Dib-sister 2

Hello friends! Yes, I have returned. No, I am not dead. I've finally gotten hold of a computer that I can write on and update things with! I have a few of these next chapters ready for posting and I can't wait to show them to you. This one will be a lot of fun to write, I've got a lot of great ideas that I think might top the first one. Maybe. Just maybe. I won't keep you any longer, here is the long awaited sequel to Dib-sister Love-pig. (Yes I think I'm just going to keep the name, as dumb as it is)

Chapter 1

Dib lay flat on his back in the empty bedroom. Everything had been torn down and packed away, leaving light spots on the walls from pictures and posters and indents in the carpet from furniture and other random junk. The only things left in the dark purple room was a bed, stripped of the sheets, and an empty dresser. It has been a little more than a week since she left, but the room still felt like her.

Dib hadn't spoken to Gaz since the incident with Tak, when she decided to move in with Zim. Since then he rarely ever saw his younger sister except at lunch, they not having any classes together. Even then she always sat with Zim, if the two ever came to skool.

With Gaz gone, and Dad at work everyday, Dib was alone. Sure he had the whole house to himself, no more having to fight for the TV, no more of Gaz eating his cereal, no more torment, no more beatings, no more threats, but also, no more companionship. Gaz was Dib's only friend, if you could count family members, and he ruined it.

If you go out that door. You're taking his side. And you'll become the enemy. Dib rubbed his eyes and sighed. He couldn't stop replaying the memory of his harsh words in his big head. Surely there could have been something better he could have said to make Gaz stay. But now it was too late, he opened his mouth and ruined everything. Again.

I wonder if she misses me… Dib thought, sitting up and leaving her abandoned room.

"ZIM!" Gaz yelled, slamming the fridge door and stomping into the living room where Zim nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Keep GIR out of the fridge! He stuffed it full of dirt cupcakes again!" She yelled as Zim composed himself.

"Yes my dearest mate." He grumbled getting up from the couch. "GIR!"

It took a few seconds of silence before the little cyan robot shot up from the toilet, bounced off the ceiling, and landed on the floor, face first, with a hard clang.

"Hi floor!" He greeted happily with a grin.

"GIR! Clear out your dirt-cakes from the fridge now!" Zim glared down at his little robot, pointing at the kitchen. GIR lifted his head with a sad pout.

"But-but I made them special for Gazzy!" He said with a quivering metal lip.

"GIR…" Zim moaned, rubbing his head, this was the third time GIR had made the cakes, and this was the third time he had this exact conversation.

"Please… Remember with your brains." He spoke slowly, hoping GIR would get the message the third time around. "Gaz. Does not. Eat. DIRT!"

GIR's sad expression disappeared as he looked at Gaz.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh…." He cooed dimly. Zim sighed and held his antennae against his throbbing head.

"Mini-moose!" He called, a little purple moose hovered down from the ceiling.

"Nyah?" It squeaked.

"No, I am not well." Zim responded, turning to look at the moose. "Please. For the love of Irk. PLEASE make sure GIR doesn't make any more dirt cakes."

"Nyah." The moose agreed, it then hovered over to GIR and landed on his head. GIR ran out of the room, with Mini-moose sitting quietly on his head like a little moose-hat.

"What was that?" Gaz asked, leaning on the wall with a puzzled look on her normally grim face.

"What was what?" Zim asked, raising his antennae.

"The moose! What's with the moose?" Gaz pressed.

"Oh yes! That was Mini-moose, my other henchman. Yep…" Zim nodded. "He's always been here, that moose." He nodded again, Gaz raised an eyebrow and shook her head, going back into kitchen to find food that wasn't covered in dirt.

"Aren't you ready to go yet?" Zim asked coming into the kitchen.

"No, I still need to eat something, GIR ruined all my food." She said reaching for a dirty apple and wiping it off before taking a bite.

"Now I'm ready." She said, her mouth full of food. Zim donned his disguise and took Gaz's hand, heading for the door.

"Why gophers?" Gaz questioned as Zim relayed his latest plan. "Couldn't you just use a generator?"

"Nonsense!" Zim scoffed, walking down the street to the skool. "Such advanced technology couldn't possibly be powered by an Earth generator!"

"But it can be powered by a gopher?" Gaz countered, laughing.

"Not a gopher, do not mock me Gaz-love, multiple gophers."

"But why gophers? Don't you have some kind of machine that's stronger than gophers?"

Zim began laughing and shaking his head at his foolish female-companion.

"Silly little Gaz." He smiled and patted her head. "Perhaps one day you will learn."

Gaz sighed and looked away.

No wonder he hasn't conquered Earth yet. She thought smugly, He really does need me.

Since moving in with Zim, they had been talking almost nonstop about how they would conquer the world together, however they quickly got nowhere as each of their plans were shot down by the other. It was still fun to think of ways to doom people, Gaz had enjoyed skool a little more when she got to think about how everyone who wronged her that day, or any day, would be doomed at her own hand, more than usual. As the pair approached the skool grounds, Zim took Gaz's hand and began darting his eyes around, daring anyone to approach.

"Zim, relax. Just be cool." Gaz said as he eyed a small group of teenage boys chatting among themselves. Since dating Zim, the boys of her skool decided that she was approachable and could be swayed from Zim to someone more 'worthy'. From then on Zim stayed at her side, threatening all who came near his love-pig.

The boys Zim was eyeing stopped their conversation and looked at the odd pair. The taller one, Torque Smacky, gave a sharp whistle causing Gaz to growl under her breath. She kept walking, trying to tug Zim faster along. Zim scowled at the boys and quickly wrapped his arms around Gaz's head protectively and snarled in their direction.

"Zim!" Gaz protested, trying to free her head from his tight grasp, she couldn't see and couldn't walk forward. The boys began laughing as Zim picked her up and ran into the skool, by her head.

"Zim! Let me go!" She said kicking her legs as Zim set her down just on the other side of the skool doors. He let her go so quickly she stumbled away, regaining her sight and balance quickly. She turned a glare at Zim as she fixed her hair.

"You gotta quit acting like that."

"Those sub-humans were gocking you again." Zim crossed his arms and returned her glare.

"Yea Zim, they have been. It doesn't matter what they do. I'm still your girlfriend. Now knock it off!" She turned on a heel and walked off, Zim quickly caught up and took her hand.

"Fine, but if they continue their vulgar courtship, they will be the first to be doomed."

"And I'll be the one to do it." Gaz smirked, squeezing his hand and continuing down the hallway.