Don't own anything. Based off my friend Cain's favorite quote.
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Zim stomped into the living room, soaking wet, holding a towel around his waist. His hair was spiked up, as it had been since he'd started hi skool. He'd grown a bit taller, even as tall as the tallest were. They no longer acknowledged his existence. His body was slightly muscular, but still small. He wasn't built for speed or strength, but pleasantly in the middle. He had to be, because the government agents weren't slow or weak. Lately, he'd been trying to find a fuel source for his ship so he could leave, before he'd realized that the ship wasn't big enough for two teens, so it was either leave Gir behind, or find a new ship.
"Gir, why is there BACON IN THE SOAP!!??"
Gir was on the floor, on his back, watching T.V., as the Angry Monkey show was on. Gir had changed too, and not in a way you would expect. During their fifth year on earth, an extraordinary change happened in Gir. Over night, he became human. Silver hair, blue eyes, fair skin. It was a good thing his suit had changed too. Though it was unexplained how it turned into a hoodie and pants. The tallest had called it an "automatic upgrade". He wasn't completely human. He just looked like it, aside from the one circuit on his cheek. His eyes still grew red during that short amount of time that he obeyed Zim, and he still had super-strength. He was even about the same size as Zim, only an inch or two shorter. Still his little robot.
Gir looked up, or at least tried to, but since he was on the floor, everything looked upside down. "I made it myself!"
You could almost see the vein about to pop out of Zim's head as his free hand clenched into a fist.
"Gir, why would you put bacon in the soap!?"
But Gir was still human.
Gir flipped onto his stomach and got up very slowly.
And he still had feelings.
Zim swore that he saw the smaller boy's hips sway as he walked over.
And he still had needs.
He was looking anywhere but his charges eyes.
And he was learning.
Gir's hand brushed against Zim's neck, and for a moment, Zim was worried that he would be strangled. "Because,"
And the great thing about it was,
"Master looks good in nothing but a towel." He brought their lips together in a fearless kiss.
Zim had needs too.
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I'll continue it if I get reviews.