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Pedo or Xeno	By : Andyouthinkimcrazy Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Note: I am so sorry this took so long to come out. Life is crazy but I never did forget this story. I want to finish it. I hope there are people who are still interested in reading this little thing of mine.
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"Seven months." Purple complained moodily to his partner as they floated down the corridors of the Massive, "It's been seven months since we agreed to let him come here, Red."
"Eight." Red corrected his co-ruler, "We kind of put off picking him up, remember?"
"Whatever." the other male replied with a wave of his hand, "The point is we should have killed him already!"
The Red-eyed Tallest nodded in agreement, though his words didn't match his desires, "Yeah, well, do you want to end up like Miyuki or Spork?" there was a pause in which Red waited for his partner to shake his head negatively, "And after what he did to that Control Brain I think it's best we just hurry up and get him back to as far away as possible on his 'mission'."
The following air quotes were knocked away with a wave of Purple's claw, "Then why is he here when we want him there?" he whined again only to be shoved by an annoyed Red: sometimes Purple just got on his nerves with how he acted.
"I wasn't the one who agreed to it." Red reminded, drawing to a stop to avoid Purple's retaliation in the form of a swipe of his claws.
"You're not going to let that go, are you?" Purple resumed his trip down the hall, turning a corner and momentarily leaving Red's sight. The remaining Tallest made a mocking face at his partner's back before following after him, "He wouldn't stop talk-"
"Yeah, yeah; you said that last time." Red threw up his arms in exasperation as he drew up next to his partner once again, "Whatever, we're already back in the Earth solar system; we just have to order Zim not to kill it and dump them back on the planet! Problem solved. And we can go back to the safety and security of knowing that the Massive isn't going to suddenly explode because stupid Zim was being all... Zim...y."
Purple sighed as they continued to float down the hallway, "You're right." He finally relented, "I think we're going to need a serious vacation after this." Red could only nod his head in agreement.
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A collective sigh of relief filled the medical bay of the massive when the tired eyes of the defect known as Zim finally fell shut. It had been seven months; seven months spent listening to him rant and rave and scream and mutter death threats. For seven months they were walking on eggshells out of fear that Zim might kill them-as they learned was a real possibility after an unfortunate incident in which Zim had been forcibly pushed down on the examination table and had reacted by skewering the one responsible-if they didn't tread very carefully. For seven months they worked with the irate Irken and the smeet he hated; first trying to destroy it and then-failing that-trying to alter it.
It was finally, finally over! Seven months and they could go back to the safety of healing injured soldiers or curing the occasional Tallest tummy ache. They congratulated each other and laughed and chatted excitedly whilst ignoring the tiny, messy Irken just sitting on a counter and starring at them yet not really understanding a thing. They were still chatting amongst themselves as a robotic arm descended from the ceiling and zapped the smeet in the back, installing its Pak.
Awareness jumped into the little Irken's mind, knowledge flowed along with orders preloaded into every Pak. Jumping up the little Irken saluted just in time for the doors to fly open revealing The Tallest. Promptly the conversation in the room ceased to exist save for a chorus of "My Tallest!" from all present.
The pair of leaders floated forward, Red took the lead with Purple clinging to his back. One arm was wrapped around Red's neck but the other was shielding his eyes, "Is it ugly? Is it hideously mutated?" Purple asked when Red drew to a stop, he sounded distressed and curious all at once, "It's a freak isn't it!?"
Annoyed with his co-leader's antics, Red elbowed Purple which forced the clingy Tallest to let go, "Of course it's a freak." Red hissed in exasperation, "It isn't what you're thinking, though; it just looks like a smeet."
Purple finally relented and opened his eyes; the naked smeet, who was still holding a salute, looked completely Irken. If he hadn't known better he would have believed it weren't alien at all, "Do you think it'll be able to do its mission?"
They both watched the little smeet who looked up at them with loyalty and determination clear in its eyes. Red shrugged, "If it doesn't we'll just try something else."
Cautiously a doctor cleared her throat to draw their attention and when she had it she began her report, "We've achieved what you requested, My Tallests! We removed as many hyumon traits from it as possible with enormous success."
Purple nodded and floated closer to the smeet it was still naked and covered in disgusting fluids that made him feel queasy. The smeet did not break its salute as it squeaked acknowledgement, "Greetings, My Tallest!"
"What's your name, smeet?" Red asked as he joined his partner in staring the smeet down, observing it closely to determine if it really would be up to the task programmed its Pak.
"I am Imi, sir!" it had no further rank to divulge but it stayed rigidly devoted like any Irken subject should. Red decided it was already better at everything than Zim. His gaze flicked to the slumbering exile as if expecting Zim to suddenly jump up and exclaim that he was amazing but he remained silently unconscious for the moment.
"Irken Imi." Purple muttered in distaste, but he too felt that this smeet had better manners than its genetic link. It spoke when it was spoken to and stood at attention without getting distracted. He had high hopes that it would do very well in its mission. "What do you think, Red?"
Red circled around the smeet, looking it up and down; it looked almost completely Irken though he could discern minor differences. He came to a stop in front of the smeet again, who was still standing at attention. Perhaps it was even more disciplined than some of their own troops who couldn't be bothered to continue to salute unless threatened with bodily harm.
"For a filthy disgusting hyumon thing it's not completely horrible." Purple nodded his agreement and turned towards the door. The two leaders left little Imi who remained saluting until they were completely out of its sight.
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