Next morning, Gaz quickly left her house yelling to her brother she has to write an assignment on modern art so she is studying art at the museum and must turn in the assignment at the end of the week. She really didn't feel like having him tag along, and thankfully he yelled back that he had a date anyhow today at the Paranormal museum, which she knew was across town. Running to her barely used car, because quite frankly she didn't need it for school, or even to the movies yesterday, since that was either a short walk or a short bus ride there. She left her house and left to Zim's house. When she arrived on the cul de sac, she noticed him already walking out of his house, but quickly leaning against the door closing his eyes. She stopped in front of his place, rolling down the window, to hear the unmistakable sound of Gir inside screaming. To her best guess it was probably tacos, cupcakes or waffles. Zim looked like he wanted to rip his own head off.
"Hey Zim!" She called out and snickered when was startled at first then quickly relieved to the point of him running full blast to her car.
Without opening the door, he jumped in through the window landing haphazardly on the seat, with one foot inside and the other foot sticking outside the window, but mostly his tall frame looked like it melted onto the floor in the front seat. "Let's leave before he runs out demanding burritos."
Driving the car back onto the street, she was still amused to find him still down there in obvious relief. She knew her brother can be a pain, but to live with a crazy robot, who even though he had his cute moments, could drive you crazy yourself very quickly. "Burritos huh? That a new thing or is this the first I've heard about it?"
"My Tallest no, but since he saw this commercial last night he has been demanding them over and over again. Something with chips in them."
"Oh yeah... Those." Momentarily distracted she had to go in the direction of the freeway.
Of course in her distraction, Zim slowly started to try to right himself when he was momentarily distracted by her slender legs. He quickly took in that she was wearing a black and blue short skirt with tiny skulls printed on the material. Not so noticeable, from what he guessed far away, but as close up as he was he had to keep his composure. She was wearing a dark blue shirt and he noticed her shoes were slightly different looking, but still with an ominous presence to them. Of course she always had her skull necklace. He often wished he could stop the thoughts from forming in his head at times.
When Gaz caught Zim's roving eye, she expertly grabbed him by his shoulder to pull him up roughly. "Exactly what do you think you are doing, Zim?" She asked warningly.
"Nothing Earthling! What do you think the Mighty Zim was doing?"
Always act like nothing is wrong by instantly talking in the third person, she thought.
"Well... If I didn't know any better, you were staring at my legs." She countered.
"Then you are wrong. I was merely just doing some exercises down there."
"Sure Zim... Sure." Deciding to excuse it for something else she can possibly really doom him for, they mostly kept quiet until they reached their destination.
After they reached the museum, it was at least not crazy packed with people, they did wander around the rooms commenting on each piece they came across. Gaz did like the more classic modern art, but when it came to them reaching one room with the newer artists who thought that just painting a couple of circles and squares, was considered art, made her laugh. At least people back then had more of an imagination in their heads to do more with a paint brush. Zim sticking his tongue out to some of those works was so comical to her, as well as spot on to the point that some patrons and guards were trying to make them to be more quiet, that she gently grabbed his elbow to escort him out of that room where it led to the outside of that current building. Once outside they both started laughing. It was good she asked him to come. Dib would of acted pretentious in there and act like he knew it all. After they calmed down they went into another building where it was mostly just them. It felt nice to her, but she started to feel a tiny bit nervous being alone with him. After him staring at her legs, she did notice him looking at her body. He may of done it before in the past, but to see him doing it full on was different.
"Have you kissed much?" He suddenly questioned.
"What?"
"I've never kissed anyone ever. On my planet we are taught to be Invaders. Have no connections. I'm a clone. So no parents. Females on my planet don't have curves." Looking up and down her quickly, he stopped to look at her directly in the eyes. "Sorry I stared at you. I don't find your species attractive, but honestly you are."
He sounded so adult right now. His voice was calm. His mannerisms on how he walked around right now as he spoke was thought provoking to her. He shared some things with her before, but this was further in the more personal.
"Uh thank you."
"You mentioned in passing about Dib-Stink being a clone. Quite frankly he shouldn't be ashamed of it. Your parents simply thought they couldn't have kids so he was created, then later on they were pregnant with you. He annoys me, but since you swore me to secrecy there, I will keep it a secret." He went on. "Look I know with my pak that I'm called a defect. I talk to myself in the third person. Something you have told me not to do, but I still do."
"Why are you telling all this to me now? I appreciate it, but why?"
He stopped and looked at her sadly. "My mission is fake. It was simply to get me out of the way because I'm annoying. No one wants me around. They wanted me to kill myself, but I didn't."
"Why? I mean I'm glad you didn't, but why?"
"On this planet I met the one human that I can relate to and be around without making myself sick. I guess I'm curious on what more might happen between us." He replied and not even thinking, he just simply placed his hand on her skull pendent and held it gently in his hand.
Her breath caught the second he did that. What the... Is going on? Did she go fully soft? She examined how the pendent looked in his hand, as well as the expression of his face. It was so soft, so dreamlike, so... Ugh she had to snap out of this. This is Zim! "My mom gave me that. She couldn't deny it to me when she saw how I loved it. I am a weird kid."
"No you're not."
"Zim uh..." She started to stammer. "I'm getting hungry."
Nodding his head, they both walked out of the building to head towards the museum cafeteria where they ate. While Gaz had her assignment already written in her head, she couldn't help but feel a little weak from him. They are friends and nothing more. They did talk about other things, but as the weather started to chill some, they agreed to head home. She first stopped over at the Taco place advertising the gross crunchy burrito, got a 5 pack, and brought it to Zim's house where an over enthusiastic, Gir grabbed the burritos and started to munch on them as he watched some stupid reality show. Zim guided her over to another part of the weird house, into a room she had to assume was a bedroom or something, but she shrugged and walked to the only chair in the room, while he sat on the bed. They just looked at one another for a while. She had no idea what to say to him, so she just leaned back into the rather large chair, and focused her attention upwards.
Zim for his part, examined her. He watched as her purple hair rested further down her shoulders as she looked up. He enjoyed studying the smoothness of her neck, where his eyes fell to her prized possession, to her soft curves, and all the way to those legs again. What could he offer her compared to a human? She seemed mostly neglected by family, but he never wanted to neglect her. He hoped she wouldn't fall for that smelly human. He should tell her how he feels, but it seems she wasn't fond of him ogling her earlier.
"You're staring again, Zim. Would you like to be doomed?" She asked in such a deadly calm voice that it sent chills up him.
He noticed at the same time he was thrilled at it as well. "I am already doomed." He replied honestly as he took off his wig and contacts.
The way he said that. The way he looked. She had to get up from her chair to cross where he was and gently took each of his hands and took off his gloves and set them aside. "Never hide what you look like from me."
Looking at her petite hands in his, he had so many thoughts in him, he heard a guttural sound from somewhere, he felt possessive, looking at this amazing human in front of him he was gonna make her forget about every human around. Then he felt the hardest slap ever across his face knocking him on the ground.
"ZIM! What do you think you were doing?!" Gaz yelled stepping back.
He didn't know what he did, he just looked up to see her holding her skull necklace in her hands now, her shirt looking slightly out of place. Great! He blanked out again. Getting on his knees he tried to beg for forgiveness but he assumed it looked like something else when she kicked him. Seeing her walking away from him he said, "I'm sorry, Gaz I wasn't thinking. Please I don't want to lose you."
Gaz closed her hands into fists and stalked over to him. "Look! I get the fact you sometimes lose touch with reality, but this time I'm surprised you did that. I do care for you, but give me time, Zim." The look on his face was the same as him telling her his mission was a sham. She was going soft. Tomorrow she might have to find someone to doom who really deserved it. Turning around abruptly, she stormed out leaving Zim laying on the ground ashamed at his own actions to the only one he ever cared for.
"Would she think differently the second I decided to take over this world or my own planet?" He thought pitifully while inside his own base, the computer just groaned at hearing that bit of stupidity.
Zim has been getting short bursts of pov in these chapters, but it is still centered mostly around Gaz's thoughts. I'm trying to keep to a K rating, but that little bit was sort of hard to write while they are both in the room when he does that. My insomnia is so fun to be around at times.
