The Expression of the Stars

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The Expression of the Stars

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Today's episode brought to by:

Raymond Blanc

When you cook, it should be an act of love. To put a frozen bag in the microwave for your child is an act of hate.

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Dedication: Sakata

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Chapter 7:

Back home and out to dinner!

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I had decided to sit down at the computer in my room and do some homework. Besides, I had nothing better to do anyways. I spent the first hour and a half watching Dib sleep after I had tucked him in. After that I got a little bored and started up on my neglected art project.

I was to draw a chaotic scene with fears and mayhem in it, with something of peace, tranquility, and calmness in the center. The chaotic things I drew were from the horrible things I had witnessed in my old years as an invader. I shuddered and sighed, remembering. I drew Irk and earth, in the form of a yin and yang, the side with the earth had all the corrupt ways of Irk and the other side had the destruction ways of earth. And right in the center of it all, I drew a sleeping little boy, about the age of five, holding a small green alien plushie and a blue sucurity blanket with a plain happy face. He had a ruffle of black hair, and looked absolutely adorable. All I needed to do now was color the rest of the picture. I hadn't even realized the boy in the pictured resmebled Dib, and the center was supposed to call out to me, be apart of something in my heart. Or as so my teacher says.

I looked back at Dib and smiled. Eh... Couldn't hurt to poke at him could it? It has been about 2 hours. I stood and walked over, leaning and poking his nose, he stirred and mumbled something I couldn't understand. It was jibberish. If only humens knew that Jibberish is a langauge, and the Planet Jib house the Jibbers. Heh. Strange race that is. But not as strange as the humen race. Humens are so perplexing. Way more emotions then the race I was born into. More accepting of new people, yet less when it comes to the type they happen to be.

I found myself getting closer, so close infact, that my face brushed against his forehead. I couldn't help what I was about to do next, I just let it happen. He was asleep and would never know. And a part of me hoped I'd forget as well, while the other wanted to remeber the contact. If only brief. I leaned in and I kissed his forehead, then his nose and then to the final destination. His mouth. They were pale as a sign of rest and less blood flow, but still a lovely shade pink. I heard many things about humen lips and skin being as soft of 'rose' petals. I even tried kissing a rose petal before, just so I'd know how it felt. Felt nice, but nothing could compare to kissing a warm animate object with the possiblity of kissing you back.

A flower petal was a broken peice of beauty, but even when it's broken it's still lovely, yet no one wants it. I felt the same way, only I felt ugly. How could I look pleasing to the humen eye? I have no nose, no ears nor do I have the social skills to communicate with out getting someone to dislike me.

In my thoughts, which I found I was really deep into them, I forgot my own lips were still firmly placed against Dib's. The only thing that brought me out of it, was Dib, *responding* to me. I felt him stir beneath my arm I had placed on his chest, my eyes shot open, and I backed right up and fell over a sleeping GIR. A loud crash was followed as a glass from about a week ago fell to the floor with a loud shattering noise. This woke both the humen and my stupid robotic child awake.

"Huh... Zim? Where'd you go..." He looked over at me, and I could tell he saw the most disturbed and frightend look in my eyes because I saw it reflected back from his large eyes behind those thick rems of his. "Oh there you are. What's wrong?" I squeaked in response, not finding any words to discribe how I felt. I almost got caught kissing him, as he woke up for that matter. He continued to talk dispite my disoriention.

"I suppose that dream ment something, or my body was just going through a hormonal phase of..." He was lifting the covers to look under at his legs. Why..? hormaonal phase..? What did he mean. Then it hit me.

"You what?" I blinked hoping is wasn't 'that'.

"Oh nothing Zim. You know how normal teenage humen boys are." I laughed.

"You? Normal? You may be a teenager, and a humen, but you are certainly not normal." He glared at me, then shook his head with a laugh. Did I mention humens are a very perplexing speicies?

"Never mind, Zim. You'd definatly would not wanna know." I sat, and noticed GIR was pointing at something. He leaned in and whispered into my earless spot as my head raised to look at Dib, then my eyes went wide. I shook my head and snickered.

"What?"

"Go ahead GIR, say it." The little robot smiled and threw his hands into the air, and made a triangle.

"Master's fwend has a tent! Lookie at the nookie giver!" Ok, so GIR didn't say the last part to me. Dib looked down at his lap and then at GIR.

"I hate you sometimes GIR."

"I know! Sometimes I hate me too!" He stuck his toungue out and grinned.

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"YEAY! Can I go get tacos Master? Then, can I explode?" Zim got up and in answer to GIR's question, he moved real close to me, and... Opened his dresser drawer, throwing a wallet at him.

"Go right ahead. But explode away from the labratory. Preferably in the backyard." He looked back at me and smiled.

"Uh, Zim?"

"Hm..?"

"Why in the galatic hell am I doing in your bed?" I looked at him, cocking my brow. His face changed from soft to unreadable, then to one of a thoughtful manner.

"You hit your head on the kitchen table. Er, well it was my fault actually. I knida knocked you outa your seat, and so I put you up here. Far as I can tell, you've been asleep for a few hours." I shot up, my head spun and I nearly threw up.

"Oh, right. Well, I have to get home before my sister bitches at me. I figure I've got a whole fifteen minuets from being doomed." He chuckled and motioned for me come over to where he was moving to. He sat down, and his hand was busy doodling on a large peice of paper. I stood and glanced around the room. It was very neat and clean, but the content was full of vulgar things. On the walls were pictures of death and rock bands and many heavy metals bands. There were pictures of things I'm guessing were from his planet, and a whole bunch of drawings. They all were really good, and he apparently drew them.

"What do you think Dib?" He pointed to the paper infront of him. A picture with a yin an yang symbol was sprawled out with a small child in the center holding a plush toy of an alien.

"That's... Really good. Wish I could draw. The only thing I can draw are blueprints." He chuckled.

"When you have nothing to do for six months in a space ship, you learn to entertain yourself. Plus, seven years of doing nothing in your spare time helps." His smile faultered as I touched the alien side of the picture.

"These repersent your people I am guessing?" He nodded and explained to me what the picture ment. I nodded when he finished, and my cell phone went off. The ring tone was Beathoven's 'Ode to Joy'. (Note: I wont change that into some fake name cause I like him way to much!)

"Wha-" Zim blinked.

"Yeah? Oh, hey Gaz. No, I don't have the car. What? Dad's home for dinner? Right, I'll be their in a half hour." I pulled the phone away from my head as she screamed into the phone. "Bye" I hung up the phone and sighed. Yeah, dinner with my family, then a pummeling by my little sister afterwards.

"Dinner again?" I nodded and sighed, turning and leaving, he followed me to the door. "Must be tough listening to that nonsence your father goes on about. And your sister with the pizza..." I blinked, we kept walking through the house to the front door.

"How did-"

"Stalking stages remember?" I laughed. Something came to mind.

"Say, wanna come with us to dinner to night? Gaz is bringing Loki, and Dads gonna bring a girl he met from work." He looked at me for a long moment, then nodded. as we got otuside, and infront of what looked like a garage add on.

"Hold on then, since you stated you have an half hour to get there, we've wasted about five of that with idle chit chat. I'll get my car and drive us to your house." I smiled. Wait, he has a car..? Where the hell did he get a car from? I didn't know he had any money.. Or a liscence taboot. Through my thinking, I heard an engine rev behind me and when I turned I saw it. I was nice and looked expensive. But why was it purple? Sorta looked like his voot runner.

"Well, you gonna get in, or do you want to die when you see your sister again?" I blinked remembering Gaz's wrath if I was but a second late and ran to the car. Withen in second of strapping myself in, the car dissapeared, and I couldn't see my hands or Zim anywhere, and I could see the ground beneath me.

"Zim, what the-" I heard a chuckled.

"I reworked the cloaking from the Megadoomer and attached it to my Vootacar."

"Vootacar?"

"Yeah, a car and a Voot cruiser in one."

"You should be a mechanic."

"Thank you. Brace youself!" With that he laughed manicaly, and then we went at a most unbareble speed. Withen seconds we ended up at the forest behind my house. We decloaked and drove around to the front. My head was all spinny like. I was seeing stars and stumbling.

"My god, can, hardly *cough* breathe."

"Told ya to brace yourself, but did you listen to the Zim? No, because no body listens to the Zim." He got out and walked around to my side. I was busy fighting with the seat belts trying to free myself, but it wasn't working. I was freed when he reached over and poked a small button on the middle of the belt and they retracted back into the 'Vootacar'. We walked into the house, and Gaz nearly shit herself when she saw Zim walk into the room. She had the pleasure of going to a different skool apoun request for the last four years, and had never seen Zim since.

"Dib, who's the hottie ya brought home?" Loki looked up and nearly fell off her chair trying not to laugh. I scoffed.

"Dib, your sister is scaring me. I'm thinking It was a bad idea to accept your invintation to go to dinner with your family and- Ooff!" Gaz had glomped onto him, cutting off his air supply, and acting very un Gaz like.. "Ah! Get this filfthy female worm barer off me!" He flailed his arms in an attempt to shake her off but sadly, only ended up with Gaz getting a better grip.

"Gaz, that is Zim." Her hold immedietly was removed from Zim, and she dashed behind Loki, hissing. Well that's different.

"Well a nice hello to you too, sister of the Dib-dirt child." She looked at him.

"Hey!" He laugehd and my dad decided to show up at that moment, bursting through the front door, with a strange women hanging off his arm dressed in the same attire.

"Why hello son! Nice to see you're alive and well! Well, I see you've brought your little mexican friend with you-"

"Excuse me, Profesor. But I am not mexican." Zim snorted and caught himself after I glared at him.

"Then what are you, my lad?" Zim strained with a few words trying to come up with something that remotely resembled an Irken on Earth.

"I'm African-Amasian!" I snorted, and laughed. My father only looked at him and tilted his head, not fully understanding what the hell Zim had just said, but wouldn't fully admit it.

"It was a joke, proffessor. Half african-american, and asian."

"Oh." My dad sniffed the air.

"Well, ket's be off then. Our reservations are for a third of a half past hour of 9."

"9:10ish?" I said, looking at the weird lady who seemed highly interested in looking at Zim, and i could tell she wasn't entirely buying the story.

"Correct Son! Now let's be off!" He made a wild gesture that much resembled Hitler and his salute. I wonder if Adalf knew that his special saulte ment "I lost my purse" in sign langague.

A while later we ended up at the most expensive resturant in the city. Well, edge of it anyways. it over looked the wonderous ocean on a cliff, and since it was night time, the site was breathtaking.

You could see the stars clearly for a change and I stood on the railing waiting until we were alowed in. We had 17 minuets. Zim came and stood next to me, looking upwards. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw his expression. it was peaceful, yet edged with pain. Like a beautiful rose floating in side of a depth charge field.

"Zim..?" I placed a hand to his shoulder, and he snapped out of it and laughed, following my dad and the others into the resterant. I was sort of puzzled, but I didn't ask.

Ironicly, this was supposed to be a night for Dad and Gaz and me to have a family dinner together. Not bring our sugnifigant others along.

After we finally got inside, we were issued a funny looking peice of paper then ushered to our seats. We were stationed in a long round booth. Then, just like that, the waiter was gone. We sat there for some time waiting for someone to come by to ask for our drinks, and just as I about to say something, a bubbly blonde lady came by, and giggled as she saw how close I was sitting to Loki and Zim.

"May I take your order?"

"AH!" I was really suprised, and almost fell out of the booth.

"Easy there son! You don'ty want to crack open that massive cranium of yours, and loose those precious-"

"Brain meats" Zim finished for my dad. they all started to laugh and I sighed.

"Yeah, I'll have whatever that lady's having." I randomly pointed at some lady at the bar, drinking back a massive mug of beer, and chowing down on a massive 3 pound plate of chicken wings.

"Will that be bbq, hot and sweet, or honey garlic?"

"Hot and sweet."

"ID please.."

"Huh?" I looked up, confused.

"ID? What for?"

"It's ok, he's my son, and of age! Let the man drink on this fine day!" I blinked at my dad, then at the waitress. Wait a second, were they going to give me my choice of booze tonight? All cause my dad must be getting laid.

"Oh, ok, so, that's a 3 pounder chickie wing combo, with an extra large mug o beer?" I thought about it, then decided on something a little more tasty.

"How about we substitue that beer for Savvy special spirit?" She nodded and took the rest of the orders. Gaz got her usual extra cheesy type pizza with a coke, Dad and his new play mate chose the honey moon swooner special, prime rib, steamed veggies and red wine, and Zim choose a simple salad and french fries with a large glass of water.

"Will that be hard sparkling spring water, or carbinated soft valley dew water?"

"Just simple bottled water, no bubbles."

"I'm sorry sir, we only have these..."

"Fine, then I'll also have the Savvy special, aight?" She nodded, and skated away to punch in the orders.

The rest of the meal went off with out a hitch. Gaz and Lokie were talking about the usual. Video games, boys and scary creepy gothic things. Dad and his new women were practicaly having sex at the table with their faces, and ignoring their food. Zim was quiet though as was I.

He was poking at his salad with his fork, humming gently to himself. He seemed out of place, as if he shouldn't be there. I had already finished what I could eat from the 3 pound meal. Which was half of it. The drink I got, was actually a bottle, so I didn't bother opening it, same as Zim's.

"Hey, poking at the food's only going to agrivate it. It may try and eat you like the cafetria food did last monday cause of that stupid invention!" His eyes lifted to meet mine, full of amusement.

"And I wasn't the one who took said invention from my lab, played with it, and threatened the janitor for more information about the lazy eye balls!" We both had a wonderful sarcastic conversation, and Gaz and Loki excused them selves to wash up, and go to a movie with some boys I've probably never met, that'd probably end up kicking my ass sooner or later.

"True true!" Zim looked at my father's disgusting display of sexual mouth to mouth wrestling, then imidietly called a waitress over.

"I want this to go! And make it snappy! I'd rather get the hell out of here before they decide to start eating people." He barked at the waitress, startling her. She gave him a nasty glare, then skated off. The order came back, and I excused myself, telling my father I had homework and reserch to do, and he replied as best he could while having a tongue shoved into his mouth. Me and Zim ran off and walked home.

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I'm hungry now.. *runs off*