Partners In Crime
Ch.1
Author's notes: Well I just finished watching this show all the way through for the second time and I found the ending a bit lacking. I thought that they deserved a better conclusion, and what better to do that than a story of triumph and budding romance?
Set much later in time, I'm trying to stick to what I saw on the show and making up as little as I can while still making this interesting.
I thank all those writers before me who gave me inspiration for many parts of this story.
Of course Invader Zim doesn't belong to me, if it did, it wouldn't have been nearly as good.
On to the story!
For once, Gaz was glad that skool had started again. The summer between Dib and Zim's 11th and 12th grade years had been full of their usual mischief, though Dib had been particularly annoying.
She took her seat in the back of the room, opened the textbook for that particular class, and silently worked away at her GameSlave under the table. Around her other people chattered, popular girls gossiped and giggled at the jocks, who jousted for their attention like some bizarre mating ritual. She growled softly, doing her best to block out the irritating noise. Three classes passed in much the same manner and Gaz found herself once again in the company of her brother at the lunch table.
"Hey, where's Zim?" Dib proclaimed rather loudly.
Gaz growled and sunk her head closer to her game.
"I bet he's hatching some sort of evil alien plan to take over the planet again! Or some weird mind-controlling device, or, or…"
Gaz swiftly stuffed a pair of ear buds in her ears and cranked up the volume on her GameSlave. It sometimes was nearly enough to drown out that voice which made her want to strangle her older brother. This time though, it wasn't working well enough and she began to twitch uncontrollably as Dib unconsciously babbled on.
"… I have to stop him!" was the final cry as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.
Mustering all her willpower, Gaz managed to walk out of there without killing anyone and make it through the next two classes. On the way to her last class, the skool bully bumped into her in the hallway. She watched in horror as her GameSlave went skidding across the floor.
"Hey, watch where you're going, creep!" He jabbed a nail-bitten finger into her personal space. That was it. She could not stand to be around any stupid human right then, especially Dib.
"Shut… up!" The tone with which she said those two words sent a wave of fear across the hallway. Everyone but the oblivious jock became silent and backed off without any sudden movements. It was too late for the bully kid. His eyes barely had time to widen in fear before Gaz's fist connected with his face, pounding him into the lockers before he slid unconscious to the floor, a small trickle of blood seeping out his nose.
Nobody said a thing as Gaz wiped her hand on her black dress, collected her GameSlave from the floor, and walked calmly out of the building.
Gaz hated Dib, hated the kids at school, she took a glance at the cheery sunlight and decided she hated that too. Her feet automatically started the trek towards home, but after a few blocks she stopped. A man walking by gave her a wide berth, eyeing the strange purple-haired teen with caution. A leaf drifted by.
Why would she go home? Soon Dib would be out of skool and up to his stupid plans to spy on Zim or catch Bigfoot in their garage. Where else would she go? Zim's base? No. No way.
She made up her mind and continued on her way home, planning to lock herself in her room and hope Dib will be content to bother Zim at skool tomorrow.
Two days later and Zim was still strangely absent, an empty table at lunch which Gaz had resorted to glaring at angrily as her brother continued to rant about all the things Zim could be planning to take over the world. He was especially annoying today and Gaz had had enough.
"… It must be something really horrific, Gaz, I tried to sneak into his base last night, but it was completely sealed off! His stupid robot wouldn't even open the door! How am I supposed to stop him if I can't find out what he's planning, huh? Huh?"
With no warning whatsoever, Gaz swiped out an arm and pushed Dib backwards onto the floor, where his head landed in a gelatinous mass of dropped cafeteria food.
"I hate you Dib." She spoke quietly, but at least half the students in the cafeteria had turned their heds to stare at Dib as he fell. Gaz once again got up and walked out of the skool, everyone stayed as still and silent as possible to avoid her wrath. She hid a small smirk while stepping out the doors, they knew their place.
This time she knew she could not go home and await the return of her idiot brother. Instead she made the decision to go to the one place her brother would hopefully not think to look for her, Zim's.
Standing outside his green and purple house-shaped lair, Gaz paused. Something was off. She took mental note as the bizarre lawn gnomes stood motionless as she walked up to the porch. The windows were blacked out and the place was dead silent. No birds, no squirrels, no screams of rage or crazy from within.
"Creepy." She whispered to herself before knocking on the door.
What seemed like several long minutes later, a cheerful-looking Gir opened the door.
"HI SCARY LADY!" He screamed, "WAFFLES!" Then the little robot ran shrieking back into the house, leaving the door open. Gaz peered inside before cautiously stepping through the threshold. No annoying alien in sight, weird. She shut the door behind her. Turning towards the kitched, she watched for a moment as Gir enthusiastically stirred a big bowl of what she hoped was waffle mix. The strange little mini-moose stared at her from its place floating above the table.
With still no sign of Zim, Gaz shrugged and plopped herself down on the sofa, taking out her GameSlave. A few hours later Gaz was bored. Gir hummed something tuneless and continued to stir batter.
"Gir, where's Zim?" She was beginning to get curious.
"Master's in the control room!" The robot replied cheerfully.
Gaz got up and walked over to the large trash can, but as soon as she lifted the lid a glowing red Gir zoomed over and stood on it.
"MASTER SAID NO INTRUDERS!" He ordered, glaring.
Gaz glared right back, "I want waffles when I'm done."
That seemed to do the trick as red eyes turned to blue and an ecstatic robot skipped back to the counter. Mini-moose watched silently. Gaz almost smiled before once again lifting the garbage can lid and climbing into the small elevator.
"Computer, control room."
Surprisingly, the elevator made no complaints and it was a smooth ride down to the lair's control center. Stepping out of the elevator, Gaz's eyes widened and her mouth fell open in shock.