I sat in front of the TV like always, watching the bagillionth episode of the Angry Monkey show. I love taht show! I looked at the TV, seeing teh credits roll swiftly. It was around the time that my mastur gets out of school, but it would not be for at least another fifteen minutes till he came home. I went to the kitchen and started making a bunch of waffles. Fifteen minutes later, I have made already about 25 waffles. I placed all of them in a huge plate and set it on the table and waited for Zimmeh to arrive.
An hour passed, but my mastur has not arrived. Maybe he is with the big-headed boy and they were gonna make babies and get married! I sighed, Zim is not THAT cool. Five minutes later, a faint knock came from the door. I rushed to open it and I saw him, Zim. He was covered in purple blood and was covered in wounds, mostly in the back. His PAK was damaged and was groaning. I caught him just as he fell down, weak. I pulled him towards the couch and lifted him up.
"Master, Master! What happened?" I yelled as i slightly shook Zim's body. Zim groaned.
"G-Gir, I'm injured...the humans, they attacked me!" Zim said weakly. I looked at his face and stroked his cheek. "It's OK, it will only hurt for a while!" I said softly trying to reassure him. He did not look reassured at all.
"Gir, he poisoned me..my insides are burning so badly! My body shell is breaking, I don't think I will make it this time." Zim said, his voice layered with sadness and a slight hint of...lost hope.
"Mastur? Who did this to you? Was it Dibbeh?" I asked. Zim shook his head. "No, the Dib did not attack me... I dont remember you attacked me..." Zim said in growing pain. Dib did not do it..that was good.
"Who did it! Please I wanta know!" I yelled at Zim shaking his body voilently.
"GIR, PLEASE STOP!" I stopped. I think I caused him pain. "I dont remeber, but it was more than one person at us...maybe a rebellion of sorts..." Blood spilled from his couth as he coughed. I could nto stand it, he was dying. It was no fair.
"Please, dont go, dont leave me master!" Zim smiled at me weakly.
"Gir, You have been the bestest unit any invader could ask for... I will...," cough," miss you.." Zim said weakly at me, he was in pain. I looked at him sadly. "Really?" "Yes, Gir.." A couple of tears rolled down his cheek and then his eyes closed. I sobbed voilently, he is dead? The tears burst from my eyes and I kneeled unto the floor and looked up at my mastur. Then I saw it. He was still breathing...he is just...in a coma or something. I carried him down to the labs and sat him on a table and covered him with a blanket.
I sat there for a while when an idea came to my head...his PAK, the brain center of something...
Wires popped up from my head and attached itself with whatever unbroekn slots i could put them in. My eyes went purple as imformation came to me, all memories from early sucked into my brain.
