—boring. He’s heard enough of
the same speech from Zim, though
the only difference was that Tak
actually had potential, and a
functioning brain, despite being
a little insane—but who wasn’t these days?
Honestly, he didn’t know,
but that was the vibe he kept
getting from Tak whenever she spoke.
“You know, I actually like you Tak.
But only because I remember that
you have potential.”
“But between you and me,
slip up again and I’ll have you back
on that cleaning station. Your antics
will not be the probable cause of failure
towards the empire’s current universal
invasions should Zim find out about the
truth of his exile.
I don’t need a pest coming back to Irk
to disrupt progress when everything
else is running smoothly.
—Do you understand?”
The breath she’s been holding since he
mentioned her slip up is finally released.
Her janitorial duties had not been the best
years of her life, though she is certain she
won’t end up in that position again.
She can’t let down her leaders, after all. Nor
will she be the Reason Operation Impending
Doom II Failed; that title is only deserving of
Zim (if he messes up again, that is).
Her chest swells with pride at the compliment.
The tallest thing she has potential! And he likes
her! This is definitely a cause for celebration.
Maybe she’ll visit Foodcourtia and pick up some
celebratory snacks.
She does manage to keep a steady expression,
however. She’s hardly as excitable as Zim.
A salute. “Yes, my tallest! Thank you for being
so forgiving; I guarantee I will not fail you again.”