Tralala~!
I told ya it wouldnt take too long. I had already started it by the time Chap 5 was up. I hope everyone finds this tasteful, i actually do put my whole self into my writing when i actually find the need to do it. If i put something sexual in it, it's not just put there for jollies. It's emotional and involving. Anyway, let me know what you think guys. Hope i didnt make you wait too long this time.
Chapter 5: EARTH FRIENDLY Ch 5
Chapter Five
   Zim-
I trusted the scan to work…mostly anyhow. I swallowed as I waited for the light to finish scanning us. Dib seemed more interested and focused on me, instead of his own fate. I mean I DID tell him that nothing would happen to him…which it shouldn't, but still he held no hesitation to just sit there and watch me. Then I felt the morph begin. The sting of the light that blinded my vision was strangely invigorating. I felt that my eyes were being rinsed of all there color then suddenly grew back but a smaller tunnel of vision like my lenses. All the while, my skin was burning. Not like the cooking burn of rain water, but like my skin was melting inside out. I felt my lekkus split at the end and unravel into threads that felt like they were growing all over my head. It did NOT feel good. Thankfully, sense my lekkus have always been damaged to sensitivity from my experimentation days on Irk, it probably hurt a lot less than it could have. The tips
Chapter 7: EARTH FRIENDLY Ch 7
Chapter Seven
Dib-
‘W….what the hell did he just call me…?’ I asked myself as Zim drug me out the house by my sleeve. The sky had gotten a little purplish as the night worked its way around. I hadn’t realized how long I had been at Zim’s house. I had to walk with Zim for a little since I parked kind of far. Zim didn’t have a drive way, so I parallel parked a little passed it. He walked slightly behind me, but held onto my sleeve still. He eyed my car and I blushed at my embarrassing ride. It was a bucket, I knew that, but I had forgotten about how Zim had high expectations for mechanics. His own ship had engines that surpassed all on Earth so there was no way I could have impressed him, but I wished it at least wasn’t a beaten up  old ass Camaro. Don’t get me wrong, I love my car. I just felt inferior to Zim’s technological experience and tastes.
As I glanced over my shoulder, Zim didn’t seem to mind my car. He wa