Show: Invader Zim
Theme 57: Loyalty
Pairing: ZAGR (Yaoi)
Groans of pain filled the room as the alien slowly walked into his base. His SIR unit sat on the couch watching the Angry Monkey Show, and then waved at his Master.
"Hiya, Master!" he then turned back to look at the screen, until something clicked in his oh-so-inefficient mind. He looked at his Master again, who was carefully sitting down on the couch. He let out a whimper of pain and moaned. What had happened to Zim? "Master, what happened?" Gir asked.
"It's not like you could help, Gir. I was chasing after Dib because he had gotten more pictures of me, and I fell in a deep, concrete hole. What IDIOT put that hole there!" then after he finished saying that, Zim started talking to the computer. "Computer, get Zim some first aid supplies."
"Ugh, ifine/i." the computer said.
"I can help, Master!" Gir said.
"How? You'll only make it worse. So far, you haven't been the kind of SIR unit I need. I need help from someone efficient. Computer, dress my wounds!"
With cold hands that shot out from the ceiling, the computer, who obviously didn't care, was going to quickly dress Zim' wounds; he didn't care if it hurt Zim.
"Wait! Computer, not so fast! You'll hurt Zim! WAIT!" Zim yelled.
Seeing what was going down, Gir quickly went into duty mode, seeing the computer as a threat.
"Stop! You are a threat to the Master!" his weapons appeared, and he shot a few missiles at the arms. They immediately retreated after the impact.
"I'll do it." Gir took hold of the first aid kit.
Worried that Gir would be much rougher, Zim squirmed away from him. The robot wanted to show his Master that he was efficient.
"Master, sit still or you'll hurt yourself even more!"
Not listening to the robot, Zim accidentally fell off the couch, which made the alien yell out. Carefully, Gir picked Zim up and placed him in a sitting position on the couch. Zim didn't fight the robot as he gently cleaned the wounds with Zim's cleansing chalk, and stuck some bandages on the injuries.
'Despite all the times Zim had yelled and Gir, or all the times Zim had said something to make Gir cry, he still stays loyal to me. Maybe that's why Gir is considered "advanced" by my Tallest. He'd never do anything to intentionally hurt me. I should do something about that computer's attitude….' The alien thought. He came out of his thoughts when he realized Gir was putting a kiss on all of his wounds.
"Now it'll be all better!" Gir said happily. He hugged his Master where it didn't hurt, and was about to go order some tacos, when Zim said,
"Gir, if there's anything else you could REALLY do to help Zim, it's this: go drag the Dib-thing out of his house and put him down that hole. Make sure he has as many injuries as I do."
"Where's the hole?"
"Finding it won't be a problem. It's in a very random place, which is why I didn't see it before I fell down it. Will you help Zim, Gir?"
"Yes, Master!" he flew out the door, and Zim listened closely until he heard the faint screams of pain coming from his most hated enemy.
"Ah, I do love the sound of others in pain. It's good to have a loyal SIR unit to help me out." Zim said as he laid down so that his head rested on one of the pillows on the couch, and he listened to Dib's screams of agonizing pain as though it were a lullaby.