The Expression of the Stars

The Expression of the Stars

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Today's episode brought to by:

Goldfish.

The yummy snack that smiles back until you bite their heads off.

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Dedication: Sakata

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Chapter 1:

Dreads and Threads

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It was an uneventful day, just like most that happened on a weekend for me. The only slightly interesting thing that

would happen where the stupid things GIR would do, or say. Currently at this moment, he was squealing with the

utmost of joy, dancing to a strange techno song I had downloaded from the internet. Sand Storm I think it was

called. I sighed. I have had at least five whole years to fix GIR, yet every time I do, I find he'll just undo what

I've achieved to make him smarter.

"Lookit! W007! Mah butt iz a covered in shiny metal!" I placed my face into my palm. God it was sickening how

nothing bothered the little robot. Little indeed. Since I got here, everyday I grew taller. About to the height of. . .

5'7''. I must say I am very pleased, yet annoyed when I had to raise the ceiling in the house, and every room.

Considering the amount of times I have managed to smack my head on my kitchen doorway, I was glad I raised the

roof, so to speak. I suppose the reason I have grown, is either A: The food here with all these new nutrients and

vitamins, or B: The Earth's gravitational pull being a hell of a lot lighter then Irk's and the fact I am living on the

surface of this planet, instead of halfway to the world's core.

"Caned fries are yummy with bacon!" My eye twitched as GIR threw a bacon and fry filled can of Poop Cola at me.

I just barely managed to dodge the damned thing. As I looked behind me, I saw a trail of fries and bacon bits fly

past my head, and reaching it's final destination: The odd green monkey portrait on the wall. Note to self: get rid

of that thing, it scares me.

I sighed, yet again, running my hands through my dread locks. I was quite glad to have hair now. though I went

through hell and back to get it. I remember I was creating a new wig for myself for Junior High about three years

ago. Though, because of GIR and his astounding creativity mixed with his stupidity, had dumped fusing solution on

it with out my knowledge. So, when I went to put it on, my hair literally took root. It took me a week to get my

antennae to stick out with out harm, and be hidden in the dreads. It was quite painful and I had to miss the very

first week of Junior High Skool. Oh how Dib had laughed at me on the first day I got back, though the new

friends I had made thought otherwise. It was creepy. I got accepted into a group of skaters, punkers, rockers, and

Goths. Much to my surprise, they thought my attitude was very amusing since most of them were quite insane.

I remembered a bit more. The next two years, Dib was accepted into the same group, and he still continued to

claim I was an alien. Though the fact was true, the group just ignored his ramblings. Soon after we became good

friends. That was a surprising thing. I remember the exact same day we became friends. October 22nd, at 11:13 am

which was a year ago.

Then:

I had been arguing with Kihana about her drawings. And that aliens wouldn't have that type of anatomy, and have

very much the same as humans. Sexual I mean. She said that aliens were strange 'perverted tentacle demons with

laser beams attached to their beaks.' This just reminded me of my visit to Sea World, and seeing an octopus with

one of my lasers in it's face. In all my years I have never ever seen anything like that in the data banks of the

Irken empire. I even asked the Tallests Red and Purple about it, describing in great detail. The reaction I got from

them was a frantic scream and Purple pleading to the Irken Gods of: "Oh dear Gods, don't let it be true that things

as horrible as that exist!" And Red screaming in terror putting my information into the database, warning every

invader about this species, and to shoot and kill on contact.

Well, needless to say, Dib got into the argument, and to my dismay, agreed with everything I said, though he did

say: "Though I wouldn't actually know if an alien, say, an Irken, or Zim in this case, would have the exact same

Earthling sexual appendages." Afterwards, he shot me and look, which brought us into a fight. My argument with

Kihana ended abruptly and my fight with Dib ensued. After arguing the entire Biology class of all things, Dib stood

up as most of the students were vacating the premises of Ms. Sours' classroom, Ms. Sours must have been Ms.

Bitters' sister or cousin or something, and said;

"If you have one, it's highly unlikely, and even if you did, I'd feel sick knowing what you do with it at night." Dib

snickered at me. I just growled. We had managed to argue to the point of my being an alien, when Kihana and her

friends, Loki, and Icarus were listening contently.

"That would be none of your business Dib-human! What I do in my spare time at night is not that if you think so.

Believe me, I have no interest in the perverse ways of human or Irken masturbation." I heard the one called Loki

squeal much like GIR.

"Prove it!" My eyes went wide as I turned and stared at the blue and blonde haired women. My jaw dropped when

I looked at the other two still there.

"Shit!" I cursed in the human language of English first, then moved on to various curses in Irkish “Ichgans! Kijoli!

Ish nan goshier! Zim you fucking moron! And you Dib! You planned this all along didn't you!?" Dib looked just as

shocked that they were there as I was.

"Don't think we're stupid, Zim." Loki smiled and watched Ms. Sours glare at us, then leave to go to the staff room.

"Your all doomed!" Ms. Sours suddenly hissed, swiftly poking her head in, then leaving. God she reminded of Ms.

Bitters.

"You listening Zim? I said we're not stupid. Well I'm not, though I appear to be." Loki said quite calmly, taking a

bite of a pear, like me being an alien was perfectly normal.

"But... How...?" I said, but before Loki spoke, Dib smiled.

"Well, I've known since 5th grade. And if your thinking I told anyone since our truce after Skool last year, your

wrong. I’ve kept up my end of the bargin." I looked at Dib, and cursed my luck. If more people knew, I'd end up on

a dissection table somewhere in Texas or Roswell.

"Well, I wont tell anyone, Zim." Loki looked up at me and smiled, pointing to the door and poking Icarus. He

nodded and went to the door, and closed it, making a click, before walking back and sitting. Loki took another

bite, and continued as Kihana stared at her, Icarus doing the same.

"I should know when I see something from the paranormal, mystical, galactic, or magical plain. Because I'm a

chimera." She finished her pear, and threw it in the trash like a basketball player before continuing. "Besides, Tak

got me pretty damn aware alien's exist. I just didn't think they'd ever visit this sorry excuse for a planet. All we

have is depleting minerals, gems, oils, and metals. Besides," She stopped and looked at Dib, then back at me. "I've

been stalking you two for about a year now."

"You were stalking us!?" Dib shrieked. I snickered. I couldn't help it. "What are you laughing at alien boy?"

"I find it funny, while you were stalking me, taking down notes, and I took notes about you, she and Tak must have

been doing the same with us. I get it now."

"Smart one. Plus I found it strange that a little green dog kept comming outside screaming about odd things I

scream about. And the fact you have green skin, and no ears, nor nose or correctly shaped and poportional eyes. I

wont tell, neither will Iccie or Kihana. Right?" She looked at the two, they just nodded with their jaws dropped.

"Wait, your a chimera? What's that?" I asked, a bit curious. Loki's smile got wider. She peeled some of her skin

off to reveal a light blue tinge with black stripes on her arm.

"I'm part aquatic creature, part succubus, part imp, and part human." I looked at her in awe.

"How. . ?" She sighed and looked up at the ceiling, taping her finger nails against the table.

"Let's just say, I had a very interesting accident with a laser from my lab. My father works with yours, Dib.

Professor Kydo Sakimaro. I was chasing around Tak, trying to get her to tell me about herself. My intentions with

her were quite different then Dib's plans to kill or maim you, and to expose you. Back to my topic. All thanks to

Tak, she got into my father's lab and attacked me with my dad's experimental gene splicer, thinking it was a laser

blaster of doom. The data and cells I managed to collect from the different creatures I had found on my travels

got in the machine, and then the laser fired at me. Needless to say, Tak got away and left the planet a few days

later. Since then, I've been stuck like this." She stopped talking, and cursed, flinging her fist into the air, cursing

in some strange language before fixing her arm back up. If my eyes could go wider, my contacts would either fling

out and hit Dib in the forehead, or just fall out harmlessly.

"She's like you, Zim, scary." Loki's head came down and she glared at Dib.

"I am not an Irken damn it! I am a chimera! Proud of it too." She suddenly squealed and looked at me. "So, you

gonna prove it?" her head cocked to the side, she grinned in such a disturbingly cute way, it made me want to

crawl away and hide under a rock, yet worship the cuteness.

"No! My privates are to remain private damnit!" I covered my crotch with a text book and she frowned.

"Oh well, time to go for lunch! We're late as it is, Iccie, Kiki!" She jumped up and smiled, leaving the room with her

friends. Kihana stopped and looked back.

"I guess I believe you now. . ." then she was gone. I mumbled curses under my breath. Dib looked at me and began

to laugh like a homicidal manic.

"Your blushing! Your actually blushing! You let a 'girl' get to you! This is funny!" Dib pulled on his back pack and

smiled with glee. But then looked at me and frowned. He walked around me and stared at my back.

"What now stink-beast?" He looked up and poked my back. I jumped and whirled around and glared at him, raising

my fist, and shaking it at him. "Do not touch my person!"

"Ok ok, but I was wondering, where's your pak thingie?" I smiled, and thrust my fist up into the air, and my index

finger was pointing at the ceiling.

"I removed it!" Dib's eyes went wide and stared at me.

"Y-you'll die...and..." I snickered as he stammered.

"Dib-worm worrying about moi? I'm surprised. But, if you must know, it was pissing me off so I removed it, and

made a simple chip and stuck that into my arm. It's more efficient, yes, and not to mention I have no use of my

spider legs unless I wear the Pak, but I can get around easier. Plus I found out that the pak was attached to a

nerve in my back that made it so I couldn't do certain things." Dib cocked an eyebrow at my last statement. I

waved him off and smiled weakly.

"Wanna eat lunch with me? Dib-worm?" He laughed and nodded. I grabbed my back pack and left the classroom

with him. We walked to the little group that we were in. And then I heard a voice that made me jump and nearly fall

down the stairs.

"Zim! I'm so glad your in the High Skool too!" I shuddered and looked over my shoulder. Sweat trickled down my

neck and looked over at the group, realizing Loki, Icarus and Kihana were there. Never knew that. . .

"Wow Zim, you've changed these past few years! Your so cool! I wanna be just like you!" My eye twitched, and Dib

sensing this looked over at the orange haired boy. He laughed and sat down next to Icarus.

"Your on your own Zim." He said and took out his math homework and became doing a few problems.

"Curse you." I shook my fist at Dib, then turned to look at the twitching shorter boy before me. He was just

bubbling with joy.

"Hello Keef. And how are you?" I managed to keep my voice calm, but my fist was balled up so tight, I was ripping

the leather off my gloves at the knuckles.

"Oh I'm fine, and I see your fine! Everything's gonna be so much better now that I've found you and. . ."

"Enough! You pathetic filthy moronic human!" I reached into my pocket and pulled out a remote. I knew I'd see

Keef again in High Skool. It was inevitable. I pushed a button and then Keef turned, and ran off towards the

Geeks, screaming about salami.

"Good, that should keep him away for a about a year or two. . ." I ran my fingers through my hair, and sat down in

the circle. Everyone was staring at me.

"WHAT!?" They turned back to what they were doing and ate in silence, a few laughing, and a few still looking at

me strangly.

"Well, that's a way to deal with problems. Say, make me a remote too?" I looked over at Dib and smiled.

"Only if you don't use it against me." Dib nodded and handed me a piece of his cookie. I sniffed it and looked at if

all over to see if he had poisoned it. I shrugged and ate it.

"See? I wont hurt ya anymore."

"Oh joy, I am over thrown with happiness. No really I am." We both laughed and shared in a few jokes, and looking

at some of Loki, Iccie's and Kiki's art work.

Now:

I smiled, then promptly had another can chucked at me by GIR. This time It hit my forehead, causing an instant

dent to form on impact.

"GOSIKOLP NI ISH IRK!" GIR understood exactly what I was screaming about and fled to his room down stairs in

such a hurry, he fell twice before I heard his bedroom door slam shut. I rubbed at my temples and moaned. I had

such a headache. The phone decided to let me know it existed, by ringing annoyingly. I walked over and picked it

up, and listening quietly for who it was.

"Zim! Guess what?" I groaned. It was Ms. Sours. I could hear her disgusting old haggish voice seep in to the other

side of the phone and out of the reciever into my non-existant ear.

"What Ms. Sours?" I waited patiently.

"I am dreadfully unhappy to inform you. . ." My mouth twitched into a smile. If she was unhappy about something, it

ment it was good for me. "That you have gotten an A on your biology report. It wont matter in the end though, your

still doomed! I also need to speak to your parents. . ." My smile fell.

"Ms. Sours, I don't have parental units. They uh, died recently." Yeah, that's it. . . "I am of legal age to live alone.

The only thing close to a parent I have is Loki's mother, or Dib's father. Or my uncle Red and uncle Purple." I

couldn't believe I had just called my Tallests, my uncles. I got silence, and I almost thought she hung up on me, but

then she spoke up, in an unnerving, sickening voice, that somewhat sounded like a dying rat in the sewer gasping

for food before it's death.

"Well, I see. How may I contact your uncles?" I cursed myself in Irken. "Uh, they live in. . . Russia." More silence.

"At least they don't live in France or Chad. Well, since seeing I can never get a hold of Professor Membrane, or

Loki's parents either, your off the hook. Good bye doomed teenaged scum, and remember, YOUR DOOMED!" I

heard a click, and then the dead dial tone, signifying I was off the hook literally.

"Damned bitch. She and Ms. Bitters can rot in hell!" I sighed and moved upstairs towards my room. I took off my

night shirt and rummaged around my cabinet for my mesh shirt. I found my black muscle shirt instead and picked it

up. I looked around for the shirt everywhere and cursed loudly when I came up with nine pairs of slacks, four

shirts and not my mesh one. I turned and grabbed a pair of black torn baggy pants and a pair of gray socks, while

looking around my bed for a clean pair of underwear and smiled when I found my silk boxers. I picked them up

and rubbed them on my cheek. I love silk and polyester. I ducked into my bathroom that conjoined to my room. I

still needed to redo the door way here, but I'm a bit lazy.

"Now where is the repellent. . . Oh there it is." I reached under the sink and grabbed the small bottle of pills. I

took two, and popped them into my mouth, chewing and shuddering at the awful taste they had. I could have made

them taste better, but as I have previously stated, I am lazy. I'll do it next time. Drawing the bath for myself and

pulling off my night-time boxers and socks, I poked at my stomach.

Due to the past three years of Psychical education as the humans call it, though I find it quite the hell, it has

grately increased my psyichical endurance. It should be called Physical labor to the third power. But, the result

was that I had gotten into shape fairly quickly, and I could do a lot of things a hell of a lot easier. I learned that

my Sodkos are abdominal muscles. And all the other muscles I had that never had names now had names. Though I

was missing the last 2 abs that went downwards past my naval that a 'normal' human had. But since humens hardly

ever formed them, I was lucky.

I waited for a few minuets until the bath was filled, and shut the water off, slowly dipping my finger into the

water to see if my pills took effect yet. I yelped when I found they were, but damn, the water was as hot as a

furnace. I grumbled and heard a giggle from behind me. Whipping my head backwards, having my dread locks

smack into my eyes, I saw GIR giggling and pointing at me. I blew my hair from my eyes as I picked up a large bar

of cleansing chalk, ready to throw it at him.

"What the hell are you laughing at, you defective SIR unit!?"

"Master is naked and has a big sausage with meat balls!" Then GIR screamed and ran back to his room before I

could through the entire contents of my bathroom at him.

"Stupid robot!" I turned back to the tub and then, the door bell rang.

"Damn it! Why must fate delay me from my tasks and piss me off!" I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my

waist, not caring I was half nude and walked all the way down to the front door. I opened the door, glaring at who

ever dared to bother me. My eyes widened and I laughed softly, seeing Dib in an alien mask standing there trying

to scare me.

"Hey Dib-worm." I opened the door wider and stepped off to the side. "You may intrude and enter my domain of

doom." I turned and began my journey up the stairs.

"Hey, can I watch TV till your done, Zim? My sister has a few of her friends over and Loki's aunt is over talking

with my father, so I was told to leave in such a kind voice by my wonderful kind and caring sister." I waved him

off with a chuckle at his remark about his sister and walked up stairs, hearing the door slam. I went up stairs and

got into the bath, and instead of taking and nice long, relaxing soak, I cleaned my self quickly, and dressed in my

clothing I had picked out from before.

I ran down the stairs, nearly tripping over a package of ground beef, with GIR contently playing with his rubber

piggy and squealing about some absurd thing he'd seen on the horrible shows he watches on TV. I rolled my eyes at

his profound stupidity and continued to the kitchen.

"Your show should be done in a half hour I suspect?" I asked and looked over my shoulder at Dib who was

contently watching the big screen TV which pretty much took up the wall, with many little TVs around it. He was

drooling and the only reply I got from him was a hasty nod and a grunt.

"All right, I'll be down in my lab making some more repellent." Another grunt and I shrugged, reaching the spot

where the toilet used to be, which was now replaced with a revolving doorway. I got inside, and pressed the red

button with the Irken word for down. I smiled as I fell down the shoot and through the glass tube. I shuddered

remembering a few days ago. GIR had used this route and because of his iron ass, he cut through the glass and

broke it. Then, later when I went to use I nearly had the outer layer of my skin removed. I was pretty glad the

computer informed me about five seconds before I hit the jagged shards of death so I could take the fork in the

path which redirected me to the lab teleportation units. It ment I had to walk a whole four hall ways to get to the

Lab, but at least I still had my skin and life in tact. Not to mention my favorite t-shirt.

GIR was then, banned from using that way to get into the labs until I got around to switching the shoots with

unbreakable clear Titanium tubing. Which probably would take me at least a year to do. As I got into the lab, my

computer flicked on like it always does, but at the lower left corner of the screen, my mail from Irk, which was

cut off for the last four years, was up to twenty messages. I blinked and sat in my huge cushy wheelie chair that I

got from Office Staplers and Wheelie Chairs.

"Why in the universe are they contacting me now? This makes no sense what-so-ever!" I grumbled and switched on

the rest of the computer and went though my 'inbox' and through the letters. Most were from Tallest Purple, and

like three were from Tallest Red, two from Tak, and one from Loki which was a plain email.

I sighed, rubbing my temples. This wasn't helping my head ache. I had a lot of reading to do. Just at the moment

when I opened the first message, three more were added to my inbox. I groaned. This was going to be a long day.

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MMTPX: Oh the length of notes and warnings. . .
Saphire: *slaps MMTPX* Hush!
MMTPX: Plus this chapter is odd. . . not much plot. Like a story that ended
Saphire: Fine then I wont add more chapters. . .
MMTPX: I didn't say give up
Saphire: I continue. . .maybe

I apologize the story got slow at the end. but it'll pick up in chapter two. Loki Belongs to me, Kihana to

Okari/Kichan and Icarus belongs to Vela. Thank you.

You will not hear from them anymore unless I decide to write them in. Don't worry, It still is going to be a ZADR,

but I need a lot more time.

Note: I just thought dreads would look screamingly wonderful on Zim! And the repellent in now pills!

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