Estra walked into their house. Gir sat on the couch. He looked at them as they walked in. He stared at Zim for a while before looking up at her. Gir had always called Estra Sissy and thought that was her name. If you called her anything else he wouldn't know who you were talking about.

"Gir, can you get off the couch please?" she asked. Gir nodded and hopped off. He then turned the TV off and watched as she set Zim on the couch. "Could you get a pillow for Zim please?" Gir nodded, saluted, and then ran upstairs. He came back down and handed her a pillow.

"Here you go," he said. Estra took it.

"Thank you," she said and set it under Zim's head.

"What happened?" he asked. Gir sound truly concerned and serious in his tone.

"A boy bullied Zim. Nearly killed him too," Estra explained. Estra didn't go into to much detail. She saw Gir like a little brother too. A really young one. And she knew that he had a short attention span. And when she asked him to do something, she said it sweetly, like you would talk to a three-year-old.

"Oh! That's not nice!" Gir said crossing his arms. After a few seconds he uncrossed them. "Any way I can help Zim?" Estra nodded after some thought.

"Yes. Could you get some ice from the freezer and put it in a bag please?" she asked kindly. Gir nodded, saluted and ran into the kitchen. Estra pushed the hair away from Zim's face again. His eyes were still closed, but he was breathing.

"Here you go," Gir said. Estra looked over and took the ice. She smiled.

"Thank you, could you get a towel please?" Gir nodded and ran off. When he came back he handed her a small hand towel. "Thank you."

"Your welcome," Gir said and sat the other end of the couch. Estra put the towel on the bottom of the ice and set it on Zim's arm. It was throbbing. Zim winced a little from the coldness of the ice. Gir was quiet as Estra set it in such a way it stayed there.

"Stay here and let me know if he wakes up, ok?" she said. Gir nodded.

"Ok," he said loudly. Zim flinched.

"Shh," Estra said softly. "He's sensitive to sounds." Gir nodded.

"Ok," he said quietly. Estra nodded and walked into another room. Gir sat there, looking at Zim. After Estra had said 'your big brother' Gir had sort of seen him that way. He was still his master, but also a family member. Estra walked back in with a first aid kit. She rinsed out the cuts, and put gel on the bruises. Then she put it back.

"Gir, keep an eye on him. If you watch TV, keep it quiet. I'm going to make something for dinner," Estra said and walked into the kitchen. She wasn't a good cook. But she'd make something. Gir nodded and grabbed the remote. He sat near the TV and watched something quietly.

After awhile Zim opened his eyes slowly and winced at the sudden pain. His left arm throbbed and his head ached. He couldn't feel his right leg very much, and he didn't like that. He looked over to see he was in the living room.

Gir sat in front of the quiet TV. Zim looked around. He saw the icepack, the ice was melting a little. He shut his eyes a little. He thought on what had happened for a few seconds before reopening his eyes. He saw Estra peek around the corner and looked at Gir.

"Estra," he said quietly. Estra looked over at him and walked over. Gir looked over too. He made a noise of some kind and shut the TV off. He walked over and stood a pace or two away from Estra. She kneeled in front of him.

"How do you feel?" she asked quietly. Zim winced a little.

"Not so good," he muttered. Estra nodded.

"I can understand that," she said. He felt some movement. He looked over, Gir had sat on the other side of the couch. He looked at him. After a while Zim looked over at Estra again.

"You, protected me," he said. "Why?" Estra smiled a little.

"Hey, you're my little brother," she said kindly, moving the hair away from his face again. "No one messes with my little brother." Zim smiled a little. "Now, I've got dinner to finish. Gir, be quiet, and keep an eye on him. No getting up to walk." Estra stood up and walked away.

Zim looked at Gir. Gir blinked. He got off the couch and sat on the ground in front of Zim's head. Zim looked at him. Gir blinked again. They were both quiet for a while.

"Are you, going to be, ok?" Gir asked slowly. Zim nodded.

"I'm sure I will be, no worries," Zim assured him. Gir smiled a little and nodded. Gir continued to looked at him. Zim shook his head slightly. He gritted his teeth together to stop them from shaking.

Gir stood up and walked away. When he came back he carried a blanket. He threw it over Zim carefully. He took the icepack off and went to talk to Estra. When he came back he move the blanket to better lay over Zim.

"Thanks Gir," Zim said quietly. Gir nodded and sat on the couch near him. Not at the other end, but next to him. Zim slowly closed his eyes to rest. Once he was asleep, Gir lay down next to him and shut his own eyes.

Estra walked out when she heard them being quiet. She smiled as she saw them. Zim was fast asleep and Gir lay next to him. She walked back into the kitchen and sat down. The only thing she knew how to make very well was bacon. And that's what she had made. She ate some and left her little brothers to rest