This is the second-to-last chapter, on the bright side.
Warning for repeated references to the incestuous rape that took place in the previous chapter, as well as implied self-harm.
Recap: Oh boy. In the previous chapter, Sek, now an adult, invaded the Massive after killing her parents (offscreen). She threatened the Tallest a bit, then drugged Red into thinking she was Purple and slept with him. Sek is now pregnant, which for some reason was all according to plan. I… I don’t know. I really don’t.
Disclaimers: Okay… 10th chapter.
No, it’s the ninth. The author’s note you uploaded as its own chapter doesn’t count.
I’m really sorry the last chapter was so hard to read.
I’m really sorry I had to read the last chapter.
Word wasn’t working on my computer and then the file didn’t want to convert from Rich Text to Doc.
So what? You can upload rich text files to FF.net, last I heard. (Maybe not in 2002, but whatever happened to copying and pasting?)
Also, I thought at first she was apologizing for the content and it being “hard to read” because she killed off the two main characters for no reason, then had their child rape her grandfather, but it turns out she’s apologizing for the text being badly formatted. Oh.
So… you might have to survive it until I can figure how to do it… I might have to do a whole copy and paste thing. *sigh* That’s what I really don’t want to do.
Oh, no! Not copying and pasting! The horror!
Anyway… This chapter you can kill me for… Sek totally breaks the Tallest. *straps herself up on a wall* Okay…you can throw knives now… , Many… Many knives. *ow*
Everyone, grab a knife! Now’s your chance!
I AM NOT PAIRING MYSELF WITH RED! DON’T YOU DARE EVEN SAY IT!
I wasn’t even considering the possibility that the author considers Sek to be an author-insert and could therefore be said to be pairing herself with Red, but that’s a horrible thought and thanks for pointing that out, author!
I will kill you if you ask it.
I don’t think you’re in a position to be killing anyone. Last I heard, you were strapped to a wall and knives were being thrown at you.
Sek smiled as she walked down the hall.
Then — let me guess — she sighed, right?
Red was out of the way and all she needed to do now was tell Purple she was pregnant with Red’s child… she could feel in her body that she was indeed pregnant.
Okay, how much time has elapsed since the last chapter? Because, if I remember my sex ed correctly, the egg isn’t fertilized directly after sex. Irken sex and reproduction in this fic seems to follow exactly the same rules (minus mpreg) as human sex/reproduction, so this is odd.
She smiled and almost cradled her stomach.
For god’s sake, stop smiling!
It would be painful giving birth to a child.
Ya think?
She remembered not being born from a tube like *normal* Irkens were. It made her mad that she would never be counted as normal on an Irken scale.
She remembered being born?
She sighed and walked into Purple’s room and she gasped at the sight.
I was wondering how long it’d be before she started sighing.
Purple stood over a cowering Red, who seemed to be clutching his arm and blood was seeping down his cheek from a cut on his forehead.
Hold up.
First of all, are we supposed to believe that Purple beat Red up? Really? That’s a completely ridiculous idea.
Second, are we supposed to think that Purple is justified in beating the crap out of Red? What did Red tell him? Because if it wasn’t “Sek drugged me into thinking she was you,” then he’s an idiot. And if Purple thought Red would cheat on him with Sek of his own volition, then he’s an idiot too.
I know, they’re both canonically idiots. But this is “Love Knows No Race.” It does not know canon. It and canon have never had so much as a long-distance phone call with each other.
Purple relaxed his stance a little and turned to Sek, whose hand was still on her stomach. It was already bloating with the coming of a child.
Seriously, how much time has passed?
As established earlier in the story, Irken pregnancies are nine months long. Unless months have passed between chapters, there is no way Sek would be visibly pregnant.
“You…” Purple hissed glaring at the expecting woman.
Nitpicky, but I don’t think you can refer to a nonhuman female as a “woman” without some sort of qualifier — Irken woman, alien woman, something like that. Without the qualifier, the implication is that she’s human. Though after the weird stuff earlier about her being part human because she was born on Earth, maybe that’s not incorrect. I don’t know.
“Aww, Pur. Wuhssa matter?” Sek asked with a sickly sweet smile.
I tried to think of something to say to this and ended up just punching myself in the head several times. Literally. I’m not even kidding.
He glared daggers at her and Red looked over at her from the ground with a look of helplessness in his eyes. Sek mocked gasped.
Dear fanfiction writers: PROOFREAD. PROOFREAD. PROOFREAD. This is not a difficult concept, nor is it difficult to do! PROOFREAD!
“Oooh, did I do something wrong? I’m sowwy.” She said like a two year old.
I think the author’s trying to make Sek hateful on purpose, but it’s honestly just making me hate the author more.
Purple stalked over to her, almost shaking the whole ship as he did so.
That’s completely impossible and a frankly ridiculous notion. You just ruined any drama this scene might have had. Nice job breaking it, author.
“Why?” He asked his voice cracking. Sek thought for a moment and then leaned really close to Purple’s antenna.
Oh dear god please no antennaplay…
“I did it because I liked him better than you.” She whispered to him.
“I had sex with my other granddad instead of you because I thought he was sexier than you,” the deranged alien who murdered her parents whispered to one of her grandfathers.
Purple’s jaw dropped and he couldn’t believe what he just heard.
Look, author, if you’d just said that “Purple’s jaw dropped” we could have figured out the rest. Show, don’t tell.
Sek pulled away from him with a smirk on her face and she crossed her arms across her chest.
“What?” Purple asked getting ready to slap her, hard.
“Learn to write!” I yelled, getting ready to slap the author. Hard.
“You heard what I said. He’s cuter.” Sek said jerking her head in recognition to Red on the floor. Red’s cheeks flushed a bit at those words.
Except for eye color, the Tallest are identical. If Sek genuinely thinks Red is cuter, what’s she basing that on? Personality? Voice? The fact that his eyes are red instead of purple? What?
“I don’t believe that he slept with you on his own will. He loves me to much.” Purple growled.
“But I beat him up for it anyway.”
“Oh he must love you a lot to let you beat him like that. Looks like you cut his head and broke his arm. You don’t deserve a beauty like that.” Sek said with the utmost calm.
Remind me why I thought MSTing this was a good idea.
“How dare you say something like that? To your rulers!” Purple said in horror.
“Well, I already threatened you at gunpoint, drugged you both, and raped one of you, so saying that wasn’t that hard.”
Sek sniggered, chuckled and then began to laugh loudly.
“Rulers? Oh, puh-lease. Weren’t you the one pointing out my constitutional right to the freedom of choice? *My* constitutional right?” Sek said. Purple’s face went pale. He had forgotten he said that. She wasn’t supposed to remember that.
I’d forgotten he said that, too, but that’s because I’ve been trying to block out my memories of reading this story.
“I can kill you both, and no one would care. You have no power over me… or my soon to be born child. I will kill you and then my child will rule the Irken Empire with an iron fist!” She said with a maniacal cackle.
Takes after her dad a bit, I guess.
Er, I mean Zim. Not her other dad.
“Don’t you mean our child?” Red asked struggling to his feet. Sek looked over at him and smiled.
“Yes. Our *love* child.” Sek said smiling and helping him over. Purple looked at the pair helplessly.
To recap: Sek said that she could and would kill both the Tallest so that her child could rule the Irken Empire, and then Red got to his feet and stood next to her. Right after she said she’d kill him without a second thought.
“Red… You’re not serious… are you?” Purple said with a small whine in his voice.
“What if I am Purple? She won’t abuse me. I know this.” Red said with high confidence.
Oh, yeah? She won’t abuse you? Your parent-murdering granddaughter who drugged you, raped you, and just threatened to kill you won’t abuse you? You wanna rethink that one, Red?
A tear ran down Purple’s face.
“I do love you. I always will… please don’t destroy that, Red.” Purple said holding out a claw.
If Purple loves Red and always will, how can Red destroy that? This story makes no sense.
“I’m sorry Purple. I have a baby coming. You can’t help me anymore. I’m sorry.” Red said walking off with Sek toward the Medical Center.
What? No, really, what even is this? Red’s leaving Purple because he got raped by Sek? Why is he doing that? That doesn’t make sense on any level.
“I’m sorry…” Purple said collapsing to the ground and sobbing.
I want to kick something. Preferably the author.
~9 months later…~
After nine months of measuring, searching for odd foods, midnight Voot rides, and vows of love, Sek had finally gone into labor.
I read “measuring” as “masturbating.” Thought you should know. It actually made this story better.
“RED!” She screamed from the delivery room of the remodeled Medical Center.
I rushed into see what the matter was, and I saw the beauty of a new child.
Well, I saw the author suddenly switching to first-person, which you cannot — repeat, CANNOT — do. You can switch from third to first if you’ve established early on that that’s how your story’s going to work (and generally you’d give one character’s POV in first person and the rest in third, and be consistent with that), but we are one chapter away from the ending. You cannot suddenly switch over to first-person like this.
The small, nekked Irken began to cry as a young human baby would.
“Nekked”? Really? We’re supposed to be taking this story seriously, right?
It was a boy with deep crimson eyes.
Yeah, of course it is. You’re gonna name him Zim Junior or some shit, aren’t you?
She handed him over to me and smiled.
“What are we going to name him, Red?” Sek asked me, sweat covering her face bits of her human hair clumped up.
Commas are your friend. If you don’t use them, we end up having to read about Sek’s face bits.
Also, why in hell does she have human hair?
Red thought for a moment.
And we’re back to third person. Spectacular.
“A name?” Red whispered as the little Irken grasped one of Red’s claws with his tiny, three-fingered hand.
I’m going to throw up. Or punch something. Or maybe both.
Red turned to Sek.
“Do you have any ideas?” He asked her. His mind was blank.
Because it’s not like they had nine months to come up with names or anything.
“Cyle (A/N: Kyle…).”
So is it pronounced the same way? Or is it pronounced like “syle,” which is how I was reading it? If she wanted Red’s demon-baby to be named Kyle, why didn’t she fucking name him Kyle? There are Irkens named Bob, for goodness’ sake.
She said with a smile.
What happened to trying to take over the Irken Empire and generally being evil? Why is she suddenly being all smiley and motherly? What the fuck is this story?
“I like it… Cyle.” Red smiled and sat on the edge of the bed holding the tiny Irken in his arms. He handed Cyle over to his mother who smiled with pride. Red noticed she seemed to glow… and Red remembered Purple having that same glow all the time. Red leaned over and kissed Sek’s forehead.
Seriously, what the hell happened? Sek, remember, is this story’s antagonist. What is going on?!
“I’ll be back in a little bit. Maybe a day at the least…” He said running off before she could ask any questions.
Not fishy at all.
He was going to see Purple and try to apologize one more time.
Maybe he’ll break the other arm for you this time.
Red walked right up to Purple’s door.
So how close is Purple’s room to where Red and Sek are living?
It was the door to the room that they had once shared and made love in.
Thanks, author, but we really didn’t need that detail.
Red knocked daintily.
Daintily?
The door opened with a quiet swoosh. All the lights were off except for a small telescreen playing Red’s last words on it before he walked away with Sek.
Ah, and here we have the author trying to show us that Purple is stuck on the past in the most hamfisted way possible.
“Purple?” Red called softly into the darkness. “Purple, I want to talk to you.” Red called again.
“You want to talk now? After you walked out…” A voice came back to him. “I heard your wife just had a baby. You should tend to it.” The voice said.
Alright. First of all, how’d he hear that?
“Purple, I never got married to her. I could leave her and it would be her child…
Under normal circumstances that’s a dick move, but seeing as she raped him and is probably still plotting to kill him and Purple and take over the Irken Empire I don’t know why he didn’t try that earlier.
Please hear me out just this once. I promise I’ll leave after this.” Red said with confidence. The screen went off and lights went off causing Red to shade his eyes from the bright light. Purple stood before him, dark green scars and white bandages all over his arms.
Has Purple been cutting himself or has grief caused him to become incredibly clumsy? Since when do Irkens scar? Can’t their PAKs take care of injuries?
“What do you want, Red? Have you come to ruin my life? Make me kill myself? Haven’t had enough of me crying in front of you?” Purple asked.
Well, since Purple did hardly any crying during that scene, maybe Red hasn’t had enough of it.
Half of his Tallest skirt seemed to be ripped away.
But… why?
“I want to try apologizing one more time…” Red said rubbing one arm with the other. “Without being abused.” Red finished. Purple crashed down on the bed and looked ready to listen.
Oh, he looked ready to listen. But was he?
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that Sek was Sek… she put something in the breakfast that morning that made her look and sound like you until it wore off…
Contradicting what the author said earlier about Red seeing Purple but hearing a female voice. Nice going, author.
I felt so bad when I looked over and saw her by my side instead of you. I knew that I had done something terribly wrong and when I tried to explain…” He ran an absent claw over the scar on his head. (A/N: No, it doesn’t look like a lightning bolt.)
Thanks for the clarification.
“All I’ve been doing the last nine months was taking care of Sek, making sure she was happy.
…why?
I think it worked. She had the baby, a healthy baby boy. His name is Cyle…” Red paused to see what Purple’s reaction was.
Hopefully it’s “You asshole, why did you stay with our murderous rapist granddaughter for nine months? At the very least, why didn’t you try to explain what happened to me when I was on the same fucking ship with you the entire time? Fuck off.” Or something along those lines.
Purple was sitting there staring at him, like almost staring through him to sense the truth in his story.
This is simply terrible writing. Let’s throw this author out the airlock.
“Do you believe me?” Red asked meekly. Purple stood up and walked toward him.
“Would you be willing to be your new child on that story…”
“No, that’s impossible, what the fuck is wrong with you?”
Author, proofreading never hurt anyone.
Purple paused for a moment.
“On if it was true or false?” Red asked with a small smile.
“If it’s true, you and I will raise the baby. If it’s false, then you’ll leave here with not a second look back. What’s the verdict?” Purple asked him.
“That story is 100%… True.” Red said with a teary smile.
Okay, this is ridiculous.
The only ones who could know if this story was true or not, besides the readers and author, are Red and Sek. Sek is, obviously, not a trustworthy source of information. But if you’re Purple, and you’ve gone months thinking Red cheated on you, why would you believe Red without any evidence? And, of course, there’s no way there could be evidence short of security camera footage.
Purple smiled and then burst into tears and ran into Red’s arms.
“I missed you so much.” Purple sobbed into Red’s shoulder.
“I couldn’t love her as much as I love you… ever.” Red said soothing Purple. Purple kissed Red’s cheek. Red smiled and captured Purple’s lips with his own. They looked into each other’s eyes and Purple nodded slightly and Red set him down and they walked over to the bed and sat each other down.
This is disgusting.
“Will you ever love me again?” Red asked Purple.
“I never stopped loving you.” Purple replied. Purple kissed Red deeply and gently laid him down on the bed.
“One time before a baby?” Purple asked. Red simply nodded.
Disgusting.
Red awoke next to Purple, who was snoring almost silently. Red leaned over and kissed his cheek. Purple opened his eyes and yawned.
“Thank you…” Purple said kissing Red’s lips softly. Red nodded in welcome.
“Are you going to leave?” Purple asked him. Red smiled maliciously and straddled Purple’s hips.
“Do you really want a kid?” Red asked him with the same smile. Purple thought for a moment.
“No… You’re too much fun to give up for a kid.” Purple said leaning up and kissing him and then began giggling as Red began to tickle his stomach.
“Forever?” Red asked as he stopped tickling.
“Forever.” Purple agreed.
Man, I despise this story.
Kess: MWAH! I fixed it!
Kess? Who’s Kess? What?
Oh, by the way, you didn’t fix a thing. The story is still an atrocious mess.
RedxPurple FOREVER! I did it! MWAHAHAHAHA! But this might be one of the last chapters.
It is. There’s just one more. Thank whatever gods you feel like thanking, curse whatever gods you feel like cursing, etc.
Sorry… I’m getting tired of writing it. But I might do a sequel if you guys like this one a lot!
On the contrary, we hate this so much that you should just delete the story and pretend it never existed.
But this one won’t be done for at least 2 more chapters! REVIEW POSITIVLY!
If you want positive reviews, try to write a good story. It’s just common courtesy.