Ame: Hi, I'm new.
The real Ame: Hikari, you're mean…
Koru: I'm here again! Weeeeeeeeee!
Taira: Hi! I also helped with this story!!!
Hikari: …I DON'T OWN IZ!!! I WISH!!!!
"Hello? Hi…" Gir was on the phone, apparently ordering pizza. Zim watched as Gir sat in silence with a smile on his face. He wasn't sure if the other line was talking or if Gir was just being stupid.
"Uhh…Sir?" the guy on the other end was saying repeatedly.
"Give me a large cheese for… me!" Gir screamed. He put the phone down on speaker and screamed, "Can you hear me?" His answer was the dial tone. He put his ear against the phone. "Hello?" He took a quick look at the phone and sighed. "Awwww. Why do you have to hurt me so?"
Zim walked inside and spoke rather loudly. "Umm, Gir? He hung up on you. That's when he doesn't want to talk to you anymore. Okay?" he was talking slow like, just for Gir. "W-why???" Zim sighed. This is really stupid. "Because, Gir, you were annoying him." Gir nodded slowly and then walked into the kitchen without a word.
Zim heard Gir scream. He rushed into the kitchen to see what he was doing. He was jumping around frantically. "The thingy bar energy on the phone is empty. That means he didn't hang up on me!!!! I'm so… HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!" Zim took the phone and looked at the battery. It was empty. Yet he still wondered if he did hang up on him.
He set it on the receiver for it to charge.
"Gir, go down to the lab and tell me whether the lights are on." "Okey-dokey!" He ran under the table and over to the trash can. Pushing the lever he looked back at Zim and said, "This is for the tacos." Gir jumped into the can screaming, "TACOS!! TAAACOOOS!!!!!" Zim shook his head and walked into the living room. "I think I'll call the tallest. After all, they do owe me for saving their a-" A loud booming voice rang through the house. Intruder! Intruder! At the door! Zim ran to the door to look out the eyehole. There was an ugly little boy, trying to gnaw the head off a gnome. He had dull black hair, which was short and…ugly. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! Gir! Intruder! Defense mode!!" Gir ran up the trashcan and over to Zim. "YES SIR!!" Gir ran to the couch. "YES SIR!! YES SIR!! YES SIIIRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He ran for the door, apparently ready to attack. But henceforth, all he did was slam into the door, run backwards, and do it again.
"Weeeehooooo!!! Lookit me! I'm attackin'!!!" Zim held his temple and shook his head. Why don't I just give him to a couple that is so pathetic they can't have a human baby of their own? Grabbing Gir and throwing him out of the way, Zim threw on his wig and contacts. Opening the door, he started to scream, "GET OUT OF MY" Zim gasped. The freakish little boy was holding an older sisters hand. She looked about 11, while her apparently younger brother was looking to be about 6. A skinny, party-all-the-time looking woman walked forward.
"WATCH OVER MY KIDS WHILE I PARTY!" she shouted. Zim was about to decline when Gir ran out and grabbed the children and raced inside. The strange woman walked off, mounted her motorcycle and rode out into the party world. Inside, there was an awkward silence within the house. As the pre teen took a good look at Zim, a small smile formed on her face. "So," she said. "what do you wanna do now?"
