Feb 14, 2018
@little-gaz
“Listen Gaz-thing, I have no time to listen to your talk of video games and scary pizza monsters.”
Zim flipped his hand.
“So go... away.”
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@little-gaz
“Listen Gaz-thing, I have no time to listen to your talk of video games and scary pizza monsters.”
Zim flipped his hand.
“So go... away.”
@little-gaz
“Do they now?” he asked.
“Who is ‘they’, honey?”
( 😰 )
Zim jolted out of a waking nightmare, panting because he’d become so out of sorts.
“GIR!” Zim put his hand over his chest, his eyes scanning the room. He just about jumped out of his boots when GIR showed up behind him not but a moment later.
“DON’T STARTLE ME, GIR! I JUST HAD HORRIBLE, WAKING NIGHTMARE VISIONS ABOUT- ABOUT THAT COMMERCIAL WHERE HUMAN CLOTHING BECAME SENTIENT.” Zim took hold of GIR’s shoulders. “They’re coming for us, GIR! They’re going to constrict our bodies within their fabric prisons!”
“Nahhh, that’s just on the TV! We’re not living in the TV!”
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It was the weekend. Zim sat in his living room with GIR, casually watching Scary Monkey with him.
“Hey, Master!”
“What is it, GIR?”
“When you gonna invite Dib and his sister back over?”
“Never, GIR. I’m never inviting them over again.”
“Aww! But you were having so much fun with Gaz when you were messing with Dib’s head!”
“It was fun to see the Dib-filth squirm as the Dib-sister and I pretended to be love-pigs...” Zim rubbed his chin. “But Gaz is a human. No Irken partners with the species they are trying to destroy to destroy it!”
“Ohhhh yeahhhhh.”
A small, awkward span of silence fell upon the duo. Then-
“I’mma go get her!” GIR hopped off of the sofa and went for the door.
“No, GIR!”
But it was too late. GIR rocketed off to the Membrane household, where, upon landing there, he rang the doorbell and waited for Gaz to answer.
It was all Zim could do to follow him on foot and hope he made it there before GIR got to talking with her.
“No more candies? But ZIM is on a mission tonight! I am collecting ALL OF THE CANDY I CAN POSSIBLY CARRY AND THEN SOME SO THAT I MAY BE THE RULER OF THE HALLOWEENIES!”
“I’m an alien for Halloween. The stupid humans don’t suspect a thing.”
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Zim balled his hands into fists and scowled as he picked himself up off of the classroom floor. This was it, the last and final straw. Dib had crossed the line of being annoying and he’d just entered Mortal Enemy territory. Of all the things Dib had done to him in the past, this was by far the worst. Dib had dared to get his filthy human germs all over Zim’s face when he’d sneezed!
“Enjoy your life while you still can, Dib, because it won’t last for much longer,” Zim said under his breath. “You will suffer like no human has ever suffered before!”
Zim fumed as he walked out of the classroom, toward the front doors of the building, grumbling the whole way. He never realized Gaz was on the steps outside and tripped over her, tumbling to the sidewalk below.
“CURSED STAIRS! I WILL TAKE YOU OUT NEXT.”
"Sam, go get me some pizza."
"---How many slices?"
littlegaz
"Hey! You're that scary girl that danced with me!" GIR grinned, pointing indefinitely to his master's enemy's little sister. "Ya wanna dance again!?"