invader zim · red · purple · spork · miyuki · comedy · sci-fi · cabin trip · quirky
The crew set out for Foresta, finally rolling to a stop at Spork’s isolated cabin perched beside a glassy lake, its deck boasting a bubbling hot tub. Red fidgeted in his seat. “Are we there yet?” Purple whirled around, exasperation sharp in his voice. “Red! For the sixty-seventh time, we are not there yet!” In the back, Spork snored softly, dead to the world, while Miyuki guided the sleek, futuristic vehicle along the final wooded path.