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Hey guys. I will warn you: this is my first story that is sad and doesn't really have a happy ending. I don't usually do this, but I wanted to see what you guys thought of this story. It is EXTREMELY short so it is a quick read, but I would appreciate it if you left reviews :). It is just a short story explaining Gaz's anger. Enjoy.

I do not own Invader Zim or the characters. This is a purely fan-made story for my awesome fans ^-^.

"Oh, the nerve of that human!"

Each footstep stabbed the sidewalk, his hollers waking the sleeping city. Zim glared angrily ahead as he made his way around. Gir had to run in order to keep up with his master's swift pace. His hands balled into fists at his side and he shook his head.

"That Gaz-human can be hard to deal with. Every time I see her she is miserable!"

He did not notice they had made their way into the town cemetery. Gir whimpered and inched closer to Zim at the sight of the burial ground, but Zim remained oblivious to it all. He was still too busy fuming about the dark girl's personality; a personality he could do without. Dead trees hung to the ground, not a single sign of life on their branches. In fact, there was not a single sign of life anywhere. All that was there was that of the haunted remains of death. The only sign of hope of escaping the dreary land was that of the stars which glistened brightly above. The moon hung full and lit the path for the small Irken and his fake dog. Zim absentmindedly weaved his way throughout the graves, occasionally glancing at the engravings on each stone. He could hear animals, birds maybe, moving on the branches of trees and bushes. Their silence remained as they mourned the loss of the life that had once graced the graveyard.

"I mean seriously, what does the human have to be so unhappy about. I do not understand why she—" But he stopped. He stared down one gravestone that was clearer than the others. On it, MEMBRANE was inscribed across the cold stone. Below, it stated 'Loving mother and wife'. And finally, there was a picture of Dib, the Professor, Gaz, and her mother. Immediately, the anger left him and was replaced with sorrow.

"Oh…" he stated, perhaps finally understanding the reasoning of her harsh nature.

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Aw…Poor Gaz. Well I hope you enjoyed it and thanks for reading.