Red was first aware of the pain pounding in his skull. A thick pressure wrapping itself around his entire mind. Yes, yes, yes it said, youre quite alive.
Lovely, he thought back.
Sarcasm will get you nowhere, it retorted.
Oh, but you see
His eyes shot open, oh shit.
He was now sitting upright, as straight as a board. And he took the chance to immediately soak in his surroundings: lets see red sheets, maroon pillows, velvet curtains, his favorite screw-head alarm clock
My tallest? came a familiar voice from near by. He jumped, defensively holding his arms up as he turned to see his attacker
who although was not attacking, WAS the guy whod almost killed him SPLENKAKNOWS how many times. However, he was comforted by the fact that he was in his own room. So what if his company was not the safest, at least it was not the royal guard. He could shut one person up, not an army.
Zim, Zim, Zim, Red repeated the name which had caused him so much woe, You know, I never used to believe in karma. But waking up here here with you, Im becoming a believer. Fast.
Zim processed this and retorted with a solemn glare, Yes, well my presence has awakened worse convictions, I suppose.
I trust youve called the whole gang up here, he leant forward and crossed his legs, antennae eager for an answer.
Red wasnt surprised. He played the part well enough though.
Arent you worried about me taking back my throne? I mean, Zim the Tallest Im sure youve waited eons to hear that.
True enough, said Zim, sitting down on the bed, one knee tucked behind the other, My tallest knows me well.
Zim, Im not your tallest anymore I was just pulling your leg, Red chuckled, Im defective Im a criminal now so me getting the throne back is just as likely as he thought a minute for a suitable analogy.
as me walking out tonight with two fingers, offered the other, wiggling his own. Red noted he was still wearing one glove and wanted to ask why but then something clicked. The former tallest said nothing, also wanting to ask if he knew what his fate was then why did he come? But he didnt ask. There wasnt any time for questions.
Zim, I need to go.
We all need to go, Red. The allotted time in which our departure leaves is but a small variable in the vast predestination of life, he rose to his feet and walked around Red, a new air of confidence lighting his face, I feel like Ive been destined to stand here at this moment but did I need to? he stepped away, Once the embarrassment to the irken empire, and now its tallest-to-be I would have once said I needed this to happen. But who knew? I guess some destiny was at work.
The other looked on dumbly, What the hell are you on about, you little wind up cork-screw?More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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