Invader Zim 》Not Just a Defect 《

Ch.31

Lard Nar turned around and jumped back in fright, seeing the look on Gaz’s face. The girl was glaring at the Vortian, clearly knowing something was up. 

“Tell me the truth. Were you lying? And don’t lie to me because I’ll know if you’re lying” said Gaz darkly. 

Lard Nar gulped and timidly answered. 

“But...if you knew I was lying, why ask me if I was and then threatened me by saying you know that I would be lying to you about that?” aked Lard Nar. 

“Listen to me good you filthy Vortian. If you’re planning something, you’re DEAD, you hear?” threatened Gaz, her eyes glaring into the Vortian’s soul. 

Lard Nar gulped nodded frantically, stepping back and shrinking down in fright. 

“Good. Now leave me alone. I’m exhausted and I want to go to sleep” said Gaz, turning around and hopping onto the bottom bunk. 

The girl covered herself with the blanket provided and layed down, her back facing the Vortian as he stood there.

Lard Nar timidly walked closer to the bed, climbing up the ladder and sitting on the top bunk. 

So, Irken PAKs can be infected with a virus? 

That would make sense, considering they rely heavily on technology to continue on their everyday tasks. 

Heck! 

Some of the Irken tech was designed by VORTIANS! 

Lard Nar then started thinking. 

If he could get ahold of the Resistance, he might be able to relay the information he had just retrieved only minutes ago. 

He could become the leader of the Resistance again! 

The same Resistance HE created. 

HE should be in charge of it, not that stupid robotic floating brain head thing! 

The Vortian thought. 

He leaned over the edge of the top bunk and looked down at the human girl on the bottom bunk. 

She was breathing softly, but wasn’t completely asleep.

Lard Nar leaned back and sat on the bed. 

He looked up and smiled when he saw that there was a panel above him. 

He took out a small knife he kept hidden in a pocket on his leg and used it to pry the panel open. 

The square panel popped out of its place in the ceiling, revealing a framework of fires and computerized chips that help fuel and power the Massive. 

He can work with this. 

Now all he had to do was find some sort of device to reconfigure in order to make a homemade telecom device, like he did with the holopad. 

With Dib 

The human boy was angry. 

He was pissed. 

He was livid. 

But overall, he was furious. 

Growling in anger, the black haired boy clutched the sides of his desk and screamed in anger, at the top of his lungs. 

His sudden scream of anger caused all of the students in the class to jump in shock and fright, startled by the scream. 

“DIB! Why did you just scream!?” hissed Ms.Bitters, somewhat concerned as to why Dib had sudden;y screamed. 

Din was fuming in anger. 

“I’m fine Ms.Bitters. Just that I’m angry at the moment. May I be excused for the rest of the day?” asked Dib sweetly, his teeth clenched in anger and glaring at the teacher. 

Ms.Bitter was a bit caught off guard by this, but nonetheless grabbed the phone and made a call to the principal's office. 

After speaking to the principle in a hushed whisper so none of the other students would hear, she hung up and nodded. 

“You may leave. The principle is allowing you permissions to head home. I think it is best you stay home for a week so your anger can cool down” said Ms.Bitters, looking over at Dib. 

“Thank you” said Dib, standing up and walking out the door. 

After grabbing his stuff from his locker, Dib stormed out of the school and started walking home in a fast pace. 

He was sure Ms.Bitters would just yell at him to ‘shut up’ or ‘be quiet’, but he had been a little surprised when she granted Dib his wish to leave class early. 

Once Dib had made it back home, he closed the front door and saw that Gir and Minimoose were on the sofa, watching TV. 

Gir, in his dob disguise, turned and saw Dib coming in. 

“HELLOOOO MARY!” said Gir loudly, smiling and waving. 

Dib grunted in response and stomped his way up the stairs. 

He threw his backpack on the floor and laid face first on his bed, huffing in anger. 

First, Zim and Lard Nar had left Earth so they could head to Irk so the Vortian could get the proper protection, then Gaz had to take HIS ship so she could follow after Zim and Lard Nar, AND NOW Dib was stuck home alone with a malfunctioning SIR unit and a purple space moose. 

He then thought. 

Zim said they were leaving in a drop ship. 

That means the Irken had left his Voot Cruiser back at his base! 

Excited, Dib quickly got up and was about to dash out the door when he suddenly remembered. 

Zim’s base was in complete and total lockdown. 

Nothing comes in, nothing comes out. 

“Dang it! I need to come up with a plan to get into Zim’s base. I highly doubt the computer will just let me in” said Dib to himself.