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Post by NGD on Jan 26, 2010 1:24:37 GMT -5
;D Well lemme give you a little BG info here before you read this incomplete thing. Thanks to I made the comic Little Zim, *blah blah blah* but in the comments of this image a good friend CML Told me about her idea: "What if Zim had just awoke and found out that half of his life was a lie? Actually a lie? A mere dream/nightmare. He had actually fallen into a coma and dreamt the entirety of getting his earth mission and other such things (depending on how far back you wanted this coma to go). He finds how much he truly misses what he had in his dreams - even Dib, and finds himself becoming more and more depressed and has to live with reality. He finds Gir is only a completely fried robot he disposed of a few minutes before going into the coma, and completely dead. Then he gets Dib's voice in his head (although the Dib he knew was sorta just a figment of his imagination in a way, who he only came up with because before he got into the coma he was channel-flipping and ran into a television channel picked up from Earth where Dib was on the news) who trys to guide him and eventually leaves Zim when Zim finally manages to put a successful life together. And in the end, it'd be sweet and cute if Dib somehow found a way to contact the Irkens and got Zim, who he never met, but Zim is oober happy and everything and is all "DIB!!!!"" Well I thought that was just ADORABLE So i convinced my friend Stormy to help me RP out a story line similar to that one. Thus we have Comatose, but she ditched me and refuses to do anything Zim related (because she really doesn't like it.) So I had HettyBobCat to Beta the 2 and a part chapters that I have of this story and i am hoping someone can help me complete it ^^ If you are interested i will tell you story overview to show what will happen and how it ends ^^ (and because this message was so long I will start the fic fresh in a reply to it kthxbai.)
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Post by NGD on Jan 26, 2010 1:26:21 GMT -5
Chapter 1
Zim awoke with a start; looking around, he instantly began to panic. All he could see was white. White walls, white floor, white, white, white! Even the bed he was laying on was white. This wasn't his base. This wasn't anyplace he could name. Where was Gir? Had Dib finally captured him?! Panicking, he jumped out of the bed and collapsed onto the floor, held up only a little by cords and tubes that were attached to his body.
"W-where am I?" He choked out. His throat hurt terribly and his muscles were sore, as if he hadn't spoken or moved in years.
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A loud beeping noise filled the room, like an alarm -- and it must have been, because immediately, several people filed in, all wearing- you guess it- white, and all staring at him as if he...well, had green skin. In a panic, Zim checked himself. He was wearing a thin gown-like piece of clothing. The people were all talking at once- things like "I don't believe it! How can he be awake?" and "I told you, as long as there was brain activity..." Zim did not care for their words, though.
Voice rising above the others, Zim wheezed out, "Where is Zim?!" He regretted it as his throat scratched even worse than before. Bracing himself against the bed, he dragged himself back up into it, sitting and breathing hard. When he had jumped out, a tube had torn out from his mouth. He found that now breathing was a lot harder than when he first woke up, and the tube was in place. The people looked at each other, frowning, sharing the same look- should we tell him?
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Zim's breathing was regulated a bit as a nurse who wasn't caught up in the surge of concerned looks reattached the tube to his throat.
"W-where is Zim?" He gasped again, trying to get an answer from one of the doctors. Glancing over, it looked like the doctors were playing some sort of paper-rock-scissors until finally one seemed to have lost the game. The losing doctor sighed and turned to Zim.
"You're in the hospital," the doctor answered blankly.
"Wh-what?" Zim looked horrified. Why was he in an Earth hospital? It was obviously Earth; after all, Humans weren't anywhere else in the universe.
"Yes. It was a very unfortunate accident for any tourist, especially an Irken one." The doctor bowed his head and Zim's eyes flew open as he grabbed at his head and eyes, finding no wig and no contacts. He was exposed.
"No... NO! I couldn't have been caught! I'm Zim... I AM ZIM!" Zim was panicking and several nurses rushed to his side as he began to hyperventilate.
"I'm sorry sir, but you were in a crash," the doctor continued, head bowed. "I know this must be hard for you." He looked up at Zim who looked like a deer in headlights, still breathing way too much. "But you've been in a coma. It's been over six years by now, and we were worried you'd never wake up..."
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"No... LIAR! YOU'RE LYING!" Zim thrashed more wildly than before. That must be it! He was captured! They gave Zim drugs, to experiment on him, and now that he woke up from their drug, they were lying to him! To get him to cooperate for more experiments, he would bet his life on it. After all, one couldn't trust a filthy, stinking, lying human. "Zim was in no coma! LIARS!"
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"He's hysterical."
"He shouldn't be active right now."
"He might hurt himself more."
"How should we calm him down?"
"Tranquilizers?"
"Won't us attacking him with tranquilizers harm his mental health more?"
"Do you have any other ideas?" Zim's eyes had gotten wider and wider with every line the group of doctors spoke. They were going to kill him. He was sure of it.
"What about Membrane?"
"Oh great idea! Too bad Membrane is dining with the Tallest this week!"
"W-what did you do to my Tallest?" Zim gasped in even more horror now.
"What about his son?"
"You mean Dib?" Zim's eyes widened at the so remembered name. His arch enemy. They were going to send him to Dib!?
"No. NO!! NOOOO!" Zim began thrashing about giving the few nurses who were trying to hold him down a run for their money. "NOT DIB! NOT DIB! I WON'T LET YOU KILL ME YOU FILTHY HUMANS!?"
"He's delusional!" One of the nurses squeaked practically sitting on Zim to keep him down.
"I've never seen an Irken act like this before." The doctor who had delivered the news in the first place said, confused.
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"WILL SOMEONE JUST TRANQUILIZE HIM?!" one of the doctors shouted, pulling a syringe from his labcoat. "Gods above, you're all idiots!" He stalked over to Zim and grabbed one of his fragile green arms; though he tried to resist, it was no use. The doctor slid the needle into Zim's arm and emptied the tranquilizers into his system.
Immediately, everything went fuzzy. "No...you...disgusting...pigs..." he muttered as everything started to fade to gray, then black, and he closed his eyes. He was still aware of everything going on around him, but he found that he couldn't care less.
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"You're serious!?"
"Yes humble Tallest." A doctor nodded towards the video screen which held the two Tallests and Professor Membrane himself.
"No way, Duuude that's awesome! Right Red?" The purple Tallest turned to the red one.
"Schyah, Pur, that's like, the best news we've had since you know that dude." Red said back to Purple pointing at Membrane, who of course cleared his throat bringing attention to himself.
"So what was the problem?" He asked the doctor seriously, ignoring the giddy Tallest next to him.
"Well," the doctor sighed. "Greg here." He pointed at the doctor who had tranquilized Zim. "Tranquilized him."
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"Dude. Not cool," Red muttered. The doctor resisted the urge to face-palm. Irkens. The hippies of the universe. It was like getting teeth pulled every time he reported Zim's health to them each week. Between their snickering over the words 'anal pills' and their obsession to make sure their 'little man' was okay, it drove the doctor nuts.
"He was hyperventilating. He could have died if we couldn't calm him down," Greg called from the hospital bed. He was hooking wires back up to Zim, making sure everything was working and secure. Even if Zim was annoying from the moment he woke up, they had all worked hard to keep him alive. Like hell they were going to let him die on them now.
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"Well, if it was for his safety," Membrane nodded then turned towards the Tallest. "Maybe you can calm him down."
"Duude!" Purple Jumped out of his seat, a wide grin spread across his face. "That's a super idea! Right Red?"
"Yeah man, we could like get his whole family together!"
"Dude! A big ole Family reunion!"
"Schya man." Membrane face-palmed, slowly losing brain cells by being surrounded by the Irken hippies. The tallest were, of course, always the most 'enlightened' of the Irken race.
"Yes, yes, gather his family and we'll head down to Earth for a great family reunion. maybe seeing his family can calm him down."
"Schweet!" Red and Purple shouted together and high-fived.
Membrane sighed rubbing his temples. This was going to be a stressful event.
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"Is he alright, Daddy?"
"I don't know. Poke him with a stick."
Poke. Poke.
"Ugghhh..." Zim squirmed against the restraints around his wrists as he opened his eyes to see who was poking him. He stared at the two Irkens around his bed for about two seconds before he starting shouting to the heavens again. "AHHH! AHHH!" So this was how they planned on killing him?! Using his worst enemies against him!
"Calm down, Zim!" Sizz-Lorr demanded, reaching down and placing a hand on Zim's arm.
"Daddy, why is he afraid of us?" Tak asked, glancing up at Sizz-Lorr with big, questioning eyes.
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"I don't know sweetheart. Zim Calm DOWN!"
But Zim didn't calm down! In fact, he screamed louder. "I WONT LET YOU KILL ME YOU WRETCHED FIENDS! LET ME GO!" Zim was about to start hyperventilating again when he felt something wet slide down his face. He froze instantly, eyes wide he put his hand to his face and wiped off some of the liquid. It was coming from his eyes!
"Zim..?" Sizz-lorr looked concerned at him. "Are you okay?"
"W-why..."
"Why what?" Sizz-lorr asked, Tak hiding half way behind him too afraid to look at Zim, but to worried to look away.
"Why are my eyes bleeding clear?"
"Zim, your eyes aren't-"
"WHY ARE MY EYES BLEEDING CLEAR!?" Zim shouted jumping to his feet on top of the hospital bed. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!" he screeched and began ripping out the cords and tubes attached to him in panic.
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"It's because you're having a panic attack." The door opened and Greg stepped in, holding Zim's chart, followed by Mr. Diwicky.
"Dr. Gregorvich!" Sizz-Lorr got to his feet, shaking the room a bit. "How is Zimmy? Is he alright? WILL HE LIVE?!"
Greg sighed and resisted the urge to face-palm. "Your 'Zimmy' will be fine, if he calms down that is..."
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"Well how do we calm him down!?" Sizz-Lorr shouted fear for Zim etched across his face. However, Zim saw it more as an evil look.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Zim shouted at Sizz-Lorr throwing some detached wires at him. "YOU TOO!" He hissed, jabbing a finger at Tak. "YOU CAN'T KEEP ME BANISHED ON FOODCOURTIA AND YOU CAN'T STEAL MY MISSION!"
"And what mission is that Zim?" Dwicky asked calmly stepping out from behind Greg and in front of Sizz-Lorr and Tak.
"It might be best if you two leave the room." Greg whispered to Sizz-Lorr, and nodding, the two Irk left the room.
"Dwicky!" Zim yelped taking a step back. "You're not still in league with Dib are you?"
"I honestly can say I have no idea who you're talking about." Dwicky nodded, a worried frown across his face. "So what is this mission you're talking about Zim?"
"I can't tell you!" He growled but sat back down on the bed. "It's top secret."
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"But Zim..." Dwicky sighed. Of course Zim wouldn't remember him. After all, he and Sizz-Lorr had just started dating before the incident. Dwicky stepped closer and sat at the foot of Zim's bed. "There's no harm in telling me. After all, I'm no threat."
Zim considered it. And considered it. And considered it. "Well, I suppose you're nothing more than a stupid earth stink. I guess Zim can tell you." And from here, Zim explained his mission from the Irken Empire, and Dwicky's look of concern grew with each word.
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"So yeah that's basically all of it." Zim smirked and reclined cheerfully. "Oh and don't try to report me to the Earth authorities. I don't wanna have to destroy you."
Dwicky leaned back a little from Zim. 'He really has no idea what's going on in reality does he?' Dwicky thought to himself then shook his head. "Say Zim, what would you say if I could get you out of this hospital?"
Zim's eyes widened then narrowed at Dwicky. "I'd say, what's the catch?"
"No catch, except, well..."
"Well what?" Zim glared.
"You have to put your mission on hold for a while okay. I'm not saying you have to stop." Dwicky confirmed stopping Zim from interrupting him. "But just hold off on it for a while."
Zim pondered then glared angrily at Dwicky. "Fine. Zim, will pause his mission in exchange for his freedom from this horrible place."
"Great!" Dwicky cheered hopping up from the bed and running to the door. "Now just wait here and I'll be right back okay." And without a moment’s hesitation, Dwicky was out of the room.
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What felt to Zim like days later, and in fact it almost was, Dwicky finally returned to the room. He had in his possession, though, a small object that, upon seeing it, had Zim tackling Dwicky to the floor, ripping out the last of the cords still attached to himself.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY PAK!?"
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Pak? "Uh, yes..." Dwicky made up a quick lie. "This is your Pak! I retrieved it for you. You have to keep it on or you'll die, you see." Ironically enough, Dwicky hit the nail on the head with that lie.
"WELL OF COURSE, YOU IDIOT!" Zim snatched the Pak. No wonder he couldn't remember anything! They took away his Pak! Now... Zim held the ' pak' over his back. Wires shot out and connected with the flesh, and Dwicky squirmed uncomfortably.
I could tell him that his ' pak' contains all the equipment need to keep him alive, Dwicky thought, staring as the travel sized machinery for Zim connected with the Irken. But if this works...
This was much better. Zim felt like a real Irken again with his Pak on. Straightening up, Zim kicked at Dwicky's shoe. "Take Zim to his clothing at once! Then take him from this HORRIBLE place!"
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"Uh sure okay." Dwicky nodded and swiftly led Zim out of the room and down the hall. He honestly had no idea where Zim's clothes were, and doubted that they would fit him even if they fond them seeing as it had been so long since he needed to wear normal clothes. "Actually Zim," Dwicky confessed. "I have no idea where your clothes are, So why don't we just go to the store and get you some new ones?" He asked hopefully.
Zim glared at Dwicky sticking his tongue out. "ICK! you want ME to wear filthy HYUUUMAN clothes? DISGUSTING!"
Dwicky thought for a moment what he could do to change Zim's mind, then it hit him like the bus that had Hit Zim all those years ago. "But dressing in human clothes would make you appear more normal, wouldn't that help you?"
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"Very well. Take Zim to your disgusting human store and buy him human clothes with your disgusting human money!" Zim crossed his arms and waited for Dwicky to obey like a good little human slave. Dwicky sighed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
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Post by hettybobcat on Jan 26, 2010 7:33:17 GMT -5
Oh yeah! I totally forgot about this story until I started reading it again. It all came rushing back!
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Post by NGD on Jan 26, 2010 18:32:47 GMT -5
Oh yeah! I totally forgot about this story until I started reading it again. It all came rushing back! XD yeah, it's been a while huh?
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Post by t3naciously on Jan 26, 2010 20:38:04 GMT -5
ooooh, very intriguing! Can't wait for the ending ♥ ♥ ♥
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Post by hettybobcat on Jan 26, 2010 23:36:15 GMT -5
Yeah.
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Post by NGD on Jan 29, 2010 23:32:15 GMT -5
ooooh, very intriguing! Can't wait for the ending ♥ ♥ ♥ XD aww thank you, for that I'll put up the next part ^^
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Post by NGD on Jan 29, 2010 23:33:49 GMT -5
Chapter 2
"Are you sure this is what normal humans wear?!" Zim asked, examining a dress on a hanger. Dwicky face-palmed.
"No Zim, you're in the lingerie section." Grabbing Zim by his tiny arm, Dwicky dragged Zim over to the clothes for smaller boys.
Zim looked confused at the obvious differences between these new clothes and the ones he'd been looking at early. "Are you SURE that THESE are the normal clothes and not the other ones?"
"Yes Zim, I'm sure." Dwicky sighed and rubbed his temples. "Those clothes were for females in heat."
Zim froze for a moment letting this information penetrate his brain. "EYYYYYYAH!!" He jumped back from the clothing racks and landed in Dwicky's arms screaming and trying to wipe his hands off on Dwicky's shirt. "GET THE NASTY OFF, GET THE NASTY OFF!"
If he wasn't holding Zim, Dwicky would have face-palmed again. "Zim, you're attracting human attention," he said quickly, putting emphasis on 'human'. Realizing that he was in a human's grip, Zim squirmed uncomfortably and reached up automatically to adjust his wig (which wasn't there) as he slid from the man's arm.
"Zim was just screaming in human joy of finding the perfect pair of trousers," Zim spoke in a fake cheery tone, addressing all the customers that were staring at them. The customers looked at each other before shrugging, being used to odd Irken outbursts like this in stores by now.
Dwicky sighed, relieved. "Well that's one mess out of the way. Now come on Zim." he grabbed a small pair of black pants and a little red T-Shirt and tossed them to Zim. "There, try that on."
Zim nodded slowly and started to take off his clothes before Dwicky yelped, "NOT HERE!" Zim stared at the human in confusion. Jeez, they never said what they meant, did they?
"Then where will Zim go to 'try these on'?" he asked Dwicky, looking at him as if he were stupid. Dwicky sighed, face-palmed, and pointed over to the dressing rooms. "In one of those, Zim. You can't just take your clothes off in the middle of a store."
Zim rolled his eyes and stormed over to the dressing room mumbling about the stupid humans. However his mumblings quickly changed as he entered the dressing room. "GAH!"
"Zim?" Dwicky asked running up to the door. A loud fwump was heard and Dwicky pushed the door open a little. "Zim? Are you- GAH!" A purse was thrown straight at his head knocking him backwards.
"GET OUT! THIS IS THE WOMENS DRESSING ROOM YOU PERVS!"
“WOMEN! IN HEAT! AHHH!” Zim ran out of the dressing room, a blood-red bra around his head, covering his eyes and blinding him. He kept running, and fell into a mannequin, bra and clothes flying everywhere.
Dwicky rubbed his forehead and closed the door, blushing darkly. “Z-Zim? You alright?”
A pained moaned escaped the clothes heap and Dwicky saw some of the clothes start moving. He sighed and walked swiftly over to Zim digging him up out of the heap. “Come on, Zim. I'll get you dressed up okay.” Dwicky shook his head as Zim held on to him for dear life. The poor Irken was barely older then a smeet and was a total accident-prone klutz.
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Eventually Dwicky had gotten Zim dressed, and ripping off the tags, he carried Zim, who had fallen asleep after all the stress, over to the counter to flash a card showing his and Zim's ID so that he wouldn't have to pay for the clothes. The cashier and several of the pedestrians around them began spazzing out at the realization of who was in their midst and all begged Dwicky if they could hold Zim. However, seeing the state Zim had been in since he woke up, he figured that would be the worst idea yet.
What if Zim woke up while someone was holding him? He would completely freak out, have another panic attack -- heck, he might even end up in the hospital again from hyperventilation. Eventually Zim would have to face his sudden burst of publicity, but now wasn’t the best time. Dwicky had the Zim Channel to blame for that. Since his accident, the Tallest ordered a channel be set up on the Irken television stations for 24 hour surveillance of Zim’s condition.
Half the planet of Irk already knew he awoke before the news channel even covered it.
And of course, the Tallest knew. But they were too…eh…Enlightened at the moment to realize until the doctors contacted them.
Enlightened. It was a new fad of the Irkens since they started to tour Earth 10 years ago.
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“Sorry good viewers.” Dwicky smiled nervously. “But, uh, we're late for a very important meeting and, yeah, so, we have to go now.” He grinned and dashed from the store as fast as possible.
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“Well son, I'm very proud of you.” Membrane smiled at Dib patting his son on the back. “I'm surprised how fast you made that miniature life support device for the little Irken child.”
Dib sighed and rolled his eyes his frown was covered and hidden from Membrane by his high collared lab coat. Ever since they had taken the advice from the councilors so many years ago to step in to each others’ shoes, they had discovered they preferred the style of the other, so they had pretty much switched uniforms entirely.
“It was nothing Dad.” He nodded left the room.
“That Irken isn't a 'child' anyway.” Dib grumbled to himself. “He was full grown already, despite his lesser height.” Dib was always known for noticing things and he hated how his father messed up even the smallest amount of information. “Like I care anyway.” Dib rolled his eyes as he reached the front door of the lab and left the building. “I don't really see why everyone was so hyped up about this anyway.”
Dib continued his rant as he aimlessly walked down the street and around the block. He had no destination, but every once in a while he liked to take a walk as far away from the labs as possible. It kept him from going crazy. As he slowed his rant and finally stopped talking to himself loud enough to attract attention, he managed to forget to watch where he was going and suddenly found himself crashing in to a moving target and smashing in to the sidewalk.
“GAH!” the sound escaped Dib's mouth and the mouth of the on he had smashed into.
“Oh curses.” the victim muttered as Dib looked up to see an average height man with black hair and a goatee holding a small Irken in his arms. From what Dib could guess from the situation, the Irken had probably been asleep before the collision, but he definitely wasn't now. The young scientist sighed and stood up quickly dusting himself off then he offered his hand to the fallen human.
“Sorry about that, I should have been watching what I was doing.” Dib spoke as his victim took his hand and he pulled the man up. “Are you two okay?”
“Oh yes, I think we're alright, I wasn't really paying attention either.” Dwicky, for it was Dwicky, smiled holding Zim close, which wasn't really necessary as Zim, upon seeing Dib, had let his eyes grow wide and had huddled as close to Dwicky as possible.
“Well okay then.” Dib nodded a little unsure about talking with random people on the street. The three stood in silence for a minute or two before Dib finally spoke again. “Yeah okay, I gotta go now.” He grinned a little then turned around and began to walk away.
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“…” Zim stared after Dib. The big headed boy didn’t say a word to him. What, was he too good to taunt Zim now? Zim was too good for Dib! “HEY! HEY, YOU- YOU- YOU- THINGY!” At the moment, Zim was a little too tired to come up with a real insult. So that would do. In any case, it certainly made Dib turn around.
“Excuse me-?” Dib stopped, frowning. This Irken looked familiar, especially that thing on its back—hey, wait a minute. His life support was made for this jerk of an alien? Jeez, what a waste! “What do you want?” He was kind of busy. Doing nothing, anyway. He went for a walk to get away from the craziness of work, not bump into it on the street.
“Yeah, you! You think you’re too good to talk to me now or something?!” Zim turned his head away and stuck out his pointy, striped tongue. “Well Zim wanted the Earth stink-boy to know that ZIM is WAY too good for YOU!”
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Dib paused looking at Zim and Dwicky confused. “What's that supposed to mean?”
Dwicky shrugged but Zim, in anger, wriggled free from Dwicky's grasp and charged the few feet towards Dib. “Who needs you!?” Zim shouted kicking Dib in the shin glaring at him. “Not me! Zim is too good for the Dib thing YOU HEAR ME SCUM?!”
“Zim what are you doing?” Dwicky shouted sweeping the Irken away before Dib could plant a swift kick in the Irkens side.
“ZIM WILL NOT BE IGNORED!” Zim shouted at Dib completely ignoring Dwicky.
Dib glared at the freak of an alien then, figuring he didn't want to give the Irken what he wanted turned around and swept himself off before walking away.
“Hey! HEY! GET BACK HERE! I AM ZIM! GET BACK HERE HUMAN! DON'T IGNOR ME! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU TRYING TO DEFEND THE EARTH!? DIB! DIIB!! DIIIIIIB!!!”
Dib didn't turn around, he didn't rush back to the alien in the man's arms, he didn't pound the crap out of said alien. He just walked away silently. “What a freak.” He said to himself, having no clue what the Irken had wanted or why he had behaved like that. He guessed the stupid alien was probably just insane. “Great, my tech saved an insane alien. Isn't that brilliant.” And with this sentiment Dib returned back to the horrors of scientist life.
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