hey guys! Woot, I'm soooo close to my goal... *happy sigh* anyway, once you're done with this STELLAR story, check out the link below! It's to my deviantART journal page! Check it out daily for updates on my PWNful life! :3

http:/pattonsonlygirl(DOT)deviantart(DOT)com/journal/40989668/

Okay, just replace the (DOT)s with periods. :3

NOW ENJOY!

"So tell us, little girl. What's it like dating a freak?"

"What? I-I'm not dating him..." A soft, forced laughed follows the lie.

"Oh c'mon. We all know. We all know you're dating him." A chorus of loud laughs come from the ring. They cease suddenly. "We know you're cheating on me."

"I- I would never-!" Her lie was choked off as his hand closed around her throat.

"Why would you think that you could do that? Huh? I am the best freaking boyfriend you will ever get! And don't you forget it!" He says threatiningly, dropping her.

"I won't..." She stammers. She dosen't know where her power is. Her strength. It's gone, sapped from her body somehow.

"Oh you say that. You said that last time too. You broke up with the freaking punk and I put him in the hospital so he couldn't touch you. Not ever again, because it's my job to do that, whether it's to stroke you..." He caresses her cheek lightly. "Or to punish you!" He screams, slapping her as hard as he can.

"O-ow..." She stammers, feeling weak and lonely. Her fury, her rage is dried up, gone, and left in its place is a scared, small child.

"Yes ow! Now, to make sure you get the point..." He draws out his gun. "I'm going to shoot you, and then kill your stupid, freak of a boyfriend."

"No! Don't do this!" She yells. The bang comes, but no pain. She opens one eye hesitantly.

Zim is there, a smoking gun in one hand, a smirk on his face.

"Hello, little Gaz." he says teasingly.

"Zim. Zim! ZIM!" She yells suddenly. "What the HECK!"

"What?" Suddenly, the triumphant look on Zim's face is gone, replaced by a startled, confused one.

"Why the heck did you shoot him? Is he dead?" She screams. A loud moan issues from the victim, signaling he's alive, for now. The lights suddenly come on, bright and glaring. At Zim.

A thousand angry faces look at him irritably.

"O-Oh. What did I do?" He whimpers, knowing he is wrong.

"THIS! THIS WAS A FREAKING PLAY!" She screams at him, hands on her hips, eyes opened and glaring.

"O-oh." He sheepishly smiles and backs off the stage. "I'm going home."

"Oh no you're not! I'm going to take you home, since you've RUINED this!" She yells. She drags him to his tiny green house and stands on the front porch.

"Now. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Sorry Gaz..." He whispers. He looks up in surprise when she kisses him on the cheek lightly.

"Either way... it was really romantic that you rescued me..." She smiles at him, blush on her cheeks. She turns to leave and he stumbles inside. He dosen't regret that night at all.