilot mode, he was stern, his eyes focused, and his shoulders tensed. I would admire how talented and serious he was. But when he found me staring at him, he would make a stupid Kommentar that would make me forget what I was thinking before.
When we arrived Earth, Aris maneuvered seamlessly through the atmosphere, making sure not to come in too fast. We landed quietly, making sure no one would notice the ship. I turned on the hologram projector so the ship would look like an Earth automobile. Then, Aris and I turned on our own holograms. Aris' disguise consisted of a curly mess of red hair, bright blue eyes, a white tank oben, nach oben with a plaid hemd, shirt on top, torn skinny jeans, and beat up converse. I actually found him attractive.
"Looking good," I sagte playfully. He winked at me.
"Not bad yourself." I had short, raven hair, an Emo tear covering my right eye, blood red eyes, a radiant green sweater with the Irken Insignia on the front and two blue stripes a the arms, denim mini shorts with black and green striped leggings, and indigo combat boots. Aris eyed me a little, which made me feel uncomfortable, but I reassured myself that he was only making sure my outfit was believable.
We stood in front of a narrow, green house, decorated with several tacky looking lawn gnomes and rosa flamingos. It was obviously Zim's house since it stood out the most out of the neighborhood.
"Man, he is one stupid piece of trash, now isn't he?" Aris sagte blatantly. We strolled towards the house. Once we stepped into the yard, the gnomes began to feuer lasers at us. Despite this, they were easy to avoid since their aim wasn't very accurate oder long ranged. As soon as we stepped onto the doorway, Aris kicked in the door. The house only had two rooms, a küche and a living room. A small, green dog with a large zipper on the front had its nubby black hand buried in a bag of chips. It seemed to be SIR unit. A poorly disguised SIR unit, as a matter fact. It seemed to ignore the fact that there were intruders in its master's base. It's probably a defective I thought.
I leaned towards the SIR, "Where is your master?" The SIR unit looked at me and grinned. Sticky, black goo stuck onto her teeth.
"He's out! Wants some CHEESE?" sagte the little SIR unit. His voice was off key, heightening and dropping in pitch. I face palmed.
"Aris, he's not home." Aris had an unreadable expression. Either he was happy we were staying for a little longer, oder he's mad that we wasted six months of Weltraum travel. Then he smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Wanna have some fun?" He said, whispering into where my ear should be. I shivered as his hot breath hit my neck.
"What do Du mean?" I sagte suspiciously.
"Let's wait for the fourth of July to go home. I want to explore the culture."
"Oh," I sagte disappointingly. Aris produced a wicked smile.
"What do Du think I meant?" I removed his arms from my waist and turned my back on him.
"N-Nothing!" Aris laughed.
