New Invader Zim X Reader

It wasn't long before they could hear pings and pangs and various other worrying sounds of something hitting the Voot cruiser.

At first, Y/n was confused by this, maybe we were running into rocks? Space turbulence? And everything would be fine. Just stay calm, just a little turbulence and nothing to worry about, as they say on airplane flights. But when she looked over and saw Zim, his expression told her otherwise.

A look of worry, panic, and frustration. Beads of sweat starting to roll down his face. On the monitor in front of him, Y/n saw a sort of radar, it showed about 10-11 little shapes all firing at the middle ship. Which she could assume was the Voot. 

Y/n was also scared now, they're surrounded.

"RRG! I can't lose them......we're going to have to fight back," Zim said starting to almost pant.

"But there's so many of them!" Y/n said. 'We're going to die!'

"YAYY! WE'RE DOOMED! AN' WE GONNA EXPLODE LIKE THIS! KABLAM!!!" Gir said throwing his arms in the air to make a sort of rainbow, trying to illustrate an explosion. Obviously he was too happy about the situation, a part of Y/n wished she could be as fearless and happy about the situation as he was. Being scared of dying only seems to make the experience worse.

Zim pressed a few buttons on the monitor and a hologram showed up on the glass. It was sort of a bright pink-red, it was a sort of a target, with four-lines pointing to the middle encompassed by a circle like in a scope. 

*PEW PEW PEW*

The sound seemed to vibrate throughout the ship, Y/n could feel it through the floor. The floor also seemed a lot warmer as Zim fired the lasers at the other ships. The ships ranging from the size of a semi-truck to the size to as small as a sedan.

Y/n watched as a few of the small ships exploded, scattering pieces everywhere. But they were still getting shot at, Zim continued to fire.

"RRG! BLOOPING LASER CANNONS OVERHEATING!!" Zim cursed slamming his fist on the console as a red message flashed on the monitor.

Not wanting to get cooked by the floor Y/n tried standing up, hand on the weird curvy chair. Looking down she saw Zim, immediately she began to worry. Something wasn't right, he seemed to be panting as if he couldn't get a complete breath. His body seemed more slouched and was trying to lean on the console, Y/n had a bad gut feeling about this.

"Zim???? Are you ok????"

"....Huff, huff.....heh huff...Of course!.." Zim's arms sprawled out as his whole body fell back and laid on the chair. His breathing was rapid, hyperventilating, and gasping for air.

Y/n's eyes furrowed," Zim?? Are you ok??!" She asked again.  ' what the hell just happened? What's happening??'

"Th-th-the....huff...hEh.huff!.....sh-sh-i...heh...heh..heh..p!" Zim struggled to say as he pointed a shaky finger at the controls. He then struggled to push himself up on the curved chair, as he did so the back of the chair started to lean more back.

The situation practically froze Y/n, she's going to have to fly the ship.' But I don't know how to fly a ship!' She would have said, but it looks like she doesn't have a choice.' Why can't Gir fly the ship???? He knows how to fly the ship right??????'

Reluctantly Y/n sat in the awkward chair, in front of her were so many buttons and things that flashed. The hologram was still up on the glass. In front of her was a sort of U shaped steering wheel. She grabbed the wheel, and when she got a hold of it she could feel how it could pull forward, back, and whichever way around, along with steering right and left.